318. There is also a loophole in the Summoner's Temple? Then let's make do with it
"Do you know what you are talking about?"
Ireland, who was shocked by Roye's words, came back to his senses little by little. He could not appreciate Roye's compassion for the people of this land, his disgust for the nobles who were increasingly cruel and enslaving the people, and he could not appreciate Roye's words.
There is a little bit of resonance.
Ireland only heard disobedience and rebellion!
"Are you cursing Solon and the royal family?"
"If telling the truth is considered a curse, then far away from Rodmere, every city-state on the border of Solon is cursed."
Royer didn't stop. After witnessing the slaughter of the village, something inside him broke.
"Prince of Ireland, have you ever seen those people who are bound to the earth, using blood and tears for food and clothing, whose arms and thighs are as slender as tree spirit twigs, with only a thin layer of skin and flesh sticking to the bones?"
"Have you ever seen those people who are clearly not slaves, but are exploited to the point where they have to sell their children to the lord, and become slaves voluntarily. When they see their daughter and son being tortured by the lord, they still have to smile and say, 'You did a good job, sir'?"
"Have you ever seen people who would rather escape into the wilderness to keep company with beasts and monsters than return to their hometown? When they are homesick, they use leaves to play sad melody on their flutes. It is not just one person's melody, it resonates all over the mountains and plains, even
It can make beasts and monsters retreat!"
"You can't see, you can't see anything!" Royer laughed jokingly, "You are a noble prince, and under your feet are the roads made of flesh and blood by countless nameless people. You have never known poverty since you were a child.
, not to mention lack of food and clothing. You don’t understand how much those poor people are willing to pay for a bite to eat... They never dare to disobey Solon’s will. Compared with Solon, they are as small as insects and as humble as dust. If they can
If we continue to live, why would those people with sallow complexion and eyesight blurred by hunger rebel?"
"Are you overturning the verdict of the Civita rebellion!" Prince Ireland shouted, "Guard, guard!"
The door opened, and Lord Civita filed in with a group of attendants. He looked at Roye with a complicated expression.
"Your Excellency Roye, this is enough. You should keep your words and state them to His Majesty..."
Royer looked at the white-haired Lord Civita and smiled gratefully.
Although he didn't know the other person's name, there was no doubt that the old man was protecting him.
But...it's too late.
These repressed emotions and words that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time could no longer be taken back. He had seen too much and thought he could be restrained.
"We can't save everyone, and there's no way to stop it... This cannot be saved by one person."
After examining himself countless times, Royer was left with a deep sense of powerlessness regarding everything he saw.
Therefore, Royer chose to compromise. Saving everyone he could see was his insistence on the glory of his ancestors.
When Lu Yu praised him as a pure adventurer, Roye was shocked and ashamed...His purity was just the product of compromise.
He couldn't open up a new era like his ancestors, so he could only change things around him in this way... Royer felt that he was very incompetent.
Why didn't he want to stay away from this land, ignore all the suffering that was happening in this land, and just like Lu Yu, hide happily and let the floods surge into the sky?
During the time in Lu Yu's territory, his heart was extremely peaceful. After walking on the Mela Continent for so long, it was the first time that he let go of all worries and pain.
"Learn from Lu Yu and be a smart man." When bidding farewell to Lu Yu, this voice kept echoing deep in Roye's heart, urging him to return as soon as possible to the land where he could put down everything and focus on himself.
Promised Land.
Royer was really shaken. He asked Charem if he was tired of traveling and wanted to change his lifestyle.
Xialem was still the same as before. This talented magician who had never been his lover, but just a tacit partner, answered frankly.
"Although Lulutis is no longer here, I also like the magician named Gulu very much."
The decision has been made, all that's left is some commemorative moments and a sincere farewell to the elders with whom we have long been estranged...
If I hadn’t met Little Niba and hadn’t seen the fallen squirrel people...
Royer realized that he still wanted to try, even if he would fail...
He has never tried. Compared with his ancestors, he has been suffering, but he does not know how to destroy the "distortion" that has been deeply rooted and entrenched in Solon.
This is a distortion that has been rooted in the hearts of the people who ruled Solon since the end of the glorious era. It is like a wildly growing vine, tightly entangled in the big tree of Solon, competing with the tree for nutrients, and growing into a rotten tree that emits a foul smell.
flower.
The vines became stronger and stronger, the trees became more and more wilted, and the flies flying around the decaying flowers drove away the butterflies and bees, making an annoying and disgusting sound.
Royer is no longer silent, he must shout loudly.
Those words that have been buried in the heart for a long time must be heard by someone, and people must realize that the big tree of Solon is going to perish!
For this reason, he is willing to give up his long-standing caution and reason!
However…
Roye was politely invited into a courtyard by the magicians. The sensitive identity of Liuzhu meant that only the emperor could judge whether Roye had blasphemed the royal family and the country.
Royer had anticipated all this and accepted it calmly.
The Prince of Ireland, who was deeply hurt by Royer's sharp words and lost his face, angrily asked Old Larry, the Lord of Civita, to impose a magical seal on the courtyard where Royer was imprisoned.
However, this proposal was politely rejected by Larry Lao: "Your Highness, this is my territory."
"What he insulted was the royal family. I have the right to demand that the intensity of the house arrest and blockade be strengthened!"
"With all due respect, Your Highness is not qualified to handle this matter. Only Your Majesty can intervene in the Six Pillars."
Ireland glared at Old Larry angrily, and after realizing that the other party would not give in, he waved his sleeves and left angrily.
Sitting back on the chair, Old Larry sighed, not knowing what he was feeling.
Royer in the courtyard quickly realized that there was no magic ban here. He hesitantly picked up the small jellyfish statue, but the words he had prepared were never spoken. He smiled awkwardly, put the statue away, and turned to pick up the statue.
He pulled out the scroll and summoned a magic messenger to report to Sharem that he was safe.
He had expected this outcome, but Royer had no regrets.
He didn’t know if his words would spread, and he didn’t know how many people would feel something after hearing them...
He also didn't know whether Solon's nobles were known to everyone and kept silent, or whether they were really as stupid as pigs, short-sighted and narrow-minded.
At least he took this step.
The matter involves six pillars. Although old Larry has ordered the information to be blocked, even the lord's mansion is not airtight. For example... the courtyard where Royer is under house arrest is not sealed by magic.
Soon, the conflict between Royer and Ellan spread throughout the entire city of Civita. The news seemed to have wings, and all the city-states in the Civita region learned about what happened that night.
Emperor Solon Devic, who was slowly walking along the way, slowly closed the book in his hand after learning the news.
As majestic as a lion, he summoned the head of the black owl.
"Is the Civita arrangement completed?"
The head of the black owl lowered his head and replied respectfully: "All preparations have been completed to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Dwek nodded: "Then... let's get started."
"Go on with the order, no longer stop in the surrounding city-states, speed up, and go straight to Civita."
"From now on, I will rest for a while and will not show up again. All matters... Black Owl will take care of it."
After saying that, Dwek stood up holding the book and disappeared into the darkness.
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Lu Yu was overjoyed. The long-term efforts paid off. Xiao An finally swallowed the box as thick as her arm. Although the entire jellyfish became sluggish after swallowing and the tentacles stopped swinging, those were all minor problems!
Without any modifications, Xiao An has completed Lu Yu's original idea.
The light jellyfish that was summoned again did not dare to bully Xiao An anymore. Lu Yu reminded him sternly that Xiao An was working hard to help him complete a great idea...
He couldn't bully Xiao An. The light jellyfish could only cling to Lu Yu. All its tentacles were either tied around his waist or pulling on his shoulders... Lu Yu didn't think it was anything, as long as he didn't chase the poor kid Xiao An.
Beating things secretly is a good thing.
Lu Yu, who had almost merged with Xiaoguang, aroused everyone in the Pope's Tower. Lulu was the only one who became increasingly depressed...
"Ah, I really want to make medicine..." Every time she saw the two jellyfish, Xiao Guang and Xiao An, Lulu had an extremely strong desire to make medicine. However, this is the Papal City, and neither Lu Yu nor Sera forbids her from doing this.
It was a dangerous matter. The two people who doted on her were surprisingly consistent on this matter and had a tough attitude.
Lu Yu entered the Summoner's Temple. He had not been here for a long time and came here to seek some inspiration.
Sure enough, Seguero was waiting for him with tea, and this pretender was still so coquettish.
"Long time no see, why are you here again?"
"I can't ask you anything. The consciousness of the world is not allowed to help you, right?" Lu Yu said, "By the way, has Orkus been here?"
Lu Yu previously told Orkus how to enter the Summoner's Temple. As long as the Dragon Slayer is willing to help, he should be able to get here easily.
"I've been here, and I'm here now."
Lu Yu was stunned. He immediately stood up and looked around. There was no trace of Orkus in the white surroundings.
Segro stood up and clapped his hands, while saying: "The Summoner's Temple has become unstable since the summoning system declined, and it has not deliberately repaired it, so sometimes it requires a little manipulation to allow entrants to meet each other."
As he spoke, the figure of Orkus appeared on the other side of the stone table.
Looking at the two people standing in front of him, holding teacups, Orkus, who was obviously talking to another "Segro", squirted out all the tea.
Lu Yu and Seguero were not wet by the tea, everything here was illusory.
"You, you, you...how did you show up!"
"It's a small problem with the Summoner's Temple. You are also an experienced summoning scholar. You have seen so many loopholes in summoning. You shouldn't be surprised by this small problem. You should be calm and learn to accept and understand all this..."
Seguero's words are very unsatisfactory. As the mouthpiece of the world's consciousness, he retains self-awareness. In other words... he was also so unworthy during his lifetime.
"This is an important place for communication. We summoners are already in a difficult situation. This is not a long-standing problem. Can't we fix it?" Lu Yu decided to try for it. Although he didn't come often, but what did he say...
I can do without it, but you can't live without it?
Segro took a sip of tea: "As far as I know, after the decline of the Summoner Temple, only the two of you arrived here... Can you think that when the summoning system returns to normal, you will be the only pioneers?"
"Since the number of people is so small... you can just make do with the user experience and so on. Anyway, the important functions of searching for summoned objects are intact, and the function of cross-space consciousness chat is dispensable... At worst, every time something goes wrong, I try my best to help
Can you adjust it?"
"Is this your intention or His?" Orkus asked.
Lu Yu guessed that Orkus had not entered the Summoner Temple many times and did not know Segro very well, so he explained: "It must be his own intention. He will not explain so much. He will only throw out the results for you."
accept."
Seguero laughed.
Lu Yu ignored the microphone and asked, "When did you come in?"
Orkus sighed and summoned the Dragon Slayer casually. Upon seeing this, Lu Yu also called out Xu Mo, allowing the two engraved summons to communicate.
"It's so difficult to coax summons."
Orkus's tone sounded like a child who has reached the rebellious stage, and the old father wants to take care of it but doesn't know how to take care of it. He is cautious and humble in everything, and is exhausted both physically and mentally.
Since Lu Yu left, Orkus has begun a long process of repayment.
The dragon slayer's prejudice against the nobles was second to none. After all, Orkus had separated from Selel and had shown his determination to specialize in summoning in the future with practical actions.
Every time Orkus summons the Dragon Slayer, he throws it away after use. This accumulated "contradiction" over time has resulted in the Dragon Slayer's cold violence.
This may be a strange scene in the history of summoners. Summoners are coldly beaten by their own summons...
Discovering that Dragon Slayer likes to eat mushroom soup and mushroom fried rice bought from bread, Orkus runs errands diligently every day, and even humbly finds the best chef in Bluewater City to make fresh food for Dragon Slayer.
But just like the dragon slayer doesn't talk to Orcus when talking to others, he doesn't eat the food Orcus buys, and he doesn't take the things Orcus gives him.
As for the chef Orcus invited...he politely asked the chef to go back.
"Please show some restraint!"
As he was talking, Orkus noticed that Lu Yu was covering his eyes and laughing non-stop. He was not even willing to cover his mouth!
"I'm sorry, I really thought of some funny things and couldn't help myself."
Knowing that he would definitely be written into Lu Yu's book, Orkus narrated his painful process of showing kindness with a sullen face.
After all, the dragon slayer did not carry out the cold violence to the end. After all, Orcus was his summoner, and they were in a state of coexistence and cooperation. Orcus's willingness to lower his head and coax him for a long time showed his sincerity, and
his changes.
Of course, part of the reason is that the cute little bread has always spoken kindly to Orkus in private.
This cute little fox hugged the Dragon Slayer's armor and acted coquettishly, which was very lethal. The Dragon Slayer's toughness was gradually softened by her... So after eating a delicious mushroom fried rice, the Dragon Slayer followed him for the first time.
Orcus spoke the first words.
"Mushroom soup is half price today, buy me one."
Lu Yu felt that ordering the summoner to do things for him should be the first thing he did.