The spear was shining brightly, reflecting Roye's astonished face.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched the spear engraved with the symbol of Melias - three soaring birds guarding the heavy, bowed rice that represented the ardent hopes of countless people in the empire.
"Harvest Wind", the most famous painting in Mera's history, was painted by an unknown magical painter.
On the huge drawing paper are rice swaying in the breeze. These heavy rice grains are full and golden in color. The hard-working people in the mountains and fields bend down and pick the rice with smiles on their faces.
The way they bowed was exactly like the swaying rice grains.
Melalis used this famous painting as a basis, and added the owl, which can hunt rats and protect food, to finally create the national totem.
Over a long period of time, Melias's powerful warriors and brave armies defeated the malicious surroundings time and time again.
The forest spirits marched north and fought twenty-four battles in a row, winning every battle. The forest spirits were frightened when they saw the three owl flags in the distance, and they collapsed without fighting.
The documents of Melias's northern campaign can still be read in Solon's Royal Library.
The magicians at that time described Melias' silver-armored cavalry as "roaring snowy mountains" and described the scene when they defeated the forest elves in the great plains as "an avalanche".
Royer looked at the silver gun and closed his eyes, as if he had traveled across time and space and arrived at the scene of the epic battle that destroyed the forest elves for hundreds of years in the future.
The giant owls guarding the "rice" opened up a large area of fertile land with their flesh and blood, and their blood watered the harvest for hundreds of years.
The vampires marched south, pioneered by the imperial will that was not afraid of death. The snow monster froze the fighting spirit of the dominant species with a bone-chilling chill, and drove them, who were still active in the Civita area today, all the way through the molten mountains, and were defeated.
Forced to live in Broken Gold City.
Royer could see the Vampires standing among the rolling molten mountains, looking north at their homeland, looking at the flying owl, clenching their fists, and leaving weeping.
Historically, Melias' power was second only to the dragon at its peak, so the aliens called it the "Land of Owls".
This is the first time in the history of mankind that it has stood among the top races in the Mela Continent, and it is also the first time that mankind has won the right to speak with its own strength.
It once bent down to protect every one of its people, and angrily attacked foreigners so that they could have dignity.
It once held its head high and led Mera's human race to rise little by little among the alien races.
It has spread its wings time and time again to deter those with bad intentions who covet their own "rice".
Countless rice fields are enjoying the shelter provided by the giant owl, looking forward to it, looking at it, and praying at the same time, hoping that the giant owl will rule until the end of the world...
Time takes away all the good things and exposes the ugliness nakedly in front of everyone.
The giant owl perched on the rice field didn't know when it started to peck at the rice field with its sharp beak, and then everything changed...
Royer raised his head, and the cold eyes of the snow monster in silver armor stared at him closely behind the helmet.
"Why did you come to me?" Royer asked.
"The emperor is not dead."
After the snow monster entered the place of house arrest and told him about the assassination, another piece of information that surprised Royer was calmly spoken by him.
"But you just said..."
"Just a ridiculous scapegoat." The snow monster's voice was cold and vicissitudes of life.
Royer said: "The fact that the undead giant owl can successfully enter the city of Civita is enough to prove that the rebels are hiding in the city. They have provided you with an excellent opportunity... You came to me, do you want to cooperate with me? What do you mean?
What do they mean?"
"The nobles are short-sighted and vulgar. They claim to be righteous and noble, but they are just doing it for the small profits of the territory. The high-sounding words of assassinating the king and killing the king are just a cover up for the poor life of the people in the land they rule. They are all rats. I flap the wings of the giant owl.
The desolation caused by time will no longer be associated with the rat."
"Do you think I'm not short-sighted and want to cooperate with me?" Royer laughed, his laughter stopped suddenly, and he slapped his chest angrily, "Don't forget, I am the heir of Solon's six pillars of founding.
Their blood flows through me."
"Although I cannot become a shining person like my ancestors, I will never become a traitor that will be spurned by Solon's descendants!"
"The new nobles and ancient nobles of the empire all have their own social circles. The circles represent their camps, and those in the same camp will advance and retreat together for the common interests. The Six Pillars, no matter old or new, are not willing to interact with them. Will you?
A source of unease that brings suspicion.”
"The people of Solon have long forgotten the glory of the Six Pillars. The statues commemorating the Six Pillars have no one to worship them and are overgrown with weeds. The statues are dilapidated but cannot be repaired. The Six Pillars can only sit back and watch their glorious ancestors decay in the wind and rain.
"
"Solon doesn't need the Six Pillars. The past six hundred years have been long enough. Melias only has his name left. The deeds of the Six Pillars are unclear. They have long forgotten everything."
The cold words of the snow monster hit the depths of Royer's soul, and his fingers were trembling.
"You seem to know very well?"
"As the last snow monster, I have been walking silently on this land for hundreds of years."
"..." Royer closed his eyes, "I will not leave here, nor do I want to become a spurned person."
"You are hesitating." The snow monster said, "Your rejection is so weak, like a prayer... You are shaken, why should you suppress your inner desire."
Royer opened his eyes, stepped lightly on the end of the spear lying on the ground, grabbed the springing spear and stabbed it forward fiercely.
A strong wind blew across his face, and the snow monster looked unmoved at the tip of the spear pointed directly at the door.
"Is he angry?" The snow monster gently opened the tip of Roye's spear with his fingers. He slowly stood up, his strong body blocking Roye's entire sight, like a moving mountain.
"Son of the great Fedina, Your Excellency Roye, do you know the secrets of the Liuzhu family that have been lost in the depths of time?" The snow monster's voice was simple and old, "Do you know...it was hidden by the Solon royal family and has never been revealed?
The truth known to the descendants of Six Pillars?"
Royer threw the spear in his hand to the snow monster: "No need to say more, get out of here."
The snow monster calmly took out a scroll from his silver armor and threw it over: "This is part of my rubbing. Maybe you should take a look."
Royer frowned, and his intuition told him that this was part of the snow monster's plan to convince him to destroy Solon from within. Although he wanted to initiate great changes countless times and change everything, when he thought of the poor people of Solon when the turmoil came... he
Finally chose to give up.
"Don't open it..."
"Don't open it..."
He kept shouting in his heart, but Roye's hand unrolled the scroll involuntarily.
Lines of text came into view, Roye's pupils were trembling and his face turned pale.
Putting aside the scroll, he took out the long sword from its sheath and slashed at the snow monster's body with one sharp move.
"when!"
The spear and the long knife collided, sparks flying, Roye holding the knife in one hand and the snow monster holding the gun in one hand looked at each other.
The "gully" skin under the snow monster's helmet rippled.
"Don't try to trick me with such despicable means!"
"Despicable means?" The snow monster laughed hoarsely, "This is the truth, a fact that was hidden by the Solon royal family in every possible way. It is a secret that only I, who has survived on this land for a long time, can convey.
."
"The words on the scroll are all rubbings from the stone tablet inlaid on the abdomen of the 'Crazy Dragon'. Those dragons who went crazy in order to fight against the impregnated spirits could not distinguish between illusion and reality in the endless torture, and they were afraid of harming their clansmen.
They all stayed away from Meira. Perhaps the long time gave birth to a trace of reason, and the remaining will made the mad dragon use his short period of clarity to return to the land that raised him, and then... Sligo slaughtered these heroes and took their bodies
Made into weapons and equipment.”
"There are three 'crazy dragons' that have returned in the past hundreds of years, and it was from such a mad dragon that I obtained the stone tablet. The content of the tablet revealed the most shameful scam of the Solon royal family. They are the founder of this land.
The most despicable person."
Royer gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious expression: "Hypocrisy, no matter what, I will not help you cause turmoil. Those poor people can no longer withstand greater suffering."
"So they have to live in half-boiled water, let them cook everything bit by bit, and be tortured by 'little' pain throughout their lives?"
"What you desire brings bloodshed!"
"Your ancestors were extremely decisive when they destroyed Melias. They knew very well that blood and tears were the price that had to be paid, and pain was the inevitable result."
"They are not the price!" Royer yelled.
"They are." The snow monster reminded indifferently, "They have always been, they were in the past, they are now, and they will be in the future. The only difference is that history will always give them some gentle illusions, allowing them to have the illusion that everything will be better."
"Compared to your ancestors, although you are kind, you are a little less decisive. Excessive sympathy for those poor people will only make you stop moving forward, turn a blind eye to the source of the pain, and then escape."
Royer raised the knife, as if it could resist the cold words of the snow monster and make his body warmer.
"Don't you want to see the real stone tablet?" The snow monster suddenly said, "There are even crueler truths on the stone tablet."
Royer's newly gathered will was shattered by these words.
Staggering back, Royer said: "I will not leave here... and I don't want to become Solon's sinner."
"Deceiving yourself..." the snow monster laughed, "keep talking about the glory of our ancestors, but are not even willing to accept their true will..."
"Tomorrow at midnight, I will send the projection of the stone tablet to you. Then you can tell the authenticity by yourself."
"Even if you don't help me, I still have the power to restart the four major countries that have made the same mistake as Melias. You only have one chance to choose."
"Become my companion, or drown with these four corrupt nations."
The snow monster turned and left, disappearing with a burst of snow.
Just as he appeared suddenly, now he also left suddenly.
Royer slumped to the ground helplessly, his eyes no longer able to find a focus.