The "proposal" given by Snicki is actually very easy to understand.
Probably it feels that its new mouse hole is quite big and living alone would be very boring. Moreover, after absorbing enough blessings from the Mother Earth, it has already acquiesced that it has a higher status than ordinary mice.
Wait, as the "noble among rats", it feels that it should have some followers now.
Just like humans.
Xiuge was pretty sure that he didn't have these hobbies and habits, and he didn't know why it, as his summoned creature, had such bad thoughts.
However, Shuge did not resist Snicki's suggestion.
Although this proposal sounds a lot like letting him open a portable nursing home, considering that the will behind these rat tides are all former human aristocratic elites, Shuge does not mind absorbing them.
Of course, the premise is that they agree.
This suggestion put forward by Shuge obviously had a considerable impact on this group of "old people" who were already determined to die, so a fierce debate immediately started within the rat group, and this time even Alexandra herself participated
Going in, it was obvious that she had her own views and opinions on this proposal.
When the family members started a heated discussion, Wei Lin and Shuge came to the other side of the corridor.
Jacob Ernst's voice suddenly came over: "As long as the current leader of the family is willing to admit that I am his grandfather, he will definitely agree, I can guarantee it!"
"Not only do I need the manuscript of "Poems of the Night," but I also need permission to enter the Ernst family collection room."
Xiuge closed his eyes, and his thoughts sank into darkness, and the last trace of hesitation was washed away in the orderly rotation of the metal disk.
Another maid made a gesture, and all the guards who had followed the meeting and had sworn allegiance to Yerevan Ernst immediately picked up their weapons and followed the two maids outside.
He opened his eyes and extended an invitation to the magic teacher beside him.
The discussion among the Ernst family souls has long since ended, and they have reached their own conclusions.
The magic that is the same as the principle of spiritual interrogation of the Legal Committee works quickly, ruthlessly clearing everything in the mind of the young secretary. The maid squinted her eyes slightly, quietly "taste" and "read"
The picture in the other person's memory.
In an indescribably oppressive atmosphere, two silent maids who were transformed by the Black Sun Society have become the new leaders of the personal guards.
At this time, the meeting was about to begin, so there were not many people visible in this brand-new mansion connected to the venue and converted into a lounge.
Xiuge glanced at the other party for a moment, and saw that the solemn look on the other party's face was still there, but his expression had become a little looser, so he relaxed a little and said: "I once heard a saying from the Eastern world on the other side of the ocean.
As the saying goes, that sentence is to do your best and listen to fate."
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"Before the final 'resignation to fate', there are still many things we can do. Miss Weilin, I need your help."
"I hate this sentence, but I also love it."
Shuge nodded: "After I arrived at the manor, I met the person in charge of the family, my grandfather. Although he was being suppressed by the association, he still tried to convey a message to me.
"
"So, the magic you mastered and the things you summoned... they all belonged to that era?"
So Shuge said: "In that dream, I saw a war that did not belong to this era. At that time, humans were not the masters of Van En, and what hung in the sky was a black sun.
"
Xiuge raised his hand and pointed at the remains of the rat-man caster who was killed by the "Palace Hound": "Once the black sun rises, we must face more similar monsters.
These mutated rats, the sludge-like monsters we encountered in Salem City, or the existences I 'summoned'... What do you think humans should do at that time?"
Therefore, the entire corridor seemed extremely quiet, as if the ancient walls and floors were waiting for that response.
So the maid saw Yerevan Ernst, who was in a daze, opening the door to the lounge. He handed the broken wooden cane into the hands of the young secretary, and said his requirements and orders before taking a rest.
The moment the room door was about to close, the young secretary briefly glimpsed the scene in the lounge through the crack in the door - behind Yerevan's figure, an old body was sitting slumped in a wheelchair...
Wei Lin's voice was very soft, but the warning in it was very obvious: "What I am targeting is not the advice you gave Ms. Alexandra and the others, but your attitude towards sorcery, magic and mysteries."
"What the Black Sun Society's prophecies say is Van En's future, but what I see is the past, and it is an extremely distant past."
Wei Lin's mouth trembled slightly. As a qualified magic scholar, she immediately understood what Xiuge wanted to say, so the answers to these questions immediately appeared in her mind.
Shuge looked at Wei Lin, who was serious and solemn all the time, and replied slowly: "Miss Wei Lin must be curious about what I saw in Ms. Alexandra's dream, right?"
Especially magic.
Before the poor young man could react, a palm wrapped in cold magic forcefully grabbed his face. In the next moment, the mental power like a sharp blade pierced into his mind.
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"In other words, what should Van En do now?"
Xiuge glanced at the blind rats who remained in the corridor who were still very obedient, and said: "It's just that they are tribes, clans and even civilizations made up of creatures similar to rats. They are all the Mother Goddess of the Earth.
Believers, and therefore joined the never-ending war..."
In the venue of the Leiland Noble Meeting, a young secretary belonging to Yerevan Ernst came silently to the door of the room where the guards and servants of the Ernst family rested. He raised his hand and gently
I knocked on the door four times, three times softly, and the last one was particularly heavy.
"In the Eastern context, the so-called 'heaven' symbolizes all trends and status quo that are difficult for humans to interfere with and change using their own will... It can be a god or something else."
The moment she heard these words, Wei Lin's expression changed subtly. She blinked and couldn't help lowering her voice: "You mean the prophecy of the association?"
After hearing these words, the maid nodded, but the next second she suddenly reached out and relied on her strong body transformed by the potion to grab the young secretary by the collar and forcefully drag him into the room.
among.
After confirming that the message was correct, the maid's palm decisively twisted hard, and terrible force was immediately exerted on the head of the young secretary. After a crisp sound, the young body that had lost the breath of life was immediately mercilessly killed.
The ground was abandoned aside.
This time, Wei Lin did not speak, but fell into silence.
Wei Lin didn't answer, but Xiuge saw that her eyes brightened.
"The arrival of the black sun is approaching. It may be tomorrow, it may be next month, or it may be the next second."
"It's still far from it, but judging from the situation in the dream, if it continues like this, it will become its 'original' appearance sooner or later."
Wei Lin silently repeated the "common saying" that Xiuge said twice in her mouth, and then she asked: "Why?"
"Is your summon one of them?"
They took out the weapons provided by the association, which were designed with reference to the configuration of the sword-wielding hermits in the Legal Committee. They prepared a series of equipment, from magic books to magic-killing silver weapons to spare new crystal blunderbuss.
Everything is available.
"Mr. Sugar, this is too hasty."
"Ha, it's okay, kid!"
"...You must know many, many things about sorcery and lost gods, but this is not enough to give you the confidence to make such a decision."
The secretary calmly and politely took out a broken wooden cane and gently held it in front of the maid: "Mr. Yerevan said that the marshal's cane was accidentally damaged, which hindered the Ernst family.
The majestic appearance needs to be replaced as soon as possible."
Whether it is magical knowledge or the new weapons that are constantly developing, there is a gap between them and those believers and creatures directly controlled by the lost gods. Perhaps time can gradually shorten this gap, but once that happens,
Then time will become the most scarce resource for mankind.
The lost ancient magic is Wei Lin's subject, so she knows very well that the so-called "evil magic" is actually a concept proposed by the Legal Committee and spellcasters in order to escape from unknown forces and unknown existences.
To explore their roots, instead of analyzing their principles, we roughly classify them into one big category and directly label them as dangerous...
The maid's usually dull face showed some fluctuations at this moment. She gave the secretary a questioning look, and the other party continued: "In addition, Mr. Yerevan said that before the meeting started, everyone
Everyone needs to go to the lounge, he has some important orders and messages that need to be delivered."
"To touch the secret ritual of the Earth Mother is what I consider to be a part of 'preparation', and it is an indispensable part!"
Without thinking, Xiuge waved his hand: "Okay, I agree!"
Under the slightly dim light, Wei Lin's face looked a little gloomy. It seemed that she also had some opinions of her own about the current development of the situation.
At such times, a loyal attendant or secretary is not worthy of their attention.
Wei Lin's eyes suddenly widened: "Why do you agree?"
At times like this, it is definitely a joy to have someone by your side who can give you sincere advice.
When talking about these topics, Xiuge couldn't help but want to smoke, but his pocket was empty, so he had to take his hand back regretfully.
Then the door opened, and a silent maid who was supposed to personally "protect" Zeke Ernst opened the door and cast an inquiring look at the young secretary.
The Ernst family's lounge was right in front of them. With their sensitive sense of smell modified by the magic potion, both maids could smell the faint smell of blood floating in the air.
The rats were still crawling on the ground, quietly waiting for the next order.
"yes."
Shuge calmly stated this terrible fact: "Although I do not agree with the ideas of the Black Sun Society, the fact is the fact, whether we look at it from an individual, family, national or some larger perspective.
Everything must be prepared in advance.”
Wei Lin took a deep breath: "My understanding of evil magic is limited, but I am very familiar with the secret ritual. If you want to accept and inherit the power of the secret ritual, you must at least have the corresponding knowledge and theoretical foundation.
To come into contact with the secret ritual without these things is no different from taking a risk!"
Xiuge carefully recalled what he saw and heard in the dream, and then said: "I saw the sun with my own eyes... Miss Weilin, I can confirm that that is the origin of the association's name, and in that dream,
The creatures that believe in the Mother Goddess of the Earth are fighting with the creatures that believe in other gods. They are competing for territory, and the movement of the battle lines directly determines the division of the ocean and the land."
"So, no matter whether the Ernst family's resistance to the Black Sun Association can succeed or not, no matter when the black sun will reappear, we must take the initiative to contact it and understand it... If we delay it, it will only
Put us in a more disadvantageous position."
"The reason why I hate this sentence is that while it encourages people to use their best efforts to face difficulties, it also ruthlessly points out that after all efforts, they may still fail due to some untouchable reasons.
The success fell short."
This is the subject content that Wei Lin has always dreamed of. In just a few words, she was already fascinated by it. Seeing that Xiuge's narration was interrupted, Wei Lin quickly urged: "Then what? What else?"
"Suppose the black sun I saw in my dream really appears again as predicted, what should we do?"
"Miss Weilin, the reason why I am telling you this now does not mean that I hope that my summons can grow into that kind of terrifying existence... What I really want to say is one thing."
"Rat, lots of rats."
At this time, the door of the lounge opened quietly.
Yerevan Ernst's figure immediately appeared in front of everyone.
His complexion was pale, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were lifeless. There was deep despair and confusion in his stagnant gaze, and the clothes on his chest were completely soaked in blood.
This is a corpse, a marionette under the control of magic.