Rean's secret meeting was in full swing and the atmosphere was just right, but Crossbell's was not so good.
In the deepest part of the phase space, Reinhardt, who had just completed the Initiator Trial, had a face as golden as paper, darker than his hair color, and his originally solid body became half-empty and half-solid, like a candle in the wind, with uncertain light and dark.
.
Feeling the shock of spiritual energy coming from Levi, Ling was worried and angry at the same time. She stepped hard on the ground with her little red leather shoes, as if she thought the floor was a certain culprit.
"It's been several hours, but there's no improvement at all. So is Rean Schwarzer. What on earth is he doing? Does he really think Levi is his familiar?"
"I don't think he is such a person." Estelle whispered as she sat on the stone steps.
"You still speak for him?" Ling turned around and stared.
"I think so too." Joshua, who had wanted to protect Levi on the other side, also said this.
"You, you—" Ling became even more angry, "—whose side are you on?"
"It was originally one side."
Levi, who had kept his eyes closed, spoke quietly.
"Levi, it's already this time. Do you know that your situation is very bad now?" Ling almost cried.
As a super-crossbow-level genius recognized by the association's gold-medal thug executor team and an absolute expert in spiritual intelligence, she could see very clearly that there were two different spiritual powers intertwined in Levi's body. Even if it was not a mess,
It's also a messy level.
Even with Ling's analytical skills, it is difficult to sort it out. The most disgusting thing is that the status of these two forces is very high, and Ling can't cut off one of them, so she is anxious here.
"It's okay, I can't die."
Levi's face is not good, but his expression is always calm, and he carries out the image of a cold and cool brother to the end.
He does not have Ling's intelligence analysis ability, but he can vaguely grasp the essence of the two forces in his body. Both the "Servant Contract" and the "Immortal" are to preserve his lost life, not to harm him.
he.
So no matter how the body looks like, there is always no problem in its existence.
What's more - there is also the "Rock Eater".
This demonic sword of external principles is always by his side, whether in life or in death.
If you need it, it will show its strength. If you pass away, it will lose its strength and become dusty with you.
To a certain extent, it is your own life card. If the Rock Eater is not abnormal, you will not die.
For this spirit son's body, as long as he doesn't die, the rest is not a problem.
Compared with the suffering I endured in the past, this pain is nothing.
But Ling obviously didn't think so: "It's not a matter of death or death. You worked so hard to help Li En Schwarzer, but he turned a blind eye. This is wrong."
Ling pursed her lips, which made Levi laugh.
"You're still smiling-" Obviously I'm worried about you.
"Of course you have to laugh. Feelings are not one-way, they are two-way. I am very happy that you can understand this."
This means that Ling has completely gotten rid of the distortions of the past and has grown up healthily. As a brother and father who watched Ling grow up, how could Levi not be happy.
"As for what makes you angry, Master - Rean is not that kind of person. If I guess correctly, someone is already coming here."
Hearing what Levi said, Ling seemed to have discovered something, her eyes suddenly focused, and her bulging mouth dropped unconsciously: "Really coming?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures, one red and one white, emerged from the ground and took on physical form.
They all knew the woman in the red dress. She was the witch Caster who was older than Levi.
Although I didn't recognize the man in the white coat, I knew from the way he existed that he was also a Servant, and it was Rider.
Caster nodded to Levi and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."
Rider turned his cane, and data flow lingered around him, flowing between him and Levi: "Fortunately, it's not the worst situation."
Then, the red and white men and women raised their heads together and looked at the huge gilded knight statue standing behind Levi, with a trace of distant nostalgia flashing in their eyes.
"Are you finally awake, El Prado?"
"In this way, all the missing pieces have been collected, and the 'refining' of the treasure can finally begin."
Hearing the words of the goblin and the witch, the golden knight statue, which had been in a state of silence all this time, lit up its eyes and let out a low "oh".
At the same time, Levi's heart moved, he slowly stood up from the ground, reached into the void with his hand, and held the magic sword "Rock Eater" that was associated with life and death, his eyes were deep and firm.
Although he is dissatisfied with the empire because of the Hamel massacre, he will contribute his strength as long as the world needs it.
Whether it was facing the "Ring of Radiance", the supreme treasure of space, in Liber, or refining the supreme treasure of earth and fire in the Empire.
——I will not let anyone use the treasure for selfish purposes.
This is Levi's decision.
The spiritual power rushes through the rock eater, Levi's hair, and the golden horseman El Prado.
Sword dark gold.
Hair is golden.
Riding God Gold.
Together they create a picture that seems to lead directly to eternity, making it unforgettable.
At the same time, in the Crossbell Center across the lake, in the Orchid Tower, the tallest building in the world, Governor Rufus Albarea felt a pain in his chest for no reason.
It felt like someone had stabbed me in the back, or like someone had removed an organ from my body, and a piece of it was missing out of thin air.
The blond nobleman who became famous in the empire ten years ago couldn't help but hold his chest, and finally suppressed the cold sweat on his back and the inexplicable feeling of dislocation.
Obviously no one is behind him, and he has absolute control over his governor's room.
Obviously he is also in good health. Rufus is not a nobleman who relies solely on his face and family background. He is ranked among the best in the empire for his martial arts and martial arts, and his control over his body is better than that of the governor's office.
Just why?
Why do you feel this way?
Rufus didn't believe that this was a simple coincidence, let alone that his body had convulsions for no reason.
Warriors can extremely understand the laws of the world. Although Rufus has not reached that level, he is not far behind.
There must be a reason.
There must be something going on that he doesn't know about.
Rufus walked to the window and looked at the international metropolis below him.
Whenever he encounters difficulties, he likes to adjust in this way.
It used to be in Balyahat, the capital of Kruchen region, but now it is in Closberg.
Just as he was thinking about it, the communication device on his desk rang. It was the highest-level confidential return line dedicated to the Governor.
Rufus came to his senses and picked up the call just after three rings.
Opposite was a deep and deep male voice: "It's me."
"Your Excellency, it's so late and you haven't rested yet." Rufus's voice was mellow and refreshing.
"You didn't take a break either?" If you took a break, you wouldn't be picking up this dedicated line.
"Because I have a bad premonition." Rufus said smoothly.
"Just in time, I also have some bad news to tell you. Albelisi's latest news is that the most important prerequisite for 'refining' has been completed, that is to say - the last horseman, El Prado, has been activated.
"
Bang!
There was a loud noise in the governor's room.
The tea cup at hand slipped off the table due to unconscious movement of his arm, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces, but Rufus didn't notice at all.
Because his heart, his spirit, and his soul were shaken ten times and a hundred times more severely than a physical fall!
The Golden Horseman is activated?
El Prado launched?
The last ticket you were determined to win is gone?
Then how can I participate in "Xiang Ke"?
How can I realize my long-held wish to surpass my "father"?
My hard work over the years!
My forbearance for so many years!
My dedication, my ideal, my sacrifice, my everything...
Obviously I have made preparations, and Alberisi said it was not a big problem.
Is it all in vain?
His breathing that was finally steady became rapid again, and his facial expression management, which he had been praised by countless people, was already in a state of confusion.
Becoming a starter, participating in mutual competition, and surpassing Osborne are his biggest dreams and goals in life.
He has been looking forward to this day all this time.
Now, this expectation is all gone.
How high my fighting spirit was before, I feel so depressed now.
For the first time, for the first time in his life, he ignored Osborne's voice and turned a deaf ear to what he said.
This would have been an absolutely impossible gaffe for Rufus in the past.
Osborne on the other end of the line let out a sigh, but did not blame the leader of the "Iron-Blooded Sons".
Human beings are not machines, and it is impossible to completely abandon the existence of sensibility.
Rufus' usual outstanding performance is just a deliberate control, a dam that forcibly restrains the torrent of emotions, but the dam cannot be increased indefinitely.
The more controlled you are on a daily basis, the scarier it will be when you let it out.
The blow of losing the Golden Knight God undoubtedly opened a gap in the dam of the heart.
Because the gap is too huge, if it is not handled properly, this most outstanding adopted son will most likely be wasted.
This is not what Osborne wants to see, either publicly or privately.
After waiting a few more minutes for Rufus' breathing to calm down a little, Osborne spoke again.
"Rufus!"
"Rufus Elbarea!"
"Emerald City General!"
"my child!"
The calls were different, each one louder than the other, finally awakening Rufus's sinking consciousness.
"Your Excellency, I..."
"Don't say anything yet, listen to me."
Osborne is worthy of being the "Iron-Blooded Prime Minister", unusually tough, and this is precisely the best attitude towards Rufus who is in a weak state.
"I know you are disappointed, but life cannot always be smooth sailing. I have experienced this gap between heaven and hell more than once. But I was not beaten down by these gaps. I stood up in the end. Answer me, Rufas
, will you be knocked down by setbacks? Like those losers who can never get up again."
"But I can't become the initiator, so I-" Rufus was still troubled by the knot in his heart.
"Don't make mistakes about priorities, my child." Osborne said solemnly, "Your goal is to surpass me. Becoming the starter of El Prado is just the means you choose. The means is not the only one. If this one is not good, you can change it.
The other kind. There are many methods in literature, martial arts, politics, and economics. You are a smart person and there is no need to limit yourself to one path. You are different from me. You still have time and a future."
"Time...the future..." Rufus muttered to himself.
"That's all I can say. I believe you won't be knocked down by setbacks. My child, I'm waiting for you in the imperial capital."
After saying that, Osborne took the initiative to cut off contact, leaving Rufus alone in the brightly lit governor's office, staring blankly at the teacup that had been broken to the ground.
think.
Talk to yourself.
"hope……"
"Yes, there is still hope. Don't give up yet. Only when you give up does it really end."
"There's still something I can do..."
The eyes that were as dim as ashes gradually came back to life, becoming more dazzling than the crystal chandelier above their heads, burning with a fiery and deep light.
The most powerful young man in the empire stood up again, straightened his appearance in front of the glass, and then took a deep breath - as the most noble son of the empire, he should remain calm and elegant at all times.
After doing all this, he Shi Shiran picked up the internal circuit of the Orchid Tower and said: "Here comes someone."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor." The attendant waiting outside the door responded quickly.
"The tea cup accidentally fell to the ground. Let the cleaning staff clean it up. Then ask the guard captain to come over. I have an urgent task to give him."
"yes."
Your Excellency, you are right.
I still have time and a future.
But before that, I want to see who is so brave and steals my ticket!
Human beings are such creatures that must be motivated to do certain things.
Whether this motivation is good or bad.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Similar to Governor Crossbell's office, Chancellor Heimdall's office in the crimson imperial capital half way across the empire is also brightly lit and has a weird atmosphere.
The middle-aged man known as the "Iron Prime Minister" put down the receiver of his landline phone with a serious expression, lowered his head and said nothing. After a while, he said to the blue-haired female officer standing not far away: "Just say what you want to say.
Well, there are no outsiders here."
"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you."
Claire was a little embarrassed. She just returned to the imperial capital early this morning and started working after only a few hours of sleep. Her condition was not good, but this was not what she wanted to say, nor was it what the prime minister wanted to know.
She said: "I... didn't expect that he would have such a side."
"It's normal, because this is human beings. No matter what they look like on the surface, they will have joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in their hearts. No one is exception. Let's just talk about you. You are the 'Ice Girl'. Are you really a piece of ice?"
Having said this, Osborne had a smile on his face.
"Your Excellency!" Claire's face looked a little more ashamed.
Lecter, who was standing side by side with Claire, winked at his companion. After being glared hard by the latter, instead of restraining himself, he pointed his finger at Osborne: "What about you, Your Excellency? I heard that someone is active.
, what do you think?"
He also rushed back to the Imperial Capital overnight. After the chaos in Lamar State was initially quelled by Li En, he also brought back the latest news about Li En's promotion to Sword Master and the Sword Killing Saint.
Hearing Rector's words, Claire ignored herself and stared at Osborn closely.
Osborn is worthy of being the number one boss of the empire. He showed no wavering on his face and did not speak. Just when Claire couldn't help but want to ask more questions, Osborn's brows suddenly frowned, followed by Claire and Lei.
Kurt also noticed something unusual, the former drew his gun and the latter drew his sword.
The next moment, the absolute center of the empire and the most spacious office lit up with a bright crimson aura, and two slim figures, one tall and one short, emerged from it.
"who?"
"assassin?"
Lecter and Claire scolded fiercely and attacked at the same time.
As the two most famous people among the "Iron-Blooded Sons", they have already entered the realm of masters. Even in the martial empire, they are definitely considered masters.
But these two people were easily subdued by the "assassin" without even taking three moves.
The aura bounced off all the bullets, transformed into a sword, and surrounded Claire from all sides.
Before that, Lecter's sword had been grasped by a slender white hand, unable to advance or retreat.
It was also at this time that Rector saw clearly the true faces of the two "assassins" obscured by the aura: "You, you are -"
"We mean no harm."
"Just came to visit an old friend."
That's all.
(End of this volume)
PS: It’s still a two-in-one game. There will be no updates for the rest of this week. In the next Imperial City volume, Senior Sister will appear, so stay tuned.