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Act 219: Curtain XII

The Queen raised her head, as if a purple electric light was reflected in the depths of her eyes, and replied softly: "That's why you see that on the one hand, the descendants of the people of gods, the people of gold and silver, have transferred power to mortal hands, and on the other hand,

However, the tree shepherd is re-creating the bloodline of God. He is as aloof as my father. He also hesitated in this plan and was ultimately defeated at the hands of four sages.●⌒,."

"..."

Brando then understood what was going on, but he still couldn't understand this logic. It was ridiculous to disperse limited power when his own strength was not enough to resist foreign aggression.

The Queen turned back and looked at Brando: "Do you find it difficult to understand, Mr. Earl?"

"From the perspective of ordinary people, this is indeed the case, but are our ancestors and sages really so ignorant? The problem is that if we choose a wrong path, the more we advance on this path, the closer we will be to destruction.

, we cannot judge whether we are right or wrong, so when one party chooses this path, the other party has the obligation to observe and evaluate where this plan will eventually take us, and at the same time, they must also make two preparations

, so that the entire plan can be suspended at any time."

"This does sound a bit ridiculous, but this ridiculousness is based on our humble confusion and uneasiness, just because we can't see hope."

"Think about it, everyone is preparing for a losing war. We must bet on many sides in order to carefully maintain the sustainability of this world. So I really envy you ignorant mortals, precisely because

Only by ignorance can you go on without fear. It seems that there will always be a sunrise tomorrow and hope always exists. But in fact, this is not the case. The sun has gone out long ago. Maybe it will never rise again tomorrow.

.”

"For people who know all this, this is such a desperate thing, but they are unable to make these things public. Just like the father and mother in a family, they must support the family alone and protect his children

We, my father, and my mother. They shoulder such a responsibility, and I have been surrounded by this nightmare since the moment I was born. Mr. Earl, can you understand the mood of a group of people like us?

"

Her Majesty the Queen stopped. Then she spoke again:

"Mr. Earl, I'm sorry to let you know these things. I didn't want to disturb your dream, but like I said, since you have chosen this path, you must shoulder this responsibility."

Brando let out a sigh of relief.

He was silent for a long time.

Until an aftershock swept through the Sanctuary of the Dead, and as the ground trembled, a temple not far from here collapsed. The roar of the collapse of the building could still be clearly heard hundreds of meters away. It seemed that there were many more Clays.

Descendants of Silk came to this world. There was a sound of fighting in the distance, and the Black Knights, who should be the undead, invaded the temple and encountered them.

A shadow monster rushed in from the corner. Brando stretched out his hand, grabbed its throat from a distance of dozens of meters, and crushed the monster to pieces.

Seeing this scene, Queen Madara's eyes lit up. This young earl was only one step away from being a sage. She opened tiamat authority to him on the battlefield of Fenhotos that day.

It does seem to be of great help to it.

"There have never been any beautiful dreams in this world. You think of mortals too weakly, Your Majesty," Brando opened his palms and replied calmly: "I was born in a remote countryside in Eruin, so remote that you can't

I had never heard of the name of this place before I planned to invade this kingdom, but before I came of age, I lived in the shadow of your army. Maybe I was a carefree young man, but I could learn from the people around me.

I can feel their fear and hatred for the undead in their eyes."

"Since the Blood Staff swept across eastern Karasu, do you know how many years the Eruin people have succumbed to the coldness and majesty of the Mercury Staff? Since the Black Rose War, do you know how many Butchi people have been displaced and how many people have been displaced?

Did they lose any of their relatives in this war?"

"For those fathers of children and husbands of wives, there is no essential difference in the despair and fear in their hearts between dying in this final war and dying under the butcher knife of your army."

"In those dark days, everyone had to struggle to survive. Where was their hope?"

Brando turned back and looked at Her Majesty the Queen: "Just like a monarch in the mortal world, who must always be careful with a sharp knife or be killed by a glass of poisonous wine, mortal farmers must also always be careful.

We are always worried about their harvest in the coming year, as well as wars and various man-made disasters. In this world where we can only survive with difficulty, who can be alone?"

"I regret what happened to you, Your Majesty. Although I also respect Lord Odin, but this does not mean that we are weak people. Yes, I am just a mortal lord. Even in the eyes of the farmers in my territory,

I am aloof, but in your eyes, maybe I am no different from them. Everyone is more or less arrogant and proud, and occasionally I have such thoughts."

Brando took out a handkerchief from his pocket and unfolded it: "We don't know much. The legends of the past are as far away as fairy tales to us. We don't know that some people in this world are burdened with

Many things are fighting for us, like Miss Andrea and Lord Odin. They are the most noble people in the world, but "

He handed the handkerchief to Queen Madara.

"This is no different to us. It is not as complicated as you think. It is just a war. Anyone may die in this war, including me, including you, but at least I can tell you

Promise, I will definitely die before you, Her Majesty the Queen, wipe your face."

Queen Madara looked at the white handkerchief in Brando's hand in astonishment, and then raised her head to look at him. Brando looked serious and serious.

"You are right, the sun may not rise again tomorrow, and our world may be destroyed the next moment, but there is nothing to worry about. I am ready to fight for this and die for this, as long as I don't leave any

Regret and remorse, then it is not as terrible as imagined, right?"

Queen Madala hesitated for a moment and silently took the handkerchief from his hand. But she did not move, she just held the handkerchief tightly.

"Okay," Brando looked at Her Majesty the Queen and replied, "I believe what you said is true. But then it's your turn to make me believe it, Your Majesty."

"About me and Bai's plan?"

"About everything."

Her Majesty the Queen frowned, and Philip stood beside her with a blank expression. She hesitated for a while before answering: "It's like the principle I told you, the agreement between Odin and the four sages.

If there are executors, there will naturally be supervisors, and I am that supervisor.”

"This plan was not born overnight. It has existed since a long time ago. My father, Odin, represents the will of the Parliament of Truth. In fact, it is a continuation of the era of the gods. With the powerful Miner

The human empire rules the world, using the power of the people of gold and silver to resist the dragon of dusk, and the tree shepherd's plan goes one step further. It is to re-create the gods and return to the era of the people of the gods."

"After the War of Saints broke out, because of the agreement between the gods and the people of the gods, my father did not want to cut off the hope of mortals, so he ultimately failed. However, he made an agreement with mortals and tree shepherds, that is, after a thousand years

This huge gamble.”

"Or is it because of that principle?"

Queen Madala nodded: "The reason why we have to wait until a thousand years later is because my father hopes to give the mortal world a chance to thrive. They were too weak at that time. My father revealed part of the past and the past to the four sages.

A fragment of the future. After understanding Warnd's fate, the sages agreed to this agreement, and as a keeper of the agreement, Airanta chose to become the Holy One."

"And Gilt left behind his holy sword. He took it out of Cruz, and Saint Osol, Queen of the Wind, turned into a heroic spirit." She glanced at Brando: "What you accepted is the inheritance of Saint Osol

Well, if I read it correctly, Mr. Earl."

Brando was horrified. This was the first time someone had seen through the secret in him. But he did not deny it and just nodded silently.

"Faenzan should also have left something behind, but this sage known as the wise man among the four sages has always been taciturn, and we have no way of knowing the means behind his legacy. I heard that in the last days of his life,

He seems to have seen something. Some people say that he left this world and went to a very far away place. I don’t know if it is true."

Hearing this, Brando already understood most of it, and he said: "So you and Bai have known about the Dragon Queen's plan for a long time, but they did not stop her. They just made some preparations outside of this plan. That's it.

?"

"Yes, because I must represent the other side of this principle. When the Dragon Queen's plan fails, I must ensure the feasibility of another plan."

"what's the plan?"

"I don't know. This plan was born out of the establishment of Warnd's mortal era. Warnd's mortalization was first proposed by the Parliament of Truth, but the Truth Parliament eventually split because of this. I only know its name, and its name is Warnd.

"The Grace Plan"

"The Warnd Plan..." The fragments of memory in Brando's heart seemed to be floating up, like little bits of fire.

"The second half of this plan has actually escaped the control of the people of the gods. Another great will took over it, but it did not leave a name. I think it may be Martha, but it may also be some other god.

Because this plan was carried out in secret, even its executors did not understand what it represented. Because of this, it was placed behind all plans. Even my parents only left it in accordance with the oracle.

It’s just a glimmer of hope.”

"This glimmer of hope is Roman, your business lady."

"What?!"

"So do you understand? It is precisely because of the existence of that great will that the Dragon of Twilight's body in the mortal world, your fiancée, was not killed. An oracle came down at the last moment, causing the Parliament of Truth to pass a resolution to let her

Preserved until my father and mother’s generation.”

"But why..."

"I said, I don't know either. It's just related to a promise left by Martha. Mother left a hope for all of us."

Brando raised the Odyssey in his hand: "Is that all?"

"That's all," Queen Madara replied: "So Bai went to the Metz area. In addition to fulfilling the agreement and monitoring the plans of the Dragon Queen and the Queen in White, he also wanted to find the legendary Darkness that was lost in East Metz.

Orb."

She looked at the handkerchief in her hand, picked it up, and gently wiped the blood on her face: "So because of the Dragon Queen's plan, she will definitely go outside the elemental realm. For us as monitors, we

They will only calculate the failure of the plan and will not consider what will happen if it succeeds; but as for why I met you, Mr. Earl, maybe this is the hope that Lord Martha left for us."

"Because this is our destiny"

…(To be continued.)


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