The Five Hundred and One Scenes The Silver Lining III
The wizard Sadr waved, and the Lionheart Holy Sword fell from the air and landed in his hand. He raised the blade of the sword and watched it carefully - the afternoon sunlight was passing through the gap between the blinds, forming a narrow strip.
The band of light fell right on the blade of the sword.
The bright sword blade shone with a dazzling luster.
After looking at it for a moment, the wizard Sadr spoke: "This sword is the sword that the Lion-Hearted King Ekko wore during his lifetime. Legend has it that this is a sword that symbolizes ideals. It will choose those who have the same lofty beliefs as its master;
But few people know that this sword was made from the fragments of the Holy Sword Odyssey. The soul of the Holy Sword rests in the sword body. Its first owner was the chief of the Flame Knights and later the first owner of the sword.
Ancestor of Jun Ek——"
"About seven centuries ago, this sword was lost from the hands of the Cruz people and came to this wild land in the south; but it was not as described in history that it was the ancestor Ek who stole this sword from the Cruz people.
The Holy Sword, it might as well be said to be a testament left by the King of Flame before he died, the establishment of Eruin, the intervention of the wind elves, all the purposes are just to cover up a bigger secret."
As he spoke, he turned the blade and placed the Lionheart Holy Sword flatly back on the desk: "And this sword is the key to that secret."
After saying that, the Sadr wizard raised his head and looked at Antitina. His eyes were like swords, but Antitina only frowned slightly, with no expression on her face.
There was another scene in her mind——
She could still vaguely remember the scene of the summer night that year, when the Witch Queen's Seat shone brightly in the southern sky.
A bright strip of light stretches across the center of the night, with stars woven like a woven fabric, and trillions of stars hanging down from the sky, as if shining on the most memorable gleam of light. That is the courtyard of my home, and the sparkling light in the distance.
The sparkling waters of the Bragues River.
"Dad, is that sword really that powerful?"
"Of course," Viscount Nathan smiled and touched his daughter's head: "So Anne, you have to grow up quickly."
"why?"
Viscount Nathan smiled and said nothing.
He rubbed his daughter's head again, and the latter pushed away her father's big hand a little angrily.
"Anne." Viscount Nathan thought of something.
"Um?"
"Remember what I told you yesterday?"
"Well, I remembered that my grandfather said that we are the descendants of Erkan III and the descendants of the Sifach family. My real name is Moria Etalina de Sifach."
Viscount Nesong smiled slightly and patted her shoulder: "You must remember that although you may never use this name in your life, the blood of our ancestor Ekk flowing in our bodies determines who we are.
For the responsibility of this kingdom——"
"responsibility?"
"Then one day, when Eruin needs us to step forward, I hope you will be brave."
"I will be brave," the little girl's eyes flashed, "Dad."
"Okay," Viscount Nathan laughed: "Let's go, mom is calling us... By the way, when I have time, I will take you to a villa in the suburbs to play."
"real?"
"Of course, keep your word!"
But he clearly didn’t keep his word——
Antitina bit her lip. In her memory, not long after that, her family's property was sold, and her life seemed to suddenly become impoverished, and that promise could no longer be fulfilled.
She waited for a long, long time, her father disappeared, her mother shed tears and lost weight day by day. It was not until many years later that another man took her to realize her wish.
But the courtyard in my childhood memories no longer exists.
The wizard Sadr looked at the complicated expression on the girl Na's face suspiciously and asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Antitina's dark eyes became clear again and gradually became firm.
She came back from the memories, shook her head slowly, and replied: "Nothing, just some memories about this sword, sir."
"what is that?"
"Sir, you should understand the significance of this sword to the descendants of the Sifah family."
Sadr understood, nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, we can give you this sword, little girl."
Antitina did not speak, obviously understanding that these two people could not be so kind. Sure enough, she only listened to the other party continue: "...But, we must get the secret behind this sword, which has nothing to do with your Sifah family.
Relationship - this sword is actually a key, and only the true Eruin royal bloodline can hold it and open that door."
He paused and continued: "As a direct descendant of the late Lord Ek, I think you will not let us down, right?"
Antitina was silent for a moment.
Or join.
Or die.
This is indeed an easy choice.
For a long time, she said nothing and only stared at the sword silently.
The wizard Sadr was not in a hurry and waited for her answer without saying a word, as if he already knew what to expect.
After a while, Antitina finally raised her head and replied word for word: "I understand, as a direct descendant of the late Lord Ek, I will not let you down."
The girl said this very seriously.
It's a pity that neither Sadr nor Macaro understood it.
The former rubbed the smooth blade of the Lion Heart Holy Sword with his fingers, then raised the sword, handed it over, and handed it to her.
But Antitina didn't reach out to pick it up.
"This is your only chance, little girl," the wizard Sadr threatened with a gloomy face: "Pick up this sword, or leave here sideways."
Antitina looked at him.
"Okay," she said, "but I have a request.".
A request that made Sorcerer Sadr stunned for a moment.
But after a moment of hesitation, he still nodded. Since this little human girl had already chosen to surrender, he didn't want to cause trouble at this time.
"I want to know something about you." Antitina asked.
The wizard Sadr frowned: "Don't you think you're going too far, little girl?"
"I think this is a reasonable request, my lord," Antitina replied calmly: "I have proven my worth, but I know nothing about you now."
"That's true."
The wizard Sadr nodded. He liked to deal with smart people - especially wise people.
He felt that he was beginning to appreciate this little girl.
"Well, this could be a special case, so what do you want to know?" he replied.
"About the Twilight Dragon."
The wizard Sadr took a breath of air.
But Antitina was unmoved and continued: "The layout in Eruin is not just a game for the Sasardians, right? I don't want to be treated as the lowest chess piece?"
The Sadler wizard took a deep look at the little girl - this question did not exceed his bottom line, but it was beyond his expectation. He didn't know what Antitina was thinking, he only thought that the other party's eyes were on her.
long.
He glanced at Macaro subconsciously, feeling increasingly disappointed.
How can the gap between people be so huge?
In fact, it's not that Macaro is not cunning enough, it's just that the level of thinking about the problem has determined many things.
"Interesting," the Sadr wizard muttered. But there was nothing to hide. The Sadr people had done such a big thing, and they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to - he took a few steps in place.
, and then he said:
"Actually, the contact between the Sasardians and the Dusk Dragon is much closer than you think..."
"About forty-five years ago, a black dragon named Gwendolyn came to us. It first stayed in Oleg for three days, and then went to Gusta, where Helyanov and I were together
An appointment was made with the black dragon. Soon after that, the Thassardians had a new goal and parted ways with their former colleagues."
"Dragon Queen?" Antitina asked.
The wizard Sadr nodded slowly.
A trace of doubt flashed in the girl's heart: "In just three days, you betrayed the entire Silver City State because of its rhetoric - I am not stupid, Lord Sadr."
"You think too highly of it," the wizard Sadr sneered: "Even without this trigger, the split is just an inevitable result for a long time. The origin of the name Sarsard originally means nobility and rule.
The wizard is the guardian of secrets and knowledge. We and the low-level wizards of the Silver Society have never been on the same page."
"Are there actually nobles among the Buga people?"
"Before the era of the Azure Knight, there was indeed one." The wizard Sadr said in a nostalgic tone.
Antitina tilted her head: "But the purpose of the Twilight Dragon is to destroy our world. You don't understand this. What can you get from cooperating with it?"
"This is the story the temple tells you, little girl," the Sadr wizard smiled contemptuously: "They are always so alarmist in order to scare the world into blindly obeying their rule."
He put down the Lion Heart Sword, drew a rune with his hand and said: "The doomsday at dusk is not so much about destruction as it is about changing the world back to its original state - conversely, Martha's creation has a profound impact on the people of Chaos."
Isn’t it just a dusk?”
"It's a pity that we are not the people of Chaos," Antitina said sarcastically: "We can't think about problems from their perspective."
"You can say that," the Sadr wizard spread his hands, not caring about the little girl's tone: "But in any case, destruction is a serious word, so please don't use it lightly - it cannot transcend the dimension of our existence.
, it is impossible to destroy the universe of this dimension, and the Dragon of Twilight cannot do this."
"In fact, we prefer to use the metaphor of 'dismantling down an old house' to describe this ongoing event," he gave an analogy. "What will be destroyed in this war is nothing but the Tiamat Code created by the people of the gods."
That’s all.”
"Tear down an old house..." A trace of anger flashed in Antitina's eyes: "But what's the difference? After losing this world that Martha cares about, when the material world falls apart, all existence loses its support.
How can you be spared? If everything is lost in the end, what's the point of gaining more now?"
"This is the source of the contradiction." The wizard Sadr's tone was extremely calm: "What you said is applicable to most people. But there is another possibility. There is not really nothingness in chaos. As long as
We can transcend the current life form and obtain eternal life in another sense."
"In other words, becoming part of the dusk?"
"Aren't demons part of the twilight?"
Regarding this logic, the staff lady felt disgusted, but she did not dare to refute, so she could only keep her mouth shut silently.
The Sadr wizard looked at her expression and roughly guessed what she was thinking. He couldn't help snorting coldly: "You still seem to have some understanding, right? This is actually a mortal's perspective. You start from the weak.
If you look at this issue from your perspective, you will naturally sympathize with the vulnerable party, but what does those people have to do with you?"
He taught Antitina: "Your idea is not a wise thinking. This is a world of survival of the fittest. We can survive, but some people must be eliminated, but this is not because of us, but because
They themselves are too weak - we can choose to save them, or we can choose not to save them, but this is not a moral necessity for us, and we have no necessary responsibility for these people."
Antitina was silent for a moment.
"But the Buga people are also members of this world," she tried hard to restrain her tone, but there was still a hint of anger: "You grab power from this world, and part of this power itself belongs to other people. So you
Strong, some people will be weak because of you. Our ancestors agreed to protect this world because of this, but now you are on the side of the Dusk Dragon. How is this not a responsibility? "
"To protect together?" Wizard Sadr smiled teasingly and interrupted her: "I must point out that the last internal dispute in the mortal world ended seventy days ago. Even without our intervention,
When have you ever truly taken responsibility for the world again - in this thousand years?"
"That's because mortals don't know anything about it." Antitina pursed her lips and finally suppressed her impulsive tone: "If it weren't for the coming magic tide, we wouldn't even know that the Dusk Dragon was about to wake up.
Fact - and the Buga people have sealed everything about the past tightly, shouldn't they be held responsible for this?"
The Sadr wizard sneered: "You mean that we bear unshirkable responsibility for your miserable situation?"
We have never asked you for anything, but at least it’s not a knife in the back!
Antitina was also extremely angry.
The Buga people once overthrew the Miner people together with the mortals, but the Silver People also took away most of the inheritance from the time of the Gods and regarded themselves as the heirs of these inheritances. They sealed these knowledge and secrets about the past
In the tower of ivory, and using this knowledge and secrets, we established today's kingdom above the clouds.
Mortals, on the other hand, are like low-class people who are born to wallow in mud and water. When the Silver People re-established their glorious kingdom in just a hundred years, the mortals are still on the mainland.
Scaffolding and groping to build a country of his own.
Therefore, the Cruz, Faenzan and St. Osol that the world is familiar with today are not the Cruz of the Miner people, nor the Faenzan of the Miner people, nor the St. Osor of the Miner people.
They are the faint lights of civilization accumulated by mortals over a thousand years like drops of water piercing stone.
But although hope is slim, it still exists tenaciously.
Why Tumen can be honored as a teacher by the Four Holy Temples is not only because he once taught the saints. It is also because he gave the people of the Black Iron in the era after the Miner people the most precious wealth - knowledge.
That is a precious treasure that even the Buga people, who are allies of mortals, cherish and protect with great care...
This is the people of the black iron.
They are ordinary people.
They inherited the name of black iron, a metal that is cheap, humble, full of shortcomings and has no beauty. It seems that it was born to be the lowest and most inconspicuous existence, but it has only one advantage -
Gold is too precious.
Silver is too weak.
Only black iron is strong and unyielding.
It is so ubiquitous that there is no need to be careful; it is so humble and without beauty that it is not infected with those arrogant qualities; and its simplicity and simplicity will eventually be cast into a silent note, ending completely
this era.
It is a feeble power of billions, but it is more dazzling than any name written on the epic poem.
At that moment, Antitina finally understood Brando's choice.
I also understood my choice.
She shook her head slightly.
"I see."
The wizard Sadr stopped.
Antitina raised her head, looked at him and said: "The Sasardians made a right choice, let us fulfill the remaining agreement."
Macaro glanced at the girl strangely, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
However, he looked at Wizard Sadr's expression and did not dare to speak.
This is a cunning fox of the kingdom.
And the other is Tony Gal's rising star.
These two people can be said to be the two most intelligent people in Eruin in this era——
But a person can only put many shackles on his own thoughts.
The other person ignited all the flames of his wisdom, making everything burn and turn into a flame that swept everything.
At this moment, courage can be all wisdom.
But wisdom is just the tip of courage.
Wizard Sadr nodded: "Okay, let's get back to the topic. It's true that too much time has been wasted."
He picked up the Lion-Heart Holy Sword again, but before handing the sword to Antitina, the wizard leader of the Sasard people looked at her solemnly: "The Nine Phoenix people always say bad things.
The same goes for me before, little girl, smart people should know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and you should understand what deception means."
"I see."
"That's good," the Sadr wizard said coldly: "But I still have to remind you, have you seen this sword in my hand - a symbol of this kingdom, and just like it, you must
Understand this, what is in my hands is not only your life and death, but also the future of this country. I don’t think you want to see too many people die for you, right?"
Antitina's face looked a little pale.
But she still nodded.
Sorcerer Sadr also nodded. He then turned the blade over and pushed the sword forward. The Lion-Heart Holy Sword flew towards Antitina. Then he pointed at the sword suspended in mid-air and pointed at
She said:
"Now, pick it up."
Now, pick it up.
It's an easy choice.
But Antitina stood there for a long time, staring at the sword.
It was like a distant dream, and the sword was slightly different from her father's description in her memory; but only the emblem on the sword still told its past history, as if the traces of time had left on it.
Few people know the secrets about this sword.
But the descendants of the late Lord Ek were an exception. The voice echoed in her mind:
"Annie, when Eruin needs us to step forward, I hope you will be brave."
"I will, Father."
The staff lady took a deep breath and raised her head to look at the Sadr wizard not far away.
The brightest light flashed in his eyes.
"Wait, stop."
When Macaro saw those firm eyes full of ideals and beliefs, he finally realized that something was wrong. Even under the gaze of the wizard Sadr, he couldn't help but shout out.
Unfortunately it's too late.
Antitina's hand gently grasped the hilt of the sword.
