When he heard this name, Thales's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable cold feeling spread on his back.
exist……
He gently picked up a chess piece and took it away from the chessboard.
Suddenly there was one less swordsman in the chess game.
Thales took his right hand and covered the swordsman with his fingers.
The swordsman disappeared before his eyes.
He gently opened and closed his palms again, back and forth several times, and the swordsman disappeared or appeared in his field of vision.
The prince raised his head and looked back at Asheida, who was watching him play with the chess pieces with interest.
"So I guess, just like you, you don't know what that b is?" This time, Thales was not as surprised as before. He said doubtfully: "Including this weird threshold name?"
"There are magicians?"
Asheida just leaned back in her chair again and looked at him wordlessly, seemingly not interested in answering at all.
"All right."
Thales, who was asking for trouble, put down the chess piece and unconsciously moved it to the next square.
"According to what you said, that b started a war, became an enemy of the world, destroyed the Magic Tower and the Final Empire, and split the known land in two?"
"Why?" The prince picked up the water glass and said cautiously: "Why did he do this? Why did the magicians declare war? How did the war... happen?"
Aishida rubbed her fingers gently, and a guard began to move on his chessboard.
"I thought that six years of special political career should give you some inspiration."
The magician said quietly: "The cause of the war is very complicated. Even today, no one can figure it out. In fact, there is no need to figure it out because by the time we react, the reality is already like this."
Thales took a sip of water, frowned and spoke in this inexplicable way again.
"Compared to the appearance of 'how did the war happen', perhaps what we should discuss more is," Asheida said lightly: "Why did the war happen?"
Thales raised his mouth, blew a silent whistle, and took away one of the opponent's chess pieces.
"Okay, why did the war happen?" The prince raised his hand, and he understood what the other party meant: "Why did the magician want to break with the world?"
Asheida didn't answer immediately.
The energy magician gently stretched out his fingers, and in a very rare moment, "personally" picked up the chess pieces and took the next step.
"I'm sitting here now, moving the chess pieces leisurely, watching the sun rise in the east and setting in the west, and listening to the breathing and conversations of countless people in the North." His tone was very calm, and his fingers were very gentle. In combination with the afternoon sun, it turned out that
Gives people a feeling of laziness.
"Snapped!"
There was a sudden crisp sound, and a pawn was pushed onto the chessboard by Esida, startling Thales.
At the same time, Aixida's eyes flashed blue for an instant, and his whole body's aura also changed and became fierce.
He bit his tongue and said, "But the next moment, I can suck out all the air in the world."
"Or dilute the air in the world to the point where it is unbreathable."
Thales was so startled that he didn't even notice that the water glass in his hand splashed. He unconsciously asked, "What?"
Asheida ignored him, but the color bursting out of her eyes reminded Thales of another magician:
"Imagine, in the next second, from here to Longxiao City, to Exeter, the Western Continent, and even the entire world..."
"All life on land will no longer be able to breathe and will come to an end in an instant."
"As long as I move my fingers," Aixida stared at him closely and said in an unnaturally enthusiastic tone: "No one can live, and nothing can survive."
"How does it feel?"
Thales looked at his teacher who was not normal at the moment with numbness on his scalp. He thought of Longxiao City and the Shield Zone that night, and of countless residents holding their throats in the air, trying to suck in a breath of air in the silent hell.
Pain and despair.
A few seconds later.
"The whole world?" The prince's voice was slightly hoarse: "Can you do it?"
Aixida still stared at him, but the scary color in her eyes slowly dissipated.
"It's not just me," the magician put his back on the chair again and said calmly: "Every magician in the world can use their method to easily..."
"Destroy the world."
Thales's pupils trembled slightly.
"What?"
He lost his voice.
"Then why hasn't the world been destroyed yet?" Thales opened his mouth and was stunned for a few seconds before reacting: "Then why is the end of the battle..."
Aixida knocked on the chessboard and interrupted him:
"Because not every magician is willing to pay that price."
Thales was stunned: "What price?"
At that moment, the chess piece in the magician's hand paused slightly.
"You will know," Asheida shook her head and took another step on the chessboard: "When you become a magician."
Thales sighed and suppressed the irritation in his heart.
"Really? You're doing this again?" The prince asked dissatisfiedly: "I'm starting to wonder, do you really want me to become a magician?"
"Of course," Aixida returned her gaze to the chessboard. He was still calm and calm, as if he hadn't said anything just now: "If you come with me now, you will know more. I swear I will do it without any reservations."
The earth opens all its secrets to you.”
"No need to discuss."
Thales sighed and wisely brought the topic back: "So, each of you has the ability to destroy the world in an instant..."
He leaned back on the chair, massaged his sore neck from leaning forward for a long time, and said firmly: "But you won't do that, right?"
Asheida shook her head.
"But the world doesn't think so."
"Tales, in this world, they don't hate us," the Qi Magic Master slowly said, "They are afraid of us."
"I'm so scared that I wish we could all be forgotten. I wish we could disappear from the memory of history."
"What they are unwilling to forgive and find difficult to accept is not our behavior," Thales faintly sensed that under Asheida's calm face, there was a hint of disdain hidden in the other person's words, "but our existence."
"We can destroy all possibilities in an instant."
"It's a disaster."
The prince lowered his head and his expression became serious.
I see.
No matter which magician...
They all have that kind of power, and they are all beings that can overturn the chessboard in an instant.
"I think their worries are reasonable." Thales sighed and glanced at Lord Justin and Wyatt, as well as the countless soldiers and guards outside the terrace.
"This is our position and stance," Asheida followed Thales' line of sight and moved her gaze outside: "Be careful, Thales, your two identities represent no small matter."
"It's a thousand-year conflict that cannot be resolved between the world and the magicians."
"Once they find you..."
The magician gave a rare shrug.
A breeze blew across the terrace, blowing Taylor's hair up a little.
"Do you still have that kind of self-confidence?" Aixida seemed to have regained his composure, and he said easily: "As a king, you can find a way out for the magic masters so that we can safely establish ourselves in the world?"
Thales gritted his teeth and felt that his head was a little big.
"Of course." He said bravely.
"It's precisely because of the difficulty that it's more valuable to do it, isn't it?"
Otherwise, what else could he say?
I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was young and frivolous, and I overestimated my capabilities. Have I given up now?
Thales shrugged inwardly.
Ashida paused on the spot, her eyes staying on him for almost ten seconds.
"Ah, I'm looking forward to that day very much." He said softly.
"Ha," Thales felt a little uncomfortable under the strange gaze of the other party and had to turn his attention back to the chess game: "Just wait, I will succeed..."
But Acida interrupted him.
"No."
"What I'm looking forward to, Thales," he shook his finger, still staring at the prince strangely, "is not your final success."
The magician's tone changed, strange and gloomy:
"But you are caught between magicians and humans, between disaster and the world..."
"Caught between one's own essence and the gaze of others, between the inescapable future and the inescapable past..."
"In the end, I was torn apart by contradictions, destroyed by conflicts, and swallowed by regrets..."
"A future that finally compromises with us."
The two sections of the chessboard fell into silence again.
There were only two people left looking at each other.
Thales suppressed the twitching of his face and stared at Asheda for three full seconds before embarrassingly uttering two words:
"Thanks."
It's really a reassuring comfort.
"If on that day, you see a new way out in a new vision, a direction that only you can control," Aixida didn't finish her words, he said softly: "Don't hesitate anymore, accept yourself, and seize the opportunity."
Stay at the rudder that turns your destiny around."
The magician's gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing into Thales' pupils.
"Remember my words."
"Word by word."
"Engraved in your heart."
"Tiles Bright Star."
The prince let out a long sigh of relief, feeling extremely embarrassed and not knowing how to react.
Engraved in your heart?
this……
"Ah, there is another question," Thales laughed dryly and raised his finger unnaturally: "How were b and his five companions defeated? Where are they now?"
"One of them has been sealed by you," Aixida answered the question very simply: "The ending of the others more than 600 years ago was probably similar..."
seal.
Thales shook his hand and thought of the lovely and terrifying terrifying girl, and the scene where she finally turned into ashes and disappeared.
At that moment, the magician lowered his voice and seemed a little lonely: "Otherwise, the world would probably not be what it is today."
Asheida shook her head: "During those days of the End War, I felt the number of knocks on the door was almost as many as breathing,"
It's like you need to breathe.
Thales secretly cursed.
"If one day, people from B come to you, please remember," Aixida raised her head and nodded to him: "They are almost all madmen."
"Maybe not necessarily your enemy, but definitely not your friend. Think about Giza."
Thales lowered his head and thought deeply.
"So, you're not one of them?"
"No, it's not."
"Several people, including me, think b's response methods are too drastic and call them 'radicals'," Aixida snorted softly: "Correspondingly, we are called 'moderates' by them, which is even more unpleasant.
title."
Radical.
The gentle one.
Thales thought of the confrontation and quarrel between Asheida and Giza in the shield area, and felt a little enlightened.
"The radicals and the moderates...the magicians are divided into two factions, opposing each other?"
"If only it were that simple." Aixida shook her head again.
"The moderates are not a unified and orderly camp that advances and retreats together like the radicals. We are just a group of scattered magicians who refuse to choose war."
"Even after the war, we were all scattered, fighting on our own."
Aixida held the chess piece in her hand, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"And the radicals' real opponents..."
"In the final battle, there are two more magic masters," the magic master said calmly: "They chose to stand on the other side of the battlefield, facing and confronting B and his followers, whether they are magic masters or ordinary people."
"Six against two, that's what war was like at one time."
Thales took a deep breath and suddenly felt enlightened.
I see.
Two magicians who stand up for the world.
Confront the radicals.
The books in Nekaru's library, the disasters that the little girl said were "on our side"...
It turned out to be...
"Queen."
Thales spit out a strange word.
This time, it was Aixida's turn to raise her eyebrows and move her face slightly.
"You know them?"
Thales raised his head and looked at Asheida with affirmative eyes.
"They are two queens, right? There has never been the so-called title of 'Queen' in the history of the Ancient Empire and the Final Empire, but I can always hear this word on various occasions, and it has been mentioned once or twice in books,"
Thales recalled the few occasions when he heard this word, "Even some of the great nobles in the two countries knew that their existence sounded superior."
"So, the so-called Queen is actually a magician," Thales tentatively said: "They are magicians who stood on the side of the world in the end war. They helped us. I mean they stood on the side of the world and defeated
The radicals headed by b enjoy a transcendent status and are even called queens."
Thales breathed out: "So, there are actually magic masters who can coexist peacefully with the world, right?"
However, when he finished speaking, he found Aixida looking at him intriguingly.
Thales stared: What?
Until Asheida shook her head again.
"No." He denied Thales' words coldly.
This made the prince stunned.
wrong?
But the Queen...
"Those two magicians standing on the other side of the battlefield thought that they were still members of the human race."
"So we have been opposing the radicals from beginning to end," Asheida shook her head and sighed: "They are just two poor people who confuse the past with the current situation."
"We usually call them 'confusers.'"
Confused?
Thales hid this word in his heart.
Do you think...that you are a human magician?
Thales' expression was calm, but there was a big question mark in his heart.
But Asheida didn't stop here. It seemed that the confuser was just a small interlude. She only heard the magician continue:
"As for the two queens you mentioned..."
At that moment, Aixida suddenly clenched her fists!
"clatter!"
Amidst the crisp sound, a red king suddenly jumped up on the chessboard, took three steps on the cleared chess path, and knocked a knight out of the chessboard!
Thales frowned.
"...It's a worse existence." It was only then that Aixida's words reached her ears.
The eliminated knight rolled off the board and swayed feebly back and forth on the table.
The prince raised his head with full of doubts, and suddenly his whole body tensed up.
I saw the eyes of the qi magician shining with a strange blue light, covering the original pupils, but it could not hide his murderous intention and coldness:
"The so-called two magic queens..."
"Blood Thorn, and Black Orchid."
"They are indeed magicians..."
"It was the sudden change of attitude at the end of the war..."
"I betrayed all my colleagues overnight..."
"It brings doom to all magicians..."
Asheida bit out the word between her teeth:
"Betraitors."
Even when facing Giza, Asheida's words have never been so cold and chilling.
Full of hatred, disgust, fear, and... fear?
Thales stared at him blankly for a while before coming back to his senses.
"How did the two queens... betray you?" The prince took a breath and adjusted his heartbeat that was accelerating due to the other's abnormality: "Are they more terrifying than the legendary anti-magic force?"
The magician snorted lightly, and the blue light in his eyes gradually disappeared:
"Ha, they are much scarier than the legendary anti-demon forces..."
"Anti-demon armed forces are dead creatures after all..."
"And they..."
Thales narrowed his eyes, feeling a little uneasy inside.
More terrifying than the legendary anti-demon armed forces...
"And they..."
At this time, Aixida's words paused slightly.
His eyes returned to Thales.
Aixida changed the subject: "Do you really want to know?"
Thales opened his eyes wide, shrugged, and made a "yes" expression.
"Of course, didn't you say we should distinguish between our enemies and our companions?"
"More than that..." Thales held his chin, frowning and thinking about the information and intelligence just now: "As mentioned before, the Radical, the Moderate, the Confused, the two 'Queens'... So, what is the Confused?
Thought?"
"Who are the magic masters left so far? What are their names, thresholds, and abilities? And..."
Thales scratched his chin and muttered: "Who are you talking about... Toros?"
Aixida once again curled up the corners of her mouth in a rare gesture.
"It will take a lot of time to tell all this," the magician seemed to have returned to the calm and composed man's appearance, and continued to confuse him: "What do you think, do you want to come with me? Accept your own nature and wholeheartedly
By embarking on the path of a magician, you will be able to acquire this knowledge more systematically, more efficiently, more comprehensively, and more conveniently."
Taylor paused for a moment.
"Thank you for your invitation again, but I still feel that," Thales sighed, ignoring the earnest eyes of the magician again: "A kingdom heir with a subtle identity is better than a trainee magician who hides everywhere and cannot be seen in the light.
, which is more beneficial to our future.”
"So," Thales raised his eyebrows and urged him to continue: "The betrayal of the two emperors?"
Asheida showed a faint smile.
"Okay then." The magician shook his head gently at first, then nodded slowly.
"Now that you already know the existence of the two magic queens," Asheida sat up straight, with sharp eyes and a solemn expression: "Then it's time to tell you..."
"The most interesting part of our lesson today..."
"When I was a mage apprentice, the most fascinating part..."
Thales held his breath, waiting for the magician's answer.
Two emperors.
Magic Queen.
In the final battle, the existence of all magicians was betrayed.
A person who makes Asheida afraid of this person.
How exactly was betrayed?
How terrifying is the power?
"get out of class is over."
Aixida said calmly.
Um?
Thales didn't react for a moment.
However, in the next second, the figure of the magician completely disappeared into the air.
Silence returned to both ends of the chessboard again.
Until the sound of the prince's inhalation came slowly.
Thales blinked in disbelief and stared blankly at Asheida's seat.
Class is over... get out of class is over?
The prince sat stunned for a minute.
However, apart from the chess game on the chessboard that had been checked unconsciously, Asheida did not leave even a trace.
It's like he's never been here.
Thales looked at the empty seat in astonishment, his mouth wide open in surprise.
It was as if I could see the indifferent and hypocritical smile of the magician.