Upon hearing Merlins' words, the toucan suddenly flapped its wings, jumped onto his desk, dipped its paws in the pen ink, and began to write on his desk.
"Being able to predict does not mean knowing everything," he said calmly, "Also, don't scribble on my desk, or you will be responsible for cleaning it in the future."
Hearing the word "cleaning", the toucan froze in mid-air, forgetting to flap its wings for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a "snap".
Merlins chuckled.
Having lived with this smelly bird day and night for decades, he naturally knew its weaknesses.
However, at this moment, a beam of light fell on Merlins' table, like the light of the rising sun, pure and bright.
Merlins narrowed his eyes slightly and looked through the light.
The toucan no longer continued to lie on the ground and pretended to be dead, but suddenly flew up and stared at Howard next to the window.
Howard's fingertips lit up with a light, like a candle in the breeze. Although it was weak, it was extremely pure and without any impurities. Quietly, it dispersed the shadows and lit up the whole room.
Then, the bright light spread upwards along his arms, swaying in the breeze, like a prairie fire, burning more and more intensely.
Until his whole body was shining brightly.
At the same time, in the vast sky, the brightest star, known as the "Bright Star", "Son of the Dawn", "Morning Star" and other laudatory names, is also shining with it.
As a result, Howard seemed to be transformed into a rising sun, rising from the Master's Tower, illuminating the eaves of the palace on the hillside, illuminating the glittering dome of Hagia Sophia, illuminating the Baroque mansion of the York family, illuminating
The sparkling light on the Boone River illuminated the hollow and numb eyes of the poor people in Dongcheng District...as well as the railway tracks extending in all directions, the rolling hills, the criss-crossing roads, and the flags flying in the wind.
Under the spotlight, under the shroud of twilight, Lund City, the capital of Braden, ushered in the most dazzling sunrise in history.
"I just said that he will succeed," Merlins said with a smile when he saw this scene. "Only a person with a pure soul like him can choose the most dazzling star as the star of destiny."
The toucan flew over his head and sat on his head, seeming to be extremely unhappy with his pretentious performance.
Merlins smiled and ignored it.
He opened the drawer and took out a chess set that he had treasured for a long time. He spent a few minutes arranging the kings, queens, bishops, knights, and other chess pieces on both sides of the black and white sides neatly. Under the shining of the light, each one
The chess pieces are all shining brightly.
Merlins has always loved playing chess, and his chess skills are superb.
The reason is simple: as a master of prophecy, Merlins can predict the opponent's strategy through intuition even if he does not actively use magic. If he is willing, the direction of the entire chess game will be under his control.
Over time, because of his repeated victories, everyone lost interest in playing chess with him. As a result, the chess set could only lie in his drawer for a long time, gathering thick dust.
Merlins was silent for a long time, then picked up a black "soldier" and moved it forward two squares.
Seeing his behavior, the toucan suddenly became anxious. It flew up, dipped its paws in ink again, and wrote on the table
Merlins picked it up again, threw it aside, and said calmly: "Idiot, this is called striking first."
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Lund City, the capital of the Kingdom of Braden, Hagia Sophia.
Since losing half of the Protectorate Knights, Archbishop Akenelga of the Church of Light has been receiving letters from the Pope every day. On the one hand, he reprimands him for his dereliction of duty, and on the other hand, he praises the goddess's tolerance and kindness.
He knew that this was the Pope's willingness to give him another chance to reform.
After all, everyone who can become an archbishop is by no means an ordinary person. Either they are favored by the goddess and have more divine favors than others, or they have outstanding abilities and have made great contributions to the church.
Therefore, after the fall of the Guardian Knights, Archbishop Nerga sent people to the Far North Icefield to investigate the situation more than once, trying to find the real reason behind it.
The messenger came back and reported that the camp where the Guardian Knights had been stationed was completely barren of vegetation and lifeless, with only the scorch marks left by the raging flames.
If the records are correct, there is no doubt that it is the secret weapon "Wildfire" that has been hidden in the Dark Temple for many years.
After hearing this, Bishop Nerga was silent for a long time.
Naturally, his first reaction was that someone had leaked the secret.
But he quickly ruled out such speculation.
After all, these are the only people who know the location of the camp where the Guardian Knights are stationed:
The first one was naturally the members of the Order of the Guardian Knights who were burned to death. Of course, these people could only leak the secrets under one circumstance, and that was when they were crazy and wanted to die.
The second is Bishop Nerga himself. But now Nerga is sitting happily in the position of bishop and has no interest in being a spy for the Dark Temple, so naturally it cannot be him.
The third one is his two cronies and a messenger sent to deliver the message. However, these two cronies have been under his nose recently, and the messenger who delivered the message also died in the wildfire. Of course, it cannot be them.
.
Finally, there were the two young men who came to visit him that morning, Alan, the second son of William Earl of York, and his friend Howard.
But there is no doubt that this is also an extremely absurd conjecture.
On the one hand, the York family, as the main financiers of the Church of Light, were afraid that they would go crazy to help the Dark Temple; on the other hand, Allen and Howard only learned the news that morning, and the accident happened that night. In this short time,
In just half a day, it was impossible for them to deliver the message to the Arctic ice sheet thousands of miles away.
Even if they use magic, it won't work. Because the magic circle that transmits information has a distance limit.
As a result, Nelga only had two possibilities left in her mind.
Or, the guys from the Black Temple were so lucky that they went out wandering around with wildfires, happened to bump into the Guardian Knights who were making fire for cooking, and wiped them out easily;
Or, they got guidance from the evil god they believed in.
Thinking of the unexpected total solar eclipse not long ago, the latest oracle obtained by His Majesty the Pope, and the Dark Saint who was tortured in prison and still shouted "Light is dying, darkness is immortal", the more Archbishop Nerga thought about it, the more he felt
Terrified.
Anyone would feel terrified when they hear that an evil god known for his ruthless tactics and scheming tactics has come back to life.
If that was the case... then there was nothing he could do except pray to the goddess for protection.
However, at this moment, a beam of bright light shined through the stained glass window of the church and fell in front of Archbishop Yaconelga.
He raised his head and looked out the window following this beam of light.
Then he saw the spire of the mage tower shining brightly.