"Dumb-dumb. The terrifying sound of the dream came into Wright's ears again, and he couldn't help but feel a chill that penetrated his bone marrow, and an indescribable fear like he was trapped in the deep sea.

"Crow?" Philo, who was sitting on the sidelines, put down the letter and turned to look at the sky outside the train, and the endless yellow sand with no end in sight.

"It is said that when disaster strikes, the crow always chirps, Wright," Philo subconsciously turned his head, "are you awake?"

"Oh, yes. Wright replied with some surprise, and only after looking slightly blankly at the familiar environment of the carriage around him did he feel a little relieved.

"Speaking of Philo," Wright recalled the last strange image of the dream, "do you know what a lover is?"

"Lovers, what any man desires. She is not like a woman, and sometimes, of course, I don't agree with this view, that a woman is the tool of some evil person who is forced to marry some prince or nobleman, or the emperor. But even if she eventually became a dignitary of the queen's level, or even a monarch like the queen, it would be difficult to make up for their fate. "Philo made some anachronistic speeches.

"I'm not just asking about that, I'm talking about lovers. Wright repeated, his face half-sunken, clearly angry at Philo for not understanding what he meant.

"Yes, lovers. I'll do some foreshadowing," Philo said, getting up and smiling as he crossed the hallway and sat down beside Wright, "Every man longs for the company of a woman, perhaps for the need for affection, or for love, or simply for desire. But as long as there is a need, the human world will continue to develop and grow, and when the human desire for demand weakens, the world is not far from extinction. Do you know how the Dragons ended?" said Philo, handing him a look of wisdom.

"Lost in lust, they chose to unite with the dark and eventually wage war to be destroyed by our warriors and the Hallows. Wright showed Philo the standard answer from the textbook.

"No, no, no, that's not the case, I have a little new understanding. Philo held out a finger and denied, "First of all, let me ask you a question, why is the Avantley Empire now expanding outward under the leadership of Rex I and II? ”

"I don't know, but you're doing it interestingly. Wright teased and touched Philo's finger.

"That's not the point," Philo retracted his fingers a little angrily, and continued:

"The prosperity of empires is built on expansion. After the collapse of the Southern Empire, we seized several cities along important trade routes, plus two coastal cities, so that merchants who entered Great Winterley along the southern shipping lanes of the continent and the Flame Empire along the ancient 'Golden Road' to the west will also come to the Avontele Empire. ”

"This is indeed a very important point, the reform of two successive emperors, coupled with foreign wars and talent attraction plans, it is difficult for the empire not to be strong. Wright is still positive about this.

"That's right. Since the death of the Flame Empire thirty years ago, all of their talents have come to the imperial capital. Craftsmen, teachers, doctors, scientists, and some military geniuses have all come to our place where we have a common culture with the South. Coupled with the fact that we have seized several important strongholds from the Cruz Empire in the past two years, it can be said that we are also one of the great powers in the world. But that doesn't last. Philo said in a sad tone.

"Why?" Wright was a little puzzled.

"Everything is built on expansion. If the southern empire no longer sends talent to Avantley, if the trade routes are no longer open for some reason, or if the military expansion of the empire stagnates, then we will be like a cold pancake, which can stretch to infinity when warm, but when the heat is gone, the edges will dry up and eventually curl inward. Philo used a very vivid analogy.

"Inside, volume?" Wright didn't have a better word to describe for a moment.

"So, Mr. Kyle, and the wise and far-sighted politicians of the Empire, will surely submit a proposal to Rex II with the help of the Holy Frost Party. Let him slow down his military conquests and attacks and expand them gradually to slow down his eventual decline. It has to be said that Mr. Kyle is a visionary administrator who is able to block the operation of a pattern. He had received the supreme guidance of the gods, otherwise he would not have had a lifespan beyond that of any human in the world. ”

"Life, eternity?" said Wright's eyes seemed to glow.

There is a certain obsession with eternal life in his deep desires, and if he has eternal life, then all mysterious things will give him the opportunity to explore.

"These are Mr. Kyle's secrets, and perhaps he will tell us everything when we become his closest people. But you're the one who comes into contact with the power of the demonic source, I'm different from you, I'm a supporter of the new era, I believe that the gun in my hand can destroy anyone who wants to attack me with the power of the source in the fastest time, I don't need that. But you are different, you have the approval of the gods behind the power of the demonic source, you can use the power of the water source, and even create infinite possibilities. For human beings, what is done for the sake of faith must be the right thing. So, now we take the Shamon-Bingqi special line is the most correct choice for you and me. Philo said in a long exhortatory tone, not forgetting to pat Wright on the shoulder with his hand.

"That's right. And in the dream just now, I, well, seemed to have received guidance from the gods. He told me to go in the direction of the coexistence of ice and fire, that people in the distance were around, and that he had the breath of a dragon. Wright chanted, as if he were reciting poetry.

"I see, you think too much during the day, so you daydream. It's so easy for the gods to give you guidance, unless you're hallucinated by drugs. Speaking of which, Wright, you won't really drink the potion that the man gave you just now, will you? Don't drink this kind of unclear thing. Philo said with a concerned expression, shaking Wright.

"I'm stunned by you, I didn't drink, here. After all, I can't fully trust the people on one side, look, you can give it to you if you want. Wright took out the medicine that Peter Socrates had left for him.

"You can take it yourself, but I suggest you take it to Mr. Kyle, for nothing else, and it's safest. Your abilities are far above mine, and a private of the first class is not suitable for your title, and you will definitely be able to become a general of the empire this time. Philo said, patting Wright on the shoulder again and returning meaningfully to his seat.

"It's good I didn't give him Potion 1. There won't be a problem with this bottle. Wright felt a little frightened, and took out the No. 1 potion and shook it.

There's still half a bottle left, so I didn't drink it directly, but if I sniffed it and half of it went in, it would be really interesting.

But it seems that something is wrong, President Yang Zhuo is also the first person to meet, but he was introduced by Timod, and Timod has not met a few times, but he was introduced by Shamon.

Yes, Shamon is an old friend, and his friend's friend must also be a trustworthy person, this logic is correct, right.

Thinking of this, Wright smiled and put the potion back in his backpack, returning to his seat to pick up the letter that Philo had handed him earlier.

He hadn't forgotten about it.

"It's like the text of the Flame Empire in the south, but it's different. Seems barely recognizable. Wright thought to himself, continuing to read the crooked and strange text on the blue background.

It's like a simplified version of the southern Flame Empire's script, but it doesn't always feel like a product of this era.

"This is what Mr. Kyle copied from a diary, and I know you're well versed in the Southern Empire's writing, so I'd like you to help me look at it. Philo said, unable to hide the anticipation on his face.

"I'll try to translate?" Wright said, shaking the letter at Philo.

"Yes. Philo made a gesture of please.

“wo song xuan lan zhong su xing 。 Wright pronounced the text in a very non-standard and error-ridden pronunciation.

"I'd better translate it directly, it's very inaccurate. Wright coughed dryly a few times and then continued to translate:

"I woke up from the splendor. ”

"I'm probably not the first human to come here. ”

"I found a glimmer of light in the dark mist. ”

"A dragon and a child. ”

"The child's face was a little sluggish, as if he was not in good spirits. ”

"The dragon's body appears powerful and powerful, giving people the beauty of strength. ”

"They gave me the status of a demigod to serve the dragons in this world. ”

"I might be able to rule a country. ”

"Therefore ......"

"So, there's no more?" Wright wondered.

That's all for the time being. That should be enough, I almost understand part of the meaning. I believe that with such excellent translation skills, you will not only be reused. Philo said with an approving expression.

"Really?" Wright himself seemed a little disbelieving, and instead looked out the window with a hint of anticipation.

"Dumb-dumb. The crow's chirp was heard again.

This time it doesn't seem to be one, but a group.

They are flapping their wings, gathering in groups, leaning over the windows of the train, revealing a hint of ominous and oppressive atmosphere.

"Raven, probably not a good sign. Wright said vigilantly, staring blankly at the remnant sun, which still had some orange red, and the strange aura revealed at the junction of day and night.

Like some kind of beast's last struggle before it goes berserk.

......

Avantley Empire, Ice City, Royal Chapel.

At this time, Emperor Rex II of Avontele was holding the sword symbolizing the glory of knighthood at his waist, and looked at the first princess Relita with an angry face, without saying a word.

The light from the window shines on the ground through the drawings on the top of the church, forming a hexagonal snowflake pattern that the Eventele people love.

Immediately after, Rex II trembled slightly, his cheeks, which were somewhat old but still majestic. He is only in his forties, and with his armor and good figure, he looks like the god of war in ancient mythology.

"Father. ”