Chapter 12: To the Great Wall
Dean Sean's statement was simply incredible, and Edward constantly filtered every word the Dean said to sort out the context in his head:
Holland and Hausen obtained Man and Magic, a book that analyzes that the Divine Comedy is not a narrative poem, but a history that is not officially mentioned by the Empire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Hausen burned the book, but Horan was convinced of the authenticity of the prophecy written in the book, the Prophet Muhammad.
Soon after, Horan summoned the Ten Saints, a graduate of the Academy of Magic, and Schultz, to fight in the One Year War. After the end of the war, Holland became more and more crazy. Returning from the battlefield, Howson and Horan have another argument, and Sean happens to see Howson kill Holland.
When Hausen was captured, he cared for Sean to find the "Child of Destiny", who was concerned with the survival of the Empire. Dean Sean uses the recruitment of magic students as a channel to find possible "children of destiny".
I worked hard to get into the magic academy, but it didn't take much effort to get the answers I wanted. Edward felt like he was dreaming, everything was too unreal.
"I was just dizzy. Edward frowned, "Uncle is mad because he is convinced of Humans and Magic, and Dad is also convinced of the Divine Comedy, so he wants you to find the Child of Destiny." That said, both Dad and Uncle were convinced of Humans and Magic, so why did Dad burn books?"
Dean Sean grabbed the pipe on the table, lit the tobacco leaf, took a puff, and spat out the smoke ring. A shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are very smart, I like you very much, child." β
"Now that they agree on Humans and Magic, what are they arguing about, what are the differences that make brothers go under their own hands?" Edward continued, his mind full of mysteries and the information he had obtained was a bit illogically incomprehensible.
"You'll have to ask them. Dean Sean shrugged.
"I'd like to meet the mural you mentioned. Edward's eyes flickered, "I want to see Schultz." β
"Want to find out if I'm lying?" Sean's fingers tapped lightly on the table, "You're still too young." If I'm lying, do you think Schultz will point it out? You didn't think Schultz was in league with me?"
He was testing me. Damn, I fell into the trap in the first place. He had no evidence to establish that Astran and I were Hausen's children, and told a story that didn't make sense, and as a result, my behavior revealed my identity and that of my brother.
A cold sweat dripped from Edward's face. The two fell into a brief silence.
Edward glanced at the fruit knife on the dean's table out of the corner of his eye, and rushed to the dean's table with lightning speed, grabbed the fruit knife, and stabbed it. His body was blocked by the table and his arms couldn't be stretched longer, and he secretly cast a spell to make the fruit knife longer to compensate for the lack of attack range.
The fruit knife, which did not change in size or length, stopped 10 centimeters in front of the dean's chest. Edward looked at the Fruit Knife in amazement, no matter how much he cast his magic, the iron elemental just ignored him as if he was asleep.
The dean took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Edward indifferently, squeezing his wrist with his left hand.
The Dean's hand was unexpectedly strong, and Edward grinned in pain, he screamed and let go of his hand, and the fruit knife fell to the ground.
"Your intent to attack is too obvious. His eyes scanned the fruit knife and then at my chest. Dean Sean's hand tightened and tightened, and Edward tried to pull his fingers away with his left hand, but they were like pincers.
"I don't have magic, but I do have a strong body. The dean sneered, "In hand-to-hand combat, you have no chance of winning." β
"What the hell are you trying to do? What did you do to Daddy?" Edward yelled, "I don't believe what you say! β
"Well, so you're going to ask Master Akiyama?" Dean Sean smiled contemptuously, "Little ghost, you haven't even been able to tell if you're friend or foe. You ran into my office with your brother, and I covered for you to hide your identity. If I really want to harm you, I can kill you when you go to school. β
Edward was shocked, no matter whether the other party was friend or foe, Sean was right, my brother and I were too reckless.
"You're just not reconciled. You think that Hausen killed Holland, and there is a big conspiracy behind it. As a result, it's too easy to get the truth, and it makes you suspicious. Sean narrowed his eyes, "Do you think that a book that was burned by Hausen will make Haulan crazy and hurt Hausen, and it will be good to publish such a thing? Not to mention that the book also predicts: 'The empire will not be restored for a hundred years.'" 'His Majesty the Emperor didn't cut off our heads?'
Edward was speechless. His mind was guessed by Sean. Yes, he was unwilling, he always thought that his father's killing of his uncle was fake news, and came to the school to find out the truth. As a result, the dean told him that this was the reality: Hausen was a relocide.
"Well, you go on. Edward grinned, "Let go of your hand." β
Sean let go of his hand, looked at Edward who was holding his wrist, and said, "In the town of North County, there was an incident of betrayal by a magician, more than 200 soldiers died, and Hugo killed each other. It's what you know as the 'North County Nightmare'. If the Council of Magic publishes a book like Humans and Magic, do you think the wizarding world will be too peaceful, and the empire will still be too peaceful?"
Edward felt that Sean was right. He asked rhetorically, "Didn't that book get burned?"
That's what Horan told Schultz. Who knows the truth?Maybe Howson burned another literary book?or another manuscript?" Sean pointed to his temple, "Use your brain, what if the ill-intentioned magician thinks Howson has that book?"
"Daddy is still alive?" Edward's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears.
"It's no different from death. Magicians are exempt from the death penalty. Sean tapped his pipe, "He was imprisoned for life and left to fend for himself. Relatives are not allowed to visit. β
Edward smiled, "That means, as long as I can get in there, I can see my father." β
"You're a smart man, you wouldn't come up with such a stupid idea, would you?" Sean put his pipe on the table, "Going there is equivalent to a burial, what about your brother?"
Edward was speechless. He admits that he is too reckless, and no matter what, he is a hot rush.
"So what do you say? I'm going to rescue my father. Edward looked into Sean's eyes, and there was a sharp gaze in the dean's gray pupils.
"Climb up. The Dean looked at the paintings on the wall, "Hausen and Holland formed the Council of Magic, and the power was at its peak. If it weren't for their fratricidal efforts, the Council would have had a seat at the Imperial Council, and the chairman of the Council would have been on an equal footing with the commander of the military department. And not as sloppy as it is now. β
"Politics?" a cold sweat broke out on Edward's back, and the last thing he was comfortable with was facing dignitaries.
"You have to have a voice. Like Buck Browning, his death swayed His Majesty's judgment and determined the fate of the Empire. Sean nodded, "If you want to rescue Hausen, you have to go to the Imperial Council and ask the Emperor to pardon him." I've heard that the current regent, Sebastian, is a good man and reasonable. β
"Then I'll go to Thundercastle now!" Edward stood up.
Sean laughed, "You're naΓ―ve, kid. How old are you? 16 years old? No, you have to mature. Do you think that a young imp who calls himself Howson can meet the Regent? Do you think the Imperial Council will approve of what you have relayed about Humans and Magic? You say that Holland is crazy, and that Howson is doing harm to the Empire, not to seize power and kill relatives, and they will believe it?"
"What do you say, don't play riddles!" Edward huffed, he hated Sean's condescending look.
"You must be strong enough to lead the Council of Magic and take on the Military. Sean's words were like thunder, and Edward couldn't keep his mouth shut, "A child of fate is not necessarily a magician: Buck Browning was not a magician, and the first emperor was not a magician. But you are different, you are the son of the Ten Saints, the Iron Magician. β
"Oops, it scares me to death, Child of Destiny, I can't afford the fate of the Empire. Edward let out a breath and laughed dryly, "Don't be kidding, Lord Dean, how is this possible?" Not to mention, the new ten saints have been elected, and those people in the council are still there, and I, a 16-year-old ghost, will lead the council just because I am the son of Haosen?"
Sean shook his head, "No, kid, you have to be a man." β
"I'm ......," Edward's face burned, "I don't have a girlfriend yet." β
"What are you thinking?" Sean looked serious, "After all, do you want to rescue Howson?"
"Of course!" Edward gritted his teeth, "I think now." β
"Not right now. You've got to be strong, boy. The road is full of thorns, but you have to go down, you have to kill the boy in your heart. Dean Sean pointed to the map on the wall, "Go to the Great Wall." β
"To the Wall?" Edward looked at the map, where Gasgarnik and Tuckers met, a winding line. It was 108,000 miles away from Thunder Castle, and it had nothing to do with entering the Imperial Council.
"The White Demon Cassius was sent to the Great Wall and became the Rangers' vice-captain. In fact, he's the only person in the world who can teach you iron magic. Dean Sean nodded, "Kathieu Jon, who entered the Academy of Magic at the age of 18, graduated with white robes and was an intermediate swordsman. I say unceremoniously that if you learn from him, you will progress faster than from Instructor William, and you will be able to hone your magic better. How?"
Edward suddenly felt that the blood in his body was boiling, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he laughed: "My blood is already boiling, Iron Mage Edward, and White Demon Cassiu, such a combination, I want to go now." β
"Remember, kill the boy in your heart and become a man. Sean nodded.
"Brother!" Astrand's round face appeared in front of Edward, and he nudged Edward, "What are you thinking?
"Listen, Astrand, I'm going to the Wall. Edward opened his eyes and came back from the memory. My brother must have eaten it again recently, otherwise his face wouldn't be so round. Edward's nose soured at the thought of separating from his brother.
"You're leaving? What should I do? What should Dad do?" Astraan's face turned white.
"The Dean said I had to go to the Great Wall and learn iron magic from Master Cassius, who was the only person in the world who could teach me iron magic. Edward gritted his teeth, he couldn't tell his brother the whole truth.
"Don't, don't leave me!" Astran cried.
Edward hugged his brother and touched his brother's head, his heart was about to be flooded, he also wanted to cry, the embankment in his heart was almost unable to stop the tears. You're going to have to kill the boy in your heart. Yes, men do not shed tears easily.
"Listen, only when we are strong can we do more, protect ourselves, and find out the truth. Edward whispered to his brother, "Temporary, respectively. I'm going to study at the Great Wall, you can try other elements. β
When Edward left, several of the girls, Zoya, Alice, and Avril, all cried. Arthur also came and gave Edward a big hug.
Edward bit his lip to keep them from seeing the tears flow. In fact, he was skeptical of Sean's words. But Sean was right, he could do more if he became stronger.
Perhaps then, in his capacity as president of the Council of Magic, he will go to see Hausen.