In a richly decorated conference room, dozens of people sat around a huge round table arguing about something, and it was clear from their attire that among them were generals, nobles, civil officials, wizards, and young queens.

However, the strange thing is that they all maintained their posture motionlessly, not only people, not even the flame of the candle flickered in the slightest, and even the splash of water from a somewhat obese minister who knocked over the teacup on the table in anger remained in the air, never falling.

And as strange as the surrounding background is, all the characters, all the objects, are composed of only black and white, as if the picture was frozen in a silent old movie of the early 20th century.

Suddenly, the closed door to the conference room opened, and the time in the room that had stood still for a long time began to move forward in an instant.

"Shut up, Lambostan! Since Her Majesty the Queen has summoned you here late at night, it must be a matter of urgency. The fat minister said, and the tea, which had been in the air for a long time, finally fell, splashing his right hand. When the waiter behind him saw it, he quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it dry.

And the middle-aged nobleman opposite him, who seemed to be the one he called Rambostan, turned his head to face the young woman sitting on the throne, and sneered: "Then please tell Your Majesty the Queen, what is the reason for you to summon us late at night and wait for an hour." ”

Although he used such humble words as "majesty" and "subordinates", everyone present knew that the tone of the Marquis of Lambstein did not reveal much respect for the royal family.

The too young queen only ascended the throne last year, and she has not yet been able to subdue most of the nobles present, so the nobles who were "innocent" and disturbed their "nightlife" are extremely "indignant", especially after being here for so long, they don't know why they were suddenly summoned.

In this noisy environment, only two people seemed out of place, Verne and Gruberou, and they stood there silently, motionless, without a guard coming up to ask who they were? Why here? There were no attendants who came to arrange for them to be seated.

Verne and Grubélu watched in silence, watching everyone's every move, watching the young queen face the attacks of the nobles, watching the fat minister try to defend the queen.

But they remained indifferent, not because they were callous and hard-hearted, but because they both knew that it was just someone's memory, like the memory of the sentinel before them, and that the past had happened.

Just like the town that may have been ruined, they are powerless to change this qiē, at least not in memory. So they just quietly observe, trying to find that "truth".

At this time, they saw that the young queen suddenly swept away her uneasy expression and looked at the door, and the Marquis of Lambbostein, who was ignored, became obviously annoyed: "Your Majesty, your ...... relief"

Before the Marquis of Lambbostein could finish his sentence, he was struck by a magic spell and flew diagonally against the wall, but fortunately he cast a protective charm on himself in the middle of the process to prevent him from knocking him unconscious.

The scene immediately became quiet, and even the queen was a little surprised, although she knew that Osman was an extremely powerful magician, she had never seen this sleek old wizard dare to be so ruthless in front of a powerful marquis.

"Osman! Do you want to start a civil war? The war between the Lambestan Collar and the Academy of Magic! The Marquis de Lambbostein struggled to his feet, holding on to the wall.

Ignoring the Marquis's threat, Headmaster Osman first gave the queen a mage salute, and after receiving the queen's salute in return, Headmaster Osman looked around at the nobles and nodded to the fat official.

As soon as the latter showed a reassuring expression, he heard a question from President Osman: "Your Excellency, Minister of Military Aircraft, do you remember the content of Article 33 of the Magna Carta?" ”

"His Majesty the King has the right to summon a council of nobles during the war, and punish councillors who disobey orders, even with death!" Although the fat minister didn't know why, he reflexively replied immediately, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly understood.

"Osmanqing, do you mean?" The queen and everyone present clearly understood, but they all had expressions of disbelief.

In the end, Principal Osman turned to the Marquis of Lambostein, and the other party was already white: "The war has begun, Lord Marquis." ”

The tone of lamentation makes it impossible to tell whether Osman is sarcastic, or pity him, or pity everyone present or absent.

"No, it can't be! With those guys in Middle-earth, how could they tolerate someone breaking the precepts set by the ancestors! Anyone who dares to do so will inevitably be besieged by Middle-earth and other countries! That foolish king of Golia hasn't been dead for long! Marquis Lambstein screamed.

Verne frowned slightly, the word "Middle-earth" had not been used for many years, and it was still the name of Europa in the era of ancient mythology. As for what exactly the "precepts of the first ancestors" were, both Verne and Gruberou were confused.

[Looks like I'm going to pay a visit to Professor Binns when I get back.] Verne thought.

Then he and Gruberu saw Headmaster Osman open his mouth again: "Not within us, this time it's the crusaders of the Catholic Church. ”

After saying that, Osman opened the left hand that he had been clenching, and after receiving the replenishment of magic, the originally tiny soul fire burned again. From the flames, people could see the scene before the town was under siege.

"I've just checked in person, the port of Himeste has fallen, and no one has survived, except for a few children who were desperately sent away by the mayor and the mage left behind."

The world of memory began to blur a little, and Verne and Gruberu saw that everyone was arguing again, but it was different from the previous attack on each other.

"Order the Magic Guardians, the First and Second Knights of the State to assemble urgently."

"Your Majesty, you should immediately contact the new king of Golia and ask them to send troops to support."

"The City of Water! Why didn't they give early warning when they were monitoring the seas? Why haven't I heard from them yet? ”

"Wait, why did the Holy See find here?"

"Your Majesty, the City of Water is very likely to ......"

"陛xià......"

"Majesty!" ……

The surrounding scene was completely gone, and Verne and Gruberou were alone in the void.

PS1: Thank you for the reward from the "Dongfeng Xiaopo" classmates, in other words, did you really win the lottery? In addition, the classmate of "Ouch, I'll go" privately named you the "Governor of the Water Army" and ordered you to build a 100-story sign-in water building. A post of water every day, or something, it's also very annoying to add private refinement~ Is it good to let private be lazy~

PS2: Thank you for the question from Akiko Nishio, and then Tiramisu 0o-san, Professor Mowen's full book J Egami.

PS3: Thank you for the number 9 classmates, the world classmates (your name is so long), the flowers Jingmei classmates, the Z traceability classmates, the wine curtain classmates, the frame I classmates, and the Shi Yunlong classmates for their recommendation votes. Thank you all for your support!