"The so-called 'Mithril'... It is not, as the ignorant claim, something that 'purifies the void and magic', but on the contrary, it is the only being that manifests in both worlds at the same time, perfectly carrying the power of the void. ”

In the dark and gloomy pit, the cold words of Farnesis sounded faintly.

"That's why magic... This void power's means of deceiving the material world will have nothing to hide in front of it, and only those who truly understand it can understand what this matter means. ”

"The fanatics of the Dragon Kingdom were the first to discover this - with the power gained through the transformation of void and matter, almost the fate of the entire world was in their hands.

In mortal form... Beyond the gods. ”

Stroking the rugged rock face, the figure of Farnesis walked step by step to the deepest part of the tunnel:

"The dwarves were treated with a well-established hierarchy and brainwashing, and the high level of engineering and mechanical craftsmanship ensured an advantage over the 'inferior knowledge' of the human race. ”

"This is what the 'gods' originally arranged for the world: mechanically obsessed dwarves will not inquire into the truth of the world, and humans with a rudimentary knowledge system will never be able to match them because of the lack of sufficient Mithril mines. ”

"Only Nidhogg is at the top of the world. ”

The black-haired wizard looked at his back with a complicated gaze, and Lusen silently supported him, the wound on his shoulder constantly tugging at the pain nerves to keep him awake:

"You say... Initially?"

"That's right, initially. Fanesis, who was facing back, slowly looked back, and the eyes of the eagle and the wolf Gu and the sneer at the corner of his mouth made the two of them feel cold in their hearts at the same time:

"That's because they've found a better solution. ”

Turning around, under the dim light, the cold rock wall appeared in front of everyone.

Loren's pupils constricted.

This wall, no... It was the entire space around it, which had been completely eroded by the void.

Farnesis raised his right hand and pressed it solemnly against the cold rock wall.

In the next second, the scene changed suddenly!

"Boom ——!!!!"

The dark tunnel fell apart in an instant, shivering violently like a rapidly receding tide.

Dust and gravel continued to fall from the pit overhead, and the trembling and loud noises grew louder, clearer, and more intense!

But the eyes of the three of them were fixed on the empty wall from beginning to end.

Knock ——!

With a muffled thud, the roar came to an abrupt end.

A door appeared in front of Loren.

It's exactly the same as the entrance to the Dragonlord's Tower.

The black-haired wizard, whose mind was blank, took five seconds to return to normal.

Farnesis glanced at him coldly, and slowly walked through the door.

"Lord Loren, I ......"

"Lusen, you stay outside. Stretching out his hand to stop the gray-eyed young man who was still about to say something, the pale Loren smiled reluctantly: "Don't worry, he still needs to find me now, and he won't kill me so easily." ”

"Of course, even if he wants to... I wouldn't die that easily. ”

Frowning, Lusen was clearly still uneasy.

"Listen up, Luceen... Your most important task now is to guard this door and watch a little bit of the Knights of Oath. Loren said in a deep voice:

"Although this guy is troublesome, he is the key to fighting the Farnesis... He will not die until Phanescis is defeated. ”

The gray-eyed boy hung his head expressionlessly, did not speak, and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and the black-haired wizard with a long sigh turned around and walked in the direction of the gate.

The moment he walked through the door, Loren subconsciously tensed his nerves, and the next second, he opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is endless darkness.

In addition to the empty room, several stone tablets of various sizes, a long stone table and chairs... Nothing.

"How... Do you think they're stupid enough to leave any clues and let their grand plans fall short?"

Fanenscist's sharp sarcasm came from the front:

"Use your brain, the truth of 'history' is in this room, aren't you the best at finding clues in the subtleties, Loren Turin?"

The black-haired wizard avoided Farnesis' gaze and turned his gaze to the stone tablets of various sizes.

These steles... Is this the original scripture, or is it an ancient rune?

Both are somewhat similar, but not identical.

After leaving Dragon King, Loren had consulted Isaac about some old scriptures, but he had only learned a few words and numbers, and it was not enough to decipher long sentences into paragraphs.

He could only roughly see that the words on the stele seemed to be something similar to the "guest list" and "timetable".

In addition to the words on the stele in front of him, Loren also found other clues.

Fanecis.

From the beginning of the 'truth', as well as finding this room, and leaving yourself alone to discover certain important, crucial clues......

Why? If you want to change the Chalice of the Nine-Pointed Star, just tell yourself or put up the evidence... With such trouble, can a seriously injured and dying self still have the right to doubt or disagree?

Then there is only one plausible explanation left... For some reason, Fanecis knew more about the secrets of the Dragon Kingdom than he knew about the past of the Dragon Kingdom, and it was likely that he knew about the existence of this room under the fortress of Silverhelm Mountain from the beginning.

However, he didn't know anything about a secret hidden in this room, and this secret was crucial.

No, it's not true... There is fraud here.

"How?" said Far......nesis, coldly, "does your proud cool head and rational mind tell you the answer?"

With a long sigh, Loren suddenly turned around and looked directly into Fanes' eyes, frowning: "What kind of test is this?"

Farnesis raised his chin slightly, his gaze indifferent.

"Are you suspicious of me?"

"No, no, no, I don't, it's just that you're acting like I'm trying to prove that I'm still useful to you — I accept cooperation, but I'm not at the mercy of others. Loren stared at him and replied unceremoniously:

"I am not suspicious of you, Lord Farnesis, but I am convinced that you... Didn't tell me the truth. ”

As soon as the words fell, a cold killing intent rushed to his face.

He wants to kill me?!

The black-haired wizard, almost instinctively, fell to one knee with his body half-hunched, his left hand behind his back, and the "Bright Silver" in his right hand in front of him.

And then... Nothing happened.

"Sure enough. ”

Farnesis, who was still standing in place, curled the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and looked at the black-haired wizard who had hidden behind the stone table with disdain:

"Loren Turin... The injuries on your body are fake, but they have already healed. ”

Cold sweat slid down his forehead and cheeks, looking at the eyes that stared at him, Loren, who was smiling bitterly, slowly got up, pretending to hide the bright silver on his body "inadvertently", leaving no trace.

Bad luck.

"Now......" Phanesis stared at him motionlessly, and said lightly:

"Sincerity?"

Shrugging helplessly, Loren, who turned around, quickly swept around the room:

"First of all, the design style of this room... Although it is much simpler, it can still be seen that it is very similar to Nidhogg's architecture, and even identical;

In addition, this space has been severely eroded by the void, and there is no wear and tear and no dust on the stone tablet, but referring to the Dragon King City and the Dragon King Tower, the approximate time can still be judged from the erosion level;

And then there's the order of the steles... The wizards of the Dragon Kingdom believe in top-down, left-to-right order, but the steles are arranged in a very messy manner......" Loren sighed, got up from the stele with a frown, and snapped his fingers lightly:

"And then there's the ...... over our heads"

"I don't want to know what's on top of my head. Farnesis interrupted him abruptly, and his tone was very unkind: "What's the point of knowing this... Loren Torino, you don't think you're trying to stall for time, are you?"

Sure enough, the words on the stele are the key.

I guessed it.

"On the contrary, these are the key!" Loren showed a solemn expression without pretentiousness, and his tone was extremely serious:

"This room is clearly a council room, where the wizards of Nidhogg have discussed something very important;

In other words... As long as we know the approximate time of the room's birth, and refer to the date when the dwarves first 'discovered' Mithril, we can deduce which decision they might have made here!"

A look of astonishment flashed across Fanescis's face, and his complicated gaze seemed thoughtful.

"The dwarf Boris Mihailo, who was killed by you, once mentioned that the ninth orbit was excavated in search of 'Mithril', and the place where we stood was the place where Mithril was first born;" Loren said lightly:

"Assuming he's not lying, the history of this room may date back to a time when the wizards of Niederhogg were just emerging and were not strong enough in size and strength, but the dwarves were already under Niederhogg's control before that, so ......"

Wait a minute... Loren was stunned for a moment.

According to this theory, the wizards of Niedhogg were just beginning to rise to prominence, balancing, sanctioning, and even controlling the entire world... It's not something they can do yet.

So all this planning didn't start by wizards, but by the royal family of the Dragon Kingdom?

The sorcerers of the Dragonlord's Tower have mentioned that they are torn apart by their separation from the people at the bottom, by sticking too much to the old system.

What was it that made them change their minds, stop maintaining the balance, and start the Holy Cross project?

Unless...... They found a better solution.

Loren woke up suddenly, remembering what Farnesis had said the moment he stepped into the room.

What could be a better and more reasonable system than "slavery" in a world controlled by slave owners?

Of course, it will not be broken, and the slavery system will not be destroyed because of the resistance of the people at the bottom.

A "kingdom" that is as stable as a rock, completely solidified between the two classes, and where there is no possibility of resistance, or even "the world".

People living in this world can be fed and clothed, they can pursue their dreams, they can make their lives better, and they can enjoy everything they can imagine.

The premise is... They will never be able to rebel against those who rule them.

Always with longing, awe, humility, and fear.

Deified bloodline, transcendent worship, rulers who have no possibility of rebellion.

"Hehe... Heha......" With a flutter, Loren couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are you laughing......" Farnes said coldly, "all understood?"

The black-haired wizard who turned around looked at him with a smile and said lightly, "That's right, I understand everything. ”

"No, it's not... You just said that you couldn't read the original scriptures above. ”

"That's right, because it's not the original text at all—I'm afraid it's some older text, and given that the original text comes from the language of Nidhogg, I can only guess that it's probably some kind of 'Nidhogg' that is even older than the original text. ”

"But I understand it all, Fanecis big... No, not the name. As soon as the words changed, Loren, who was squinting, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a withered description:

"It should be called the great 'Black Cross', and the Serol Master is the real Farnesis, and his consciousness has probably been wiped out in the process of 'resurrection' again and again. ”

"The evidence... It's you who say it's the original text. Loren said categorically: "The subject of consciousness is memory, and if Fanecis were still alive, he would definitely point out my mistake at the first time!"

As the words fell, the empty room was quiet.

Boom ————!!!!

Like a loud explosion in his ears, the black-haired wizard who suddenly ringed in his ears raised his head in astonishment, and suddenly trembled from head to toe.

A huge sense of oppression... It's like being targeted by a fierce beast hiding in the deep sea.

Can't move!

“... Those who pretend to be clever always die on their own cleverness..."

Farnessc... Seliol's words were cold, and the voice did not come from his chest or throat!

“... I always keep you alive, not because of the nine-pointed star chalice in your hand, nor because of your so-called 'cleverness', but because your body is a hundred times stronger than this broken puppet..."

What's the situation, it's true this time?!

I just wanted to cheat the cliché, but I really guessed it?!

Loren, who gritted his teeth, blushed, but found that he couldn't even pronounce a note.

“... My original plan was to leave you last, but to erase you now may make my plans a little less variable..."

Seliol, whose eyes were distracted, raised his right hand and aimed it at the black-haired wizard's body, shaking it out of thin air.

"Boom ——!!!!"

Plasma splattered and rushed to the face.

Loren, whose face was red with blood, looked at the pool of flesh on the ground in astonishment, and the viscous plasma almost covered most of the room.

"Ahh Sorry, this is the only thing that can't. ”

White and blonde hair, neat and delicate red and black dress, standing straight like a little gentleman, with the index finger of his left hand raised and his right hand behind his back.

With a smile that warmed people's hearts, the young man's scarlet eyes winked at Serol, whose face was extremely unsightly:

"I'm not going to let you hurt my friend... Absolutely not. ”