The crowd looked at Olaser in astonishment, who would have thought that at the moment when the dust settled, the chief monk, who seemed to have been forgotten in the corner, would throw out such an earth-shattering sentence, just like a bird of prey suddenly breaking into the surface of a lake where schools of fish gathered, stirring up a wave of confusion and confusion. [Latest chapter reading.]

Immediately, many playful eyes were fixed on the faces of Mavis and Naorasser, wandering between the two.

Olaser didn't say anything sooner or later, but only spoke after Mayvis had accepted Alexander, which seemed to be a bit of a deliberate attempt to target the head friar.

To the surprise of most people, the usually vigorous and resolute female knight was unexpectedly calm at the moment, and except for a slight flash of surprise in the depths of her eyes when she first heard these words, she barely said anything, but instead put away her sword and sat back in her seat, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

Rust Priests' minds were in turmoil from the moment Olaser spoke, they never expected that things would change like this, in addition to doubts and panic, the rest was the worry about their seemingly slim fate, after all, when he was about to climb to the peak of success, he actually fell with a foot, and no one could bear it, and at the same time, a kind of resentment at being deceived swelled in his heart, and infinite remorse.

And Alexander stood there silently, his face did not have any waves, as usual.

Dean Lance leaned back in his seat lazily, a glint in his eyes and a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth.

Mogowarts frowned slightly, his silk gloved fingers twitching slightly, as if speculating on the information behind the insider.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and everyone wondered in their hearts that if the old mage had not been stupid because of his age, then who was the real hero?

"The world is easily deceived by the glitzy reflection on the water, but the real side is often hidden at the bottom of the deepest lake," said Olaser to his feet, though old. But the tall figure was extremely oppressive, and when he said this, the voice of the flood echoed through the hall, and the staff in his hand also slammed down the steps, and the magic crystal at the top emitted a brilliant blue light, which added some convincing power to his previous statement.

Mogowatts pondered for a moment. A charming smile returned to his face, and he sighed slightly, "If the truth is as Lord Orathor said, it is indeed a scandal that has tarnished the glory of the Lord, but sharp words are no substitute for the truth, so I ask you to show strong evidence." ”

In fact, since Olaser has already stood up, it means that he is very confident, so this remark seems to be on a fair standpoint on the surface. But in fact, it only played a role in fueling the fire.

"Of course, I have a way of confirming all this. Orather's white eyebrows twitched, as if everything was in his hands, and he waved his wide mage robe, took two steps forward, looked around the audience, and said aloud: "But only before that, I want to say that Knight Alexander did not steal this credit. It was the monk who deliberately transferred this seemingly glorious glory to him like a lowly merchant's deal......"

A mocking laugh rang out in the hall, and Knight Mayvis finally caught the flaw and fought back, she sneered, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that this monk gave the credit to Knight Alexander after killing the enemy?"

"No, I don't think it's ridiculous at all," said Olasser, with a serious expression, "why doesn't Brother Mayvis imagine that if such a thing really happened, then for what purpose this man had?"

The other two chief monks all looked thoughtful. Apparently they sensed that Olaser was not out of purpose.

"I think there are two possibilities," said Olasser, glancing at Alexander, who was standing at the foot of the stairs in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "The first possibility is either that this person is a virtuous man who does not want to make his name known, and the second is ......" He paused and said in a somewhat more aggravated tone, "The worst scenario, this man." It is likely that the Black Dragon Sect is our internal response here. ”

His words shocked the audience, and everyone turned their heads and ears, and there was a commotion below.

With a sad expression, he said in a deep voice, "I hope that the truth is the former case, so that the monk's character is enough to be an example and a model for mankind. But what if it's the latter?" the muscles in his cheeks tensed. "That's too serious, and all our plans and arrangements may be clearly exposed to the eyes of the enemy we are about to face." Or, more seriously......"

Mei Weisi showed a look of serious consideration, she finally shook her head, and said: "It is estimated that according to your latter inference, then this person has made so many efforts and can become a hero himself, why give up the glory to the Alexander knight and go around such a big ***?"

Na Olaser sneered, raised his eyebrows and said: "That's the cunning of this person, if he becomes a hero on the bright side, exposed to the sun, then every move will be watched by countless people, how can he do his own small actions? ”

The faces of the chief monks were gloomy, because they thought that the spy theory was indeed possible, so did the death of Brother Midler have anything to do with this person?

Olaser walked down the steps step by step, and slowly walked in front of Alexander, who gazed at the latter like a respected elder, and then said in a solemn tone: "Knight Alexander, please tell me about the man who instigated you to become a hero, I suspect that there may be a conspiracy behind this." Alexander was silent, neither admitting nor denying it, in fact, in the eyes of everyone, his appearance was tantamount to acquiescing in the existence of that person.

"Proof?" said to himself, Olaser smiled indifferently, took out a scroll from his sleeve, held it high, and then spun around, and said in a loud voice, "This is a time travel scroll, just take a normal metal object, you will be able to repeat the past events that happened around it." ”

When he said this, the three chief monks had their own distinctive expressions, the corners of Deanlance's mouth tugged, and Mogowarts's slender eyebrows slightly converged towards the center of the eyebrows, and Mayvis's eyes widened suddenly, and they all had one thought in their hearts: since you have this scroll, why don't you find out who killed Brother Midler, because since that person can kill him, he can also pose a threat to our lives.

You should be able to tell which of the two things is more important, right?

None of them, however, could say this, for in the minds of the people, Brother Midler had only left because of something, and not because he had died of murder.

In fact, the magic of going back in time is not as powerful as Olaser said, and as time goes by, the more difficult it is to re-enact the events that take place, and it is often just a few broken fragments, but most of the people present have only heard of this magic, but have never seen it, so it is natural to think that this is a clever spell that can perfectly reproduce yesterday's scene. "When I open this scroll, everything will be irreparable, and the truth will be revealed to you, but I still want to give the young Alexander Knight a chance," said Olaser, whose expression was full of tolerance and pity, "Please tell us who he is! Tell us his name!" Of course, he knew the flaws of the spell, so he didn't want to use this method until the end, but tried to find a way to shake Alexander's mind.

Alexander remained silent, his expression faint, as if the person being questioned was not himself.

"Actually, if you don't say it, I can also tell who that person is. Olaser sighed slightly, as if sorry for the other party's lack of understanding of his good intentions, turned to face the others, raised his staff, and said loudly: "My lords, apart from the seafarers and the subordinates, only two monks survived, one of them was the knight of Alexander, and the other was ...... Needless to say, there are many noble monks who can guess who he is, and perhaps many of us have rubbed shoulders with him. ”

At this time, Daphne's jade face changed slightly, she seemed to think of something, and a figure suddenly appeared in her heart, she bit her lower lip, and couldn't help but turn her head to look in one direction, her eyes were full of questions and worries.

"Who can in a man's life not make mistakes?, however, as long as it is used to admit that this man is still worthy of the title of brave, and the splendor of his humanity is still bright. Olaser continued to speak bitterly, and in philosopherical language, he persuaded Alexander to say the name behind him, and said, "Now, allow me to ask again, Knight Alexander, we give you this opportunity, please say the name of that man!" By the end, his tone was extremely harsh, as if he was about to say the final sentence.

"No more questions, I'm the one. ”

With a quiet but calm voice, a man slowly stood up at the back of the council.