The wind in the desert is tangible, and the shape of the sand and gravel that the wind sweeps over the sand dunes is its shape.

Makhazar-Ishf's deep-seated eagle eyes looked at the sand dunes, the wisps of wind, whirling, carrying away layers of sand and dust. The scorching sun was blazing the desert, and the white walls of Cuestak in the distance were glowing in the sun, and the ancient king looked like a dry skeleton in the middle of the desert.

After being patronized by the vultures, all that is left is a craggy skeleton - at least in the eyes of these habitual bandits. But beneath the dry bones are endless riches and legends, beautiful women, beautiful palaces, and everything they desire and go crazy for.

But alas, they can only dream of such crazy scenes in their dreams—like the old legend, the emerald dark star engulfs everything, and the earth is plunged into the apocalypse.

It's just that the end hasn't come yet, and the indulgent people will go crazy first.

Several sand thieves rode on the sand lizards, the tall, muscular creatures endemic to the desert, like all theropod sauriformes, standing on two legs, with sharp claws on their toes, rows of glossy courtship feathers on their backs, and rows of dagger-like teeth peeking out from their gaping beaks.

These are the horses of the desert people, and unlike balgos, who are gentle beasts of burden, they are born to fight, coming and going like the wind, as if they were born to match the lives of the sand pirates. In contrast, Bein's Sand Knights prefer to use the Earth Dragon, which is much larger and takes on the heavy armor of the knights.

Several riders came to the top of the dunes and stood side by side with the king of sand thieves, who had been friends for many years, so Makhazar Ishf didn't care about such an 'offense' either. In other words, as a legend in the desert, a ruthless character who can stop children crying at night, and the person who really dares to challenge his authority has not yet been born.

He wore a taupe robe with a turban around his head, and his face was dark, with several deep scars on his face, which added to his cruelty. The king of the sand thieves was holding his scimitar in one hand, standing like a javelin on the back of the sand lizard, his lips tightly pursed into a line, and on his shoulder stood a tea falcon, a common bird of prey in the desert.

His dark brown gaze looked quietly into the distance.

Time is running out.

He only seeks money and wealth, power and status, wine and women, but if there is an opportunity to put a fire here-

The eyes of the king of sand thieves flashed with a cruel and bloodthirsty light, and in the depths of his eyes, it seemed that the sky-high fire was already reflected—the flames were blazing, the palace was collapsing, the women were screaming and crying, and the gold and silver jewels were reflected in the firelight, which was heartwarming.

Makhazar Ishf stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, which were somewhat dry and chapped.

……

Ye Hua was not found, and although Fang Yu was a little disappointed, he could only accept this result.

He thanked the Southern Alliance Elector before preparing to leave with Luo Yu and the box. Before he could take a few steps, a middle-aged man with frosted temples suddenly appeared in front of the two of them and said to them, "You really want to know what happened ten years ago? ”

When Fang Yu heard this voice, he immediately looked at the other party in a daze: "It's you!" He almost cried out - the middle-aged man in front of him was dressed in a gray alchemist coat, the velvet cloth looked gray, one hand was wearing a metal glove, and there was a strange tattoo on the right side of the neck above the collar - the face was serious, and the eyes were deep, giving the impression of two sharp swords.

He had seen this man in Tansnir, and it was the 'wandering alchemist' who had taken away the Inhandz Type IV in the Sand Lodge, and the other party dared to appear in this place, Cuestak, the royal capital of Istania, under the nose of the Sand King.

Fang Yu pressed one hand on the crystal on his chest, almost subconsciously summoning the flexible structure. But he watched the middle-aged man stand motionless in front of him, only looking at himself calmly, and suddenly the movement of his hand slowed down, hovering an inch above the crystal, and finally slowly lowered his hand again, and gave up the thought.

He looked at the Electr, who was a little surprised, and then at the latter, and understood something.

"You guys?"

"It's a partnership."

Fang Yu's two eyebrows furrowed, this 'wandering alchemist' in front of him and Ye Hua are also allies of the Southern Alliance? So he should also be considered a man on the side of the Sand King Barbartan? The logic he had established before couldn't help but be a little confusing at this moment, Princess Celestia claimed that the wandering alchemist had a close relationship with the murder of her mother, and even participated in the attack that day-

And at this moment, this person appeared in the camp of the Sand King Babartan, does it mean that the attack ten years ago was really not as simple as imagined? The King of Sand may have some deeper reason for the house arrest of the eldest princess, and the answer that was gradually becoming clear was now sinking into darkness again in Fang Yuan's heart.

But the other party seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "I guess you must think that a group of wandering alchemists attacked the princess ten years ago, and I am one of them. ”

Fang Yu looked at each other a little stunned.

The middle-aged man looked at the movements of his hand and couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "Actually, it's not surprising that there is this idea, because someone is deliberately guiding such a result, this trick has never changed over the years." I don't even have to look for clues to guess—"

Fang Yu was a little stunned when he heard it for a while.

Who is leading such an outcome?

Whose trick are you talking about?

But he understood at least one thing. After thinking for a moment, Fang Yu raised his head and asked, "You want to tell me that you are not a wandering alchemist ten years ago, but how do you know how Her Royal Highness the Celestial Princess thinks of all this, and what are you trying to prove when you tell me this?" ”

He asked several questions in a row.

But the middle-aged man didn't answer any of them, but only asked, "Do you really want to know all this?" ”

This is almost the second time he has asked this question. Fang Yu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered that he had come to find the whereabouts of Afifa, but somehow, as if a ghost had sent a god, a strange thought arose in his heart at this moment - since he arrived in Tansnir, all kinds of incidents have come one after another, but behind them, all of them are related to the attack ten years ago.

Afifa will not disappear for no reason, there must be someone behind this. The attacks of a decade ago may seem unrelated to what is happening now, but perhaps, they are being linked together through a potential connection. Beneath the superficial clutter of clues, there must be an invisible thread lurking.

The corner of the missing clue may be hidden in the lost plate of the past story-

He had a strong desire in his heart to find some unknown clues from that story. And those clues may be the last fragment of his insight, but the premise is that he must figure out what the motives of the person in front of him are.

He hadn't forgotten the battle at Tansnir Shah's Lodge, which looked like he was still on the wanted list of the Xingmen Harbor military. Such a person, he naturally can't be gullible.

But he finally nodded slightly.

The other party stepped aside slightly, making way for a passage and motioning for him to enter. Fang Yu looked at the entrance of the black cave wine house, and for a moment he had an illusion, as if there was some kind of demon cave like a sword mountain and a sea of fire behind it. But the illusion quickly faded like a tide, and he took a breath and walked forward.

The back box and Luo Yu glanced at each other, the latter was slightly worried, but the former followed indifferently.

The middle-aged man didn't let Fang Yu walk in front, but led the way in front.

And after entering, it was just an ordinary hall, there were no hundreds of axe men who were ambushed left and right in Fang Yuan's imagination - the light in the hall was bright, no different from what he had seen a few days ago, and there were many guests, and the departure of the King of Sand and the plain disappearance of a young girl did not seem to have any direct impact on this ancient royal city.

People are still living their lives as before, and the dust that passes through the undulating rays of the sun seems to seal every day of this ancient city – day after day, and not much has changed. It's just an undercurrent that people can't detect, but it's still surging forward, shaping and driving the future of this land of sand little by little.

After walking for a while, the middle-aged man's voice came from the front:

"Barbartan had been investigating the death of the princess ten years ago, when the eldest princess was still a minor, and the little princess was still in her infancy. These things investigated by Her Royal Highness the princess are nothing in the eyes of that man, of course, she is also very good, and she may be able to get closer in the future, but His Majesty the King of Sand may not be able to wait......"

He turned around and looked at Fang Yu with dark brown eyes: "You are working for the eldest princess, and you have been known to the Supreme in the Deep Palace from the beginning, but it may have taken some more time to find out your origins." You should be clear about the position of Ye Hua and Governor Bein, and it is not surprising that they learned this news. ”

"I have a good personal relationship with Ye Hua, and it's not surprising that he told me this-"

"Do they know that you snatched the Inlands Type IV from the Sand Lodge?"

The middle-aged man turned around again, and at the same time asked rhetorically, "So does Su Changfeng know what you are doing in Bein?" ”

"That's your first move, and we have no choice but to do it."

"Who isn't?"

The two walked out of the hall and into the courtyard at the back, and the middle-aged man looked at the aisle in front of him and said, "I have a tool to take advantage of, and I have to do it in order to achieve some purpose." If you think I've violated the Stargate Declaration, that's okay - I'm wanted by the people of Stargate anyway, aren't they? ”

Fang Yu suddenly reacted: "Do you know Su Changfeng?" ”

The middle-aged man did not answer.

His heart moved slightly, looked at the other party's back, and then asked, "You are the one who is called." ”

The other party was still silent.

But not answering, it also means acquiescing to this possibility.

In fact, Fang Yu had already seen this, and he suddenly realized, how could Xingmen Harbor want some aborigines for no reason? Then there is only one possibility, these wandering alchemists were originally the Electors - but the idea was even more shocking than it was originally to him.

The middle-aged man in front of him was at least forty or fifty years old, and generally speaking, after the caller was thirty-five years old, his strength would be greatly degraded due to the fact that he was in tune with the glow substance, but he had personally experienced the battle with the other party, and in that battle, the strength shown by the other party was at least at the top level of the first world.

If this is the strength after degradation, how strong is it before degradation?

Ten kings, I'm afraid it won't reach this level, right?

At this time, the middle-aged man said as he walked: "As a wanted criminal, you can also choose not to believe what I say - in fact, you can choose to listen or not to listen. But the story itself doesn't really have much to do with me, if you think I'm explaining something to you, but you just have to listen to it and understand. ”

"About the attack ten years ago?" Fang Yu asked.

The middle-aged man nodded.

He paused for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and after a long while, he said again: "When you came to Ye Hua that day, I was actually listening to it, and you talked about that notebook at that time, but Ye Hua didn't tell you the origin of that notebook - in fact, he knew, as for not telling you, do you know why?" ”

Without waiting for Fang Yu to speak, the middle-aged man continued: "Probably because he doesn't want you to get involved in such a matter, ten years ago, about the seventh ban, about what happened to the royal family of Cowlin and the royal family of Istanya at that time, and your involvement in the dispute between the king of sand, Babaltan and the eldest princess, in his opinion, it was a little too deep. ”

"As a Chosen One—no, you should be a qualified Chosen One, and he certainly doesn't want you to violate the Stargate Declaration, and that's probably the biggest difference between me and him." The middle-aged man turned around again: "Your name is Ed, right, the same name as the great alchemist in history." Let me ask you a question, do you think rules are important, or is justice important? ”

Fang Yu was immediately stunned.

Rules and justice, but isn't the Stargate Declaration justice among the Elect?

Seeing his thoughts, the middle-aged man smiled: "The Stargate Declaration is a kind of progress, but the integration and mutual influence between the two worlds have been decided from the moment the Stargate opened. And this relationship is destined to become closer and closer, and in the way of artificially drawing boundaries, one day it will usher in new troubles. The "Stargate Declaration" only constrained the year, but how could it decide everything now, everything in the Battle of Byrne thirteen years ago has already explained many problems. ”

"In the era when the Stargate Declaration was signed, only earthlings could go to Aitalia, but the situation that Aitarians could go to Earth, can the Stargate Declaration foresee?"

"The interaction between the two worlds has become an irreversible process, unless the stargate closes again. Under these circumstances, it is an anachronism for the Elect to try to be themselves within the framework of the Stars Gate Declaration of the past—or to pretend to be high. ”

Fang Yu listened to these words silently.

This kind of remarks is actually not new, and there are frequent such unconventional voices in the community. To be honest, he didn't quite agree with that, or rather, he didn't quite agree with the other person's behavior. The Stargate Declaration, signed half a century ago, may have been somewhat anachronistic, but that doesn't mean that etiquette has broken down now, and people are free to act according to their own standards.

Just like the 'wandering alchemist' in front of him, no matter what the other party's words were, he couldn't make Fang Yu feel that the other party's actions in the sand house were correct.

The middle-aged man carefully observed the change in his expression, and understood that the answer in this young man's heart was not the same as his own. But he didn't care, he only said: "It seems that you don't agree with what I said, but you don't seem to agree with Ye Hua's ideas very much, this is very good, young people should have their own ideas." ”

He looked ahead and replied lightly: "The future will be a new era, everyone needs to find their own way, whether it is you, me, Ye Hua, or that little girl named Loofah." No one is absolutely right, but maybe that's exactly what I have in mind, because the old era is over. ”

Hearing the other party mention Loofah, Fang Yu was still slightly surprised, and he didn't quite understand what this had to do with the latter.

However, he had been listening to it in a fog, but in his heart he inexplicably remembered the conversation that Bishop Faris had with him not long ago, and he may not have an accurate idea of justice, but at least he calmed down a little and told himself that there was at least a clear path.

Just like the big cat man, he will follow his own path.

The middle-aged man put aside these topics and turned back to the topic: "Actually, I can tell you the origin of that notebook." ”

Hearing this, Fang Yuan's heart sank, and he suddenly increased his attention. He had long been interested in the notebook, but not just because of the attack ten years earlier, not even because of the story of Sylvede's father, or—the moment he saw it in his childhood, in his uncle's study.

That question had already been planted in his heart.

Where did that note come from?

The middle-aged man said in a reminiscing tone, "But the story of that note may have to start from an earlier timeline, ten years before the attack on the princess, or even before the Battle of Byrne. The cause of that war was probably because of the attribution of the 'body of the gods', but the real reason was actually deeper, but in the final analysis, it was because of the discovery of an adventure group. ”

"That party, called the Dawn Star—"

"Very few people remember the name anymore."

……

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