A good game of chess, smashed into an apple, and no one can play, so restart?

But most of the world's people don't have the courage to start over.

Heard the Delevis report, Anastarian? The Sun Chaser, the king who has reigned for thousands of years, raised his hands and gently raised the sides of his forehead in front of many of his subordinates.

"They are completely self-inflicted, and Shane-Dawnblade is not only a master, but also a powerful arcane who never follows the old ways, and behind him, the old fox of Dawnblade is watching a good show...... My steward."

"Your Majesty"

"Summoning Garcia and Celewall"

"Your Majesty, I'll Go"

In the royal court chamber, the white marble bottom plate is milled to reflect the human figure, and the dome is hung with a twelve-step crystal lamp. An ornate carpet leads to the throne, flanked by sixteen chairs. The royal advisors, with the exception of the priestess in Marand, gathered here.

"Guys, let's talk about maintaining stability and dealing with the aftermath." Anastarian and his advisors were aware of the situation and asked them.

"Your Majesty, is Master Shane really going out for half a moon?" Garcia the Smasher, the chief of martial arts of the royal court, a master of energetic martial arts, and one of the king's senior advisors. He asked the most crucial question, and the creation of a fait accompli around the parties was the parliament's favorite method, but time was everything.

"Willless, explain it to Garcia."

"Yes," said Verles, who had been called, to his colleagues: the news came from the simple Miss Winresa, and the credibility was very high. When Master Shane heard the news, he couldn't get out of it for a while.

"Understood, Your Majesty, please allow us to discuss it for a while."

The struggle within parliament is not a simple struggle of interests. Anastarian is well aware of this, and the rise of Shane-Dawnblade represents a new generation that is gradually at the center of power, and the elders of the council naturally represent the old interest groups. There's nothing wrong with the old and the new, but our Master Shane. "It's out of step with the ideas of the Silvermoon Council. And a quiet lion. "His Majesty summed up the information in his hands and thought, Parliament, old and new, the distribution of power in a few words." I need to talk to the old fox of the Dawnblade. ”

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"

"Oh, please, Garcia"

"Your Majesty, Rong" Garcia saluted first. "We believe that in order to maintain stability, we must ask Master Oaks-Dawnblade to intervene, because it is a matter between Dawnblade and the other clans, and I think he is the only one who can dissuade Master Shane from being overthrown." As for how to calm the anger, naturally a lot of compensation is needed. ”

"Garcia. My advisor" King Anastarian has his own hand: "Compensation is not discussed beforehand, you will go on my behalf to invite Master Oaks-Dawnblade to come to the royal court for dinner, and bring my guard of honor to invite him." ”

"Obedience"

"Secretary Velles, you continue to follow the actions of the council"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Garcia the Smasher held the pardon and took the king's guard of honor out of the royal court. The honor guard travels to symbolize the king's travel, and the most dazzling thing is that the stars are in the moon. A snow-covered chocobo, a mount that only the royal family is eligible to use. The guard of honor goes as if the king was there and invited someone. The award is very rare.

Silvermoon City is as peaceful as ever, and the elves do what they love, but those who know the inside story dare not take it lightly. Master Oakes, the old patriarch of the Dawnblade, is a mage who became famous during the Troll Wars, and became the head of the Royal Arcane Society a thousand years ago to His Majesty's left-hand side. Although he is old, he has done his best to train many mages for the elves. No one dares to underestimate influence and prestige in Parliament.

The guard of honor reached the tower of the Dawn Blade and stopped in the square in front of the tower. A team of samurai was on duty on the periphery of the tower. Garcia pondered with complexity: "When the council makes a decision about Master Shane. Master Oakes remained silent, his intentions intriguing. Is it 'no matter what the plan is.'" Try it first and say, 'This idea prompts parliament to act?' ”

The tower is the residence of the masters, but it is also the defense hub of Silvermoon City, and the city's defense walls rely on the mage groups in several towers to channel the energy of the sunwell to open.

In front of the tower, he was stopped by the guards.

"Hello, may I ask you what is the matter, Your Excellency Garcia."

It is not surprising that he is known by the tower guards, he is a senior advisor to the royal family, he has served the royal family for many years, and he has been in contact with the Dawnblade master many times, and the guards have seen him very politely asking.

"I beg to see Master Ochs, and invite him to dinner on behalf of the king."

"I'm sorry, Master Oakes is sick and can't see anyone."

"Nonsense!" Garcia said in his heart, but even if he knew that the guards were talking nonsense, he couldn't help it, because it must be the meaning of the Dawnblade Master. The other party is the master, the king's left seat, and there are a hundred ways to refuse to see him, but he has no way.

"Then please help me transfer Master Oakes, His Majesty the King invites him to dinner."

"Please wait a moment, I'll go and report," the guard said relatively politely, but instead of reporting immediately, he contacted his companions to summon the apprentices on duty in the tower.

In less than five minutes, an apprentice came down: "It's a pity that Garcia Advisor, the master is very tired, please tell me, saying that the master thanks His Majesty for his kindness, and he really can't go if he is ill." ”

Garcia was not satisfied with this treatment, but had no choice but to leave and reply to the king with his original words.

On the tower of the Dawn Blade, the owner of the tower watched the king's guard of honor depart. Shane's mentor didn't move, the guard of honor disappeared around the corner, and he turned his head to look at the streetscape of Silvermoon City, not a holiday celebration, but also elves hooking up*,* doing things. There is no goal to pursue, life is empty, and pleasure becomes everything to them. Towers are like merciless statues looking down on their people.

"Master, why don't you help Master Shane, he's our next leader," his closest followers asked.

"Saradere" did not look back, and said to the window: "To raise a big tree, you must not only choose good saplings, but also fertilizer and wind and rain. ”

It was easy for followers to understand what Mentor Shane meant: "Master, are those opponents of the Council the wind and rain that will test Master Shane?" ”

"No, my Saradere," the mentor said to the city with a smile, "they are fertilizer. ”

Poof~ Saradere accidentally laughed.

"Hehe" The tutor also smiled: "Did the list go to the White Tower?" ”

"It's been passed on."

…………

Kalimdo, the morning at the beginning of the day. Shane meditates and wakes up naturally. Kalim is hot and windy, and the mood of watching the sea and listening to the waves is very fond of Shane, the scenery can cultivate sentiment, sentiment purifies the spirit, and the spirit carves the arcane. This theory didn't attract Yan Ying, he directly said that I was a mortal, specializing in mundane things, but vulgar sincerity.

On the way to find Yan Ying, I saw him crouching under the war crab by the fountain.

"Yanying, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at your crab's chassis and estimating its value" Flame Eagle learned how to craft magical items, and woke up in the morning to be attracted to Shane's arcane creations.

"It's worth at least a million," Yan Ying exclaimed, "There isn't a single part that isn't enchanted." Add another million to the craftsmanship of making parts. ”

Shane didn't answer him, and he would be too proud to answer: "I'm going to use the teleportation device of the Mage Tower"

In fact, whether a man is mature or not has nothing to do with age, Shane was like him for a while in his previous life, and he was used to valuing a good car or something.

Connected to Solan Lian of the White Tower, Sean gets a list of the White Tower Academy's Management Council.

What a glaring name for "Aurelia", the first one written on the list. Shane remembered the appearance of the female elf with whom he was embarrassed, tall, with a white neck and swan-like beauty, wearing a cloak similar to that of Sylvanas, except for a slightly lighter hair color and fuller, almost carved out of the same mold as his sister.

"The council has sent one of the most motivated people to deal with me" Shane looked at it and just wanted to stamp the list: "Aurelia, Sylvanas, Winresa, it's numb together." A hundred times more troublesome than the other five. "Some regret staying with Sylvanas, and Winresa helps out in the White Tower.

The remaining mages are Pasario, mages Sebisére, mages Caponia, mages Derena Hengri, and priest Saranes. (To be continued)