Chapter 43: Magic Has Its Rules
"Hahahaha"
Archduke Olga's laughter rang out in the room.
This made Robin extremely unhappy.
As if he had just said the wrong thing.
It was as if Olja's laughter contained the ultimate in mockery.
It was as if he had launched an attack in the exact opposite direction.
Robin's mind was filled with the illusion Raven had created that night in order to temper himβ
For some unknown reasons, it was Raven's intention, or if, as she said, he was changed by the intervention of other powerful magisters of the same level.
He had clearly experienced what happened sixteen years ago.
Night of the Blood Moon, Assassin in Black, Sirius Weaving.
And the temple guards who were once alive but died in the battle.
andβ
In the night sky, Edwina, the former chief priest who left with the former king's coercion.
He experienced it all firsthand and saw what was happening at the time.
If Raven can recreate the illusion of the year, then he can recreate it a second time.
That's why he says magic can tell the truth.
However, at the moment when Robin spoke, he suddenly understood something again-
If magic was really as he had seen, recreating what had happened back then, why was there so much doubt about the bloody night sixteen years ago?
Why did Layla sue the king and the oracle in the temple?
His pupils shrank violently, and his mouth closed tightly.
Just then, Olja's laughter also stopped.
"No, Lord Robin, if only it could be done."
Grand Duke Mattida's childish voice rang out in the room.
The Grand Duke, who was only 8 years old, sat on a high chair, his feet not yet reaching the ground, but he spoke with unusual poise and quick thinking, like a veteran who had long been accustomed to power struggles.
"First of all, Raven's position." Mattida looked at Robin lightly, "According to our guess, there's a good chance she's a staunch supporter of the King." β
As she said this, she winked at Robin.
"Raven's abilities are constructed, and who can guarantee that the illusion she shows to the world is real? No matter how realistic it was, how similar it was to the legendary Night of the Blood Moon sixteen years ago, how do you know that it wasn't what Revan wanted you to see, without any other false historical reenactments? β
As her words fell, the other Grand Dukes bowed their heads slightly, looking meaningfully at Robin.
Hearing Matilda's words, Robin finally understood what was going on with the mocking eyes of the previous Grand Dukes.
"What about the others? For example, Magic President Flora, or other Magistra, I remember that magic manifestations can restore the scene of events, and after sixteen years, the kingdom can't find anyone who has a fair position and can restore the truth for the world? β
Robin laughed contemptuously and looked at the Grand Dukes with a grim gaze, "Or is it that the truth is that the assassination of the blasphemers led to the death of the former king, and it has nothing to do with King Olivia and the Divine Envoy Calista?" β
As he spoke, he looked at the expressions on the faces of the Grand Dukes.
But these grand dukes didn't seem to have much reaction to his agitation, and basically all of them had a calm face.
"Magic has its own rules." Mattida's childish voice continued, "Lord Robin, you know this as a magician. If everything really is as you say, and magic can really reproduce what happened before, then there would not be a sixteen-year-old unsolved case, and Archduke Layla would not have given up the investigation into the truth about the death of the former king after sixteen years. β
She looked up and looked at Robin with wide eyes.
"Take the recent major incident as an example, the deputy priest of the temple, Lord Saiya, was assassinated in Sekorid, why there is no magician to restore the scene of the death at that time, so as to unravel the truth, even if it was done by the Sekorids, or some other mysterious force, it is still inconclusive. This is also what led to the imminent war between the two countries. β
Mattida sighed regretfully, her tone as cold as that of an adult.
"So, magic is not everything." She smiled wryly, "The scope of magic manifestation is very limited, the longer things pass, the harder it is to reproduce, and if the information left behind is not complete and complete, it will not be restored enough. β
Robin fell silent suddenly.
So is the magic manifestation really just a quick patchwork of the scene, like a computer restoring the case based on clues from the scene?
The information determines the authenticity and completeness of the restoration, and it is no wonder
"So what you mean?" Robin suddenly caught some terrible clue and looked up at Matilda in surprise.
The latter nodded slightly, infusing the guess in his heart.
"Whatever the rumors, don't they all have one thing in common?" Mattida said seriously, "The reason why the Blasphemers were able to enter Bright Moon City back then was precisely because the Starfall Circle was artificially destroyed, which caused it to fail. And the person who can do this must have very strong magical abilities. β
"It was that person who erased the truth and at the same time eliminated some important clues."
Matilda didn't continue, but Robin had a vague sense that she was hinting at something.
Someone who has the ability to do all of this, and walk away with it all in one.
Robin's mind conjured up the image of a drunkard with long purple hair.
Could it really be you?
Raven.
"Alright, Mattida." Olga said coldly, "We have limited time, so there is no need to make so many detours. β
She propped her hands on the table, as Robin had done before, staring coldly at the man on the other end of the table.
The Celestian of the Kingdom of Itner, the future heir of the godsβ
Robin.
His breath stalled for a beat.
What I said before is just a foreshadowing made by the Grand Dukes in order to elicit what they will say later.
What Aojia has to say next is the main topic of tonight.
Robin's gaze flickered as he met Aojia's gaze.
Come, what is your true purpose.