Philo did have this dream—

That's right, it's a dream, and it's not a serious dream, it's a daydream.

The smarter a person is, the more rational he is, and the more rational he is, the more sober he is.

So he clearly realized the current situation of Jialan - after all, imperial power is a mud that cannot support the wall, because power is supreme.

According to common sense, it is long overdue for the royal family to cultivate and strengthen its own power and no longer rely on others...... However, they did not have this opportunity.

Arrange several leading organizations in Falan City from strong to weak, the order is probably the Elemental Tower, the Council Family, the Mage Association, the Mercenary Guild, the Jialan Academy, and finally the Shadow Footsteps, but only the latter is controlled by the royal family.

But even the power that the royal family really has in its hands is nothing more than an intelligence agency that serves the top five...... There has been no so-called "legendary assassin" in the entire Lokan for almost a thousand years, because there is no war, even lack of political struggle, and there is no endless assassination scene, the assassin has become a scout and agent to find out the news, disguise and escape have become compulsory courses, and the assassination technique seems to be different. After all, the main theme is to praise legendary adventurers and powerful white-robed mages.

With such a row of mountains pressing overhead, Philo couldn't think of any way to make the royal family rise.

On the one hand, these binding forces restrain the royal family, and on the other hand, they protect Jialan and become the guardian of Jialan. The two are interdependent and complement each other, and have become armor that grows on the flesh, and if you want to ruthlessly uncover them, you will definitely bleed and hurt your vitality, and you will immediately attract the covetousness of the other two countries......

If he doesn't want to be a sinner in Jialan, he can't have any idea of "tearing down and rebuilding".

Mu Yan left Philo enough time to digest and think, and by the way, he forgot about the mouthful of candy he had just eaten—after all, the next thing he was going to hand was a knife. Seeing that the time was ripe, he considered speaking.

"Let's talk about it directly...... he smiled, "Actually, during the time I came to Falan City, in addition to the Moon Workshop and Seraf, I also made some insignificant small contributions. I won't go into detail about the process, let's just look at the results.

"For example, the current tower and the council family are no longer bound, but have parted ways, and for example, the mercenary union and the mage association have reached a cooperation with the Youyue Workshop and have business contacts, and for example, I have also won the support of Principal William, and the entire Jialan Academy can be used as the backing of His Highness......"

Listening to these terrifying news, Philo's expression gradually stiffened.

Is this here to entertain himself?

If he didn't know Mu Yan's personality, he really thought that the other party was here to tell him a story, or maybe this was Seraf's next dungeon? It's happening in the city of Falan, a new world line?

"You're kidding......"

"I'm not kidding." Mu Yan spread his hands helplessly and handed out a piece of information.

"This is the money exchange between the Moon Workshop and Clark, Perez, Toure, and Garcia in the past six months, and you can go to these material merchants to find out the authenticity. In addition, Seraf has a dedicated 'Visitor Zone' for my cooperation with the Cape of Kane, the Mage Guild, and the Mercenary Guild. As for the school, you can ask Principal William in person......"

Philo glanced at the information twice, there was a thick magic insignia on it, there was no need to question the authenticity, as for the authenticity of the numbers, it was not something that could be understood for a while.

He vaguely understood one thing...... The other party is very serious, no, very serious in discussing with himself how to "support the royal family...... No kidding.

What is he going to do?

"Your Excellency...... What exactly do you want to do? ”

"I have two sets of answers, which one do you want to hear?" Mu Yan asked rhetorically.

Philo was stunned, "Two sets? ”

"That's right, one is serious, sensational, and the other can be a joke."

"Can I hear them all?"

"Tsk, don't children do multiple-choice questions these days......" Mu Yan smiled, but still nodded: "Okay, let's talk about that funny answer......"

He suddenly restrained his smile, looked sincere, and said word by word: "I am the savior sent by Mia. ”

One second......

Two seconds......

One minute......

Two minutes......

Five minutes passed, and Fello kept his face strained and didn't smile.

Or that he didn't want to laugh at all, and he actually ...... There is a little bit of a belief that this is true......

He remembered what he had seen in "Kingdom Storm", and he remembered Roy's sudden burst of leadership and questioned Samuel's powerful words......

He remembered what Deres said, with the arrival of Mu Yan, Jialan Academy had almost changed......

Except for this great, almost "missionary" reason, nothing can explain Mu Yan's series of actions.

For the gold coins?

What are you kidding, he can obviously set Seraf at a more profitable price, and there is no reason to launch that series of discounts for students, which is a monthly card and a point card and a free experience or something, and he is reluctant to open it to the entire aristocratic circle, such a businessman is simply unqualified!

For the sake of fame?

After all, the so-called fame is just a process, and the ultimate goal is for money and women, power and status, but he understands that the person in front of him is not that kind of person, and he never even shows up at various balls, the only time is the king's birthday dinner, but he hides in the corner with his female companion like a child and steals food......

So now, this seemingly ridiculous answer seems so real.

"You're not laughing? Is my joke out of the ordinary......"

"It's not funny at all, Your Excellency Mu Yan, I even think it's true. And what about another serious answer? ”

"Hmm...... Then you'll have to come with me somewhere. ”

"Where?"

"Starlight Library."

……

Half an hour later, the two appeared in the Starshine Library.

Mu Yan rudely stealth in, directly broke the rune lock, and slipped into the secret hall with Fei Luo.

Although the headmaster has regained his senses, he is still in the recovery period recently, so no one in the entire academy can sanction Mu Yan.

The first time Philo came to this place, he looked up at the books and scrolls floating in the air, and fell into a long stupor.

Time seems to have slowed down here, no longer an elusive thing, but like a long river, slowly flowing to the sky overhead. The vast starry sky overhead exudes a thick, ancient halo that makes people indulge in it.

Because the AI in the secret hall has fallen asleep, the management is handed over to Nicole and Xia Mu, so there is no need for the same password as when they first came. Mu Yan waved his hand, and the two of them stepped on the silent barrier of the entire field of Fa Lan City.

Suddenly coming to a high altitude, Rao is Philo has excellent psychological quality, but his calves and stomach are weak, and he almost can't stand steadily. However, he adapted quickly, and it didn't take long for him to turn from panic to novelty, after all, now he is really "trampling Fa Lan City under his feet".

"This barrier is something that a lot of people have left behind...... Have you ever heard the legend of the Gilsu people? Legend has it that this nomadic people have a custom that before the death of the patriarch of each ethnic group, a piece of hair braid must be removed and tied to a token and handed over to the next patriarch. Over time, to judge how long a group has lasted, you only need to look at how many whips there are on the patriarch's token.

"The same is true of this enchantment now, it has been constructed and perfected by the mages who have disappeared into the long river of history, you may know them, or you may not have heard of their names, Gloka William, Bellayev Manny, Adrian Carter, Alpha Mason Young, etc., the Jialans of today may rarely notice how they disappeared from the textbooks......"

"They...... Where did it go? ”

"Where do they be......" Mu Yan paused, "They were sentenced to death as prisoners who tried to escape because they defended the dignity of the mage and because they spied into the realm of the gods. You may wonder why Jialan, who is a mage holy land, has only one living legend and few white-robed mages now, and this is the reason. Many of them knew their fate, but they did it anyway. It's a pity that because of the lack of explanation, there is no explanation, so that their descendants, the guys of the Mage Association, cannot understand this kind of behavior, and regard it as 'abandonment' and 'forgetting', and gradually become pessimistic and self-defeating......"

He breathed a sigh of relief and said gently, "I want to change all of this, because I'm also a mage. That's why I came to Jialan and came to Falan City. And the beginning of all this is in the Tower.

"The Pope has been killed by me, and the tower has become a mess, so I found you." Mu Yan put a hand on Fei Luo's shoulder and stared into his eyes: "Next, I will destroy the tower, which will inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of some people, and Falan City will also usher in a reshuffle in power, but without the tower as a backing, this will only turn into a contradiction between the nobles themselves." That is, I will turn the problem at the level of power into a political one, and as for how to solve it, the initiative is in your hands. Can Jialan become an empire of human autonomy, free from theocracy, like Turing...... It's up to you, Your Highness Fall.

"Do you have the courage, the ability, the courage to accept this mission and join forces with me to create a new empire. Even the omnipotent mages are bound by the laws of the Empire, but they are also protected by the Empire, and humanity is in opposition to the gods, or even replaced......"

Speaking of this, Mu Yan suddenly had an impulse in his heart, and he couldn't help but say the prophecy.

"All things are master, and the gods are always silent."

Philo had been mentally prepared, but he still lost his mind for a moment when he heard this.

It lingered in the bottom of his heart, deafening, lingering, beating his eardrums over and over again.

"All things are sovereign, and the gods are forever silent......"

He seemed to be back in the school yard that day, the morning when the sun had just risen, and the majestic voice of His Excellency Charlemagne.

"I only believe in the sword in my hand,

"I only trust the people around me,

"I don't believe that the Holy See will bring about the so-called victory!"

……

It took a long time for him to open his somewhat dry mouth.

"Why choose me?"

Finally asked......

Mu Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not me who chose you, it's a person who chooses you."

"Who?"

"Shireen."