This is the age of careerists, where opportunities and cunning intrigues are like a turbulent river that sweeps through the past and back for hundreds of years.

Like an invisible quill scribbling in the depths of a dark mind, a complete story is taking shape in Brando's mind, the second half of which is already foreseeable - in the center of the mist-shrouded ruins of the Last Battle, in the dark and silent temple - whatever Her Majesty the Silver Queen sees and what happens, whether it is true or false, right or wrong, does not matter now, its end is already predestined, The Four Temples and the Buga would never let this matter have any after-effects, let alone its influence being taken out of the Arka region.

But the reason for this is not as sinister and filthy as the world thinks.

For Elroy, the leader of the Silver People, Lord of the Silver Lightning, had sworn to the four sages with his hand on the sacred oath that in the next era, the Silver People would fulfill their duty to guard and oversee the world. This promise may seem strange to people in this era, even too child's play—what does it mean if it is just a promise?

At present, the people of the world, from the princes and nobles, to the common people, believe in outright self-interest, and there is only a naked interest relationship between countries.

Therefore they could not imagine.

It is impossible to imagine that glorious era, nor can it understand what it is to promise between the noble.

There was a time when Elroy spoke before the sacred covenant, and every word he uttered turned into silver words that were inscribed on the holy white stone tablet like shining silver nails. One by one, they are nailed into the long river of history. This is not for the sake of greed for power, but for the sake of proving right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white - as Geert, the Lord of Fire, once said: this is a just cause, an ideal in our hearts, and therefore worthy of our protection.

What they did was for the long-term survival of civilization and order.

So for a thousand years. The Silver People made a promise that they would never intervene in mortal wars again, and they had built watchtowers on the borders of the civilized world that were more dazzling than the stars, and although Brando had maliciously joked that the Bugas were here to spy on the mortal power of the entire world, he actually knew in his heart: 'Their power has long been above the pinnacle of this world, so that mortals have to look up to their solitary heights, even if mortals maliciously speculate that these wizards are manipulating the direction of history behind their backs, they have to admit it-'

The truth is, for a thousand years. The Silver Folk had never crossed the line that Elroy had drawn. ’

The sorcerers of Buga have a proverb: If the descendants do not keep their word, they will damage the noble deeds of the predecessors. In their eyes, the promise of the noble is not to be blasphemed, the most precious thing in the world. Because it is so easily destructible, once destroyed, it is difficult to find it back. William has lamented to players more than once that mortal life is too short-sighted, and therefore too short-sighted, and it is easy to exchange immediate benefits for those noble values. It's hard for them to understand, it's more than worth the cost.

After Turaman slowly finishes the first half of the story. Brando looked up at the other man, wondering if it was his delusion, and he felt some kind of deep sadness in the elder's silver eyes.

He could understand where this sadness came from.

On the site of the battlefield of the Last Battle, if a qiē that happened in that temple really proves that the four sages were really wrong, or not so righteous. That is to cast a shadow over the sacred oath. The failure of future generations to keep their promises is a damage to the noble deeds of their predecessors, but what if this qiē was wrong from the beginning?

Now there are only two options left in front of the Four Temples and the Silver People-

Or, admit the mistakes of our predecessors and let the world undergo a thorough reform and baptism. After that, the Four Temples may be gone, but at least, the truth will live on. But more likely, it was the darkness that plunged the world into darkness, where intrigue and lies obscured the light of reason, and where Vajnd became the greatest stage for careerists for hundreds of years.

Or, they will cover up the truth, and although they will tarnish their own hearts, the fire of civilization and order will still exist, at least so that the world will not at least not fall into a sea of fire. The War of the Sages has been over for a thousand years, and there is no reason for the hatred of that era to continue, that would be too selfish.

The Four Great Temples chose the latter.

The people present at that time, in addition to the dragons, in addition to the wizard leaders of the Silver Alliance, there were also the popes of the four major temples, the high priests, these people are different from the corrupted moths below, they are all true seekers of truth, so this choice is a great pain and torture for them, because they know that it is a lie, but they have to use nobility as an excuse to cover up the lie, which is a double harm to the shining truth.

"Now that the decision has been made to cover up the truth with lies, what happened on the battlefield of the final battle should no longer appear in front of the world," said Tulaman after a long silence, "but there must be someone responsible for the sacrifice of so many nobles on the battlefield." ”

"This man ......"

"It's Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"And my grandfather?"

"Actually, no one forced Darus, but one day, he suddenly came to us-"

"You're all agreed?" Brando asked in a calm voice.

"Of course it can't be," Tulaman shook his head, "but that's what your grandfather said to us......"

"He said that you can't let Princess Constance take this responsibility, she knows too much, and there are too many suspicions in the whole affair to withstand any suspicion. What's more, she is now the leader of the nobles who have also entered the Temple, and if you are already planning to cover up a qiē, then you must appease each and every one of them, so that instead of being a sinner, she must be a hero. ”

"Your grandfather, he looked at us with his head held high. The sparkle in my eyes is something I will never forget. Then he said slowly, you have sacrificed too much for this, and I can't let what you have done go through in vain, so let me do it. Here, only I have the qualifications. ”

With that, he turned and left the tent.

Brando listened to these words quietly, but he was silent for a long time, he only felt a strange feeling surging in his heart, blinked his eyes, and his lips were a little dry and astringent.

This is the business of the noble, how dare I let people be beautiful?

There is such a man, and there is so much meaning in his silence. Although he didn't say a word, looking back, he could answer with a clear conscience those questions that most people in the world did not dare to face - he was worthy of his beliefs, and he was worthy of the woman he loved, which required not only courage, but also extraordinary wisdom, this man, was his grandfather.

This is a life without regrets. I can't help but yearn for it.

"The next trial?" Brando asked in a whisper, he thought he had achieved much more than he remembered. But now it seems that it is still a child's trick, and this thought can't help but make him feel ashamed for a while.

"Then came the trial." Tulaman replied in a deep voice, "The judgment ...... Those who really know the truth know that it is just a child's play, and there are not many people who really dare to face that lie, so there are only a few people present. Most of the others were absent. So most people in the world think it was a secret trial, but in fact, this is not the case, and this is the last dignity left for your grandfather. ”

"But as a good friend of your grandfather, I was there at that time. After the trial, your grandfather was supposed to be executed in secret, but for the reason you know, he was only relieved of his position and prestige, and then secretly sent back to Eruin. ”

"After that, almost no one heard about him."

"In fact, there are only a handful of people in the whole of Vaurnd who really know that your grandfather is still alive. Most of these people, including the previous generation of high priests of the Temple, chose to self-destruct because they could not bear the inner torment. ”

"You know what?" Tulaman suddenly spoke: "At the moment of the end of the judgment, the Supreme One of the Fire Temple, who is now the teacher of Vala above the throne of the Fire Temple, turned back and whispered to me—"

"'What faces do we have to seek truth and correctness today?' ”

This sentence set off a storm in Brando's heart.

At that moment, he suddenly understood why, sixty years after the Battle of the Sages, the entire continent had rapidly degenerated and descended into complete darkness. Even the Third Holy War has been called the most chaotic and darkest mortal war. In the next few hundred years, it was an era of careerists, and the conspiracy of opportunity and cunning was like a turbulent river that swept through the past and back for hundreds of years.

With the advent of the Slate War, the glorious wizards were forced to put down their bodies and join the mortal wars. In that battle, the heavens and the earth were changed, the blood flowed on the earth, the order of the past completely collapsed, and then the eternal night fell, and the power of dusk fell irrepressibly on the earth.

The rolling torrent of history, at this moment, is like a long river that continues to flow, rushing towards him without any stagnation.

The lock that was sealed in Pandora's box finally opened in Brando's heart with a click at this moment.

We're all sinners. ’

'The lights of civilization have been extinguished by this moment, and the next is a long winter night, and perhaps in my lifetime I will never see it again again. ’

Although the Four Great Temples cover up a qiē secret on the battlefield of the final battle, you can deceive a qiē, but you can't deceive yourself. In Vala, in the heart of his legendary teacher, the believers' faith in justice and truth was irrepressibly shaken. The temple lost its reliance on justice and brilliance, and the qiē they believed in naturally became a castle in the air, and the confusion of the upper echelons inevitably spread throughout the temple, and this confusion, after nearly half a century of brewing, irrepressibly turned into a kind of panic.

If people recognize that everything they have insisted on before is wrong, then what is the point of such persistence?

Further, is the world created by the Four Sages really so correct?

"This is the source of a qiē," Tulaman smiled bitterly, "The bitter fruit is self-brewed and self-eaten, it turns out that we made the wrong choice in the first place." After that, according to the original plan, the dragon and the Sanctuary of Fire were exchanged in private, making Constance the queen of the empire. This is not only to appease those nobles, but also to compensate your grandfather, but her merits and demerits have been selectively downplayed by the Flame Temple. After all...... It is impossible for them to be without complaints. ”

"But what we didn't expect was that what happened in the Arka region would have an equally huge impact on Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was still in her cardamom years at that time. What we didn't expect was that she ended up with the Dark Dragon's inheritance. ”

"We later learned that before returning to China, she met your grandfather once, and she asked your grandfather at that time if he would like to correct the mistakes of history with her."

"My grandfather he ...... Refused? ”

Tulaman nodded, "But he also kept his promise. He never revealed a word of that conversation in his life, and it wasn't until after his death that we received a letter from him. ”

Brando realized that his grandfather had written a letter to the Bugas before he died, and he suspected that the same letter might have been sent to the Sanctuary of Fire and several other temples.

"From that letter, we learned the true thoughts of the Queen of Cruz, it turned out ...... She wants to be the Dragon of Darkness. ”

"Become a dark dragon?" Brando's heart skipped a beat.

"Not only that, we don't know what she saw in the temple in the first place, but she certainly saw more than the nobles. She seems to have decided that what the four sages had done was a complete mistake, and she was determined to correct it—whether it was for the sake of domination. Or to insist on what she thinks is right. ”

"That's ......," Brando asked in a deep voice, "where this war came from, right?" ”

Tulaman nodded slowly.

Brando was silent for a moment: "You already knew about this qiē? ”

"A little earlier than you," Tulaman said with a wry smile again, "but we can't be sure if this is what Her Majesty really had in mind, after all, she has been holding back for decades. It was as if she was waiting for an opportunity, but no one knew what that moment was. ”

"Why didn't the Sanctuary of Fire stop her?" Brando finished asking the question. Only then did he realize that he had asked a stupid question, and sure enough, he saw Tulaman looking at him helplessly, and the person in question was the current master of the Temple of Flame, Vala, presumably Vara is still in a deep state of confusion like everyone else, if the Temple of Flame cannot confirm that what they did is correct. So what reason do they have to stop the Silver Queen?

What a wickedness.

Brando couldn't help but groan, "So, you can't choose me, right?" How can I stop that Majesty? ”

"Of course you have, little one," the old man winked at him playfully, "don't think I don't know, you have a card in your hand that hasn't been played yet." ”

Brando immediately understood what the other party was talking about, the eldest son of the emperor of Cruz, he suddenly felt at this moment that he had let that guy stay in the first place, whether he was lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, and couldn't help but helplessly said: "Okay, it's one thing to have hole cards, but the difference in strength is one thing, why should I sit in the same position as that queen Xià and play chess?" ”

"It seems to be true, but what she's doing is so crazy that not everyone in the empire will support her, you can always find supporters, don't you? Besides, you are still a descendant of Darus, and there is no one more suitable for this matter than you, perhaps this is the providence of the underworld, little one. ”

"And then, you Bugas are out of the way?" Brando replied a little angrily: "It's a good thing to clean yourself, but to cherish your feathers at this time is to sell your reputation, not to mention that you caused this trouble." ”

Hearing this, the old man's face darkened.

He shook his head slowly.

"Hey, don't you understand, little one, the four great temples are confused, why aren't we? Since that incident, we are now not sure that we have made the right choice, there are already loud voices in the council asking us to meddle in the affairs of mortals as little as possible, so as not to repeat the mistakes of the past, and this time secretly helping you build a fleet is already the limit of what we can strive for. ”

Tulaman had spoken with great sincerity, but Brando did not accept him, and replied: "But since even you cannot be sure whether you are wrong or right, how can I guarantee that I am on the opposite side of the queen, that is, it must be right?" Could it be that in your opinion, I don't have a little insistence on justice in my heart? ”

"No, you're different, little one, anyone can say they're wrong, but you can't, because you're a descendant of Darus." Tulaman looked at him and said word by word: "The noble act itself can never be wrong, even if we question our choice, we will never think that those who sacrifice for justice have their ideals in their hearts. ”

"Do you understand?"

The old man patted Brando's shoulder: "The long night of civilization is coming, the flame is extinguished in the ashes, but under the embers, there is still fire, maybe our generation will not see it ignited again, but for you, it must be rekindled, will hope be passed on from generation to generation?" ”

"And that's the mission of the forerunners you're seeking—"

After hearing this, Brando couldn't help but fall into silence.

He looked to the west, and a red sun was slowly sinking under the mountains, as if to herald the arrival of a cold night.

But in the darkness of the night.

Who will raise the torches of the stars?

He raised his head, and the image of the silent old man in his memory was unusually clear and distinct; At the same time, the prophecy about the future in Tulaman's mouth also came to his mind......

‘XVI:THETOWER――

The lost moon robs the light

XX:JUDGEMENT――

The light is lost.

XVII：THESTAR――

The Silver Generation was lost on the earth, and walked through darkness and obscurity.

VIII:STRENGTH――

The chance encounter between the emperor and the fool.

IX：THEHERMIT――

The rusty clockwork is being reset.

XXI:THEWORLD――

A sword that changes fate.

…… (To be continued......)