To say, or not to say, that's the question.

For the first time, Heinstein felt that this sentence, which he saw as very pretentious, suited him very well today.

Fate has never been more ruthless than it is today.

The opponent in front of him is a strong man who has gone against the current in the long river of time, such a terrifying existence is afraid that it can survive like a fish in water in the era of great destruction, and people today will not understand what the era of destruction represents, only in organizations that existed in ancient times such as the Knights Templar and the Assassin Order, middle-level cadres like them, will understand how terrifying that era was—a legend high up in this era, in that era...... It is nothing more than a more expensive firewood for the transmission of the flame of civilization.

And this one, not to mention the strength that he can teach the half-blood giant Thort a good lesson, and not to mention the phantom shadow he cast in the eyes of Heinstein and Ingram in order to hide his appearance, just the strength shown in Heinstein's eyes by transforming the stone slab into a stone chair represents the pinnacle of spiritual ability.

Indeed, creation change is not the pinnacle of psionic power, in this era, the apex of psionics, the existence of the Great Mentor level can pull away the abandoned satellites and space junk in the universe before the era of great destruction, and creation change only needs a formal psionic to do.

However, without the strength of a master, it is impossible for the changed creation to change into the shape that the user needs to do so quickly.

Looking at the ergonomic streamlined bend of this chair, looking at the armrests, Heinstein is sure that this strength must be more than the master, and the master is only the mentor and the great mentor.

Not vertices, like vertices.

Even among their sects, there is not a single psionic master, so as long as this summoned legend has the heart, let alone kill him and Ingram, it is not a problem to wipe out the arrangements of their sect in the eastern human kingdom.

"I already know your mission, and I'm curious now, you, Heinstein, why did you show up in some warehouse in the east tonight."

"Your Excellency, how can you ask me a question that hasn't happened yet?" Heinstein first argued, and then thought of the question itself? He had to look at his old brother again? Then he bowed his head to the legend in front of him: "I understand, in my eyes?" Of course none of this has ever happened? But you apparently have some way to know what's going to happen in the future? Right. ”

"Yes, you're smart? I learned from one of my heirs about what happened in the warehouse tonight? And when I got to this, I think you should know what's going to happen there tonight, right? The legend sitting in the chair smiled.

Heinstein smiled bitterly, he glanced at the old brother? It was found that his face was blackened.

Really? Things are moving in an unstoppable direction.

But in the face of the legend, deception is an even more stupid plan, so Heinstein nodded, and not only did he admit that he did know what was going to happen, but he decided to take the main responsibility: "Yes? Your Excellency, I think you should be talking about Marlai? No, it's Hill Gayat. ”

And then he noticed that the legendary lord was on the armrest with his right elbow? Turning his head to look at the newcomers to the Assassin Order to the side.

He glanced at it and found two targets with the dominant bloodline of the Pansio Cat Man? One is a young girl...... No? Shouldn't it be? Graphically speaking, this is definitely not Hill's offspring.

The other was a young girl, about 10 years old, with a green body, beautiful hair, and a natural and stunning face without powder, no wonder that a thousand years ago, the young Pansao cat people were the most favored goods in the slave market.

Of course, the furious adult cat-man is not cute at all when he becomes a slave trader.

Heinstein complained inwardly as he noticed her pair of eyes, golden, slightly squinted, as if smiling...... No, Heinstein overturned his opinion, it was nothing more than a deception on the outside, this was a real assassin, and her body was nothing more than a disguise for her inner murderous intent.

This is...... Hill's heirs?

Yes, it is true from the perspective of pattern, the tail of the large round black dot, which is the pattern of the Mayan lady at the top of the Pansao clan of Gaiat, although it has gone through two thousand years, as long as you really know something about the Pansio catman, you will understand that the legendary bloodline of the catman will be passed on, and if a legendary cat-man woman has a foreign legendary male heir, then among all her male descendants, the more explicit the child of her appearance and his appearance, the closer its strength will be to his two ancestors.

So, the tail with the big round black dot pattern and round ears, the petite and powerful body, and the pair of golden pupils that seem to be gushing out of psionic energy at any time.

The kid named Mark survived eventually, and he ...... Or passed on his hatred.

And one of his offspring eventually gained the favor of fate.

Hey, then again, is this a boy?

Curiosity about the facts made Heinstein forget that he was sitting in front of him with a butcher's knife that could be waved at any moment.

But the laughter from His Excellency the Legend made him have to retract his attention.

"You have a good way of telling stories, Mr. Heinstein, if I hadn't heard my heir tell me what happened that night, I would have believed all that you just said, and I saw the nobility of the Templars, and now, your name is ......" The legendary lord turned his head to look at Ingram, who did not hesitate and fell to one knee.

"I am Ingram Fanor, Your Excellency, and I am here today to wield the Hammer of Judgment and to give a belated trial to Hill Gaiat, the youngest son of the traitor to my sect, Yad Gaiat." After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the legend: "Your Excellency, you can kill me, I know that my hands are stained with the blood of the Gayat clan...... But Heinstein is nothing more than a scholar, and he has no quarrel with the world, and if he were there tonight, it would certainly be there to help me with this trial. ”

"Your traitors? That's a bit of a headache for me, you wait, Mars, my child, come and tell me what you think. The legendary lord beckoned to the crowd, and Heinstein bowed his head, but he sighed inwardly when the owner of the red leather shoes appeared at the edge of his vision.

Sure enough, it's a cute boy, and the Pansio cat people are indeed as difficult to distinguish as the book says when they are young.

The little owner of the red leather shoes stood on the edge of the chair, and he shook his head: "I always thought that it was the Dead Eye group who obeyed their master and killed their father, who was a police officer...... If it weren't for my deep dive, I'm afraid I would never know the true cause of my father's death, why did he choose to betray the Templar Order, you say that my father betrayed the Templar Order. ”

"I know." Heinstein looked up.

"Heinstein! Don't tell the secrets of the Order! ”

"No, we're dealing with an ancient knight chief, and the knight has no secrets, my brother." Heinstein shook his head.

"The Yad Gayat clan has always served the sect branch of the Central Holy Kingdom, he was originally a loyal heir of the sect, and the four generations of Gayat before him all died in the service of the sect, under normal circumstances, we should not be so slaughtered." Speaking of this, Heinstein's face showed a trace of unbearability, and he looked at the child: "Your grandfather, who killed the only son of the patriarch at that time, refused to admit his mistake afterwards and left the sect, and it took us twenty-five years to find him. ”

"Why did my grandfather kill that peer." For the first time, there was a hint of curiosity on the child's face.

"I don't have enough authority to know the truth, but your grandmother is a capable person, I confirmed in an ancient book that her family served the Order, I don't know why he and her left the eastern human world, why they got married and had several children, we are members of the Order, only that since he killed the Patriarch's son, he also betrayed the Order with his fellow members of the Sect...... Then it should be worth death. At this, Heinstein sighed with relief.

Then he looked at the elder sitting here, "If you want to kill us, you can do it." ”

The lord stretched out his hand, and the revolver on the dwarf's waist appeared in his hand in the next moment, and he tapped the revolver, and to Heinstein's horror, he saw the light of the spell, and saw the inscription gathered in the muzzle.

Silencer Circle, Advanced Inscription, Advanced Technique...... The first two are things that have been silenced in the human world as the dwarves retreat underground, and the advanced techniques ...... In the era when the arcane tide is receding, a thirty-year-old five-ring mage is already a representative of genius.

This world has long forgotten what a high-level mage is, and has forgotten what a terrifying fact this kind of force represents—this is the only term that can be compared to the Great Master of Psionic Abilities in a sentence composed of the four words 'destroy the earth and destroy the sky'.

And the kid took the gun and pointed it at Heinstein.

"Kill me first, son, I'm the one who will definitely take your father's life tonight, you are from the future, you should know this, so kill me first." Ingram said with a smile.

"Are you crazy?" Heinstein looked at the confusion on the child's face and the hand he had lowered.

"I'm not crazy, I'm a combatant, Heinstein is just a scholar, I'm dead, there will be people chasing your family in this timeline, and Heinstein is dead, this will be the biggest loss for our sect and Rasmus Pharmaceutical, because he has been serving the Rasmus family, and the synthetic potion he made can help many poor families who can't afford to buy potions made of natural materials to get the dream of igniting the extraordinary fire......" Speaking of this in one breath, Ingram knelt down on his legs, he knelt and sat up, raising his head.

"I understand your hatred, I killed your father because he betrayed the Order in my eyes, and your killing of me is also a blood ritual for my son to avenge his father, so as long as my descendants no longer choose revenge, the hatred between the Fanor family and the Gayat family will end here." He smiled, then closed his eyes.

Heinstein watched as the kid raised his gun and pointed it at his old friend, and for the first time, the old man burst into tears again after an unknown amount of time.

"Wait a minute, kid." Hill's child was pressed by his ancestors.

Then he opened his mouth and asked Ingram: "Now that you have come, can you really let go like this, will you have any regrets?" ”

Hearing this, Ingram opened his eyes, he smiled and nodded: "Yes, I regret it, I told my companion that since I want to do it, I must do it, but he said that we should not kill this child...... I think this heir of yours will survive because of this old friend of mine. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Heinstein: "Don't cry, Heinstein, my old friend, I deny your weakness, but I understand your weakness, you and I are both people with children, and we will try to avoid affecting young children in our daily work, this Gaiat's heir betrayed the Order, since it is evil, it should be eliminated from evil, but your choice is not wrong, the Knights Templar should not be the only voice made by people like me, we are weapons, we are blades, but there should always be a sheath to bind us." ”

At this point, Ingram turned his head to look at His Excellency Legend: "Your Excellency, let your heir shoot, he comes from another timeline, where I have done my duty, maybe in the rest of his life, he will choose to continue to kill me in that timeline...... But that's not something I need to think about anymore. ”

“…… You haven't had time to kill my father in this timeline yet, as long as you swear you don't do anything, you can be spared. Surprisingly, the child put down the gun in his hand: "It was you in the timeline where I originally killed my father, and my hatred and anger should not be poured out on unrelated people, even if that you are also you." ”

"I refuse." Ingram was the first to answer.

His answer caused Heinstein to roar: "Are you crazy! My old friend! ”

"I'm not crazy, Heinstein, unlike you, you are not a loyal heir of the Order, you won't understand, my family goes back eleven generations, and they have been serving the Order, when I was very young, my father and mother died in a mission, it was the Order who raised me, and the old mother told me that I must work hard to live and live to adulthood, and the Fanol family should not be cut off in my hands...... I did it, and now it's time for me to do one last thing for the Order. After raising his head and saying all this, the old man looked at the child in front of him: "I will not compromise, son, I am a member of the Order, and I am carrying the family's loyalty to the Order for three hundred years, I know why your grandfather did this, but I will not tell you the truth about all this, because the Order will have no secrets, and I will keep my mouth shut." ”

"You are a principled person, and if it weren't for the fact that you killed my child, I would have stopped this child." His Excellency Legendary smiled and withdrew his hand: "Moreover, I feel that I should take advantage of the beauty of people, so, Mr. Ingram, don't worry, I will not use soul searching on you, this is my appreciation for a loyalist." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Ingram smiled and nodded, then looked at the child, "Gun up, child, remember, I am your enemy, let me go, you will only let the tragedy happen again, because I will not spare the traitors of the Order." ”

"I see, I understand your loyalty, goodbye, Mr. Ingram, and in return, I will let you die the least painful death on that timeline." With that, the kid raised the revolver in his hand and pulled the trigger.

The bullet came out of his chamber and burrowed into Ingram's forehead, stopping the bullet as it rolled through his brain.

The smile on Ingram's face froze, and he fell to the ground on his back.

"The loyal are entitled to keep the whole corpse." The legendary lord said this, and then he looked at Heinstein, but asked his heir, "Son, you say, what is going to happen to this scholar." ”

So the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Heinstein again, and the owner of the golden eyes seemed to be struggling inside, and his appearance made Heinstein laugh: "It seems that your father's death is not only inseparable from Ingram, right?" ”

"No...... I'm wondering if I'm going to give you the gun I have in my hand. The boy let go of the gun, and with his index finger on the revolver's guard, he handed it to Heinstein.

"My name is Mars, and I remember to this day that night, when I ran away, you held the muzzle of Mr. Ingram's gun for me, and you gave me my life, and I will now give it to another of yours." When the boy said this, his face finally showed a hint of relief: "Now, it's your turn to make a choice." ”

Heinstein laughed, "Thank you, Mars, for giving me a new choice on this timeline, thank you so much, kid, you gave me a chance to hold my old friend up and face it." ”

"You're welcome, sir, this is my ...... It should be done. The boy in his eyes smiled, tears in his eyes.

After the conversation between the old man and the young was finished, Heinstein, who stretched out his hand, grabbed the revolver, he took the gun in his hand, and then smiled and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the young man in front of him.

Then the shots rang out.

The old man fell beside his companion, the muzzle of the gun on the left side of his skull clearly visible.

"You shouldn't have given him the gun, Mars, you know he'll choose to point the gun at you." The eyeball-like intelligence that had been hovering in mid-air withdrew the small arms that had poked out earlier.

"Then what should I do, Green?" Its owner asked rhetorically, and then he sighed again, and the distressed and sad little master turned to look at his ancestor: "Ancestor, I really forgot everything with you, but...... I appreciate your help, it was you who let me know what I was going to do next. ”

"You're still going to find the truth, right?" His ancestor smiled and reached out to pat the kitten on the head: "My little seeker of truth...... Go and find the truth that belongs to you. ”

“…… Thank you for understanding me. The boy named Mars smiled a little shyly: "I ...... I don't really know why, why I forgot to remember with you, I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, I will remember you, every child who appears in front of me will be the best memory in my memory." With that, he stood up, his chair returning to its original form with the help of psionic energy.

He turned his head to look at the Order of the Ancients and the two groups of members of the Assassin Order: "I don't have anything other than the existence of this child that I need you to keep secret for me, and your report may be very difficult to write this time, so please forgive me, an old man who has gone against the current, for all this, and ...... Live well, whether it's the Order of Assassins or the Order of the Ancients, remember this, fate makes us face suffering, not to make us succumb to it, but to break it. ”

Halflings and gnomes bow their heads with their subordinates.

"Ancestor, where are you going?"

"Tonight, I'm going to help your father in this timeline, I didn't save your father, but the Mark of this world, you in the past...... I want to change his fate from home. The ancestor in Mars's eyes said with a hint of nostalgia, and then he looked at Mars: "What about you, child, would you like to come?" ”

“…… Count me in, I was on the run and wondered if I could know why my father was going undercover in the Dead Eye group...... This time I have this opportunity. A smile appeared on Mars' face: "This big liar...... If his answer is too outrageous, I'll smash him in the face. ”

"I thought you'd choose to hug him." His ancestor smiled and shook his head.

"Because he's Mark's father...... But not my father. Mars is very aware of this.