Chapter 81: The Paradise and Survival of Mankind
The night of the old Dunling was like cyan steel, cold and cold, every corner of the street was covered with crystal droplets, and the tiny mirrors reflected the iron whales rolling in the sea of clouds, and one after another of light fell like a spear, looking at the earth.
The guards took a deep breath, this was just an ordinary day in their careers, standing guard, guarding, and then rotating, this was an extremely familiar job, but it was strange that in such a familiar work and environment, they were faintly aware of something, and the guards did not know what it was, and could only simply describe it as restlessness and uneasiness in their hearts.
Yes, it was as if something was about to happen, and in the stillness of the night, something had awakened in the deepest depths of darkness, and it was twisting its hideous body, with a disgusting smell, trying to crawl out of the abyss of memory.
The guard's heart grew more and more restless, and his hand brushed against the cold railing, the cold touch sobering him up a little.
The Iron Whales looked away from the street and slowly advanced, only to notice that the Iron Whale's gaze was not random, it had been staring at a carriage galloping in the night, and under this gaze from above, the carriage had crossed the royal line and drove into the Platinum Palace.
"Whew...... It's been a long time since I've been here. It seemed like my first night visit. β
The man stepped out of the carriage, and for some reason the temperature was so low that he could even see the mist he was exhaling.
Raising his head, under the illumination of the light, the relief carvings above the building are pulled out of slender shadows, and light and darkness are intertwined to create another strange painting.
"What's that?"
The man looked up, and he seemed to see something, countless black shadows hovering in the night, like leaves swept into the air, cutting the light into countless pieces.
"The crows, they usually stop on the Dunling Tower, I don't know why they came here all of a sudden. β
Another voice sounded behind him, and Arthur also stepped out of the carriage? Looking at a flock of crows at night? In the dim darkness of the night, it was impossible to see them at all, and only a faint desolate roar could be heard.
Arthur remembered the previous folk rumors? Casually talked about it.
"Someone said before? If the crows leave the Tower, it will be the end of Invig. β
"Why? Is it the end of Ingwig? I think we'd better get out by boat. β
The man joked.
"Won't? Invig will never fall, let alone these legends...... Is there a birdcage on the Tunling Tower? We locked up six crows in there? Don't worry about that. β
Arthur looked disdainful of this, but after thinking about it, he added anyway.
The man laughed at this, and he never thought that the serious Arthur would have such a side.
"Let's go? Your Majesty is waiting for you. β
Arthur is too lazy to pay attention to this man? Although the contact has not been for a long time, he also knows the character of this guy in general, he is like a clown in the circus, it is difficult for you to judge what exactly he wants, and what is the purpose? He may have been talking to you about his ideals and ambitions just now, and he will be praying to you in the next second? Ask you to lend him some money to buy alcohol.
"I know, it's not impossible to let her wait longer? Come to think of it, I was lucky enough to have Queen Victoria waiting for me? That's a great honor. β
As expected? The man was talking nonsense again.
"Huh, aren't you going to follow?"
How many steps did the man take? He suddenly realized that it was only himself who was advancing, neither the guards nor Arthur, and they had no intention of moving forward.
"I need to stay here, only you can see her tonight. β
Arthur said, looking at the man's old but stubborn face, with mixed feelings.
To be honest, he rarely missees a person, but this time he mislooked at the guy in front of him, Arthur could never have imagined that he had such energy, or rather...... So mysterious.
Like Lorenzo, he wears an unknown mask, and when you tear it off with all your might, it's just another mask underneath.
Not long ago, he was trembling in front of his eyes, saying something that he had nothing to do with Lorenzo, but now he was standing in front of the Platinum Palace, knowing secrets that he had no right to know.
"Wait, Oscar Wilde, who are you?"
Arthur couldn't help but ask.
Oscar stopped, and he slowly turned around and said.
"Don't you know? I'm a writer, the kind of writer who doesn't sell well. β
Oscar smiled, and as soon as he turned around, he stopped again, and he turned again, adding.
"Writers, writers who write history...... No, it's a bit inaccurate, history is written by you, and I'm just a recorder, and someone has to remember it and tell it to those who come after me. β
Oscar said something Arthur couldn't understand, and this time he didn't stop and strode into the Platinum Palace.
Arthur's gaze stayed behind him, he thought about Oscar's last words, what he thought, and it seemed like he didn't think of anything, until he couldn't see Oscar again.
......
The meeting with Queen Victoria was in a small room, it was very secretive, so secret that only the Queen knew about it, and there was no third person in this room except Oscar and the Queen.
"Long time no see, Your Majesty. β
Oscar brought a chair and sat in front of the queen, this room was not small, but it was all candles for lighting, only a few were placed on the table, burning quietly, the light was a little faint, it could not illuminate everything in the room, and more places were in chaotic darkness.
The queen nodded slightly, her expression cold and serious, as if something big was about to happen.
"According to intelligence, Lorenzo their operation has ended and is now on their way back to Invig. β
Oscar reported on his work, and Nordero's eyes were fixed on the port of Maruri, keeping an eye on the course of events.
"As we designed, Ivar Rodblok has died in the port of Marury, and his death will be the trigger, our righteousness.
According to our previous agreement with BjΓΆrn Rodebrok, we will join forces with the Vikings in the near future to wage war against Gaulnalo and its Rhine League. β
Oscar's voice changed slightly, and although he had always looked casual, Haybold still felt a burst of pressure when this kind of words came out of his mouth.
This is a war, a war driven by the interests and purposes of all parties, and this time it is not the words depicted in my own book, but an incomparably real fight, where many people will die, many, many people will die.
"Pope Migr's fate is unknown, but according to Lorenzo's dictation, it doesn't matter whether Migr is dead or alive, he is sure that Lawrence is still alive, and in his words the situation is very complicated, and he has decided to meet you in person when he returns. β
"Hmm...... I know. β
The queen exhaled, war was also a lot of pressure for her.
"So what are we going to do next? Your Majesty. β
Oscar asked.
"Just move forward as we were designed, stir up the situation and drag the whole world into the flames of war, only then can we ensure that more people can survive." β
The Queen's voice was unequivocal.
"According to calculations, we need to reduce the total population of the Western countries by at least 30% in this war, and the builders of the other countries will get our news after tonight, and they will secretly influence the political trend in different ways, until finally everyone is involved in this world war. β
Oscar trembled slightly, and today ...... No, in some unknown council before this, countless lives were already doomed.
"Why, are you scared?" asked the Queen.
"Of course. β
Oscar didn't pretend to be strong, he pinched his forehead hard, trying to smooth out the wrinkles.
"I'm more than afraid, Your Majesty, I'm so scared, if I had been more timid, you would have been able to smell my urine by now. β
Oscar teased himself, but there was not the slightest smile on his face.
"Unlike the glorious war of the Patriotic Nation, this war was provoked by us, a war that swept the entire Western world, although it is said that it is for the survival of more people and for the survival of mankind......"
Oscar said and looked at his old hand, which had once held a sword and a spear, and a pen, and was now covered with blood.
"Even though we have our own reasons, very righteous reasons, I will still be terrified, I will see countless dead people taking revenge on me, and even if I can survive the war, these ghosts will haunt me until death. β
The queen's face was expressionless, she had long been mentally prepared, this kind of thing would not affect her mind, but hearing this, the queen couldn't help but say.
"Your words remind me of what BjΓΆrn said to me when he left, to be precise, what Ivar said to him, and which he relayed to me. β
"Dead man's words?"
Oscar half-jokingly, he apologized for the unseen Ivar Rodblok, and even if he died, his death would be put to good use.
"Hmm...... Ivar was a man who was tired of fighting, and children like him were simply outliers among the Vikings, and Bjorn could not understand him, until one day Ivar gave Bjorn his own reasons. β
The queen's voice was cold, and it was obviously a closed room, and the candle flame flickered slightly for some reason.
He said that humanity is cursed, and Valhalla is neither after death nor in life.
This world, the world in which countless of us live, is the 'Valhalla', where countless people are born, fight, and then die, and fall into an endless cycle with no end in sight. β
The atmosphere fell into gloom, but the queen's attitude changed and became extremely stern.
"But somebody has to do this, if in order for the majority to survive, the other part of the people must be killed, if no one dares to take the blade and slash their lives, then leave this kind of thing to me, I am willing to bear such a sin, as long as more people can survive. β
Oscar felt tired, as if he had fought a battle, and in just a few minutes he felt like he was several years older.
"So what are you going to do next, I mean Lorenzo, he's a variable, and in his mind, I think our plot to start a war has been completely exposed to his eyes, not so much that he wants to meet you, but that he's here to ask you for an explanation, and if your answer doesn't satisfy him, he'll kill you with a sword. β
"Do you think he'd do that? assassinate a queen?"
The queen was somewhat unconvinced.
"Who knows, he is a variable, a very interesting individual, a man has the ability to change the situation, but the master of this power is a psychopath, and now he has made mistakes and done evil under our design, and he has opened the prelude to war......"
Oscar's head ached, and he continued.
"Maybe he won't kill you first, but give me a knife first, and then come to you with my head and say to you, 'If you're not honest, this is the end.'" β
"Anyway, his attitude still needs us to care. β
"Then tell him all this, our purpose, our past, the battles and wars we have repeated for an unknown number of times. β
The queen said directly.
"At that point, there will be not many options left for Mr. Lorenzo Holmos, who will still kill me in a fit of rage, or will he be moved by me and join the revelry of this war, or will he have a mental breakdown and spend the rest of his life in decadence?"
"What do you think? Oscar. β
Oscar thought about it, and with what he knew about Lorenzo, he really didn't know what the final result would be, so he could only say casually.
"Maybe he'll kill you first, and then join the revelry of war, trying to stop it all, but he can't survive under the tide of the times, and finally loses his soul and becomes that ridiculous detective again. β
"But there may be other options. The queen said suddenly.
"You...... What do you mean?"
Oscar asked, feeling the queen meant something.
"Another way, a new way, the way that will save us from this cycle of despair. β
The queen had thought of everything, she said.
"If Mr. Holmes can be moved by me, if I am not killed by him, I will let him go to the Keeper of Secrets, so that he can see the [truth] of the world, as you said, he is a variable, maybe he can find a better way to end this after seeing [the truth]. β
"Are you betting your hopes on him?"
"It's just an investment, and if he fails, then the war continues, and no one can stop it. β
Oscar was silent and took a deep breath, he stood up and spoke to the Queen.
"After tonight, I will inform all the Nation Builders that a new cycle has begun. β
The queen struggled to get up, and she held out her hand to Oscar.
"For our ideal country, Oscar Wilde. β
Oscar nodded, and he also reached out and shook it with the queen.
"For the sake of the land and survival of mankind. β