“...... That's all we translated, and the time was short, so we didn't translate much, but I think that what we're translating now is enough for everyone to understand the original situation. Cullen Seth finished his work with several other scholars on the long, poem-like style, and concluded with a summary.

"Father, do you even believe that this is something that does not exist in history at all? That so-called ancient book is clearly a forgery, and who knows what the Holy See of Light has to do. Brun Seth looked at Cullen Seth who was sitting next to him and said helplessly.

Before Cullen Seth could speak, another scholar sitting next to him spoke first, the legendary magician Aristotle.

"Boy, are you questioning the mistake of this book?" said Aristotle, slapping the table, both of his beards standing up.

Aristotle was responsible for testing the authenticity of this "Dusty Scroll", and after Aristotle's magic circle inspection, it can be determined that this "Dusty Scroll" is at least 500,000 years old.

Magicians are extremely confident in their results, and Aristotle is no exception, so when he heard Brun Seth question himself, Aristotle blew up, he never allowed others to question his test results, he was the most professional!

"Uh-uh...... Uh, I'm sorry senior, I didn't mean to question your decision, I just don't believe in it, uh...... "In front of a legendary magician, the identity of the king is really useless, people can come and go when they want, you mobilize an army to attack someone's magic tower, maybe you end up with a total annihilation."

Cullen Seth snorted, looking arrogant.

"Mr. Aristotle, are you sure that this ancient book is genuine, that it was written by our ancestors?" asked Charlene Elvi, who was still unconvinced.

"Of course it's true, the magic array has detected the time traces on this ancient book for more than 500,000 years, even if I want to lie, but the traces left by the long river of time will never be faked, if you don't believe it, you can do the time test yourself. Aristotle was unhappy to say that he had been questioned by two men in a short period of time, which was very disrespectful for a legendary magician who had been famous for a long time.

Cyril Victor looked at the people present and continued: "Thank you, Your Majesty Cullen, for the help of our translation, Mr. Aristotle, for the time test, and for the concerted efforts of the other scholars. There are so many high-level scholars in all fields here to prove it for me, you should believe it now, right?"

"I barely believe you. Sharlene Elley said with a cold look.

"I've always believed that there is a painting depicting the scene on the murals of my orc clan, but I didn't know the content of it before, and now this mystery has finally been solved, and I can go back and let my priests write the heroic deeds of our ancestors into an epic and circulate, so that all the people of my clan can feel the glory of our ancestors!"

Nordin's words once again confirm the correctness of Cyril Victor's words. There are a lot of murals handed down by the orcs, the time and age are different, and the location of existence is not concentrated, most of them are east and west, and new murals can still be found now, so to speak, this kind of murals cannot be faked.

"Well, I believe what you say, too. "My dad is sitting here, and Brun Seth doesn't recognize it.

"Now that everyone has reached a consensus, let's sign a treaty. Cyril Victor beckoned again, and a tall maid in a white veil came up with a wooden plate.

"You have a pretty good life, the girls are very beautiful, and they are specially chosen to satisfy your own selfish desires, right?" the Elven Empress Sharine Elvi asked disdainfully, looking at the tall maid standing quietly beside Cyril Victor.

All the maids who work in the Cathedral of Vanti are the best beauties in a million, and the ones who serve the Pope are even more beautiful with beautiful faces and bumpy figures, and I wonder if Cyril Victor specially prepared them for his own hobbies that cannot be compared with outsiders.

The tall maid blushed when she heard Sharlene Elvie's words, and her gaze at Victor was even more Lingbo, with a hint of affection...... If this climbs into the Pope's bed, it will be a lifetime of glory and wealth!

"Ahem......" Victor coughed awkwardly and said, "Your Majesty Sha Lin, you know, every one of our popes must maintain the body of a child, so that we can better control the holy arts, once the body is broken, the cultivation and realm will be greatly reduced." ”

Victor picked up several documents from the tray, divided them among the rulers, and said, "This is the whole content of the treaty, and if you have no objections after reading it, please press your own handprint." ”

Hegel had already read the content of the treaty, which was almost a coalition of several parties to put aside all their previous suspicions, and fight together for all life on the continent at any cost.

The demon king imprinted his own handprint, which still smelled of sulfur, and then he looked at where the leaders of the tribes read the treaty, and this scene seemed familiar......

"Children, my power has been eroded, so I can't hold out for long, I have prepared a new brother race for you, the Demon Clan, they also have great power, but they are flawed, so they will not betray us like the angels, now let their king come and introduce himself to you. ”

"Hello everyone, I am Hegel, I am the demon of fear, like everyone, we demons are also the children of our fathers, I hope that our brothers and sisters can fight together against strong enemies and defeat each other!"

"Welcome Hegel, welcome to our big family, from today onwards, we dwarves will cover you!"

"Don't be ashamed, people are much more powerful than you dwarves, and they still use you to cover Hegel, if the demon clan needs a lot of weapons, my human race will provide them all!"

"We dwarves are masters of forging!"

"Cut, although our Terran is a little worse in quality, but the production speed is fast, we make ten knives, and it would be good if you dwarves could make half of them!"

"Hegel, let's two brothers practice to see whose muscles are stronger?"

"Pasha, you stink to death, people don't want to play with you!"

"Damn Elvi, look at the move!"

......

"What's wrong?" Victor saw Hegel in a daze.

Hegel shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that something comes to mind." ”

"I think back then, the first generation of leaders also gathered around the round table like this, and it was my father who sat on my main seat...... Alas, things are not people. ”