In the borrowing room of the Historic District of the Elven River Library, the closing bell rang faintly, and the library staff politely asked those who were immersed in books to leave.

In the corner of the borrowing room, a man was reading the "Nagato Yearbook", and he had no intention of getting up and leaving, and the staff didn't seem to see him, and no one came to ask him to leave, until the people in the borrowing room had left, and the person in charge of this area came to his table and said very respectfully: "Mr. Ye, we are closing." ”

"yes, I see. Ye Zhiqiu nodded, turned a page of the book, and continued to read.

The person in charge didn't say anything more, respectfully stepped back and left the borrowing room. A few minutes later, the main energy supply to the large library was cut off, and the magic lamp in the lending room was extinguished, leaving only the faint emergency light still on.

Ye Zhiqiu's fingers lightly tapped on the table in front of him, and a ball of light emerged from nothingness and floated beside him, illuminating the book in his hand for him. He had been meditating here for two days, but he had not seen Maruzat, and the Know-It-Knower could not have known that he was coming, but he had not come to see him.

Ye Zhiqiu had already been to the inner hall of the big library more than once, and it was not too difficult for him to forcibly open the door to the inner hall, but if he did so, he would lose the meaning of coming here.

"There are some errors in the book's account of the Battle of Nagato. The old voice finally rang out in the borrowing room.

Ye Zhiqiu closed the "Nagato Yearbook" in his hand, this book is very valuable for those who study the Battle of Nagato, but since Maruzat said that it was wrong, then it must be wrong, "But I have never heard that you have corrected these mistakes." ”

Maruzatra opened the chair opposite Ye Zhiqiu and sat down, "There are many mistakes in this world, and it is impossible for me to correct them one by one." ”

Ye Zhiqiu put down the book and looked at the old man opposite very seriously, "This is your attitude." ”

Maruzat raised his hand, grabbed a teapot from the void with one hand, and waved it over the table with the other, leaving behind a cup into which he poured tea and said, "The last time someone forced me to take sides was in 126. ”

What happened in AC126, as a teacher of the history of magic, Ye Zhiqiu knew very well that it was that year that the Holy Overthrew the Holy Alliance, established the Second Empire of Turin, and established the dominance of the Demon Spirit.

Maruzat pushed the cup full of tea in front of Ye Zhiqiu, and said calmly, "I have lived for a long time and have seen too much chaos, and this dispute between demons and spirits is really meaningless. ”

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the teacup, did not taste it, but looked at the leaf in the cup that was floating up and down in a daze, for a long time, the leaf finally sank to the bottom of the cup, "You are right, the dispute of the demon spirits is meaningless, so I don't want to know which side you will be on, I came to you for other things." ”

Ye Zhiqiu put down the teacup in his hand, and seeing that Maruzat didn't say anything, he continued to speak, "The saint was once believed to have died in the explosion of the Tower of Babel, and the King of Crime and Punishment was crucified at sea by Boga in legend, but they all came back, especially the King of Crime and Punishment, who was defeated once in Danchester and again in Khiva Town, but he is still haunted, I can understand that this is because the king is as tenacious as a cockroach. So, is it not just them, there are more kings who have not died?"

Maruzat put his hand on the table, "The king is special, they have transcended the concept of living beings, they may be silent, but they will never die. ”

"So eventually all the kings will return. Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, hidden under his glasses, gradually became cold.

"It's inevitable. Maruzat replied.

These things were all predicted by Ye Zhiqiu, he was just confirming with Maruzat now, the king would always return, the king of crime and punishment, the saint, there would be more kings to appear, Bohe, Tiangong and others would appear again sooner or later, such a future made him feel hopeless.

"A few years ago, when I used the White Tower for the last time, I foresaw the prophecy that a new kingdom would be born from the ashes, and that a newborn king would determine its fate. Ye Zhiqiu took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took out the mirror cloth from his pocket and wiped them carefully, "Except for those kings, you are the longest-living spellcaster in this world, if anyone will become a king, then you should be the closest one, so I want to know your attitude." ”

Maruzat spoke slowly, "Zhiqiu, if what you said is true, I have lived for so many years, but I still haven't taken that step, doesn't that mean anything?"

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head, "But this doesn't guarantee that you won't take that step in the future, I want to know your exact attitude, will you become a king?"

Maruzat smiled, he didn't answer the question, but threw out another question, "Zhiqiu, what do you think of the 'king'?"

"Only a dead king is a good king. Ye Zhiqiu replied very decisively, this was his true thoughts, although it was the return of the saint that allowed him to have a say in the decision-making level of the demon spirit so quickly, but he still didn't want to see any king crawl out of the tomb, even if it was Tiangong, he also thought that the statue in the academy that couldn't see his face clearly would be better than himself.

After hearing his answer, Maruzat's wrinkled face smiled, "This is an idea that most people don't have, but I will agree with you in this regard, although I am close to that crown, I will never crown myself." ”

"Why?" Ye Zhiqiu asked, he would not unconditionally believe the other party because of the other party's words, even if he was omniscient.

Maruzat stretched out his palm, and a ball of water rose from his withered and cracked palm, "Zhiqiu, this world is far more fragile than you think, and a little destruction can lead to the collapse of the whole, and the Cataclysm has confirmed this as we do." ”

Some bubbles appeared in the middle of the water ball, and Maruzat then spoke, "Every king will gather magic power of an abnormal scale, and these highly concentrated magic power is oppressing this world, bringing great pressure to the entire Ilildan, especially the world in the north has decayed and has not yet recovered, in this case, if the number of kings appearing in the south exceeds a certain threshold, the world in the south will inevitably usher in decay." ”

More and more bubbles appeared in the balloon, and finally, when the last straw fell, a certain balance began to tilt, and the collapse was like an avalanche, and the whole balloon collapsed in an instant, and it could no longer maintain its shape.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the splash and fell into silence, what Maruzat said could not be confirmed, but he still had a high authority in this regard after witnessing countless springs and autumns in this world, "Then what will that threshold be?"

Maruzat smiled and shook his head, "Although they call me the 'All-Knowing', I don't really know everything, I just live a little longer, I see a little more things, how many kings can this world hold, and what will happen to Ildan after the collapse, I can't answer these questions, because I can't make inferences about things I don't know." ”

Although Maruzat did not give an answer, the unknown is also a desperate thing, and who can guarantee that the next king will not be the end of the whole system?

No one can guarantee how many new kings there will be, especially under the premise that the king will not die, and the day when the threshold will be exceeded seems to come, but is the king really not going to die?

Ye Zhiqiu raised his head and looked at Maruzat, "Is it true that the king can't be killed?"

"Yes, the king cannot be killed. Maruzat replied in the affirmative.

There is no such thing as an absolute thing in this world, although Maruzat gave the conclusion that the king will not die, but he still does not intend to accept it, "I have the ability to die, so far I have suffered many fatal injuries, but none of them have really died, even so, I still don't think that I really will not die, but the way to kill me has not yet appeared." So, I can't accept your words, and I insist that there is a way to kill the king in this world. ”

"It's just not there yet, isn't it?" Maruzat continued, "Zhiqiu, maybe you're right, there is a way to kill the king, but if this method can never be mastered, then what's the point of it existing?"

"Zagu Maharaja!" Ye Zhiqiu's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, "That legendary caveman princess, he was the king, but he died in the Battle of Nagato!"

"Zagu, not dead. Maruzat threw a bombshell, "Zagu was only defeated in the Battle of Nagato, the capital city was built to seal his body and prevent him from returning, although it was destroyed by the seal for hundreds of years, his heart still beats from time to time. ”

In an instant, some things were sorted out by Ye Zhiqiu, and he finally understood why the saint had a feeling of being tied in the capital, and why he was so shocked that Jose entered the capital with the White Emperor Sword, because he was afraid of surprise Zagu.

Although Ye Zhiqiu was a little uneasy to know that the capital was actually a crater, it also allowed him to master a hole card, at least he knew that the saint would never make a big move in the capital, but on the other hand, he was still at a loss how to get rid of the king.

Maruzat's attitude is already very clear, he will not become a king, there is no way to get more information from him about the king's affairs, as for the dispute between the Council of the Three Kings and the saint, he also has the meaning of watching the fire from the other side, although he did not come to ask Maruzat to take sides, but Ye Zhiqiu still decided to say something before leaving, "Although this is just a power dispute between demons and spirits, you can't deny that this is also a confrontation between mortals and kings, although the dispute has nothing to do with us, but for us, this is an opportunity." ”

Maruzat watched Ye Zhiqiu leave his seat and didn't get up to see him off, "Zhiqiu, I'll consider your words, but I prefer that the next time we meet, we can just have a cup of tea." ”

"Maybe next time. Ye Zhiqiu left the big library and walked into the vast night.