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This is the capital, the capital of the empire, also known as the city of the far south, it is a city built in the southernmost part of Ilildan, close to the south pole of the world, it can be said that within the territory of the empire, as long as you go south, you will eventually reach the capital.

The light of the sun in the middle of the sky was already a little dim, and one could already observe its changes with the naked eye, and it would not be long before it would dim completely, when the triennial Shimmer Day would come, the most important festival in the imperial calendar, and even the annual New Year could not be compared.

The street lights on the streets of the capital have been lit, just now the capital energy supply bureau has completed the final inspection of the capital energy supply network, their task is to ensure that there will be no problems with the magic supply of the capital after the darkness comes, this is a very important job, it is related to the normal operation of all activities on the shimmer day.

A few days ago, the No. 13 energy supply station stopped working without warning, and this unexpected situation overwhelmed the capital energy supply bureau, which was a new energy supply station built two years ago, built on the small star sea, with twelve sets of state-of-the-art magic hubs, responsible for continuously extracting magic from the small star sea and supplying it to the capital's magic network.

The fourth-generation seawater conversion hub used by Station 13 was developed by the Third Research Institute of the Empire for more than 10 years, and theoretically there were no quality problems, but at the time of the incident, the 12 sets of hubs at Station 13 stopped working at the same time, and when they were inspected afterwards, it was found that all the hubs had burned down. After receiving the report, the personnel of the 3rd Research Institute immediately blocked the 13th energy supply station, and until now they have not given an accident analysis report.

However, fortunately, after the emergency treatment of the Capital Energy Supply Bureau, the energy supply task of the No. 13 energy supply station has been distributed to several other energy supply stations, at least until the end of the shimmer day, there will be no energy supply problems in the capital.

The Victory Square in the center of the capital was crowded with the inhabitants of all races of the Empire, and it was only on such a day that the demons, as the ruling class of the Empire, would mercifully allow the untouchables of other races under their rule to gather with them to celebrate the festival.

But even so, the square of Victory is still distinct, from the obelisk in the center of the square to the Valhalla in front of the square, about half of the area belongs to the demons, although there are many people, but not very crowded, and they can talk back and forth with each other. The other half of the area is filled with civilians of other races under the Empire's rule, who are several times the number of demons in the square. Between the two areas was an invisible separation zone, about a meter wide, which the demons disdained, while the civilians in the other area, although they were huddled together and had difficulty even turning around, were very amuseful not to set foot on it.

The situation in the square looked very clear from the high platform erected in front of Valhalla, but Nogu Sidon did not care about the racial discrimination in the square, he was a high demon and belonged to the Nogu family, and his family had three imperial prime ministers. Sidon can be called young and promising, he was nominated by the Valhalla Elders at the age of thirty, and is expected to become the youngest Valhalla elder in history. The family had high hopes for him, and won him the opportunity to preside over the Glimmer Day celebration, and he was ambitious to shine at this celebration. For this celebration, he has hid in his room alone and rehearsed countless times for the mirror, thinking about various ways to deal with emergencies, but there is no such thing.

The celebration was supposed to start five minutes ago, but some of the seats in the VIP seats were still empty, such as Hegu Danmerson, the Grand Elder of Valhalla, and Ye Zhiqiu, the principal of Tiangong Academy, but what really made the celebration have to be postponed was because of the three empty seats on the side of the rostrum, which belonged to the Council of the Three Kings, the highest decision-making level of the empire, Ya Guwa, the Lord of the Mountains, Simon, the Lord of the Seven Seas, and Kong El, the Lord of the Ruling Firmament.

Seaton realizes that the real protagonist of the Shimmer Day celebration is not himself, but the owner of the three chairs, and as long as they are not there, the celebration will have to be postponed indefinitely. Seaton noticed that the people in the square had noticed the anomaly, and an anxious mood had grown among them.

With so many people participating in the celebration at the same time, it is a great test for the capital garrison in terms of security, if the celebration can not start again, it is difficult to imagine how the people will react, it is not that there has been no stampede at the Shimmer Day celebration in the history of the empire, once the chaos appears, then the situation will be out of control, and their own future will also be buried. Thinking of this, Sidon's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and he made a few small speeches on the rostrum, trying to calm the people's anxious mood, and at the same time praying in his heart over and over again that the three adults would be there sooner.

At the same time, in the other corner of the capital, Tiangong Academy.

Ye Zhiqiu sent the last document in his hand into the fireplace, and after watching all the papers turn to ashes in the flames, his tightly knit brows finally relaxed. He straightened his glasses on the bridge of his nose, put a gray trench coat over his sauce-colored sweater, and then extinguished the fire, looked around to make sure it was correct, and turned off the lights in the headmaster's room.

The school's winter break had already begun more than ten days ago, and by this time, even the few students who had chosen to stay on campus during the holidays had all gone to the streets to participate in the celebrations, and they would probably not return until late, and the empty campus seemed a little cold.

Ye Zhiqiu lifted his collar, struck a match, and lit a cigarette for himself.

The sun in the middle of the sky was completely out of sight, except for the three dim moons and the stars. Ye Zhiqiuhua hadn't figured out what kind of existence they were for many years. The Sun, whose brightness changes periodically, and the three moons, which revolve around the Sun in cycles of five, forty-nine, and four hundred and forty-one days, that is, a week, a month, and a year, are like the hands on a clock, showing the changes in the seasons of day and night.

Ye Zhiqiu looked away from the sky, the question that he couldn't figure out for a few years, he couldn't think of it for a while at the moment, and compared to the sun and moon hanging in the sky and moving accurately, there were other things that bothered him more here.

He walked down a path towards the academy gate, neither fast nor slow, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, his gaze casually scanning the ancient school. Throughout the empire, this school was a special presence. It may not be the best school in the Empire, but it is the only non-demonic school in the Empire that is allowed to teach magic, a right granted to it in the Empire's founding manifesto, and historians have not yet figured out why, and there are many theories, the only thing that is certain is that the school is even older than the Empire itself.

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep puff of cigarette, then spit out a large smoke ring into the sky, and at the same time threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped on it with his foot.

"It wouldn't be nice for the students to see the principal doing this. ”

Ye Zhiqiu looked up, and in front of the white statue of Tiangong, the founder of the academy, in front of the main gate of the academy, there was an old man in an old blue cotton jacket looking at him with a smile.

"I'm sorry. Ye Zhiqiu bent down to pick up the cigarette butt he threw down, looked around, but did not find the trash can, he frowned, and a burst of flame ignited in his hand to turn the cigarette butt into ashes, and then Ye Zhiqiu walked to the old man's side.

The dark blue cotton jacket worn by the old man has faded in many places, and it can be seen that it has accompanied the old man for many years, and the old man's goatee and hair have turned gray, but a pair of eyes look very energetic. Ye Zhiqiu felt that he was a little kind, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it for a while, probably one of the school nurses, he didn't think much about it, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to the old man.

The old man waved his hand and did not take the cigarette.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't say anything, stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, struck another match, and lit it.

"Mr. Principal, smoking too much is not good for your health. The old man kindly reminded.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled embarrassedly, "It's an old problem, why didn't the old man go home to accompany his family during the rare holiday?"

"Isn't Mr. Headmaster still staying at school?" said the old man kindly.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced in the direction of Victory Square, and there were fireworks rising from that direction, "That kind of occasion...... It's too hilarious for me. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled and did not speak again, and at the same time moved their eyes to the statue, this statue was erected when the school was completed, it has a history of hundreds of years, and it is an out-and-out "cultural relic", although the school sends people to bless it every year, but it still can't withstand the erosion of time, the main part of the statue is still intact, but many places, including the facial features, have become blurred.

"It's going to be windy. The old man looked at the statue and suddenly said something without looking for a margin.

"Huh!?" This sentence flashed through Ye Zhiqiu's mind like a shock, stirring up turbulent waves in it.

"Headmaster, the car is ready, Mr. Hegu is waiting for you in the car. Gu Qiushi, the principal's secretary, came over at some point and pulled Ye Zhiqiu back to reality from his thoughts. At his suggestion, Ye Zhiqiu saw that his black classic car had stopped outside the school gate, and Hegu Danmerson sat in the back seat and bowed slightly to him.

"I'll be right here. Ye Zhiqiu told Gu Qiushi, and then looked at the old man, only to find that the old man had left, leaving only Ye Zhiqiu with a back that gradually disappeared into the night when he walked outside the school, Ye Zhiqiu frowned, and glanced thoughtfully at the statue of Tiangong.

"Is there anything else the principal hasn't taken care of?" Gu Qiushi asked.

"No, nothing, let's go. Ye Zhiqiu took off the cigarette butt that was about to burn out and was about to throw it away, when he suddenly seemed to remember something, smiled self-deprecatingly, and the fire flashed in his hand again, turning the cigarette butt into ashes.

After Ye Zhiqiu did all this, he walked straight to the side of the car, opened the back door, and sat next to Dan Mosheng, while Gu Qiushi sat in the driver's seat and started the classic car.

After Ye Zhiqiu sat down, he found that Dan Mosheng was looking at him, with an expression on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and an unknown meaning flashed on the ink-colored lens unique to the demon spirit.

"What's the matter, do I have flowers on my face? Ye Zhiqiu asked unceremoniously, he is probably the only one in the human race who dares to be so indulgent with the high demon spirit.

Everyone in the capital city knew that Ye Zhiqiu, the principal of Tiangong Academy, and Hegu Danmerson, the great elder of Valhalla, were a pair of old friends, and their friendship began many years ago, and no one knew how the little-known young human named Zhiqiu, who had just appeared in the capital, got acquainted with Hegu Danmerson, the elder of Valhalla, who was a high demon spirit. As if out of thin air, he appeared in the capital and obtained the title of Hegu · Dan Merson's friendship, and then he was like a rising star, first entered the Ye family, the head of the family, married the eldest daughter of the head of the family, Ye Duxue, and then entered the Tiangong Academy to teach the history of magic, in 791, Ye Zhiqiu became famous for a paper on the reform of prophecy held by the First Research Institute of the Empire, and two years later Ye Zhiqiu became the school's teaching director, in 794, the first principal of the Tiangong Academy, Ye Zhongxuan, that is, his father-in-law, died of a violent illness, and the Ye family, which was not prosperous, fell into chaos, at this time, Ye Zhiqiu, who was only twenty-seven years old, took over as the head of the Ye family, stabilized the Ye family, and at the same time became the thirty-second president of the college, and legally inherited the White Tower in the Academy, becoming one of the prophets recognized by the Empire.

Dan Mosheng was not angry because of Ye Zhiqiu's unreasonableness, "Tell me, is it my eye that is wrong?"

"I don't think the famous Great Sage will be blinded. Ye Zhiqiu didn't look at him and closed the window.

"But I remember you had an aversion to magic. Danmerson looked at him with a smile.

Ye Zhiqiu turned his head and met Dan Mosheng's blue eyes with black eyes and white eyes, and said very seriously, "I never said that I hate demon methods, I just don't like to rely on magic." ”

Danmerson smiled and didn't say anything.

"It's not like you to be absent from the celebration. Ye Zhiqiu leaned on the backrest, found a comfortable position for himself, and glanced at Dan Mosheng.

"Aren't you also absent?" replied Danmerson.

"It's not the first time I've been absent, and since I'm not here as a human, the demons will feel more comfortable. Ye Zhiqiu pursed his lips, "So great sage, why did you skip the celebration and come to me?"

The smile on Dan Mosheng's face disappeared, and he looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a solemn face, "I thought you wouldn't go up to the White Tower again after that." ”

Ye Zhiqiu took a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it to his mouth, Dan Mosheng snapped his fingers before he took out the match and helped him light the cigarette, Ye Zhiqiu looked at him and frowned, but didn't say anything, took a deep puff of the cigarette, "I think so too, but there are some things that I can only understand by using the White Tower." ”

"What do you see?" Dan Merson looked at him with a frown.

"He does have royal blood, and he is of direct blood. ”

"Which king?" Dan Merson's wrinkles deepened.

"Lord of Swords and Blood. After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he spit out a smoke ring above his head.

"It's no wonder that he built the White Tower. Thinking of that person, Dan Mosheng suddenly looked at Ye Zhiqiu with concern, "Speaking of him, how is Twilight Rain, I heard that she came back a few days ago." ”

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes flickered a little, and she sighed, "She really didn't listen to my brother-in-law and gave birth to the child." Then he took another puff on his cigarette.

"How old is the child?"

"Three-year-old, girl, looks normal at the moment. Ye Zhiqiu still had half of the cigarette in his mouth and burned to the end at once, he pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray to extinguish, and then opened the cigarette case to take another one.

However, he couldn't get the cigarette out, and Danmerson blocked his hand holding the cigarette, "Let's smoke a few less." Then he took the cigarette case from his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's take a step and see one step at a time, maybe it can be a normal child?"

The two of them leaned on the back seat and didn't speak, but the silence didn't last long before it was broken by Ye Zhiqiu, "I also saw something else... Times are about to change. ”

......

Imperial City, a certain secret room.

The three most distinguished figures of the Empire, who were supposed to attend the celebration, gathered in this small secret room, and they sat around a round table, in the center of which was a recording crystal, and in it was an unclear image, but the three people watching the video stared intently at the continuous cycle of images, and Ya Guwa had a hellish expression on his face.

"How could he be alive. Ya Guwa slapped the table, almost jumping.

"This is an image that has been processed repeatedly by the First Research Institute, and there is absolutely no doubt about the authenticity. Empty El said.

"I don't doubt the authenticity of the image, he is still alive, which means that the Babel accident did not kill him back then, but only sealed him to the bottom of the Little Star Sea, but what I am curious about is that he has been out of trouble for several days, why has there been no movement at all, where is he and what he wants to do?" said Simon with a frown.

"What else can we do, it must be a big injury, and we haven't recovered yet, so we have to find him now, and then turn him into a real corpse. The murderous intent on Ya Guwa's face was undisguised.

Kong El directly poured a basin of cold water on him, "Have you forgotten the king of crime and punishment, even if he is not in the state, he should not be underestimated, not to mention that he is a 'saint'! ”

"Then what do you say? When he recovers and exterminates us one by one, he is not a merciful person!"

"He won't come to kill us, I can deal with him, but only if you don't have any doubts about me, and you must spare no effort to support any of my decisions. Khon El ignored Ya Guwa's anger and said calmly.

"If you really have a solution, I don't have a problem, but I'd like to hear your thoughts first. Simon banged on the table and thought for a moment before saying.

"He's not the King of Crime and Punishment, he's not crazy, so he has weaknesses to follow. ”

"What a weakness. Ya Guwa asked angrily.

"He was the founding monarch of the Empire. Empty El's face had an unfathomable smile on his face.

......

In a dimly lit tavern outside Tiangong Academy.

The lock on the wooden door of the tavern suddenly untied itself, the wooden door made a "squeak" sound, was pushed open, the old man in the old cotton jacket walked in, he strolled through the closed tavern, sat in front of the counter, a bottle of red wine left on the counter seemed to be held up by an invisible hand, floating in front of the old man, poured half a glass of wine, the old man picked up the wine glass, took a sip, his face was full of expressions of enjoyment, he was a little pale and the ground was a lot more ruddy.

The old man came here because he was waiting for someone, someone he didn't want to see, but had to.

"It's just a bottle of inferior red wine that's less than 10 years old, and it's even mixed with water. ”

"But it's the most delicious wine I've had in hundreds of years. The old man replied.

"Perhaps. I don't know when, a person shrouded in black robes came behind the old man, he sat down next to the old man without asking for the old man's consent, and at the same time took off his hood, there were two or three faint wrinkles on his forehead under the pale silver hair, the inky lens in his eyes told the identity of his demon spirit, and the sharp aura in the blood-colored pupils could not be hidden, he poured himself half a glass of red wine and took a sip before saying.

"I thought you'd run. The middle-aged demon spirit said.

"It's all been forgotten by this world for hundreds of years, where else can I go?" the old man smiled self-deprecatingly, "Besides, we said okay, you take me out, I will make a prophecy for you, I am not an untrustworthy person." ”

The middle-aged demon spirit glanced at the old man, "Don't lie to yourself, Tiangong, we are all oath-breakers." ”

Tiangong was silent for a while, and sighed, "Yes, we are all oath-breakers. Tiangong tilted his head and glanced out of the tavern, "He is indeed strong, even if he dies, he is still stronger than all of us." ”

"But he died after all, and I'm still alive. "The middle-aged demon spirit seemed to be very disdainful of the fear of heavenly work.

"Tell me, Saint, is there nothing in this world that you are afraid of?" Celestial Craftsman met the eyes of the Saint.

Saint didn't answer, but his contemptuous look spoke for itself.

"Saint, what do you want to do? Tiangong looked at the saint with a solemn expression.

Sheng smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth, looking at his smile, Tiangong felt a little infiltrating, "I've only been gone for hundreds of years, there are many people who have forgotten their position, it's time for them to spit out what doesn't belong to them, you can choose to help me, or watch without doing anything." ”

"What do I get. Tiangong looked into the holy eyes, and there was no smile on his face.

"Hahaha, this is you, the sinister and cunning genius. Saint put away his smile, "When I take back the Empire, humans will have the same rights as demons." ”

"Let's finish the agreement first. Tiangong did not reply immediately, and took out an ordinary-looking mirror from his old cotton jacket. When the moonlight shining through the tavern window fell on the mirror, the whole mirror seemed to come to life suddenly, greedily devouring all the magic in the surrounding space.

Saint watched with interest as this happened, and when the mirror seemed to saturate with a little fluorescence, Saint asked, "So, tell me, what kind of future do you see?"

"The wind of freedom is whispering, it is waiting for an opportunity, when the time comes, it will turn into a hurricane and sweep through the empire, and among the distant mountains, the sinners will raise torches to cheer its arrival, and their flames will set the forests, the steppes, the mountains, and the whole north." After the flames, a new kingdom will be born from the ashes, and the newborn king will determine its fate. After saying all this, the mirror turned back into an ordinary mirror, and Tiangong was panting as if all his strength had been drained.

"Tell me, it's not what I thought it was. The saint's face was very solemn.

However, Tiangong's face was even more ugly, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he still raised his head and said, "I'm afraid it's exactly what you think." ”

"Where do I go to find this gust of wind? Saint stood up, and from his eyes it was clear that he had moved his killing intent.

However, Tiangong laughed mockingly, "No one can catch the wind, not even you, you can't stop fate." ”

At the same time, a black classic car is moving slowly.

After listening to the prophecy that Ye Zhiqiu received through the White Tower, Dan Mosheng closed his eyes and fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he looked at Ye Zhiqiu, "In your eyes, what kind of person would be called a sinner. ”

Ye Zhiqiu straightened his eyes and replied plainly, "Maruzat said in "The Centuries" that those who are born with sins are sinners. ”

"It seems that the future of the empire will depend on the Inhumans. Danmerson looked out the window at the fireworks that kept rising, and fell into deep thought.

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