"Although you have been indoctrinated with a mission and emasculated from your emotions, your instincts are still creatures, and you are still attached to your homeland, and you will still feel pain and excitement until it is destroyed."

Mistofen sighed and said leisurely:

"Li Oz's return is not only good for the imperial state, he will definitely not ignore your current situation, the abyss is his basic plate."

Dialan bowed his head and said:

"That's why, it's clear that many strong people are very talented, and when they are halfway down, they are about to float up—right?"

"As long as you don't ascend to God, you are mortals, mortals will have seven emotions and six desires, they will be attached to the world, and only the grand narrative belief that transcends the individual can make people give up their personal desires and laziness, and give up everything for the motherland and faith. Narrative, on the other hand, will respond to his passionate dedication with action."

The prince said lightly:

"Xingyuan will not remember anyone, but the narrative will carry everyone's beliefs, and if the torch is passed on, the flame will not be extinguished, and the narrative will live forever."

"This is the difference between our narrative civilization and ordinary civilization, each of us has the spirit of willing to sacrifice ourselves for the continuation of the grand narrative, we are willing to give up the shackles of the individual and family, accept the transformation and deployment of the grand narrative, whether it is the empire, the temple, or the group, we have our own noble faith."

"Before I became the crown prince, I was just an ordinary civil servant with my own family and happiness, but the philosopher king chose me, and I had to give up all my ideals and hobbies, serve imperialism wholeheartedly, dedicate my life, and in the future, even my personal will will be erased and become the carrier of the administrative machine of the philosopher-king."

"Ordinary individual powerhouses, they have a way out, and when they encounter difficulties in ascending, they either retire on the spot, or come back to hang up for the elderly, people without faith and organization are like this, don't expect them to contribute much to the people and the ideal cause."

Dialan spoke:

"If Lyoz joins the Imperial State, will he be like you?"

- Until now, she was still thinking about Leoz's safety.

The crown prince bowed, and it seemed that his prediction was not wrong.

As the prime minister, but will acquiesce to the rumors of secret lovers and even mistresses, Dialan is obviously not as she claims to be, and has no concern for Li Oz at all.

"Yes."

太子 says:

"You can rest assured that Li Oz will not lose himself, and the Imperial Council will certainly not give him a position such as a philosopher's king, a crown prince, or an elector, which will have any impact on his personality."

"Then what do you need him for, no, what do you need Leoz to do?"

"I can't say that in principle, but I can explain it to you in another way."

The prince shook his head:

"During the previous [Peasants] invasion of the Imperial State, I was briefly trapped in a strange place, a gap between the timeline and the abyss, not a three-dimensional space, nor a four-dimensional or higher-dimensional existence, but you can browse through the history of tens of billions of years like the will of the source."

"The future leads to infinite possibilities, but when I look at Leoz, I see only two paths."

"Two paths? Are you saying that there are only two endings that belong to Leoz?"

"Looks like you understand what kind of curse comes into contact with the Entropy King."

Prince Mistuphon smiled, then immediately changed his face and said solemnly:

"A path that can't be told in words, even if it is presented with words and brainwave displays, it will only become a meaningless mass of information, a terrible future that cannot be leaked, but the narrative civilization should have known this for a long time, and the evidence is that since the war with the Entropy King, both the group and the temple have increased their intelligence investment in Li Oz."

"And the other ending."

The prince looked at Dialan and said:

"I see you."

"You will bring Leoz back, I see that Leoz has become extremely powerful at this moment, and once he joins the Imperial State, he will enjoy a good life, Leigh

The combination of Oz and the Imperial State will repel the evil god AP [Society] coalition. and assist the empire to supreme supremacy, and your mission will come to an end."

"Diara, I'm not thinking about you, I'm telling you a fact:"

"By joining Empire, you will be able to accomplish your mission."

"At this point, are you still going to do nothing?"

Mission.

Although they negotiated for a while, until the word was spoken, there was no concession from Dialan.

When the crown prince mentioned the mission, Dialan could no longer remain silent.

"Please give me time to think about it."

Diaran Says:

"It won't take long, you can go get a coffee or something, I'll get back to you soon."

The prince bowed his head and got up to leave:

"I'll wait nearby."

Mistaphine did what he said, didn't stop, and walked away quickly, obviously his time was also tight.

When the door closed, Cynthia rushed in: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister—"

Dialan interrupted:

"Cynthia, where's my magic storage bag?"

"I'll keep it here."

Cynthia took out a small storage bag like a sachet from her backpack and handed it to Dialan:

"Just what is right to be returned to its rightful owner."

"I need to put on makeup, you go out and communicate with the government first, and I'll negotiate with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince later."

Dialan sent Cynthia away, listening to the sound of the high heels completely away from disappearing, opened the storage bag, and took out a small bottle of crystalline silver-gray metallic liquid from inside.

Like mercury, but much clearer than that, more like blood.

"This is the last vial of Aether's blood, and only a wise man like [Wild Armor] can give me reliable advice. After that, it's hard to find."

Dialan pinched the bottle tightly, pulled out the stopper, and poured it down before the other party took the initiative to escape.

Grunt grunt –

With all the blood of the ether swallowed, Dialan put the bottle away and lay down on the bed, quietly waiting.

As the familiar world swirls and hallucinations strike, Dialan's vision gradually darkens.

Dialan ...... Dialan ...... Dia ......

The murmuring voice gradually became clear, and Dialan gradually regained control of his body, opened his eyes, and shouted:

"Wilde Chimera!"

Her voice echoed, and Diaran looked up, looking ahead.

At this moment, she was no longer lying in a ward in a field hospital in the Imperial State, but standing in a strange, peaceful night garden.

Dialan stared at the space around him, like the back garden of some church, butterflies fluttering around the flowers, through the well-tended herb garden, and landing on the shoulders of a tall, thin man.