(I fainted, I wrote the wrong chapter name again)

Accept them.

Embrace them.

These two sentences are subtle.

At first glance, Schug only felt that Zeke Ernst seemed to want to let go of his resistance to the title and identity of the illegitimate son of the Ernst family, let go of many dissatisfaction with the family in the past, and reintegrate into it as a member.

He even acquiesced in his words to Schuge's negative thoughts and emotions about his "cheap father".

As a person in power in a large aristocratic family, it is an extremely abnormal thing to show such a level of attitude in the first meeting after a long time.

Not to mention that all this is based on a series of suspicious and unbelievable facts.

Xiuge always felt that the words spoken by the old man in front of him seemed to mean something, but he had no clear evidence.

As for the fact that Princess Sophia found herself, Xiuge felt that it was impossible to hide it from Old Zeke from the beginning, and for an existence of his level, there was probably no absolute secrecy in the entire Bolden or even the entire Wattle Kingdom.

In this land, the roots of the Ernst family are too deep and too deep.

"I already know what happened tonight."

Zeke Ernst did not wait for Hugg's response, he took control of the words, and pulled Shug to talk about what had happened before: "Child, to be honest, you have a keen sense of smell and are equally cautious in your judgment in the face of potential danger, but I don't quite understand why you chose to shoot Elena from your heart?"

Xiuge looked at the nominal elder in front of him and asked rhetorically, "You mean, I should have chosen to sit on the sidelines at that time?"

"Of course not."

The old man shook his head, he laughed happily, and gently pushed and pulled the metal lever attached to the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, and drove the wheelchair to a table.

Seeing this, one of the maids immediately walked up, she reached out and gently flicked in the hidden place, and a hidden dark grid immediately popped up on the wall of the exhibition hall.

Stored in the dark compartment were several unlabeled bottles of wine, which looked a little dull in color, like a deep red gem or a lake.

"A third."

The old man commanded softly, and then the maid took a small glass and reached out to uncork it.

An extremely tempting smell immediately filled the air.

The deep drink smells a little different from the normal wine, and is more fragrant and inviting.

The glass containing a little liquor was handed to Old Zeke, who reluctantly watched as the bottle was stuffed back into the compartment, then he turned his head and grinned at Xiuge: "People are old, they can't enjoy anything casually, these are the treasures of the royal family of Saint-Stiel, and they were smuggled out of the warehouse before they even had a label...... I don't know if they were drunk first, or if I lived in the grave first."

Old Zeke was very calm when he talked about death, and did not show any taboo or fear at all.

"Come on, kid, let's get back to where we left off...... Of course, there is no absolute right answer to what happened tonight, because everyone's decision will always change depending on their position."

"So the reason you're surprised is that you don't think I should have done this from my standpoint?"

As he spoke, he pulled out another chair, and he sat down under the gaze of the two silent maids, and then he asked the old man in front of him directly, "I'm very curious, what is my position in your eyes?" Or what should it look like?"

The atmosphere in the exhibition hall seems to be a little stagnant.

Because although Shuge still uses honorifics, both his movements and his tone are very different from the other younger generations in the family, in other words, there is a lack of respect for the elders of the family and the supreme rulers.

The eyes of the two maids were fixed on Xiuge's body at the same time, almost

Nail his thin body through the wall.

Unlike the maids who were on the verge of being a great enemy, Zeke Ernst was quite satisfied with Xiuge's performance at the moment, he took a serious look at his "junior", and then raised his hand and waved at the two maids who were obviously strong and doubled as bodyguards.

The two maids paused slightly, then left the exhibition hall backwards and closed the door thoughtfully.

For a while, there were only two people left here, Xiuge and Lao Zeke.

The old man took another sip of the wine in his glass, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's right, people's choices are not only limited by their position, but also by their current strength, background, and situation...... You see, not only did you succeed in climbing out of that puddle in the city of Seren, but you also crossed the threshold of that magic because of it."

"In the Fifth Chasseur Regiment, not only did you not be ostracized by the soldiers and mages, but you solved those problems with your own strength. And when you arrived in Boldon, even Princess Sophia began to solicit you for the first time."

"This is indeed an accomplishment to brag about!"

Old Zeke still had a smile on his face, but there was always an elusive and strange hint in his tone.

Xiuge looked at the old man in front of him seriously, he looked so weak, he was not carrying a weapon, and he did not have any power on his body to protect himself, as if he could strangle him to death in the wheelchair as soon as he reached out now.

"Have you ever wondered why so many changes have happened to you?"

Old Zeke put down his glass, he restrained his smile, and said seriously, "Child, have you forgotten what you used to be like? Do you need me to help you remember?"

He leaned back slightly, reached out and tugged at the blanket on his lap: "A humble apprentice who was expelled from the academy because he had no magical talent, had to write inferior texts in exchange for manuscript fees in order to earn a living, and could only honestly hand over his money bag when he was blackmailed by hooligans, and he couldn't even look up in the face of his father's unfair treatment."

"Now, however, not only are you proficient in new firearms, but you're even willing to show off your magical talents to save a family member you don't know...... Oh, how can this not make people wonder where you stand and what you choose?"

Of course, Schug knew the answer to all that Old Zeke had described and questioned.

But he never really saw these experiences as his past, and it was really difficult to use these words to make him feel emotionally volatile.

The room fell silent, and the magic clock on the walls ticked and ticked rhythmically.

Probably because of the drinking, Old Zeke's old face looked a lot more rosy.

After talking too much in one breath, he was still a little tired, and after a few breaths of relief, the old man spoke again, "Okay, let's get back to business...... Son, I think you must be wondering why the family is trying to bring you back to Boldon?"

Shuge nodded slightly.

Old Zeke, who received a response from Shug, stared at him and asked, "Have you heard of the Black Sun Society, or the Black Sun Prophecy?"

The moment he heard this question, Xiuge's mind paused slightly.

Although he had speculated that the Ernst family might have a connection with the Black Sun Society, he did not expect that Zeke Ernst, who was the head of the family, would expose this potential strange connection directly in front of him.

Shuge controlled his expression, and the disk in his spiritual world began to spin faster, but there was no change on the surface, and then he asked softly, "Of course I did, especially the latter."

"One day, the gods will fall into madness, the knights will be devoured by the beasts, and the broken thrones will laugh and laugh...... The eternal black sun will be the messenger of war, the believers who have lost their miracles and divine graces will fight each other, and the nobles who have lost their offspring and crowns will shed rivers of blood."

Old Zeke slowly recited this widely circulated prophecy, and then he asked, "So, about the Black Sun Society, what about you

How much do you know?"

"The Wild Mage Society, take the prophecy of the Black Sun as the truth, and I don't know the rest."

"Uh-huh......

Old Zeke gave Xiuge a meaningful look, and then he said, "The Wild Mage Society, that's Merlin Lehe's name for association...... For those "usurpers", isn't anyone who threatens their current status as "wild mages"?"

"You mean that the origins of the Black Sun Society are older than Merlinle and the Law Commission?"

Old Zeke didn't answer Shog's question, he tapped the ground lightly with his staff, "The origin of the association is difficult to trace back to a long time, and it has a history that can run through the entire Lowe Plateau and Vann like our family."

"Societies existed long before those kingdoms were formed, long before the Legislature was formed in the North...... It has changed many, many names, and when it flourished, its members were all over the world, and when it fell, only a few members struggled to survive, but it still exists, and the prophecy of the Black Sun continues to circulate among the people."

"According to you, there is a connection between the family and the Black Sun Society?"

"It's intimately connected."

Old Zeke slowly sat up straight, and he said slowly, "When the Ernst family decided to establish themselves in the Kingdom of Waterl, the contract with the association was already in place. From then on, each of the Ernst rulers and heirs will become members of the Society, and the estate will forever become the outpost and sanctuary of the Society in the Kingdom of Water."

Hearing these words, Xiuge couldn't help frowning: "This setting is too unfamiliar, it seems that in this real Van's grace, the history of the Black Sun Society is far more profound than what we wrote at the beginning, and judging from Zeke's words, the history and origin of the association can be traced back to before the Law Committee...... I'm afraid that the Black Sun Society and the prophecy of the Black Sun are going to be associated with the so-called Lost Gods again?"

After thinking about it carefully, Xiuge asked tentatively, "So it sounds like the survival of the family is strongly supported by the association?"

The old man shook his head, "Never."

"So, is it that associations can clear some obstacles or provide some convenience for the family?"

"Nor really."

The old man's reply surprised Schug, but then he revealed the truth to Schug: "The fundamental reason why the Ernst family is willing to enter into a contract with the Society is that we believe in the Society's prophecy, which has never been wrong, and that is why the Ernst family has been able to avoid and survive the disasters that would destroy the weak and weak nation."

"It sounds like the legend of the Black Sun that has been circulated among the people is only part of those prophecies?"

"Exactly."

The old man nodded solemnly: "The terrible plague that once killed half of the people of the plateau and the plains, the establishment of the Kingdom of Water, the seizure of power by Augustine, and the terrifying tsunami that destroyed the seaside town of the Kingdom of Hain...... All of this has been accurately predicted, and it is no exaggeration to say that the members of the Black Sun Society are like gods who can communicate with fate, and they are always able to issue one important warning after another, thus revealing the changes that the whole world is about to face." Chinese Net

"Sounds ...... Ethereal."

"But that's the truth."

The old man and Shug looked at each other, "The Ernst family is sure that everything in that prophecy will be confirmed, and in the latest prophecy of the association, the figure of the black sun has finally appeared."

His eyes became a little hollow, and after taking a few deep breaths, he opened his mouth and softly read two passages: "Ignorance will make peace disappear, and hypocrisy will turn cities into sacrificial pits." War will precursor the black sun, and the only son of the abyss will be born in the sacrificial pit."

The previous sentence had not been seen in the notebook of the goblin mage Marcel before, but the latter sentence was already very familiar to him.

Old Zeke continued: "What makes an accurate prophecy moving is that it will eventually become irrefutable truth at some point, and the child ...... I can tell you that now is the time when this prophecy will be confirmed

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"How?"

"You know that, don't you?"

Old Zeke turned his head to look out the window, and at this time, the snow increased again, and the continuous white light and shadow formed an infinite curtain in the cold world outside: "The first half of the prophecy has been fulfilled, and the city of Salem can no longer claim to be a city of peace, it has been completely ruined in the ignorance and hypocrisy of the people...... War could break out at any moment, it could be next week, it could be next month, hehe, it could even be tomorrow."

"As for the second half of the prophecy......

Listening to Old Zeke's words, the terrible predictions that Xiuge had made before were perfectly verified at this moment: "Isn't the only son of the abyss who crawled out of the city of Salem, the pit of sacrifice incarnated, sitting right before me?"