Chapter 32: The Creation of the Two Emperors
"What?"
"What does that mean?"
In the chess and card room in the spear area, Tails looked at the Qi Demon Master in front of him in amazement: "How many classes have we had in total? And most of the time we are doing inexplicable questions and answers - and then you tell me that you are going to 'disappear for a while' now?"
Forget about the little slippery head, it's her menstrual period......
Forget about Putilai, the old man has been nervously playing missing......
Forget about Lisbane and NicolΓ©, that's it anyway......
But......
But you ......
The prince took a deep breath and stared at the man in blue in front of him dissatisfied: "According to you, are you really my 'guide'?"
Standing in the doorway, Wyaa and Justin noticed the prince's gaffe as he "talked to himself", and they looked at each other with strange glances.
Tyers noticed their demeanor and coughed, pretending to read aloud the lines from the playbook in his hand.
Both Wyaa and Lord Justin withdrew their gazes.
"Quiet," Ashida, who was sitting in front of Tails, snorted softly, "You're like a river shrimp jumping up and down in boiling water right nowβthat's not a good thing, especially for a mage." β
Tails took a deep breath, put down the book, and adjusted himself.
The magician raised his gaze slightly: "You are in a worse state today than last time, what happened?"
What happened?
Tails remembered Selma's performance the other day, and shook his head with an ugly expression:
"Nothing, it's just an old question. β
The prince was reluctant to say more, so he adjusted his mentality and pulled the topic back: "So what about you, what is the reason for leaving in such a hurry?"
Ashida paused for a moment, his gaze fixed on Tails' face, as if to doubt what he had just said.
Staring at Tails was a little inexplicably flustered.
But the Qi Demon Master didn't ask any further, he said lightly, "Do you know the Tower of End?"
Tower of End?
Isn't that Wya's and Cohen's......
Tails raised his eyebrows slightly: "I've heard of it...... That camp of swordsmen who claim to be independent of power and pass on their skills only for the future of mankind?"
The magician nodded.
Tails frowned, "So what does it have to do with you, with us?"
Ashida chuckled, "As a group that has been trying to encircle and suppress the Scourge more than six hundred years ago, and has always been vigilant against the Scourge for more than six hundred years, you say: What does the Tower of the End have to do with us?"
Tails made an "oh" lip shape.
"Well, I'm thinking about it......" Tails shrugged, "Cat and Mouse?"
"Or the farmer and the snake?"
Ashida ignored Tails' deliberate teasing, and his tone became solemn: "Recently, there is a suspicious piece of information circulating in the Tower of the End, and I must travel far away to find out its authenticity. β
Telsch said, "What information is so important?"
Ashida gently rubbed the chess piece in his hand, his eyes shrinking.
"While that information is very interesting, and even good news for us......" the mage said gracefully, "but for your own sake, I can't risk telling you the details." β
Tails snorted twice, putting on a "I knew it was like this" expression, leaving Ashida with a roll of his eyes.
Unmoved, the Qi Demon Master tapped lightly at the pieces on the chessboard, "But I can tell you that this is a piece of information that will surprise both Magic Empresses. β
Terston lived.
Let the two emperors ......
Be terribly alarmed?
Tails stared at Ashida's face, trying to see something in the mage's expression as if everyone else had done it.
But in the confrontation that lasted more than ten seconds, he finally gave up.
"It's okay," Tails sighed, retracted his chair with a slight frustration and self-deprecation, and waved his right hand at the nonchalant Ashida, "Anyway, I'm used to you only saying half of what you like." β
Ashida snorted through her nose, not discerning emotion.
The two fell silent.
Tails shook off the bad mood brought to him by this bad news, frowned again, and pondered the current situation: "How long are you going to go?"
"I don't know. β
"Maybe a long time," Ashida shook her head, "It's not easy to get close to the Tower of End. β
Tails frowned and stared at the Qi Wizard in front of him, exhaling in annoyance and helplessness, rubbing his forehead in frustration.
"It's ...... at this time"
It's terrible.
At the time when Longxiao City was at its worst......
"Alas," Tails sighed softly, "you don't seem to be worried, in the days when you are not there, and Longxiao City is not peaceful, I am suddenly unlucky and assassinated?"
The Qi Magician narrowed his eyes.
"Why did you come out to play chess, Tails?"
Tails' heart tightened.
"Maybe you can hide it from others, child," Ashida snorted, and said meaningfully, "but look around: you already know where you're going." β
Tails, knowing what he was talking about, coughed in embarrassment.
In the box, he turned his head and glanced around the street, the building opposite, and the guards and patrols that surrounded him solidly, before turning back and giving the mage a deliberate, ugly smirk.
The afternoon sun shone on the platform of this open-air box, dyeing the smiling prince gold.
"How?"
Ashida, who was obviously under the sun, but strangely did not change color, raised her chin lightly, and her voice raised slightly: "It seems that you still have expectations for me?"
Tails rubbed his brow, which was getting tighter, and spread his hands helplessly.
"yes. β
"There's nothing bad to admit," the second prince pondered the news from Qiyuan City: "I do treat you as one of my hole cards: if things really reach the point of no return, at least I have one last way." β
"But now it seems ......"
Tails shook his head and didn't say any more.
"Actually," Ashida's eyes lit up slightly, and the tone that Tails had tried to deceive so many times came out of his mouth again, "You can choose the 'last way' now." β
"The mage's door is open for you whenever you wantβdo you want to follow me to the Tower of the End?"
But Tails coughed lightly, as if he hadn't heard him, nodded sternly, and waved his hand:
"It's good to go, but not to send. β
Ashda looked sideways at his disrespectful student, not annoyed, but slightly curled the corners of her mouth.
"Tails," a blue light flashed in the magician's eyes, "you've been on your own for the time I've been away. β
Still worried about the situation, Tails let out a breath: "It's like you've helped me a lot in the past few years." β
Ashida snorted.
"Very well, as a parting gift, Tails," the Aura Wizard whispered, "Let's finish the first lesson." β
"First lesson?"
"Tails," Ashida nodded, "you once asked me how the Magical Empress betrayed us. β
His expression became serious: "It's time to tell you: our worst enemy and threat. β
Looking at the unusual teacher's unusual expression, Tails was also a little nervous by him.
"Oh, that's a surprise. β
Tails nodded awkwardly, then looked left and right suspiciously: "Wait, you're not going to suddenly 'end class' again in the next second, right?"
The corners of Ashida's mouth curled in an arc.
He sat up straight, put the queen in his hand for a long time, "with his own hands" - this is really a rare thing for the Qi Magician - and then said quietly: "Speaking of the end of the war, Tails, this is not a one-sided quick war, but a decade-long tragic tug-of-war about beliefs and positions, about resistance and compromise. β
Tails gathered his mind, and he couldn't help but notice that Ashida didn't name whose beliefs and whose positions were.
And who is resisting and who is compromising.
"On the one hand, the war between warriors and armies, politics and intrigue on both sides of the war has come and gone, and on the other hand, the scuffle between two confusers and six radicals has never stopped, and that war has even involved gods and demons, as well as dragons and magic towers. β
"I've read some fragmented records," Tails nodded as he listened to the mage's account, "about how the Revival King and the Dragoon King mediated in all directions in a complex political situation, gathered people's hearts, and the Holy Day Church issued warrants and appeals again and again. β
"I think that the war that decided the fate of the world may not be as simple as we imagined?"
No.
According to the discussion with Hipser the other day, no war is simple, whether it is friend or foe, or victory or defeat.
Ashda was noncommittal, he habitually crossed his fingers, his eyes slightly focused:
"After the destruction of the Magic Tower, their remnants have been working tirelessly to study the weaknesses of the magicians, and the results have been achieved: warriors wearing anti-magic weapons can more or less exempt some of the magicians' abilities, but they are still helpless to limit the magician's actions. β
Anti-demon forces.
Tails grasped the word that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
In the next second, Ashida's tone changed suddenly.
"However, the real turning point came in the eleventh year. β
The atmosphere around it was like a chamber with the curtain down, dark and obscure under Ashida's somber tone.
Even Tails couldn't help frowning.
"The first magician to fall is Bane," Ashida said calmly, as if to say something that had nothing to do with him, but Tails clearly felt that his state was no longer the same: "When he once again used his terrible ability to descend on the nightmare of tens of thousands, he was stabbed in the chest by the only awake enemy, with an unusual anti-demon weapon. β
Bane.
Tails vaguely remembered that Giza had also spoken of the name a long time ago.
"Then," Ashida narrowed slightly, "Bane was gone." β
Gone.
A magician, after being stabbed in the chest by a weapon......
Gone?
The Magi's words were simple, but they made the prince shudder.
Tails looked at Ashida, remembered what he had known and heard in the past, and had a premonition of the end of the story in his uneasiness.
"The news is terrible......"
"In those days, almost all the magicians have ascended, knocked on the door, and ascended to their true state, just to find Bane who disappeared from perception," Ashida's face was still the same, but her voice became deeper and lower: "But we can no longer find any trace of Bane: in the threshold that originally belonged to the Nightmare Magician, only a mass of dead things remained, unconscious. β
A mass of dead things.
Unconscious.
Tails couldn't help but think of the moment of "knocking" and the wonders he encountered in that intoxicating darkness.
"Whether we are radicals on the battlefield or reclusive, we are in shock and confusion. β
Ashida looked at the void, her expression unchanged, but the rhythm in her tone became more and more unsettling:
"Giza and Erec believe that the humans have somehow hidden Bane, so they destroyed nine cities overnight and questioned nine kings and lords in order to find Bane;"
"Lebra, who is still reasonable, put aside his old pride and complacency, and tried to contact us, but was forced away by Solovsky's cynicism;"
"Frylan decided to go to Taurus for help, but there was no follow-up;"
"Sula has a good relationship with the Confusers, but according to her, neither Old Sagar nor Jilla knows what is going on. β
Tails blinked in astonishment, forgetting to even ask who the names were.
As Ashida's tone deepened, the pace of the story became more and more rapid.
"Until B found out that something so big had happened, there were two magicians except for Torus who didn't respond. β
An eerie blue glow slowly overflowed from Ashida's eyes, "They seem to be so busy that they don't even have the time and energy to knock on the door to check on Bane." β
Tails couldn't help but hold his breath: "They're ......"
"Ah, Bloodthorn and Black Orchid. β
Ashida's gaze froze in the air, and he bowed slightly: "The later Magical Empress." β
Bloodthorn and Black Orchid.
Twin Emperors.
Tails' eyes widened slightly: "That means, that weapon, and the Magical Empress, they are ......"
Ashida turned her head, and a pair of emotionless eyes swept over Tails's face, causing the latter's heart to skip a beat.
"Yes. β
"Under the surface that we don't know, the two magicians who have always seemed to stay out of the matter and remain neutral have already begun to cooperate with humans and the remnants of the magic tower," the tone of the Qi magician was cold, "and finally based on the existing anti-demon armament, the magician's biggest nemesis was created." β
The temperature in the chess and card room seemed to drop instantly.
In the next second, Ashida's lips opened slightly, and she coldly spat out the combination that Tails had heard countless times:
"Legendary anti-demon forces. β
The silence between the two lasted for a while.
Tails struggled to digest the information he had just gotten.
Legendary anti-demon armament.
Twin Emperors.
"So, Legend...... Are they, the creations of the Two Emperors?" Tails couldn't help but ask.
Ashda looked at the chessboard steadily, as if there was something on it that was not to be missed.
He nodded slowly at a very slow pace.
"Every legendary anti-demon weapon in the world is made by the Twin Emperors, and each has a corresponding abilityβliterally for every magicianβto restrain us. β
"At the same time, once we are damaged by these weapons, we as magicians will be unable to recover from the damage at least or disappear without a trace. β
The blue light in the magician's eyes turned into stars and disappeared into the bottomless eyes:
"This is called a 'seal' β a proof of a betrayer. β
"From now on, the 'Three Deaths' Ring of the Magi, "Ashida, looking at the empty void, as if looking at the past scene, said faintly, "It has become the 'Three Deaths and One Forbidden'." β
What the?
Tails was stunned again.
"Three deaths and one ban?"
The prince wondered, "Where do I seem to have heard it a long time agoβwhat is it?"
But Ashda only shook his head, and in his most usual attitude, said lightly: "You are not yet at the stage of knowing it, and it is harmful to know it too early." β
Tails raised an eyebrow in displeasure.
But the prince, who knew the temperament of the other party, only sighed in the end and gave up the idea of getting to the bottom of it.
"So, what about the principle of the legendary anti-demon armament?and," Tails suppressed his divergent thoughts, pulling his curiosity back to the current topic: "Since it's 'sealed', that means that the sealed magician is not dead yet, just like you were in Eternal Star City six years ago, only temporarily?"
Ever since she talked about this topic, Ashida's tone had become very low, and this time was no exception: "The secret of the legendary anti-demon forces has always been in the hands of the two emperors, and we still don't know. β
"It's a shackle that has been on our shoulders for nearly seven hundred years. β
"It's hard to figure it out. β
Tails looked at the magician who didn't seem to be in high spirits, and didn't know how to talk.
"Wait, I have a question in mind," but the prince immediately looked at him, "If the Legendary Anti-Demon Weapon is the greatest nemesis of the Magi......"
Tails looked at his guide suspiciously: "What about the Twin Emperors?"
"Aren't the weapons they made themselves a threat to themselves?"
Tails took a deep breath and thought back to all the legendary anti-demon weapons he had ever seen: the dagger of the Masked Guard, the black coffin of the Corleone sisters, the shield of the Stronghold Flower, the silver-black bow of Kingdom Fury, the white-hilted knife of the Starfall, the soul-killing spear of the Walton family, and the golden saber of the Fire Knight......
They probably all have their own abilities, as well as ......
And......
[My blood brother. γ
Tails forcibly suppressed the voice in his memories and said thoughtfully:
"Will someone use the legendary anti-demon weapons they created to deal with the Double Emperor himself?"
At that moment, Ashida's eyes lit up.
"That's a good question," the magician chuckled, "You're getting closer and closer to the truth of the world, Your Highness the Prince. β
Tails' eyes widened, indicating bewilderment.
However, Ashida only smiled rarely, and her figure faded.
"Take care, Tails," the Qi Wizard tapped his left chest and bowed gracefully, "Class." β
"We'll see you in Eternal Star City. β
Seconds later, the card room was (again?) and only the jaw-dropping Tails was left alone.
He blinked, trying to digest today's knowledge.
Legendary Anti-Demon Armed ......
Twin Emperors......
Defector......
and Ashida, who traveled far away......
Tails let out a heavy sigh and slammed himself on the chessboard.
However, the prince's thoughts were soon interrupted.
"Prince Tails," the voice of Lord Justin, former deputy commander of the White Blade Guard and Nicolais' deputy, came from behind him, "Are you finished?"
"What's wrong?"
Tails exhaled with difficulty, he looked up with difficulty, stretched out his hand, and put the queen on the chessboard back in the chess box: "I remember that the time has not yet come?"
Lord Justin came up to the prince and nodded politely and nonchalantly.
"But the official mission of Qiyuan City has already arrived in front of Longxiao City," the Lord's words lifted the prince's spirits, "The Grand Duchess and the Prime Minister, I mean Lord Regent, have invited you to Valhalla with us...... Greet the guests of Qiyuan City and participate in the welcome banquet. β
"Me?"
Tails' brow slowly tightened: "Why? This kind of thing, an enemy prince seems to be not suitable to be present?"
"Because this is a guest's request," Justin said lightly, "It is a strong request from His Excellency Ian Ronnie, the eldest son of Grand Duke Ronnie, the heir to the Knight's Law, and the next Grand Duke of Qiyuan City." β
Tails paused for a few seconds.
"Ian Ronnie?"
"I don't understand," said the prince, rather puzzled, "I don't know him." β
Justin didn't speak, because the other person answered for him.
"I think so. β
Putile, who had not been seen for a long time, walked in from the door of the box, and he greeted Wyay and Rolf with his pipe, then turned his head and said to his prince with a smile: "However, I have heard that little Ronnie say so about inviting you......"
Tails looked at his former lieutenant and his heart tightened.
"He said," said Putirai, who exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head with emotion:
"For a marriage proposal, of course, there must be witnesses. β
(End of chapter)