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"How does it feel?" Walking out of the oppressive council chamber, Penny heard a question from a middle-aged red-robed man with his hands behind his back.
"The commander of the Northern Army has changed like this?" Penny was still thinking about the chaos in the council hall just now, and he had an intuitive impression of red-robed politics.
It was much better than he imagined, at least most of the high-level mages of the Red Robe Society were still reasonable.
At least on the surface.
"Of course, Odyssilon deserves to pay the price for their defeat, not only the loss of the Northern Legion, but also the removal of the leader of their family. Zhan Huashi said slowly: "If I am not mistaken, after a while, there will be another coup d'Γ©tat in the parts of the Serre departments belonging to Odyssilon. β
"Failure?" the word seems ......" Penny chewed on the word, feeling a little inappropriate, colluding with a terrorist organization to assassinate his colleagues and split the country, this crime of treason......
"Mages will not be able to define their actions the way you think they do, because Searle can't afford to do so. Jenvath said, glancing at Penny.
"So, this is a compromise from the top?" Penny whispered, his brows furrowed, "But in this case, I'm afraid similar things will continue to happen in the future." β
"This kind of thing hasn't stopped before. Zhan Huashi said lightly.
I'm afraid that's why Searle is in such a strange political situation. Penny thought to himself. Obviously, the six great families played the game with the eight schools and the Searle political arena as a chessboard, and many of the moves that crossed the line were tolerated for fear of a complete collapse, and such a system of government looked like it was about to collapse at any time.
But this situation has been maintained for more than 400 years, and looking at this situation, it seems that it has become a tacit understanding, so it has transformed into an alternative system of unspoken rules, such a magical situation, which makes Penny deeply feel incredible.
"Actually, this is the essence of the Red Robe Mage Society, some people try to gain higher power through struggle, but they fail, and the people who dominate the order are not willing to let the loser jump over the wall, that's all. β
"Struggle?" Penny inexplicably noticed the word.
"Of course, it's a struggle, Odyssilon wants to use the power of the Heartless to further attack the prestige of the Necromantic Chief, and also wants to be able to take power away from the people on our side, so he uses all kinds of means, but it's just a struggle. Jonworth looked at Penny's expression: "And we won, but the chance of victory will come to you, which no one in Frass wants." β
"Uh......" Penny touched his nose, "Actually, I was thinking about ......"
"Rest assured, no one knows you did it, at least for now. Zhan Huashi said lightly: "Searle's intelligence agency has been infiltrated by people from various factions for a long time, so if you want to find out the information, you can't count on them. As for Elder Justile's cronies, it was not much easier for a mage to guard against prophecy than it was to guard against spies. β
"So Frass needs some cronies to do personal work?"
"Hmm...... You're not counted yet. β
"Looks like I'm thinking too much. Penny pursed his lips, knowing that he was self-inflicted, he had just left the reserve team, and he had only seen a little bit of the true face of the red robe, so he valued him as a cronie, could it be that Frass was brainless?
"You did think too much, I just wanted to see what you were capable of, but you surprised me. The hem of Jonwaltz's robe swayed, and he stretched out his footsteps and walked towards the western cloister.
Penny followed.
"I didn't take good care of my daughter. β
Suddenly, Zhan Huashi said this, and Penny was stunned for a moment, and then heard the middle-aged man continue.
"She has not received the education that a noble girl should receive, she does not know everything that a normal noble girl should know, and she knows nothing about how to serve her husband, as a partner in life, she needs to be selflessly tolerated, cared for, comforted, and protected, and her origin determines that her partner must be a red-robed mage......" The dean said in an indifferent voice: "But most of my colleagues now, past and future, I am afraid that most of them will have nothing to do with those behaviors. β
"I see. Penny's mood gradually became solemn in the dean's narration, and it was not until the dean's narration was finished that he nodded solemnly: "What you are worried about will not happen." β
"Not necessarily. James Huashi smiled: "Everyone is constantly changing over time. β
"But the core doesn't shake easily. β
"Really, when you read those materials just now, you were so serious that I was amazed, I guess you have memorized all the characters in power in the six major families. Zhan Huashi shook his head slightly: "Compared to you before you went to the Northlands, you have more power desires in your heart. β
Penny struck a slight slap in his heart: "I think a certain ambition is necessary to survive in this world. β
"Not bad, not bad. Zhan Huashi nodded: "But are you ready to fight for your ambitions?"
"Of course. Penny was about to nod his head when he heard a commotion on the left, and he turned his head away.
On the other side of the courtyard, two young red-robed apprentices were fighting under the arrangement of a mentor, and the loser had fallen to the ground in flames, and the mentor did not mean to extinguish the fire, but said coldly:
"If you still have other thoughts in the war, you are an idiot, you have become an enemy, so don't think about the so-called friendship of the past, for us, it is the last thing we need. β
At the top of the hill is an apprenticeship academy, where it is said that only apprentices with some special qualities are qualified to practice, and those who leave here become members of certain special departments.
Of course, the training is also first-class and harsh, and it is not uncommon to go overboard and even kill people.
However, this kind of thing is not new in Penny's eyes, he has seen it in the Intermediate Academy, and even participated in it, but he usually maintains a certain degree of proportion as a victor all year round.
However, as soon as he walked out of the council chamber and saw this scene again, Penny felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.
Struggle, struggle everywhere.
"Do you know what was like to Searle about two thousand years ago?" the dean asked suddenly.
"At that time, it seems that one of Selde's disciples opened the portal to the other world, causing the Battle ......of Orc Gate," Penny frowned, recalling this period of history.
The Mage Lord Selde, whose ancestry is unknown, was the first known Serge to rebel against Mulholland, and is recognized as the founder in the official documents of the Red Robe Mage Guild - although he himself was not in the habit of wearing red robes.
After his rebellion failed, he was executed by Mulholland's suppressors and his followers were killed, leading several of his disciples to do something crazy - they set up a portal to connect to another time and space, attracting the invasion of Feren by the orcs and the orc gods.
Then came the Battle of the Orc Gate, in which several important gods of the Moorholland Encer god line fell in the war, and the two empires began to decline.
"Yes, while the Mulholland Empire was devastated by the actions of that sage, and was unable to exert strong control over the Searle region, and kept alive the Mage Guild that was still in its embryonic stages, our ancestors were in endless trouble after that. Zhan Huashi said slowly: "Do you know what kind of world our mage ancestors and those local Mullan nobles who were abandoned by the motherland after the Battle of Orc Gate?"
He saw Penny's attentive expression, and continued to narrate in that unhurried, but rich and heavy tone:
"Under the huge divine power of the orc god system and the Mulholland Ense god system, it has collided into a barren wasteland and plateau, ninety percent of the territory is occupied by hundreds of thousands of orc jackals, this area has been abandoned by all human civilizations, and our ancestors, those disciples of Selde plus the local nobles and civilians abandoned by the Mul Holland Empire, the total number is only tens of thousands, and no one is willing to help us at that time. β
Jhanwast paused: "Now there are more than three million humans in Serre, and the gnolls and orcs have either fled the mountains or become our slaves, you know why.
For more than a thousand years after that, our ancestors struggled for survival space, and the remaining nobles of Moulin were willing to settle their old suspicions with our mage ancestors in order to deal with foreign races, until they gradually merged, and since then, Searle and Mulholland began to have a conceptual distinction between surnames.
So when Serre stabilized, the Mulholland Empire tried to recover us, using various means of division, co-optation, and division, but all failed without exception. All other differences were resolved in the struggle that followed for nearly a thousand years, and those of Moulin were returned to Moulins and those of Serre were returned to Seren, and they finally had to admit that we were a country of reading.
Serre's current order was established in the midst of more than two thousand years of endless and never-ending struggle. β
Zhan Huashi smiled: "Our neighbors have always felt unreasonable because of our aggressiveness, but it is not surprising at all, because this is our civilization. β
As Jhanworth spoke, an indescribable heaviness weighed down on Penny's heart until he was out of breath and speechless.
It was only at this moment that it became clear to Penny that the place he was in was not a certain place in the game, but a civilization.
A civilization that has been formed over more than 2,000 years in the struggle against all kinds of enemies.
Dark, extreme, brutal, ferocious, but not to be ignored.
And he is a member of this civilization.
From the time of rebirth, it is engraved in the blood.
Penny Sean suddenly felt in his heart that the world was more real, and the memories of the previous life seemed to be turning into a dream at a rapid pace.
"Fight!" said in a firm tone, "The ship of destiny will not always bring the power at the helm to you, if you don't take the initiative to fight for it, you will only sink if you go with the flow, we advocate struggle, and believe that we can get everything we want through struggle, and the Mage will also provide such an environment - Searle respects all those who fight for profit, whether he succeeds or fails." For those who don't want to participate in the struggle and hope that other beings will benefit from it, Searle believes that slaves are the most suitable for their status!"
"I ...... I see. Penny exhaled slowly, raised his head, and his gaze became firm.
A high crimson wall appeared in front of him, and the small door in the center was insignificant.
It's like a blood-stained curtain.
......
Kiss your right hand
May your blessings be ever
The gaze of your eyes
Find the direction of hope
Follow your radiance
A signpost for wealth
May the clouds of gold coins shine
Shine on our path
The clanging of strings, the splashing of pools of silver coins, the chanting of the hymns, the ornate robes of the priests, the jeweled shrines.
The girl held a new silver coin and stood quietly in front of the new statue, and the lady's right hand leaned forward slightly, as if caressing the girl's head.
She was confused, wondering if her prayers would be answered.
Maybe it's just praying for peace of mind.
It is hoped that the cherished, the departed, and the remembered will be blessed.
Those who are wandering, those who are lost, those who have not found their way, can be guided.
Whether it's past, present, or future.
"This year is really a bit more interesting than last year. Vica crossed her small waist, looked away from the girl's back, and turned to the middle-aged man next to her, who was dressed in jewels, and behind this middle-aged man was a bald head in a red robe.
The red robe followed the middle-aged man respectfully.
Being able to get a red-robed mage to follow, there is no doubt about the identity of this middle-aged man.
"Of course, in addition to formal work, it is always necessary to develop a lady's faith appropriately. The middle-aged man smiled and faced the tavern hostess: "Lady Vika, it is not easy to complete the things you have explained, but, to be honest, it is not difficult to get together the amount you need, and it is worth such a lot of effort......"
"No more nonsense. Vika raised her eyebrows and said in an unceremonious tone: "After the trade route is opened, you will naturally get what you deserve, and I will keep your contribution in mind." β
"Uh...... Well, it's my pleasure to serve you anyway. The middle-aged man touched his nose in embarrassment.
Vika let out a sigh, as if thinking of something unhappy, and her expression grew gloomy.
The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders at the red robe next to him.
A group of strange wealth fans, the red-robed mage muttered to himself, but the expression on his face remained unchanged until the next moment a huge light bloomed in the temple.
"Divine grace!"
Everyone inside and outside the temple let out a burst of exclamations, and they all looked at the temple that was flooded by light.
Vika and the middle-aged man looked at the temple with different expressions on their faces at the same time.