Chapter 675 Legacy

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Melita Purnia's words made Gawain raise his eyebrows... This statement is quite incisive. "

"Being able to see this turning point in history is one of the biggest gains I have gained since I came to this continent," the agent smiled, "a unique 'coronation' ceremony, it is not as luxurious as I imagined, but it is more luxurious than I expected. The imagination is even more impressive - your ceremony will definitely be remembered by many people."

Gawain put the sword away, sat down at the desk, and said casually, "Coronation is something that is meant to be seen by others, so naturally it needs to be impressive."

Melita was noncommittal, just took two steps forward, came to Gawain's desk, and put a stack of manuscripts on the table.

"Have you seen it?" Gao Wen glanced at the manuscript, "It seems... you have something to say?"

"Frankly, I had a bit of contempt for your 'knowledge' before," Melita said lightly, "It's hard for me to put a price on it, and... I'm not sure if I should really accept your offer. 'Delegate'."

Gawain looked at the other party quietly for two seconds, and said, "You don't understand why I keep this thing?"

"You try to teach people how to tell if your empire is functioning normally, and advise them to overthrow it after it decays, and even leave behind detailed procedures and operations," Melita greeted Gawain's gaze, that The lavender eyes were so deep that it seemed impossible to see the bottom. "A sane person wouldn't do this, but an insane person wouldn't be able to write these things, so I'm curious... What's your reason for doing this?"

"First of all I would like to correct that I am only writing what I know in it, there is nothing imperative or indicative in it - even if one has read the chapter on 'The Nature of the State and Class' The structure of the Cecil Empire has been questioned, and it is also due to their spontaneous awareness, not because of the emperor's order," Gawain said slowly, "Secondly, the reason for this is very simple - to give myself an explanation. "

Melita blinked: "Give yourself an explanation?"

Gawain didn't answer immediately, but put his hand on the stack of manuscripts and flipped it casually.

Several chapter titles appear among the pages - "The Birth of the Nobles and the Changes They Inevitable", "How the Means of Production Are Appropriate", "The Nature of States and Classes", "Why Are You Hungry", "Empires" , bread, guns"...

His fingers stopped, and in the last stanza, the huge handwritten letters spelled out a sentence that may seem a bit strange in grammar to people in this world: Does the prince and general Xiangning have a seed?

"As you said,

The Age of Empires has begun," he finally raised his head and looked at Melita, "I started it myself.

"Indeed, it was the civil war and the cluster monsters that buried the old kingdom, but as a long-term observer, you should have seen clearly that the civil war and the monsters just buried the skin of the old kingdom, and will really bury the royal society. It is Cecil's industrial society and imperial order - war can break up an army, but the army can be rebuilt, and only a new social order and more advanced productive forces can be based on social structure, production relations, etc. The plane completely replaced the old order, and the result was the age of empires.

"The Age of Empires is better than the Age of Kingdoms, there is no doubt about that, but I know very well, and presumably you know too well, it will get worse in the end...

"The Cecil Empire is the result of compromise - although many people think that I am a non-compromising person and think that I will destroy everything in my way with my guns and bombs, but in fact, from the day the Age of Empires began , I have already compromised with reality - I have retained the concept of 'nobility', retained the monarch, retained many hidden dangers in the era of kingship, and created a strict and efficient system of individual centralization in exchange for the next few Generations of peace and unity, but also because I keep those things, sooner or later we will face the same problems as Ansu...

"The nobles under the New Deal system are still nobles, and the officials in the government affairs hall will sooner or later become bureaucrats, and when all this happens, the empire will inevitably rot from its roots again, just like Ansu before. , and even worse than that—for the empire I have built is far more difficult to overthrow than a loose kingdom.

"Welsh Moen asked me before he abdicated, if the new kingdom would be as rotten as Anzu, and we all know the answer - of course, and this rot is far from one or two wise and powerful emperors or a few A grand consul who is determined to reform can stop it. In fact, due to the particularity of the Cecil Empire, if it really rots one day, it must be the emperor and the grand consul who are the worst.

"This is determined by the imperial power order of the Cecil Empire, just as Anzu's rot is determined by Anzu's noble order.

"By that time, there will not necessarily be another rise in the South, and most likely there will not be a second Welsh Moen in the Imperial Palace, and I may not be able to lift the coffin again."

As Gawain spoke, he patted the manuscript on the table.

"So I want to keep this - if the emperor in the palace doesn't want to roll down by himself, the power of the ancestors will fly."

"Just based on these manuscripts?" Melita finally said, "Just based on the inspiration it brings, do you think it will really work?"

"That's why I said, I'm giving myself an explanation," Gawain exhaled softly, "And to be honest...how do you know it's invalid?"

"It's... an interesting idea, it seems that choosing to be friends with you was the right decision," Melita seemed to reveal a hazy smile under the veil, "but I still have a question - are you true? Do you mind that future generations overthrow the empire you finally built?"

Gawain was silent for two seconds, and suddenly smiled calmly: "Say something irresponsible—I was dead at that time, why would you mind?"

Melita continued: "Then let's suppose again - what if you came back to life one day? After all, you've already done it."

Gawain was quite embarrassed by the other party's question: "...I got up from the coffin, and I wasn't doing sit-ups in the coffin..."

Melita leaned down slightly, she got very close, and a vertical pupil appeared in those human eyes: "Then let me ask another question, what if you don't die? Your body has been tempered by elements. , has now been proven to not age at all, in other words, as long as you don't 'death from exhaustion' this time, then you may be immortal, but your grand consuls and councillors will not, you one Talent and martial arts may be able to delay the corruption of the empire, but as long as it works according to this system, it will always corrupt, of course, you may make a second change before then, but if, just if - you fail , you can't save your empire, but the Mithril treasury will start disseminating these 'forbidden knowledge' according to your commission, what will you do then? Will you be the second Welsh Moen?"

The agent paused slightly and continued: "Don't say pretty words, if you are impulsive because of a false sense of 'historical mission' brought about by a certain coronation ceremony, then you have no time to revoke this kind of Once the entrustment takes effect, Mithril Treasure House does not accept the 'unsubscribe service'."

The humanoid dragon exudes some kind of inexplicable pressure. After one question after another, her attitude is obviously no longer as simple as "asking". Gawain resisted this pressure and looked up at the other party. After a moment, he broke the silence: "Welsh's choice is admirable...but to be honest, I'm afraid I won't be as free and easy as him.

"I'm a stubborn and somewhat selfish person, at least compared to Wales, and if the day you say comes, I'm afraid I'll be rotten from the bottom of my body.

"So, I probably won't 'roll' down from the throne. I will firmly hold on to my imperial power, not admit my failures, and actively organize a counter-insurgency team-because by then, I've mostly forgotten After the pioneering period and the rise of the South, I forgot what I said to you today.

"At that moment, the rebels in my eyes were all scoundrels and thieves.

"If it's really at that time... I wish the rebels' ships and guns would be sharp."

At a very close distance, Melita stared at Gawain's eyes for a long time.

Then she straightened up suddenly and returned to a normal distance, the always graceful agent lady laughed out loud at this moment.

There was no sarcasm in the laughter, but sheer joy.

"Humans are really a very interesting species. Your selfishness and selflessness are extremely extreme to an astonishing degree," Melita finally stopped smiling, but her eyes were still curved, "Since you said this It seems that there is nothing to confirm. But I am very curious about one thing... This kind of thing is almost related to 'national destiny', you hand it over to the Mithril Treasure House, and hand it over to the Dragon Clan, Is it really okay? Don't you really feel sloppy?"

As she spoke, she picked up the manuscript on the table and raised it in the air: "What if we made it public in advance? What if we tampered with it? We are the dragon race, the alien race in the eyes of your humans... You treat us Is your trust a little too much?"

"If the dragons really want to destroy the current Cecil Empire, do they need to make up their minds on the manuscripts?" Gawain glanced at the other party, "And if you want to do something with it in the future... To be honest, the power of these manuscripts is really It's not that powerful. What I can summarize is only superficial content. One day in the future, there will always be people in the world who can see more clearly and think farther than I can, and they don't need anything at all" Guide to ancient manuscripts'. After all, these things are just my own account."

"It seems that you have thought about this too," Melita exhaled. "Well, then, I will follow up on this commission. But I want to remind you of one thing: the content of your manuscript, now But no one can understand."

Gawain nodded lightly: "I know, that's why I'm giving it to you for safekeeping, because it appeared too early, maybe even a generation earlier - and what I want to do is to continue to promote education, Continue to transform this society, if I will die of old age like ordinary people, then I hope that at least in my lifetime, people can understand it..."

The room was quiet for a while, and after a few seconds of silence, Melita suddenly said, "Now, I know how to price this special commission."

"Oh?" Gawain looked up at her, and then made a joke, "I hope it's not an outrageous price - the current empire's finances are not that rich."

"Use your promise just now," Melita said, "to advance your civilian education and complete your transformation plan. If your promise is fulfilled, the Mithril Treasury will also keep its promise. Do it...these manuscripts will never see the light of day."

Gawain touched his chin: "This sounds like a loss-making business."

"No, Mithril Treasure House never sells at a loss." Melita said with a smile.

After a pause, she said again: "If you have nothing else to do, I'm leaving. This is a big commission, and it is necessary for me to return to Tallond for this."

"I want to ask about something," Gawain said before the other party left, "Do you know the origin of the huge skull at today's ceremony?"

"Certainly, I've seen it with my own eyes - and I've seen your recent publicity."

"There will be more publicity in the future, everyone will know the origin of the skull and the behind-the-scenes plan of the meeting of the end of all things," Gawain said, "Of course, we will pay attention to control, so as to prevent too strong an impact and cause social damage. Chaos. What I'm asking is, does this... help to get out of the black trap?"

Melita was silent for a moment. In the silence, faint scales suddenly appeared on her cheeks and arms, her eyes instantly turned into golden vertical pupils, and the dragon's breath escaped uncontrollably, letting the The lights in the room were on and off, and in her shadow, there seemed to be something indescribable struggling to overflow - the body of this humanoid dragon trembled slightly, as if it was painfully resisting a sudden will, And just when Gawain was about to say stop, she finally managed to maintain it at a certain critical point, and nodded lightly: "Yes."

"That……"

Melita gritted her teeth: "Ask again...add money..."

"No, it's enough," Gawain waved his hand, "I've got what I want."

The heterogenized power that descended on Melita quickly went away, the humanoid dragon staggered, then nodded to Gawain, took a deep breath, and left the room.

A moment later, in the footage from the surveillance satellite, Gawain saw a blue dragon rise from the top of Silver Fort and fly to the north.

"Looking" at the trajectory of the dragon's departure, Gawain couldn't help but feel a little curious - he wasn't curious why the people in the castle didn't find a dragon flying overhead, after all, spells like "Quguang Stance" can even be used by humans Control, it must not be difficult for the dragon, what he is curious about is...

Such a big creature, its shape is not very aerodynamic, and its wings seem to have limited lift. How can it fly so fast?

I'm afraid it's not the magic of friendship...

Shaking his head and throwing aside those insignificant associations, Gawain moved his shoulders slightly and leaned back on the chair.

"Black trap...

"The problem really is with God."

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