Chapter 1316 History

"What's so strange," Vakiris said coldly, "Do you think anyone has the ability to enter the deep realm of consciousness? Or...are you actually proud that you have imprisoned a great king?"

Obviously, even though he was in an absolutely unfavorable situation, the other party did not give up his pride. Roland even had a premonition that if he bullied her too much, the other party might rush directly to the witch and seek death.

But this reply really surprised him - asking about the title was just a casual mention. After all, most high-level devils have their own unique titles, and the person who can preside over the promotion ceremony in the Devil's City must not be an unknown person. But he didn't expect that the origin of this devil was more complicated than he imagined.

Roland originally thought that Vakiris was a consciousness that accidentally escaped from memory fragments, but now there is an additional possibility: the other party may come from the real world!

The title Nightmare first appeared in Erthruk's documents, and greeting him proves that it is not a historical figure, but is still active among the devil's upper echelons. In addition, Roland watched that memory fragment many times, and during this period he did not hear a name that could correspond to the Maharaja. If the devil's language he learned from Kabradabi was correct, it meant that at that time, The presiding officer has not yet been promoted to Maharaja.

Combining its own statement of "taking the initiative to penetrate deeply into the realm of consciousness" and Northland Pearl's analysis of the frontline situation, Roland is increasingly leaning towards the latter answer!

In other words, Vakiris sitting opposite him has been through at least eight hundred years of history, and her strength and knowledge are rare among devils. If you take into account its obviously abnormal reaction to Lan, this time can be pushed back even further! The value of such a conversation target is far greater than a soul carved from memory fragments. Even if it says nothing, it is equivalent to eradicating a monarch-level devil for the front line. This alone is of great significance. Got it!

"I have to correct your statement. First of all, I did not imprison you. At least now, you are free." Roland pretended to be calm and replied, "Secondly, breaking into the dream world is your subjective behavior. I don't think it is. There’s my mistake in it.”

"..." Vakiris was speechless for a moment, and it took a long time before she finally breathed out, "You call this a dream world?"

Pride makes it unbearable to endure any humiliation, but it also prevents it from making obviously unreasonable arguments - these words have already confirmed the origin of the nightmare: it did come here on its own initiative through the realm of consciousness.

"Because every time I fall asleep, I enter here, and it's like a dream in a sense."

"Absurd!" Vakiris lowered her voice. Opening up the realm of consciousness requires not only talent, but also a high level of concentration and steely will to avoid getting lost in the sea of ​​magic. But this demon-free male can do it just by sleeping? It's too unfair!

"Hello, this is what you ordered, please enjoy it slowly." At this time, the waiter brought the meal, and a variety of pastries and drinks quickly filled the table, which looked quite delicious.

"That's the truth." After the waiter left, Roland spread his hands and said, "As I said before, it's good for both of us to be honest. I won't lie to you about this kind of thing. Besides, none of the above is the point. The focus is on the truth of the War of Divine Will... and the future of their respective ethnic groups." He picked up his chopsticks and made a gesture of invitation, "We can talk about these while eating."

Vakiris once again confirmed that this male was different from all the humans she had seen before. There was no reason to discuss such a major matter involving the continuation of the race while eating. If it were any other normal person, I'm afraid he would have been extremely serious and as if he were facing a powerful enemy. But it didn't look like he was deliberately teasing himself, as if doing so was a perfectly normal thing for him.

He picked up the cup of cloudy Peninsula coffee, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Immediately, a fragrant and smooth feeling slid across my throat.

Actually...it's really good.

For some reason, it suddenly felt like it had lost.

No, you have to take the initiative! Vakiris forced herself to put down the cup and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you hear that the battle of divine will is not the final battle?"

Roland took out Lan's photo from his wallet and put it on the table, "You've seen her too, right?"

Since there was a portrait of Lan in the "image data" left behind by the Church of Reflection, it was estimated that it was earlier than the founding of the Federation, so he deliberately made Ling look like Lan to see if there would be any devil in the memory fragments. reaction. Although the facts were different from what was expected, Vakiris's shock at the time showed that it had indeed seen the woman.

After a while, the Nightmare King nodded, "Who is she?"

"The betrayal of God." Roland slowly recounted the secret conversation in the Rose Cafe.

After hearing these incredible words, even Vakiris was stunned, "Could it be that... the divine messenger my mentor mentioned also refers to her?"

"tutor?"

"'Thousand Shapes' Sistalis, it taught me a lot of knowledge..." After hesitating for a moment, Vakiris told the past of the Yunxiao School, "Its failure to advance also caused the precarious school to lose its last hope. A protective umbrella. "

"It turns out that...this is what happened..." Roland suddenly realized that for the first time in history, the intelligence of the two groups was integrated together, and he felt that the missing piece of the puzzle in his mind finally showed its true shape.

"Your Majesty, have you thought of anything?" Phyllis asked.

"Do you still remember the portrait hanging on the wall at the meeting where the three kings of the Federation took the oath?" Roland took a deep breath. "I'm afraid the person in the painting at that time was this high-level devil named Sistalis. .”

"what did you say?"

"The Federation will enshrine the devil's image?"

"How - how is this possible?" The witches of Tachira all showed expressions of disbelief.

"If we go by the influence of the Yunxiao School during the First War of Divine Will, it is not surprising that such a situation would occur - since the devils in the school can become kings, so can there be witches or ordinary people from the school among the high-level officials at that time. It’s a common thing. I guess Sistalius always had doubts about the War of Divine Will before his death, right?”

In the eyes of some people, this kind of assertion is tantamount to siding with humanity.

"...I can't deny this," Vakiris closed her eyes. "It had a dispute with the current king, but the wave of war can no longer be stopped by one or two people."

"The same is true for humans." Roland said calmly, "A collapsed Yunxiao School can only be remembered by people at most, and when the second War of Divine Will breaks out, even this memory will no longer exist. That period of history has no Any documents that have been handed down to this day are likely to have been destroyed by Sanxi. The past of coexisting with the devil will make people take chances, especially when the situation is unfavorable. It will only weaken human determination to resist, so The Yunxiao School must be forgotten as a stain!”

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