Chapter 520 The World-Destroying Star

"Ancestor?" Roland blurted out subconsciously, "What the hell?" Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, he coughed twice and said, "No, I mean... who knows whether what you said is true."

Then he felt a slight pinch on his left shoulder.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely true. I have evidence to prove it," the chief lowered his head, "but I can only show it to you alone."

When the other astrologers heard this, they stood up and left the room. Roland thought for a while and nodded to the witch and bodyguard, "You guys should go out first."

Of course, Nightingale will still stay by his side as the last line of defense just in case.

The Dispersed Star Bachelor walked into a small room next to the hall. After a long time, he returned to the long table holding an iron box and placed the iron box respectfully in front of Roland.

"What's this?"

"The instructions left by your ancestor, he had already predicted that something like this would happen."

Roland said in surprise: "You mean... close the astrological station?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is not the first time this has happened," the bachelor said with a wry smile. "Although we and alchemy are both called the sages' studies, they are not actually equivalent - alchemy products can bring great benefits to the kingdom. Generous income, but we need to invest a large amount of gold dragons every year to buy high-quality crystals and hire craftsmen, and the output is very little. In order to prevent future generations of successors from disbanding the astrological association because they want to save this cost, your ancestors will The will is written down and requires no one to disobey it.”

Roland opened the box, and what he saw was a stack of gold pieces. It seemed that in order to preserve this order, the Wimbledon family really spared no expense and chose extremely stable gold as the base material of the brief letter.

He poured all the gold pieces on the table and roughly counted them. There were eight pieces in total. Each piece was about three millimeters thick and about the size of two palms. It was heavy in his hand.

Written on the first block are the exact words of the chief astrologer: "No one is allowed to interfere with the astrologer's gaze at the stars, where the secrets of the destiny of the world are revealed."

The second half of the sentence caught Roland's attention.

In fact, this association itself is very strange - if astrology is really effective, Wimbledon III should not be replaced by the church without any defense, but the high priest should be hanged early. Moreover, even the Dispersed Star Scholar himself mentioned that the astrological platform "produces very little"... In other words, he does not regard divination as a product, and his helpless expression is exactly the same as the one he had when he first met him. Two completely different people.

In short, the ancestors spent a lot of money and manpower to establish such an organization. At the same time, they were afraid that future generations would think it had no prophetic ability and shut it down, so they did not hesitate to engrave their will on gold tablets. Roland didn't quite believe that the other party was an astronomy enthusiast who was passionate about astrology, or that he had set his sights beyond the planet during the reclamation stage. Obviously, astrologers have a task that has nothing to do with divination, and this is most likely related to the second half of the sentence.

However, he rummaged through the gold pieces at the back and couldn't find any relevant descriptions. Instead, they recorded the history of some astrological associations and basic methods of observing stars. The last piece even had the principle of crystal lens magnification engraved on it. The ancestor of the Wimbledon family seems to have been the chief astrologer here, and there is also a mention of a higher-status ruler. However, Roland briefly reviewed his family history and found that this part was not included in it.

He picked up the first piece of paper again and pointed to the last half of the sentence, "What does this mean?"

"I... don't know very well," the bachelor shook his head.

Before he finished speaking, Roland felt a pinch on his right shoulder.

He couldn't help but chuckled, "Listen up, rules are dead, but people are alive. This instruction left by the ancestors was probably correct when he was alive, but times have changed. I don't want to be beaten by a person." Bound by hundreds of years of rules. Now I am the king of Graycastle, and I can do whatever I want, do you understand?"

The Dispersed Star Bachelor's eyes widened, "What? No, you -"

"Even you yourselves know that you are wasting money in vain, and you don't know anything about the secrets related to the fate of the world. You didn't even give a warning when my father was murdered by the church. Why should I leave you here staring at the sky stupidly? Stars cannot buy golden dragons, so pack your bags and prepare to follow me to the West."

Thanks to the bad impression left by the fourth prince in the royal capital of going his own way and acting wantonly, these words immediately made the Dispersing Star Bachelor's face look ugly.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "You will probably regret knowing this news."

"How do I know if you don't tell me?" Roland smiled. He had to say that sometimes it was quite effective to intimidate others by pretending to be the fourth prince, but he was not willing to give in to this group of elderly people. Iron Ax came to press, so he had to use this method to find the answer.

"We are shouldering a mission that lasts for hundreds of years. It started when the original Lord Wimbledon arrived in this area." The bachelor calmed down before speaking, "This news is not impossible to tell the royal family, but it can only be revealed. To the successor who becomes king, and only after he reaches thirty years of age.”

"Why?"

"Because your ancestors believed that letting the successors know the news too early might plunge them into panic and confusion, leading to the decline of the kingdom." He hesitated for a moment, "We are looking for the Star of Destruction."

Roland was stunned, "What is that?"

"A scarlet star, or a red moon, when it comes, the world will fall into irreversible disaster."

The prince felt his heart skip a beat. Both the ancient books in the ruins and Agatha, who was affiliated with the Federation, mentioned this word - the red moon is coming. Why would a secular organization pay attention to this? Are astrology associations and federations inextricably linked? "Be more detailed!"

"All I know is from word of mouth from the previous chief," Mi Xingxing said in a deep voice. "It is rumored that there is a red star floating in the starry sky. When it appears in the night like a crescent moon, the world It will be destroyed. Our duty is to find it before it turns into the moon. If we can discover its trajectory, we can predict the end of the world in advance. This is also the original intention of astrology."

"Become...the moon?"

"You don't understand the stars, and it's normal if you don't understand them," the bachelor explained. "The stars are always moving, such as the sun and the moon. They appear in front of us at a fixed time, and when they alternate, It doesn't mean that they disappeared, but that they temporarily moved to a position that we can't see. We call this moving path a trajectory - in fact, most stars have a trajectory of their own." (To be continued. .)

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