Chapter 706 Peter and Charlemagne

Back in time three days ago, Charman, who had just experienced a war, returned to the camp. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man sitting on a chair by the window, holding a book in his hand, as if waiting. someone's arrival.

Having experienced many battles, he immediately became alert, drew his weapon on the spot, and prepared for battle.

However, after he saw the opponent's appearance clearly, the sword in his hand immediately let go and fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

"Ancestor?"

That's right, the person who appeared in his room was none other than the founding monarch of the Tower Kingdom, Peter Will.

Charmain was convinced that the person who appeared in his room was definitely the real thing, for no other reason. At this moment, his blood was throbbing, and he made a sound of joy,

When he first stepped into the chaotic space and accepted the final assessment, he had met the other party once. At that time, he felt like he does now, unable to suppress the stirring of the blood in his body.

"Why are you here? Were you also summoned here by that ritual?"

Charman's face was very excited at this moment. Is this because he was happy to see his ancestor?

No, he knew very well why his heart was beating so fast, and he also understood what the emotion that was emerging now was. He always maintained a heart of awe for his ancestor.

This person was a ruthless person who relied on his mortal body to fight out countless enemies and create a kingdom. Even the goddess that the Tower Kingdom believed in at the time did not dare to do so when Peter was in power. Any chutzpah.

Talented and gifted are the best adjectives to describe him.

Even in that era when stars were shining brightly, he was one of the brightest stars.

Facing such a person, even Charman did not dare to be presumptuous. Now he seemed to have returned to the time when he faced the dimensional businessman. His hands and feet were full of restraint and caution, for fear that he might not be careful. This offended this ancestor.

After hearing Charmaine's question, Peter, who was sitting in the chair, closed the book and turned around to look at his most outstanding descendant.

There was a kind smile on his face. From the outside, he looked like a kind old man, without any hint of the majesty of a king.

"This should be our second meeting, my descendant, Emperor Charlemagne."

"Don't dare take it!"

When he heard the title of Emperor, Charman's expression was full of panic.

Indeed, after the final trial, he had indeed unified the entire Demonic Spirit Continent and accomplished a great feat, but as the person involved, he knew the reason best.

Why was he able to achieve this achievement that even his ancestors could not achieve?

The reason is simple. The gods fell. Because of the despicable methods of the Orc Kingdom and the impact of that trial, most countries on the continent fell into turmoil and returned to the dark age again.

As the only survivor, he has an advantage that ordinary people cannot match. He is immune to the influence of the extremely dark abyss, and has harvested many law fragments and chaos spirit beads in the chaotic space.

Under various conditions, he used the Tower Kingdom as his base and continued to fight. He used war to open the doors to other countries. He used the Chaos Spirit Orb to appease the people and protect them from the influence of the Dark Abyss. In the end, he completely destroyed the Orc Kingdom. He successfully established his position as the great emperor and completed a great deed that even his ancestor Peter could not achieve.

Charman knows very well that everything he has now is largely thanks to his good brother Calvis. If he hadn't helped him survive the trial and also obtained the power in the chaotic space, With so many treasures, he simply cannot achieve what he has achieved today.

He has always disliked acting in a high-profile manner and attributed his success to luck. In front of his ancestor, he took humility to the extreme.

In his body, there is no domineering power as the lord of the continent at all, but only the respect when facing the elders:

"If it weren't for the foresight of my ancestors, how could I have achieved the status of emperor?"

"Oh, what does this have to do with me."

"Of course! Without the foundation laid by you, ancestor, and without your help at that time, how could I, Charman, be where I am today."

What he said was quite sincere. Although he had only met the other party twice, Charman instinctively felt that something was wrong with his ancestor.

After all, this is a person that even that dimensional businessman is full of praise for.

His great achievement of unifying the Demonic Spirit Continent may be very impressive in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of people like Dimensional Merchant, it can only be regarded as a good achievement. With his experience, he has never seen such a genius.

But for such a person, every time he mentioned Peter, he would show admiration, and even help his descendants because of him.

When he noticed the attitude of this natural disaster, Charman had already made up his mind that the Weir family must always remember the achievements of his ancestor and maintain respect for this ancestor.

After all, who knows if this ancestor with great magical powers is really dead?

Faced with Charman's flattery, Peter just smiled, then put the black-covered book in his hand on the table beside him, and then said with a smile:

"You are still the same. You always maintain a humble attitude when facing the elders. I originally thought that your personality would change after you became the emperor."

"Before I became the emperor, I was your descendant and the heir of your bloodline. Ancestor, let me tell you the truth. I don't always maintain a humble appearance in front of everyone. Only when there are elders like you and strong people like Mr. Adams, I will be like this now."

"Hahaha."

Peter laughed happily. Charlemagne is still as eloquent as before. Most importantly, he knows the current situation.

After the laughter stopped, Charlemagne spoke again, slightly bent down, tried to make himself look at the other person, and asked:

"So, I don't know why the ancestor came to me this time. If there is anything that requires my help, just ask. As the heir of your bloodline, I will definitely do everything for your wishes."

"When you say this, do you believe it yourself?"

"Mr. Adams has praised your wisdom in front of me many times."

"So?"

"As wise as you are, as kind as you are, you will never ask me to do something. Your descendants believe this very much."

"You are still as good at talking as before."

After saying this, he paused for a moment before continuing. Said:

"Yes, what I want you to do is not difficult to do, you can do it easily."

"Grandfather, just say it directly. If Charleman shows any embarrassment, then I will..."

"Hand over the troop distribution map of the Elf Forest to the hands of the God of Disobedience."

"Then I will..."

Charleman was a little speechless, and swallowed the second half of his words decisively, and then asked:

"Grandfather, why do you do this? The Protoss is the enemy of all races today, and with the character of those guys, even if you help them, you will not get anything."

Charleman didn't understand why the wise ancestor would make such a choice, why he would do such a thankless thing, and why he would drag him into the water.

Although his morality is not particularly noble, at least he would not betray his comrades.

Handing over the troop distribution map to the God of Disobedience is undoubtedly a betrayal to the Calvis brothers who have helped him a lot, and it is undoubtedly a betrayal to the entire coalition.

Charleman can't do such a thing.

"From your look, you can't do it?"

"It's not that I can't do it, nor do I feel that it's difficult. It's just that, ancestor, can you explain the reason to me, after all, you see..."

"I need to create a crisis in the Elf Forest. Don't worry, what you are worried about will not happen. The racial coalition of the Elf Forest will not be destroyed, and the World Tree will not come to an end. The savior will appear."

"That's what I said."

"After this, you will be completely free. I will teach you how to cut off your blood connection."

"Ancestor, I really don't feel embarrassed about this. I have a bottom line after all. Besides, being able to be your descendant has always been my pride. How could I have the idea of ​​cutting off my blood connection!"

"No need to say so much, you just need to tell me if it can be done."

Charlemagne sighed deeply. Seeing that the ancestor had said so much, how could he dare to continue to refuse?

He nodded and answered:

"I understand. I will do what you asked me to do."

"Then, come to this place to find me in three days."

A memory was transmitted into Charlemagne's mind. That was the place Peter asked him to go.

"Okay, I'll remember it. I'll be here on time in three days."

After Charlemagne finished speaking, he suddenly found that his ancestor had suddenly disappeared, and the chair had become empty.

He walked over and took the book left on the table.

When he saw the title of the book, he frowned unconsciously.

"What era is it? Still a traditional star beast master?"

What kind of a damn book title is this?

With curiosity, Charlemagne opened the first page of the book, and was immediately attracted by the story. He sat down on the chair unconsciously and read it carefully.

Three days later,

Today is the day to meet with his ancestor.

According to the other party's instructions, he handed the troop distribution map of the Elf Forest to the God of Disobedience. In order to achieve this goal, he deliberately created an avatar, let this avatar carry the troop distribution map, and then died in the hands of a God of Disobedience, giving these gods a wave of gold coins.

As for whether the other party believes it or not, how to verify it, it is none of Charman's business.

After all, the content of his agreement with his ancestor from beginning to end is only one content, that is, to hand over the distribution map to the God of Disobedience.

Charman waited for a while in the original place, but found that the ancestor had not arrived yet, which made him hesitate. Could it be that he remembered the time wrong?

After five minutes, no one came here,

At this moment, Charlemagne has begun to hesitate whether he should leave here first. The general attack of the God of Disobedience has been launched. He is still a little famous in the Legion of Heroes. If he doesn't see anyone for a long time, it will easily make others suspicious.

He secretly made a decision in his heart. If the ancestor did not appear within ten minutes, then he would leave here first and find time to discuss the next thing with the other party later.

Time passed slowly, and eight minutes passed before he knew it. Charlemagne had already intended to leave, but he didn't expect that at this moment, a steady sound of footsteps came over.

Charlemagne looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a white-haired old man. He couldn't mistake that familiar face.

He walked forward quickly, and said in a slightly excited tone:

"Ancestor, why did you come just now? You don't know how many difficulties I encountered to help you with that matter. I haven't slept a single day during this period."

"Okay, don't say anything pitiful. You are my descendant. As an ancestor, how can I treat you badly?"

"That's good. No, I mean it's really great to see that you are safe and sound. I wonder if you called me here. Do you have any other instructions?"

"Yes."

Peter pointed to the sky and continued:

"The general attack of the God of Disobedience has been launched. You should know about this."

"Of course, ancestor, do you mean for me to help them?"

"That's right."

"This, ancestor, the gods don't look like they can win, I'll help them."

"Hey, of course I can see that the gods have lost their luck. The "they" I'm talking about are the coalition forces of the Forest of Elves."

As soon as these words came out, Charlemagne was stunned.

"Grandfather, you asked me to give the troop distribution map to the gods of disobedience and helped them, and now you want me to go back to help the coalition?"

"Why, you want to stand on the side of the gods."

"That's not the case. I am the king of a country after all. How could I be so stupid? It's just that I don't understand why you do this?"

"If you don't do this, who will be the stepping stone for the savior? Listen carefully, your task is very simple. Just delay the time as much as possible, and then help the savior establish prestige in the racial coalition after he arrives."

"Savior? You mean...but shouldn't he be in the recording video now?"

"Don't worry about it. Just do what I tell you. After the matter is done, you will get the benefits." (End of this chapter)