Chapter 319 318 The Summoner's Temple Also Has Loopholes? Then Just Make Do with It.

Chapter 319 318. Does the Summoner Temple also have loopholes? Then just make do with it.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Ireland, who was shocked by Roye's words, came back to his senses little by little. He could not appreciate Roye's compassion for the people of this land, his disgust for the nobles who were increasingly brutal and enslaving the people, and he could not appreciate Roye's words. There's a little bit of resonance.

Ireland only heard disobedience and rebellion!

"Are you cursing Solon and the royal family?"

"If telling the truth is a curse, then far away from Rodmere, every city-state on the border of Solon is cursed."

Royer didn't stop, something inside him broke after witnessing the slaughter of the village.

"Prince of Ireland, have you ever seen those people who are bound to the earth, using blood and tears for food and clothing, whose arms and thighs are as slender as tree spirit twigs, with only a thin layer of skin and flesh sticking to the bones?"

"Have you ever seen those people who are clearly not slaves, but are exploited to the point where they have to sell their children to the lord and become slaves voluntarily. When they see their daughter and son being tortured by the lord, they still have to smile and say, 'Well done, sir'?"

"Have you ever seen people who would rather escape into the wilderness to keep company with beasts and monsters than return to their hometown? When they are homesick, they use leaves to play sad melody on their flutes. It is not the melody of one person, it resonates all over the mountains and plains, even It can make beasts and monsters retreat!”

"You can't see, you can't see anything!" Roye laughed jokingly, "You are a noble prince, and under your feet are the roads built with flesh and blood by countless nameless people. You have never known poverty since you were a child. , not to mention lack of food and clothing, you don’t know. No matter how much those poor people are willing to pay for a bite to eat... they never dare to disobey Solon's will. Compared to Solon, they are as small as insects and humble as dust. Why do faint-hearted people rebel?"

"Are you overturning the verdict of the Civita rebellion!" Prince Ireland shouted, "Guard, guard!"

The door opened, and Lord Civita filed in with a group of attendants. He looked at Roye with a complicated expression.

"Your Excellency Roye, this is enough. You should keep your words and state them to His Majesty..."

Royer looked at the white-haired Lord Civita and smiled gratefully.

Although he didn't know the other person's name, there was no doubt that the old man was protecting him.

But...it's too late.

These repressed emotions and the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time could no longer be taken back. He had seen too much and thought he could be restrained.

"We can't save everyone, and there's no way to stop it... This cannot be saved by one person."

After Royer looked at himself countless times, he was left with a deep sense of powerlessness over everything he saw.

Therefore, Royer chose to compromise. Saving everyone he could see was his insistence on the glory of his ancestors.

When Lu Yu praised him as a pure adventurer, Roye was shocked and ashamed...His purity was just the product of compromise.

He couldn't open up a new era like his ancestors, so he could only change things around him in this way... Roye felt that he was very incompetent.

Why didn't he want to stay away from this land, ignore all the suffering that was happening in this land, hide happily like Lu Yu, and let the flood surge into the sky?

During the time in Lu Yu's territory, his heart was extremely peaceful. After walking on the Mela Continent for so long, it was the first time that he let go of all worries and pain.

"Learn from Lu Yu and be a smart person." When bidding farewell to Lu Yu, such a voice kept echoing deep in Roye's heart, urging him to return as soon as possible to the land where he could let go of everything and focus on himself. Promised Land.

Royer was really shaken. He asked Charem if he was tired of traveling and wanted to change his lifestyle.

Xialem was still the same as before. This talented magician who had never been his lover, but just a tacit partner, answered frankly.

"Although Lulutis is no longer here, I also like the magician named Gulu very much."

The decision has been made, all that's left is a few commemorative moments and a sincere farewell to the elders with whom we have long been estranged...

If I hadn’t met Little Mudpa and hadn’t seen the fallen squirrelmen...

Royer realized that he still wanted to try, even if he would fail...

He has never tried. Compared with his ancestors, he has been suffering, but he does not know how to destroy the "distortion" that has been deeply rooted and entrenched in Solon.

This is a distortion that has been rooted in the hearts of the people who ruled Solon since the end of the glorious era. It is like a wildly growing vine, tightly entangled in the big tree of Solon, competing with the tree for nutrients, and growing into a rotten flower that emits a foul smell. .

The vines became thicker and thicker, and the trees became more and more wilted. The flies flying around the decaying flowers drove away the butterflies and bees, making an annoying and disgusting sound.

Royer is no longer silent, he must shout loudly.

Those words that have been buried in the heart for a long time must be heard by someone, and people must realize that the big tree of Solon is going to perish!

For this reason, he is willing to give up his long-standing caution and reason!

However…

Roye was politely invited into a courtyard by the magicians. Liuzhu's sensitive identity meant that only the emperor could judge whether Roye had blasphemed the royal family and the country.

Roye had anticipated all this and accepted it calmly.

The Prince of Ireland, who was deeply hurt by Royer's sharp words and lost his face, angrily asked Old Larry, the Lord of Civita, to magically seal the courtyard where Royer was imprisoned.

However, this proposal was politely rejected by Larry Lao: "Your Highness, this is my territory."

"What he blasphemed was the royal family. I have the right to demand that the house arrest and blockade be strengthened!"

"With all due respect, Your Highness is not qualified to handle this matter. Only Your Majesty can intervene in the Six Pillars."

Ireland glared at Old Larry angrily, and after realizing that the other party would not give in, he waved his sleeves and left angrily.

Sitting back on the chair, Old Larry sighed, not knowing what he was feeling.

Royer in the courtyard quickly realized that there was no magic ban here. He hesitantly picked up the small jellyfish statue, but the words he had prepared were never spoken. He smiled awkwardly, put the statue away, and turned to pick up the statue. He took out the scroll and summoned a magic messenger to report to Sharem that he was safe.

He had expected this outcome, but Royer had no regrets.

He didn't know if his words would spread, and he didn't know how many people would feel something after hearing them...

He also didn't know whether Solon's nobles were known to everyone and kept silent, or whether they were really as stupid as pigs, short-sighted and narrow-minded.

At least he took this step.

The matter involves six pillars. Although Old Larry has ordered the information to be blocked, even the lord's mansion is not airtight. For example... the courtyard where Royer is under house arrest is not sealed by magic.

Soon, the conflict between Roye and Ellan quickly spread throughout the city of Civita. The news seemed to have wings, and all the city-states in the Civita region learned about what happened that night.

Emperor Solon Dewek, who was slowly walking along the way, slowly closed the book in his hand after learning the news.

As majestic as a lion, he summoned the head of the black owl.

"Is the Civita arrangement completed?"

The head of the black owl lowered his head and replied respectfully: "All preparations have been completed to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Dwek nodded: "Then... let's get started."

"Give me the order, no longer stop in the surrounding city-states, speed up, and go straight to Civita."

"From now on, I will rest for a while and will not show up again. All matters...Black Owl will take care of it."

After saying that, Dwek stood up holding the book and disappeared into the darkness.

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Lu Yu was overjoyed. The long-term efforts paid off. Xiao An finally swallowed the box as thick as her arm. Although the entire jellyfish became sluggish after swallowing and the tentacles stopped swinging, those were all minor problems!

Without any modifications, Xiao An has completed Lu Yu's original idea.

The light jellyfish that was summoned again did not dare to bully Xiao An anymore. Lu Yu reminded him sternly that Xiao An was working hard to help him complete a great idea...

He couldn't bully Xiao An. The light jellyfish could only cling to Lu Yu. All its tentacles were either tied around his waist or pulling on his shoulders... Lu Yu didn't think it was anything, as long as he didn't chase the poor kid Xiao An. Beating it secretly is a good thing.

Lu Yu, who nearly merged with Xiaoguang, aroused everyone in the Pope Tower. Only Lulu became more and more depressed...

"Ah, I really want to make medicine..." Every time she saw the two jellyfish, Xiao Guang and Xiao An, Lulu had an extremely strong desire to make medicine. However, this is the Papal City, and neither Lu Yu nor Sera forbids her from doing this. It was a dangerous matter. The two people who doted on her were surprisingly consistent on this matter and had a tough attitude.

Lu Yu entered the Summoner's Temple. He had not been here for a long time and came here to seek some inspiration.

Sure enough, Segro was waiting for him with tea, and this pretender was still so coquettish.

"Long time no see, why are you here again?"

"I can't ask you anything. The consciousness of the world prohibits you from providing help, right?" Lu Yu said, "By the way, has Orcus been here?"

Lu Yu previously told Orkus how to enter the Summoner's Temple. As long as the Dragon Slayer is willing to help, he should be able to get here easily.

"I've been here, and I'm here now."

Lu Yu was stunned. He immediately stood up and looked around. There was no sign of Orkus in the white surroundings.

Segro stood up and clapped his hands, and said as he clapped: "The Summoner's Temple has been unstable since the decline of the summoning system, and it has not deliberately repaired it, so sometimes it requires a little manipulation to allow entrants to meet each other."

As he spoke, Orkus's figure appeared on the other side of the stone table.

Looking at the two people standing in front of him, holding teacups, Orkus, who was obviously talking to another "Segro", squirted out all the tea.

Lu Yu and Seguero were not wet by the tea, everything here was illusory.

"You, you, you...how did you show up!"

"This is a small problem with the Summoner's Temple. You are also an experienced summoning scholar. You have seen so many loopholes in summoning. You shouldn't be surprised by this small problem. You should be calm and learn to accept and understand all this..."

Seguero's words are very unsatisfactory. As the mouthpiece of the world's consciousness, he retains self-awareness. In other words... he was also so unworthy during his lifetime.

"This is an important place for communication. We summoners are already in a difficult situation. This is not a long-standing problem. Can't we fix it?" Lu Yu decided to try for it. Although he didn't come often, what did he say...

I can live without it, but you can’t live without it?

Segro took a sip of tea: "As far as I know, after the decline of the Summoner Temple, only the two of you arrived here... Can you think that when the summoning system returns to normal, you will be the only pioneers?"

"Since there are so few people... you should just make do with the user experience. Anyway, important functions such as summon search are intact, and the function of cross-space consciousness chat is optional... At most, I will try my best to help you adjust it every time there is a malfunction?"

"Is this your idea or His idea?" Orkus asked.

Lu Yu guessed that Orkus had not entered the Summoner's Temple many times and did not know Segro very well, so he explained: "It must be his own idea. He will not explain so much, but will only throw out the result for you to accept."

Segro laughed.

Lu Yu ignored the microphone and asked: "When did you come in?"

Orkus sighed and summoned the Dragon Slayer casually. Seeing this, Lu Yu also called out Xu Yu and let the two engraved summons communicate.

"It's so hard to coax the summons."

Orkus' tone was like a child who had reached the rebellious period, and the old father wanted to control him but didn't know how to control him. He was cautious and humble in everything, and was exhausted physically and mentally.

Since Lu Yu left, Orkus began a long repayment.

The Dragon Slayer’s prejudice against the nobles was secondary. After all, Orkus had already left Celer and demonstrated his determination to specialize in summoning in the future with practical actions.

Orkus would throw away the Dragon Slayer every time he summoned it. This accumulated “contradiction” resulted in the Dragon Slayer’s cold violence.

This may be a wonder in the history of summoners, where a summoner is coldly abused by his own summons…

He found that the Dragon Slayer liked to eat mushroom soup and mushroom fried rice bought by bread, so Orkus diligently ran errands every day, and even humbly found the best chef in Blue Water City to make it for the Dragon Slayer.

But just like talking to the Dragon Slayer and not talking to Orkus, he would not eat the food bought by Orkus, and would not take the things given by Orkus.

As for the chef invited by Orkus… he directly and politely asked the chef to go back.

“Please restrain yourself!”

As he spoke, Orkus found that Lu Yu was laughing non-stop with his eyes covered, and he was even unwilling to cover his mouth!

"Sorry, I really thought of some funny things and couldn't help myself."

Knowing that he would definitely be written into Lu Yu's book, Orkus sternly described his painful process of showing goodwill.

The Dragon Slayer did not continue the cold violence to the end. After all, Orkus was his summoner, and they were also in a state of coexistence and cooperation. Orkus was willing to lower his head and coax him for a long time, which showed his sincerity and his change.

Of course, part of the reason was that the cute little bread had always spoken well of Orkus in private.

This cute little fox was very lethal when she hugged the Dragon Slayer's armor and acted coquettishly. The Dragon Slayer's toughness was gradually worn down by her...So after eating a delicious mushroom fried rice, the Dragon Slayer spoke to Orkus for the first time.

"Mushroom soup is half price today, buy me one."

Lu Yu felt that ordering a summoner to do something for him should be the first time.