Chapter 1862 He Is Really Not a Good Person

"Forgetting history does not mean betrayal, but remembering history can benefit more."

Fred Alexander said seriously.

"Isn't it enough to record all of this in historical documents?" I asked puzzledly: "Why do you still need to engrave it in the tomb passage? Aren't you worried that you will be criticized for this, saying that you are a cruel and unreasonable tyrant? ?”

"I'm not worried." Alexander shook his head and said: "I have been dead for a thousand years. I just hope that future generations can remember the historical truth. As for my evaluation, hundreds of people have their own opinions. I can't come out and force them to agree on the same opinion. So what? Don’t you scare them?”

After a moment of self-mockery, Alexander continued: "As for the issue you mentioned about historical documents, the reason why I not only record them in the documents, but also carve them in the tomb passage is because the documents can be changed, and the reliefs in the tomb passage, There is no possibility of change other than being destroyed.”

"So that's it, you really have good intentions." I said this from the bottom of my heart.

A king, in order to let future generations remember history, did not hesitate to engrave his dark history in the tomb passage for future generations to admire. His magnanimity really makes me ashamed.

"If you could tell the Fairy Queen the bloody cruelty of this history to her face, her old man's ambitions might be restrained."

"My descendant?" Fred Alexander looked at me solemnly: "What happened to her?"

"Are you talking about the Fairy Queen?" I sighed and said helplessly: "She is in great health and eats deliciously, but she is stubborn and stubborn. She only wants to find the artifact, revitalize the Fairy Clan, unify the Zephyr Continent, and reappear. The glory of the past.”

After hearing this, Alexander suddenly burst out laughing uncontrollably.

I didn't understand the meaning of his wild laughter. I leaned against the mithril pillar with my arms in my arms and looked at him with a question mark on my face.

After he had laughed enough, I asked: "Are you happy that your descendants have upheld your will?"

"No, no," Alexander waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I just think this matter is funny."

"Funny?" I asked in confusion: "Isn't it the ultimate goal of your race to once again unify the Zephyr Continent?"

"Little guy, what you said is a bit hurtful," Alexander said with a smile: "As far as I know, the long-standing ambition of our ancestors was not to become the overlord of the Zephyr Continent, but to continue the fire of the ancient civilization. Go down."

"Although I don't know what ancient civilizations were, but based on intuition, it should have nothing to do with hegemony, right?"

Alexander nodded slightly: "Yes, it has nothing to do with hegemony."

"That's right." I spread my hands and said with a grimace: "Obviously, the Fairy Queen did not follow the wishes of the ancestors. She is now crazy about getting the artifact, and she is constantly negotiating openly and covertly with other countries. I even want to use my fiancée to seduce the prince of another country!"

At the end of the sentence, I couldn't help but get excited, and my hand holding the Odachi was trembling.

"Your fiancée? Her granddaughter?" Alexander asked.

"That's not true," I said, "did I ever say that I only have one fiancée?"

"Oh" Alexander responded calmly, but the look he looked at me became very ambiguous.

I coughed: "Don't look at me like that. Didn't you have a few wives when you were in power?"

"Yes." He pinched his chin, nodded to himself, and said, "What you said makes sense. I do have a queen and several concubines."

"Yes, then you must be able to understand my feelings," I said angrily: "If someone wants to sacrifice your beloved concubine's appearance for their own benefit, what will you do?"

Alexander chuckled: "I understand what you mean. This matter is indeed my clan's fault. As an elder, I apologize to you on her behalf."

"That's not necessary." I waved my hand and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. You shouldn't apologize in the first place. I was just excited and said something rude. I hope you will forgive me for being rude."

"To be able to reveal your heart to a memory magician like me, you must be a person of temperament. You and I are just chatting. The point of chatting is to speak freely, so there is nothing rude about it."

I chuckled, and then my eyes moved down from his face to the coffin. With the bright light, I could see everything inside clearly, and I was shocked to find that there were no remains inside!

Confused, I asked casually: "Where is your body?"

"I don't know." Alexander shook his head and said, "I just injected magic into the medium before I died and created this memory magic. As for my body, uh, right, where is my body?"

He lowered his head and looked inside and out, but couldn't find his body. He was a little confused.

"This." I really don't know how to comfort him. A gorgeous mausoleum has been built, and memory magic has been placed in it, but the body is not in the tomb. This is really embarrassing for a person who has been dead for thousands of years. A huge blow.

Before I could say anything to comfort him, Alexander smiled calmly and said, "Forget it, it's just a mortal body. It's gone if it's gone. Even if it's still there, it must be extremely dry and ugly. I'm afraid I can't accept it. That kind of reality.”

That's right. With Alexander's peerless beauty during his lifetime, if he saw the horrific remains that looked like dead branches a thousand years later, he would have a nervous breakdown on the spot!

"Okay, let's stop chatting here," I said, "I have two things to ask you."

"Well, tell me."

"First of all," I said with a grin, "Which is the most valuable treasure in your tomb?"

After hearing this, Alexander shook his head with a smile and said, "I really don't know this. This tomb was not completed during my lifetime. As for what happened after my death, I don't know much about it either."

I was a little discouraged, but I still didn’t give up: “Then you should know the value of everything in the tomb, right?”

"Yes." He gave a rare nod and said, "I know the value, but it's only limited to the prices at that time."

"Oh," I felt relieved and said relaxedly: "This is the early stage of the melee. The basic price should not be much different from the current price."

"Early stage of melee?" Alexander said with a question mark on his face, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Synonymous with the period after the overthrow of Fred Rupert."

"Oh, it turns out it started after the overthrow of my grandfather's regime." Alexander shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Grandpa?!" I exclaimed, "Are you Fred Rupert's grandson?"

"Yes," Alexander said calmly, "I am his eldest grandson."

"Well, no respect, it turns out he is the eldest grandson of Fred Rupert."

"Do you know my grandfather?" Alexander asked doubtfully.

"We had a chance encounter." I thought about it and then added: "Please forgive me, your grandfather is really not a good person."