Act 2 Black Moon Falls to Death

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This word is sacred and far away, but at this moment it seems so real and close.

Brando was silent for a long time, almost absorbed in listening. He didn't even notice that dozens of prompts had popped up in his records. The scholar's level and several skills and knowledge below him were improved in this moment. More than ten levels.

But the latter was unaware of this.

"I understand," he replied: "But Ms. Oweina, you once said that I have the authority of the Truth Society, but I have never felt it. My power still needs to be learned and accumulated experience, right? ?”

"Is this really the case?" Gun Spirit was a little amused: "How old are you this year?"

Brando suddenly got stuck.

He suddenly found that he did not understand the question, so he decided to bring the topic back to a field he was familiar with. He thought for a while and continued the previous question:

"So what was the difference between the highest authority meeting and the lowest authority meeting you mentioned before?"

"The difference is huge. This determines which level of power the highest authority participant can use in the meeting. In the highest authority meeting, the ancestors have unlimited veto power. He can even force the end of the meeting," Oweina glanced at him: "Just like you did."

Brando couldn't help but feel sympathy for Her Majesty the Queen's misfortune: "She doesn't know?"

"Maybe you know, maybe you don't know, but even if you know, you don't know that your authority is so high. Her bloodline should come from Odin. Odin is the leader of the Earth Legion and the elder of the Parliament of Truth. Their authority Second only to the ancestors, if you are not here, she can get everything she wants——"

"What does she want?"

"I guess. She wants to reopen the Parliament of Truth."

Brando frowned and looked at the gun spirit: "You said this."

Ovina shook her head: "What I'm talking about is, a permanent parliament, just like before the Sixth Era. With a permanent parliament, the Tower of Babel will be permanent in this world, and there will also be a long-term presence in the parliament. The people of the gods. The chosen ones and the promised ones of your era will eventually grow up and become the next generation of people of the gods, accepting the inheritance from ancient times.

"

Brando couldn't help being stunned, isn't this great? According to the Silver Queen's plan, if the Tower of Babel will last forever, with the increase of the Chosen Ones, civilization will eventually return to a very high level, at least not inferior to that before the mortal era.

Wouldn't it be much better than now?

So why is the Silver Queen so sneaky?

He couldn't help but blurt out: "What's wrong with this?"

Unexpectedly, this question made Oweina hesitate, and she considered it for a long time. Then he replied: "Didn't the Bugans tell you that there is any difference between the era of mortals and the era of gods still walking on the earth?"

Brando was stunned for a moment, wondering why the other party knew that he had met Tulaman, but then he realized that his alliance with the Buga people was obviously no secret.

He thought of what Tullaman told him, and there seemed to be relevant content in it, but he still didn't understand what the relationship was.

Could it be said that if the civilization of this world remains so weak, it will be able to cope with the growth of chaos?

"It's hard for me to answer this question for you." Oweina replied: "Before the Parliament of Truth closed, the master and I were fighting against the dusk. We did not participate in the last meeting. What decision they should have made in that meeting , I can only make speculations based on this, but any question will eventually face the test of right or wrong, so I don’t have the answer to whether it is good or bad in the end.”

Brando suddenly thought of Sage Airanta at this moment. Thinking of the Holy Covenant and the Buga people who kept secret about everything that happened on the final battlefield, some kind of understanding vaguely emerged in my heart, but I couldn't be sure.

He shook his head slightly, this era of decline. It seemed that it was difficult for anyone to see the way forward. The Silver Queen might have seen something that forced her to make such a decisive choice, but she died in her own hands in the end.

He asked himself whether everything he did was right or wrong. There seemed to be no answer, but at least it would not be worse than everything that happened in the game. About this, he could only have a clear conscience?

Where should mortals go? Perhaps only mortals themselves can answer this question.

"So," Brando finally clarified his thoughts and asked, "I have one last question, which is also the answer I most urgently want to know right now. I want to ask, when the Silver Queen initiated the meeting, Have I been counted among the three initiators?"

"Of course not," Ovina replied without hesitation: "In my opinion, she has never even regarded you as an opponent. She cares about the inheritance of Odin in you, but that's all. The inheritance belongs to Inheritance, blood belongs to blood, these are two different things.”

Speaking of this, she couldn't help laughing: "But she is a bit stupid. If you don't have the blood of the gods, how could Odin pass on the inheritance to you? If you are not the chosen one or the promised one, no matter what the mortals are, No matter how hard you try, you won’t be able to enter the Parliament of Truth.”

Brando didn't think this was funny, in fact his face darkened. Only Akane noticed the change in her lord's face, and she subconsciously moved closer.

"So who are the initiators of the meeting? As a Azure Knight, is Akane a participant?" Brando asked.

"Of course Qian doesn't count," Oweina immediately denied: "Although Azure Knights usually participate in meetings, this time we are here as recorders rather than participants. According to regulations, recorders do not participate in meetings. of."

"If I remember correctly, that Prince Ogeos should be a chosen one..." Brando recalled that most of the chosen ones have their own flaws. The prince looked like a manic patient, and judging from his Judging from strength and performance, it is not difficult to come to this conclusion.

“So besides him and Her Majesty, who is the third attendee?”

"I'm not sure about this, but the other party's authority is very high, no worse than Her Majesty the Queen." Oweina shook her head.

"Is he here?" Brando immediately asked.

"He is not here, but I think he should be in this city."

Brando took a deep breath, and he vaguely guessed a possibility.

Why does the Silver Queen know Roman?

Why would she specifically invite Roman to be an ambassador to the empire?

Why was Princess Gloria ever seen near Prague?

Also, why did his grandfather never tell him about everything around him?

It's all too much of a coincidence.

As if the broken chains were connected to each other, the cause and effect of the incident automatically appeared in his mind. He vaguely regretted it. Perhaps letting little Roman come here this time would be a serious mistake.

When he thought that Roman might be the baby girl sixty years ago, and the huge secret lurking in her, Brando suddenly felt that he couldn't sit still, and subconsciously wanted to walk out of the Garden of White Roses.

But Metissa and Ciel immediately stopped him. Although they are not as close as Akane, they are always paying attention to the movements of their lord. His conversation with Oweina can be hidden from ordinary people, but as a planeswalker creature who has a close connection with Brando , but they can hear it.

"Lord, you can't go out."

"Lord, what do you want to do? It's getting late now, and Miss Kou Hua's puppies outside won't recognize you as their master. Besides, God knows what the cultists are doing in the outer city now -"

Medissa looked at Brando's gloomy face and asked in a low voice: "Lord, are you worried about Miss Roman?"

Brando glanced at her and nodded silently, but for various reasons, it was difficult for him to explain clearly.

He was about to speak when a figure appeared in his eyes.

The witch whom I had met previously at the Cat and Beard Inn appeared in front of the main entrance of White Rose Garden at some unknown time. She slowly crossed the crowd, and no one asked her. It's as if the latter should have appeared here.

The witch came to Brando, looked at him silently, waited for a while, and then said: "Something happened to Roman, you must leave here immediately."

Brando was stunned.

It was as if there was a sharp dagger in this woman's words, which pierced the most fearful place in his heart as soon as she opened her mouth.

He almost took a deep breath. Then he came back to his senses, looked at the other person and asked: "Who are you?"

The witch took off the veil without hesitation. At that moment, Brando almost thought he saw several faces, some of which were even familiar to him, as if he had encountered them somewhere recently.

But in the end he saw clearly the other person's true appearance.

"you……"

Princess Gloria is not beautiful. Among the excellent blood of the Kolkava royal family, it can only be regarded as ordinary, far inferior to her niece Griffien who has elf blood.

But she has an aura that Brando rarely sees. Perhaps the years of living as a witch have shrouded her with a mysterious aura. Against this aura, this lady feels... It's hard to describe and describe in short words.

Brando has only seen a similar temperament in one person, and that person is right in front of him now.

She had another name in the countryside of Butch, the locals called her Lady Asia, but in front of Roman and him, she always called herself Aunt Jenny.

This is a middle-aged woman, but time has left few traces on her face.

"Aunt Jenny..."

"You should have guessed who I am," Princess Gloria replied: "Now I allow you to use my real name. What I want to tell you is that your guess is basically correct. Roman is indeed my master Having been raised, you may still have many doubts in your mind, but now you must listen to me and leave here immediately.”

"Why?" Brando froze.

Others also frowned and looked at each other. Among them, the Silver Elf Princess and Ciel, who were quicker to react, had vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, while Akane and Morpheus looked wary.

As for Andrrig, he yawned before that, revealing the lower half of his pointed canine teeth.

"There is no time, but I will explain it to you," Gloria said with a serious look on her face: "You go find Nidwin and Vala, I want to borrow the Cruz royal teleportation array."

"They won't agree. That's the secret of the Cruz royal family." Brando immediately shook his head. Before he figured out the situation, he would never leave Roman behind.

"They will," Gloria seemed to turn a blind eye to his attitude: "You are the new emperor of the empire, if they don't want the two emperors to die on the same day."

"What!"

"What did you say, ma'am?"

Not only Brando, but everyone around him was shocked. Even Faina, who had not interrupted, couldn't help but make a sound.

"The Silver Queen gave you the Supreme Ring. You are the Emperor of the Empire. In addition, no one can get involved in this position before your death. This is the rule set by the Fire King Gilt. Even if it is The nobles of Cruz and His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the Emperor, cannot deviate from this, so you go tell Nidwin and Vala and let me talk to them."

Brando fell silent.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with the problem, but the right hand tightly holding the hilt of the Flame Blade represented his mood at the moment.

Princess Gloria watched his expression silently, shook her head and said, "Brando, don't be willful. You will understand how important what I said to you today is."

"Aunt Jenny," Brando hesitated for a moment, but chose this more familiar name, but he never dreamed that his encounter with Roman and each other would happen in such a situation.

"You should understand that there is no way I can abandon Roman. No matter what happens to her, I will find her..." He paused and said with some difficulty: "Even if she dies, I will at least see her. To my fiancée’s body.”

Gloria stared at the young man intently.

For a moment, she didn't know how to speak.

"She's not dead," the last princess of the kingdom sighed: "I promise you, Roman will be fine, but you have to leave here first, okay?"

"not good."

Brando still shook his head.

In fact, he had already planned to forcefully cross the other party and go to the outer city to find Roman. Although his conversation with Owina here was only a short moment, he was already very anxious at the moment.

But at this time, someone in the rose garden suddenly screamed: "Martha, please look at the moon!"

Everyone turned around subconsciously, and their eyes widened——

The black moon hanging alone in the sky was actually falling.

The whole world seemed to resonate with it and trembled slightly.

That scene.

It seemed like the end was coming.

But Brando vaguely felt that he had seen the same scenery there.

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(ps: I spent a lot of time organizing my thoughts and writing the outline of this volume today. I wrote a little late. When I finished writing, I found that it was already 10 o'clock. I was heartbroken... (To be continued...)

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