Scene 127 The Age of Careerists

This is an era of careerists, where opportunities and cunning conspiracies are like undercurrents of a river, sweeping through it for hundreds of years.

Just like an invisible quill writing rapidly in the depths of dark thoughts, a complete story scroll gradually took shape in Brando's mind. The second half of this story is already foreseeable - in the fog of the final battle In the center of the shrouded ruins, in that dark and silent temple - no matter what Her Majesty the Silver Queen saw at that time, what happened, whether it was true or false, right or wrong, it doesn't matter now, its ending has long been doomed , the Four Holy Temples and the Buga people will never let this incident have any sequelae, let alone let its influence be taken out of the Alka region.

But the reason is not as sinister and dirty as the world thinks -

Because Elroy, the leader of the Silver People and the Lord of Silver Lightning, once placed his hand on the sacred oath and swore to the four sages, declaring that in the next era, the Silver People will fulfill their duties and serve as guardians. and the important task of monitoring this world. This promise may seem a bit unbelievable to people of this era, even too childish - it is just a promise, so what does it mean?

The people of this era, from the princes and nobles to the common people, believe in outright self-interest, and there are only naked interests between countries, between kingdoms, and between species. During this time, intrigues and deceptions, and orders being changed at night, have long been commonplace. Conspiracies and betrayals are rampant in the world. This history has been going on for hundreds of years.

So they can't imagine it.

I can't imagine that glorious era, nor can I understand what a commitment between noble people is.

There was an era when Elroy spoke loudly in front of the sacred covenant. Every word he spoke turned into silver words and was inscribed on the holy white stone slab, like shining silver nails, one by one. Nailed into the long river of history. This is not for the greed of power, but to prove right and wrong, right and wrong, right and wrong - as the Lord of Fire Gilt once said: This is a just cause. The ideals in our hearts are therefore worthy of our protection.

Everything they do is for the long-term survival of civilization and order.

So for a thousand years the Silver People made a promise. They no longer interfere in mortal wars. They have established monitoring towers on the borders of the civilized world that are more dazzling than the stars. Although Brando once maliciously joked that the Buga people were doing this to monitor the power of mortals in the entire world, but He actually knew clearly in his heart: 'Their power has already surpassed the pinnacle of this world, so that mortals have to look up to their aloofness. Even if mortals maliciously speculate that these wizards are controlling the direction of history behind the scenes, they have to admit - '

'The fact is that in a thousand years, the Silver People have never crossed the line drawn by Elroy.

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Buga's wizards have a motto: The failure of future generations to keep one's word is an injury to the noble behavior of the predecessors. in their eyes. The promise of a noble person cannot be desecrated, it is the most precious thing in the world. Because it is so easy to destroy, once it is destroyed, it is difficult to get it back. William has lamented to the players more than once: Mortal life is too short, so it is too short-sighted. It is easy for them to replace those noble values ​​with immediate benefits. It is difficult for them to understand that this is not worth the gain.

After Tullaman slowly told the first half of the story, Brando raised his head and looked at the other person. I wonder if it was his misunderstanding. He felt that there was some kind of deep sadness in the elder's silver eyes.

He could actually understand where this sadness came from.

On the battlefield of the final battle, if everything happened in that temple. To really prove that the Four Sages were really wrong, or not so righteous, would be to cast a shadow over the sacred oath. The failure of future generations to keep their faith is an insult to the noble behavior of their predecessors, but what if it was all wrong from the beginning?

Now there are only two choices left before the Four Great Temples and the Silver People -

Or, admit the mistakes of your predecessors. Let the world undergo a thorough reform and baptism. After that, the four major temples may disappear, but at least the truth will remain in the world forever. But more likely. Let the world sink into darkness, let conspiracies and lies obscure the light of reason, and make Warnd become the biggest stage for careerists in the next hundreds of years.

Or, cover up the truth. Although it tarnishes one's own heart, the fire of civilization and order will still exist, at least so that the world will not fall into a sea of ​​fire. The War of the Saints has been over for a thousand years. There is no reason to allow the hatred of that era to continue. That would be too selfish.

The four major temples chose the latter.

The attendees at that time, in addition to the dragon, the wizard leaders of the Silver Alliance, and the popes and high priests of the four major temples, these people are different from the corroded worms below, they are all true seekers of the truth. , so this choice is a huge pain and torture for them, because they know it is a lie, but they have to use nobility as an excuse to cover up the lie. This is a double injury to the shining truth.

"Since the decision has been made to cover up the truth with lies, everything that happened on the battlefield of the final battle should no longer appear in front of the world." After a long silence, Turaman slowly narrated: "But the battlefield So many upper-class nobles have sacrificed their lives, and there must be someone responsible for this."

"this person……"

"That's Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"What about my grandfather?"

"Actually, no one forced Darus, but one day, he suddenly came to us——"

"Do you agree?" Brando asked in a calm voice.

"Of course it's impossible," Tullaman shook his head: "But your grandfather said this to us..."

"He said, you can't let Princess Constance bear this responsibility. She knows too much, and there are too many doubts in the whole incident, and she cannot withstand any doubts. More importantly, she is now one of those who have also entered Leaders of the nobles of the Temple, if you are already going to cover everything up, then you must appease each and every one of them, so instead of being a sinner, she must be a hero.”

"Your grandfather looked up at us at that time, and the light flashing in his eyes is still unforgettable to me. Then he slowly said, you have sacrificed too much for this. I can't let everything you have done fall short, so , let me come, here. I am the only one qualified."

"After saying these words, he turned and left the tent."

Brando listened quietly to these words and remained silent for a long time. He only felt a strange emotion surge in his heart, blinked his eyes, and his lips were a little dry and astringent.

This is the career of the noble. How can I dare to let others be more beautiful than others?

There is such a man whose silence contains too many meanings. Although he says nothing, he looks back on the past. But he can answer questions with a clear conscience that most people in the world dare not face - he is worthy of his own beliefs and his beloved woman. That requires not only courage, but also extraordinary ability. Wisdom, this man. That's his grandfather.

This is a life without regrets, which makes people yearn for it.

"The next trial?" Brando asked in a shy voice. He originally thought that his achievements had surpassed the figure in his memory, but now it seems that it is still a child's trick. This idea can't help but make him sad for a while. He felt extremely ashamed.

"The next step is the trial." Tullaman replied in a deep voice: "That trial... Those who truly understand the truth know that it is just a child's play. There are not many people who really dare to face that lie, so There were only a few people present, and most of the others were absent. So most people in the world thought it was a secret trial, but in fact the truth was not like this. This can be regarded as the last dignity left to your grandfather."

"But as a good friend of your grandfather, I was present at that time. After the trial, your grandfather should have been secretly executed. But for the reason you know, he was only relieved of all positions and reputation. He was secretly sent back to Egypt. Ruin.”

"After that, almost no one heard anything about him."

"In fact, there are only a few people in the entire Warende who really know that your grandfather is still alive. Most of these people, including the previous generation of high priests of the temple, chose to go to the hospital because they could not bear the inner suffering. Self-destruction.”

"Did you know?" Tullaman suddenly said: "At the moment when the trial ends, the Supreme Being of the Temple of Fire is the teacher of Vara who is sitting on the Holy Seat of the Temple of Fire. , he turned around and whispered to me——"

"'To this day, what face do we have to pursue truth and correctness?'"

This sentence set off a storm in Brando's heart.

At that moment, he suddenly understood why sixty years after the War of the Saints, the entire continent rapidly deteriorated and fell into complete darkness. Even the Third Holy War was called the most chaotic and darkest mortal war. The next few hundred years were filled with intrigues and intrigues, and it was an era of careerists. Opportunities and cunning conspiracies were like undercurrents of a river, sweeping through them for hundreds of years.

With the advent of the Slate War, the glorious wizards were forced to put aside their status and join the mortal war. In that battle, the color of the world changed, blood flowed on the earth, and the past order completely collapsed. Then eternal night fell, and the power of dusk descended on the earth uncontrollably.

The rolling torrent of history, at this moment, was like a long river, rushing towards him without any stagnation.

The lock on the Pandora's Box clicked at this moment, and finally opened in Brando's heart.

‘We are all sinners. ’

‘The lights of civilization have been extinguished from this moment on. Next, there will be long winter nights. Perhaps I will never see it light up again in my lifetime. ’

Although the four major temples cover up all the secrets on the battlefield of the final battle, you can deceive everything, but you cannot deceive yourself. In Vala and in the hearts of his legendary teacher, the believers' faith in justice and truth was irresistibly shaken. The temple has lost its support for justice and glory, and everything they believe in has naturally become a castle in the air. The confusion among the high-level officials has inevitably spread throughout the temple. This confusion, after nearly half a century, has After brewing, it turned into a kind of panic uncontrollably.

What's the point of insisting if people realize that everything they've ever stood for was wrong?

Furthermore, is the world created by the Four Sages really so correct?

"This is the source of everything," Turaman smiled bitterly: "The bitter fruit will be brewed and eaten. It turns out that we made the wrong choice from the beginning. Then according to the original plan, the dragon and the Temple of Flame were secretly hiding. An exchange was made below, allowing Constance to become the queen of the empire. This was not just to appease the nobles. In fact, it was also to compensate your grandfather. However, the Temple of Fire selectively downplayed her merits and demerits. Well, after all...it's impossible for them to have no complaints."

"But what none of us expected was that everything that happened in the Alka region had an equally huge impact on Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was still in her prime at that time. What we didn't even expect was that she would eventually get the Dragon of Darkness. inheritance.”

"Later we learned that before returning to China, she had met your grandfather once. She asked your grandfather if he was willing to work with her to correct the mistakes of history."

"My grandfather...rejected?"

Tullaman nodded: "But he also kept his promise. He never revealed a word of that conversation until after his death. We only received a letter from him."

Only then did Brando learn that his grandfather had written a letter to these Buga people before his death. He suspected that the same letter might have been sent to the Temple of Fire and several other major temples.

"From that letter, we learned the true thoughts of the Queen of the Cruz people. It turned out...she wanted to become the Dragon of Darkness."

"Becoming the Dragon of Darkness?" Brando's heart jumped slightly.

"Not only that, we don't know what she saw in the temple. But she must have seen more than those nobles. She seemed to think that what the four sages did was a complete mistake, so She is determined to correct this mistake - whether it is to rule the world or to stand up for what she believes is right."

"This is..." Brando asked in a deep voice: "The origin of this war now, right?"

Turaman nodded slowly.

Brando was silent for a moment: "Did you already know all this?"

"A little earlier than you," Tulaman said with a wry smile again: "But we can't confirm whether this is the true thought in Her Majesty's heart. After all, she has been holding back for decades. She seems to be Waiting for an opportunity, but no one knows what that opportunity is."

"Why didn't the Temple of Flame stop her?" After Brando asked this question, he realized that he had asked a stupid question. As expected, he saw Turaman looking at him helplessly. The person involved back then was today. Vala, the master of the Temple of Fire, must still be in deep confusion like everyone else. If the Temple of Fire cannot confirm that everything they are doing is correct, then what reason do they have to stop the Silver Queen?

What a sin.

Brando couldn't help but groaned: "So, you didn't choose me, right? What virtues and abilities do I have to stop Her Majesty the Queen?"

"Of course you do, little guy." The old man winked at him playfully: "Don't think I don't know what cards you have in your hand that you haven't played yet."

Brando immediately understood what the other party was talking about. Cruz's eldest son. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had shot himself in the foot by letting the guy stay. He couldn't help but said: "Okay, I have a trump card." It's one thing, but the difference in strength is one thing. Why should I sit in the same position as Her Majesty the Queen and play chess?"

"It does seem so, but what she did is too crazy, and not everyone in the empire will support her. You can always find supporters, can't you? What's more, you are still a descendant of Darus. This matter There is no one more suitable than you, maybe this is God’s will, little one.”

"Then, you Buga people just stay out of it?" Brando replied angrily: "It's a good thing to keep yourself clean, but at this time, you still cherish your own feathers, which is just for fame and reputation, not to mention that this trouble is still yours. Provoked."

Upon hearing these words, the old man's face darkened.

He shook his head slowly.

"Hey, you don't understand, little guy, the four major temples are confused. Why aren't we the same? Since that incident, we are no longer sure that the choice we made is the right one. There are already people in the parliament A loud voice demands that we interfere as little as possible in mortal affairs to avoid repeating the same mistakes. Secretly helping you build a fleet this time is the limit of what we can strive for."

Tullaman had said it extremely sincerely, but Brando did not accept his statement and replied: "But since you can't even confirm whether you are wrong or right, how can I guarantee that I stand with Her Majesty the Queen?" The opposite must be right? Does it mean that in your opinion, I don’t have any insistence on justice in my heart? "

"No, you are different, little guy. Anyone can say that he is wrong, but you can't, because you are a descendant of Darus." Turaman looked at him and said word by word: "The noble act itself can never be wrong. Even if we question our own choices, we will never think that those who sacrificed their lives for justice insist on their ideals."

"do you understand?"

The old man patted Brando on the shoulder: "The long night of civilization is coming. The flame is extinguished in the ashes, but there is still a fire under the embers. Maybe our generation will not see it ignited again, but for you But must we rekindle it and pass on hope from generation to generation?”

"And this is the mission of the forerunners you are pursuing -"

After hearing this, Brando couldn't help but fell into silence.

He looked towards the west, where a red sun was slowly sinking beneath the mountains, as if signaling the arrival of a cold night.

But in the dark night.

Who will hold up the dotted torches?

He raised his head, and the image of the silent old man in his memory was unusually clear and distinct; at the same time, the prophecy about the future from Tullaman's mouth also came to his mind...

‘xvi:wer――

The lost moon takes away the light

xx:――

The light is lost.

xvii: the star——

The Silver Generation was lost on the earth, marching forward in darkness and ignorance.

viii:gth――

The chance encounter between the emperor and the fool.

ix: the hermit——

The rusty clockwork is being reset.

xxi:the world——

The sword that changes destiny.

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