A flock of white doves flew across the square, leaving several feathers on the ground. Gongsun Ce looked at their wings and thought of those huge biochemical pigeons on the empty city, and somehow he felt a little want to laugh.
"Orianna, I have to say that you are quite wicked in handling this matter."
"I'm ashamed..." Orianna whispered, "But... the time mentioned in the prophecy is August, and we have decided that no matter what the outcome is, we will definitely send you two back before the duel in July. The capital of the sky..."
They were in a square not far from the museum, sitting on the stone steps facing the church. Mo Yuankai was scattering grains on the ground, and Krikki was whistling folk songs. The sun shines on the white stone buildings, tourists come and go among the pigeons, the winter air is cold and fresh, and the capital is so quiet that it is hard to imagine that a giant dragon will come here in two months.
Gongsun Ce couldn't imagine that scene. Is this possible? Yes, the dragon is very powerful, but the kingdom is also very awesome. I heard Orianna say that there are four light creation mages, and there are so many knights and mages behind them shouting "come on". If there are so many people who can't defeat a dragon, what's the use of them?
But the old fool's attitude doesn't seem to be fake. The kingdom was going crazy with nervousness over this matter, and they began to consider urgently changing the crown prince. He understood now why everything was moving so fast. Why should Orianna be replaced if she doesn't work anymore? Because we have to fight the dragon in August and can’t use the Holy Sword anymore, everyone might lose the ball! Why do you have to go all the way to find your elder brother to repair the Holy Fire Armor when it breaks? Because when the time comes, Ba Cheng, who is facing off against Long, will be the old regiment leader. Who wouldn’t be anxious if his magic weapon breaks down?
"Alas..." Gongsun Ce sighed faintly, "When I think about the fact that I was still investigating murders yesterday, I feel very... outrageous... I still care about killings after this time..."
"Indeed, just die." Krikki agreed.
"That's not what I meant, I just..."
Mo Yuankai turned around and said, "Hey, A Ce. You will die in a few decades. Why are you still eating now?"
"Holy shit, I can't live without worrying about shit so far away all day long?"
"That's right. Isn't it true that everyone can't survive now?" Mo Yuankai combed the feathers of the pigeons, "The predictions may not be accurate, and even if the dragon comes, it may not be defeated. Roninlus wants to take the most pessimistic perspective The problem is that because he is a high-level executive, he must consider guarantees. In fact, isn’t the mentality of most people just to fight when the dragon comes? Is there any other way?”
Gongsun Ce scratched his head and said, "No, I understand the truth, but...brother, have you seen Macbeth?"
"No." Mo Yuankai shook his head.
Criqui stood up and said like a song: "Macbeth was a general of a small country in ancient times. He was brave and good at fighting and upright. When he returned from a rebellion, he heard the prophecy given to him by the witch: You will be promoted to a high official. , you will become the High King, and your best friend Banquo's son will also be crowned king.
Macbeth led the army back to see the king, and the king gave him a title as predicted. Macbeth was so convinced of the prophecy that he collaborated with his wife to kill the king and inherited the throne through treacherous tactics. He was worried that the last prophecy would come true, and secretly persecuted Banquo, but failed to kill Banquo's son.
Macbeth is extremely anxious because of the prophecy. He is worried that Banquo's son will replace him. He was anguished with worry and mad with fear. A series of atrocities he committed to clear the way made him unpopular, and he was eventually overthrown by his own subjects and died in battle. A good general became a mad king! "
Criji bowed grandly and sat down next to Gongsun Ce. The boy in black quickly moved to the side, and the apprentice lady followed with a smirk.
Mo Yuankai thought for a while and said, "Isn't this all Macbeth's own problem from beginning to end? Who can he blame for his evil intentions?"
"Mr. Mo, the point is not here..." Orianna sighed, "In this story, all Macbeth's actions lead to the outcome determined by the prophecy. Whether he complies or resists, subsequent developments will make the prophecy Efficacious, like a chess piece struggling in a script that has already been written.”
"This is the self-fulfillment of the prophecy." Gongsun Ce said, "Now we have a prophecy in hand. The people of the Kingdom will definitely make various efforts to resist the dragon disaster. But the problem is, how do you know whether these efforts will lead to the dragon disaster?" What is the reason for the disaster? What if the dragon comes because you are too strong? What if the dragon comes because of the changes made through these efforts?
You can't know, let alone deal with it. Because if the prophecy is to be believed, the future is already determined. "
Mo Yuankai thought about this story carefully and was speechless for a moment. All four of them fell into a quiet melancholy, until Crikey said with a smile: "So, life is short, enjoy yourself in the moment~"
She grabbed Gongsun Ce's short ponytail and said, "I won't even know if I'll be alive in two months. Why not do more happy things now?"
"Go, go, go and play, don't pull my hair." Gongsun Ce waved his hand in disgust, "Speaking of which, where are you from? When you go to the troupe, you sing, when you go to the academy, when you serve tea and steal seals, when you go on stage, you shouldn't be Are you a secret agent directly under the Wang family?"
"You discovered that my true identity is the senior spy directly under the Wang family, Criqui Hyde!"
Krikki stood up and stretched: "Did you think I would say that? You have watched too many spy movies. This is a kingdom, not a United States. There are not so many men in sunglasses and suits who fly and escape..."
"It's probably quite appropriate for you to wear a suit and sunglasses. If you stand next to Situ Yi or the old fool, you will be the classic female villain of the villain. She will fight passionately with the protagonist and say before she dies that I actually want to be a good person."
"Wow, it sounds so exciting. I want to change my image." Krikki leaned over and teased, "When the time comes, will you wear a suit and dress up as a cold-blooded killer to abduct you and go to the bar?"
"It's so tempting, but it's a pity that I prefer gentle and big-breasted girls."
"Tch." Krikki curled her lips, "Actually, there is no deep reason for taking this mission. I have a good relationship with Jane. I just want to help her get revenge."
Gongsun Ce was stunned: "What does this have to do with those silly bitches? Isn't this a matter for the royal family?"
Criqui looked at Orianna, and the female knight spoke awkwardly.
"actually……"
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At the same moment, a luxurious black and gold carriage stopped at the entrance of the museum. Two tall horses with white coats stood solemnly in front of the carriage. An old man dressed as the driver got out of the car first, opened the door, and cautiously greeted the distinguished guests in the carriage.
"Look, Knight McCollough." A helpless laugh came from the carriage, "Our mage is still waiting in the hall, he is having a temper."
McCollough stretched out his hand and said, "Lonin Les has not changed over the years, Your Majesty. He has always been so stubborn, eccentric, and always has the kingdom at heart."
"He's always been a good mage to us."
The right hand wearing silk gloves stretched out and touched the palm of the old regiment leader. An old woman stepped out of the carriage. She was about sixty years old. She was wearing a blue and white printed skirt and a patchwork hat of the same color. There was a hanging hanging on her forearm. Beige small handbag.
She was dressed like an ordinary wealthy woman, but there was no more noble woman in the country, and no one could match her power. Her coachman is the head of all the knights in the kingdom, and the guest she will meet is the wisest mage in the kingdom. Her identity is self-evident - the queen of the Kingdom of Morton and its territories and territories, the ruler of Albion Island, Defender of the Faith in the Holy King, Albion Anne Morton.
There was no one in the pavilion except the World Creation Envoys. The gradual barrier was fully unfolded at this time, and they entered the inner world that was inaccessible to tourists. The old regiment leader helped Her Majesty the Queen into the pavilion, and the living armors lined up on both sides to welcome her. The Dawn Knight stepped forward, saluted the Queen, and escorted her up the stairs.
The Queen held the hand of the Knight of Dawn and said, "Knight Airandia, I thought you were no longer willing to participate in political activities."
"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen." Airandia nodded, "I realize that this is of no practical significance, because the actual administrative power is in the hands of you and the ministers. What the kingdom needs is a bottom-up reform. Completely change the rigid administrative system and break the solidified classes. However, considering the existence of Shadow Mist City and the responsibilities of the royal family, such a huge change will completely destroy the kingdom. When the problem cannot be cured, political activities are not worth investing in. energy."
The old captain let out a long and sad sigh. Queen Anne patted the knight's hand and said in a fit of laughter and tears: "Knight Airandia, it's time for you to learn the art of speaking."
"Why, Your Majesty?" Alandia asked.
"Do you think these topics are appropriate to talk about in front of the Queen?" Queen Anne asked, "Revolution, thorough reform, and the ownership of rights?"
"Yes, you are the monarch of the kingdom."
Queen Anne said helplessly: "My knight of the dawn...Honesty is a precious virtue, but not all the time."
McCollough said quickly: "Knight Arlandia, promise me that you will be as quiet as possible when you have meetings with Lord Roninlus in the future, okay?"
Alandia nodded in agreement and said no more. The three world creation mages arrived on the third floor of the museum, and the entire hall was cleared, leaving only a square table for them to start the meeting. Loninlus sat at the deputy's seat at the square table. He waited until the three of them sat down one after another, and then spoke straight to the point: "The first topic, when do you plan to change the crown prince?"
"I don't understand where your ill will towards Charlie comes from, Roninles." The Queen sighed, "He is not yet mature, but we can still give him a chance..."
"Put away your damn preference! The love of a woman has blinded your eyes!" Roninlus growled, "I would like to ask you why you are so partial to this trash?"
"A mother doesn't need a reason to love her child." The Queen smiled.
Roninles stood up and said angrily: "To hell with you, you only prefer him because Charles looks like Aurelian! But you can't hinder your current judgment because of your husband who died early!"
"Loninlus!" McCollough frowned and warned. Queen Anne let go, beckoning her knight to be still. She folded her hands and said in a calm, almost detached manner:
"Perhaps you have given some of the reasons. But Roninlus, there are some things that you don't understand either. Love often comes for no reason. You can clearly see a person's flaws and predict his future, but you still Have expectations for him...
Because love is not logic, it has no reason, it just burns quietly in your chest, like a warm fire. "
Roninlus sat down and said: "I don't understand, no one understands. Apart from you, there are two old bachelors and a single lady in front of this table."
"I need to explain that I was in love when I was young," McCollough protested. "It just failed."
"No one cares about your romantic history, Lao Chaihuo." Luo Ningles looked at the queen, "So what is your decision?"
Queen Anne straightened up, the look in her eyes changing. One second she was a good-tempered rich lady chatting with her old friends about the future of her children. At this moment her eyes were cold and majestic, with a look that was breathtaking and filled with soul-stirring pressure.
"After the royal duel is over and the Bone King is appeased, the heir to the crown will be discussed again. Connaught Jackson Morton will become the new crown prince and gradually inherit his brother's territory."
The other three stood up at the same time and said seriously: "Your will."
Queen Anne nodded and motioned for them to sit down: "Next topic. Let me tell you the answer in advance before you propose it. The kingdom will not ask for help from any country or creation envoy due to the upcoming dragon disaster. We will rely on our own Strength overcomes disaster.”
The smile that Luoningles showed immediately faded away, and he said angrily: "You are too arrogant! Are you still doubting those petty profits at this time?!"
"I don't care about the benefits I will give up for asking for help. There is no benefit greater than the survival of the kingdom." The queen said, "What worries me is the existence of those creation magicians. How do you know whether it is providing help in times of need or attracting wolves into the house? "
"Are you still living in the era of Secret Wars?"
"The Secret War has only ended six years ago!" the Queen snapped. "It was interrupted by the Catastrophe of the Sky, not stopped. The flames of war have never been extinguished. Do you really think that mankind will work together to face the coming threat? ?!”
Roninlus slapped his thigh: "I believe it! I have seen with my own eyes that those new children are more powerful than we were back then. The empire's celestial pole, the united nation's sin-judging gun, they have more important situations than small countries. They are trustworthy!"
"Trustworthy?" the Queen shouted angrily, "Aurelian died in Ustes!"
The old mage fell silent, and McCollough considered his words: "Your Majesty, that was an accident..."
The Queen shook her head: "I don't believe it, Knight McCullough. I can never believe the United Government where Gaius Optimis is, just like I can't believe the ancient empire. Only they know the specific process of the Sky Disaster, who I don’t know what the Imperial people are hiding.”
Queen Anne glanced at her loyal courtiers and softened her tone.
"You always only look at the problem from the perspective of the Immortal Law Envoy, then everything will seem very simple. But I am a politician, and I know that people will always act against their true intentions, even the Creation Law Envoy. Just like I want Charles to inherit the throne so much, but I have to give in before your will."
The three of them were speechless for a moment. They were all impermanent law envoys, and they were all more accustomed to judging human beings from the perspective of impermanent law. The Queen has already made concessions, and they cannot demand more... And from a rational point of view, the Queen's doubts are never unfounded. It has only been six years since the Secret War ended. Who can guarantee that other countries have not harbored evil intentions?
Luoningles tried to make a last-ditch effort: "At least we can try to ask Situ Yi..."
The Dawn Knight spoke for the first time in the meeting.
"I don't agree, Your Excellency Roninlus. That man's thoughts are unpredictable and difficult to fathom. It would be the best decision to let him leave the capital as soon as possible."
The old mage had nothing to say and yelled angrily: "Are you trustworthy? A suspect who destroyed the armor! We saw you with our own eyes——"
The old captain raised his hands and said gently: "Calm down, sir. The prophecy makes you nervous too much, and the suspicion will turn you into Macbeth."
"I never worry too much," Roninlus whispered, "I'm just afraid."
"It's time to rest, Chief Mage. Don't blame yourself for the coming disaster."
The Queen stood up and left her seat accompanied by the old leader. Roninlus and Alandia escorted them to the door. Before boarding the carriage, the Queen seemed to suddenly remember something and said:
"By the way, Roninlus. I believe now is not a good time to examine the kingdom's mythology. It is not too late to wait until after August. Then the weather will get warmer, and we can find a sunny afternoon to have a good chat... "
The Queen nodded and said with a smile: "If we can meet again then."
"I will definitely do it, Your Majesty. As long as I am still breathing, no one can endanger your safety." The old regiment leader saluted solemnly and drove the carriage away with the queen.
Roninlus let out a long sigh. He led the Dawn Knight upstairs and returned to his messy office to sit down.
"She has been immersed in politics for too long, and her way of looking at problems is different from ours. We need more combat power, Helleson. Even people with super powers."
"I understand, Your Excellency." Airandia said, "But Mr. Mo Yuankai is probably the seed of the King of Lust."
Roninlus waved his hands like a bug, as if to dispel the doubts in his mind. He was quiet for a while and said gloomily.
"If we can't control the future, in the worst case scenario... we at least have to control how the future is achieved."
"This is an extremely despicable and evil idea." Airandia accused.
"I will tell him this plan myself... Come in!"
There was a knock on the door, and Criji led Gongsun Ce closer. She walked to the old mage and whispered: "Mr. Mo reminds you that it's time to do the module test."
"Take him there and don't disturb me."
Luoninglus signaled the apprentice to leave. After the door closed and the two sat down on the sofa again, they spoke to Gongsun Ce, who was full of doubts.
"Okay, let's get back to your original reason for coming...Have you all seen Situ Yi's drama?"
Gongsun Ce nodded inexplicably. He didn't understand why the old man specially asked him to come back. The Dawn Knight said: "I am deeply puzzled by this, Your Excellency. Situ Yi put forward a hypothesis. Let's not mention the bizarre metaphors in the first half of the play, and only talk about the final ending: the black sword fell from the sky, overturning the former continent. . The fragments turned into our island, and King Morton used the black sword to repel the Nether Dragon. He seemed to want to express that our holy sword is..."
"Some kind of power more terrifying than dragons?" Loninlus said.
"Yes."
The old mage looked at Gongsun Ce and said coldly:
"Have you read King Morton's Little Yellow Book?"
