"What's wrong? You look serious."
The speaker was Babak Abnahan's close friend, the great magician Attila. No surname, commoner, not even a native citizen of the Gwana Empire.
When he was young, he got acquainted with Babak, who had not yet been consecrated as a Saint, and they traveled together through the Lost Lands, and together they joined the Empire's First Magic Brigade.
The current adjutant of the captain is Babak Abunahan's most trusted arm, and he is also one of the few people who has the courage to speak normally to the Dharma Saint.
Seeing his best friend walking in, Babak casually threw the information from the Ministry of Military Affairs onto the table. Looking at the contents of the few pieces of paper, he said: "This should be a happy expression. I didn't rely on these few pieces of paper to fight with that group of people. You should be able to understand what I am thinking."
He took out a small wine bottle from under his robe and shook it. Attila didn't even look at the pieces of tissue paper marked 'confidential' on the table. In every victory of this friend of the Dharma Saint, there is no one without his shadow behind it. Of course he knows the importance of enemy intelligence, and he also knows that these rubbish from the Ministry of Military Affairs have no reference value at all.
He took a sip of the fire liquor from the dwarves and let out a long, refreshing breath. "Those young men who don't have all their hair probably thought that we could just walk over and take care of a black dragon and a lich."
Babak frowned slightly as he saw his best friend openly violating the military order prohibiting alcohol. If others do this, they must understand that doing such undisciplined behavior before the war is a foolish act that invites death, and may even involve the robe. Even if the military regulations are not fatal, they still have to make the opponent shed a layer of skin.
But the behavior of his best friend hinted that the other party also guessed his thoughts. Therefore, he had no intention of acting like a captain and punishing the opponent.
Attila seemed to suddenly realize that the wine bottle in his hand was very eye-catching. After smiling shyly, he hid the bottle back in the hidden pocket of his robe and said clearly: "Actually, you really want to cause trouble for that group of people. I have long advised that group of young men not to play any prediction tricks where they wait for work. Wouldn't it be better to wait until the opponent's destination is clear, and then teleport to the target location to launch the attack."
"The young brats in the military library always thought that the enemies were all too stupid to act according to their predictions. The people who fought on the front line won because of their good planning. They just guessed the movements of the bandits a few times. . If you are really so sure of your predictions and insist on the siege, you can just solve the problem before the bandits destroy several villages along the way. Could it be that the civilians who were killed and injured were not members of the empire? Well. Anyway, they won't take my advice as an old man. So just follow your responsibilities and be a person who obeys orders. It also saves them from warning me again and again not to go beyond my responsibilities. Wouldn't everyone be happy like this?" He reached out from the secret pocket of his best friend's robe and took out the wine bottle, and Babak also took a sip of strong wine.
"It's not like playing chess, predicting what your opponent will do next. What's the point of them sitting in a safe place?" He took out a second wine bottle and drank. This time Attila did not put away the bottle after drinking, but put it on the table and said: "There is nothing new in these words. I really want to complain about those young people who only dare to hide in the military drawing room and imagine everything." , I can’t complain enough. It’s just that I’m still curious about your cautious attitude, my friend.”
"Curious? You can't take a lich as your opponent too seriously. So there's something wrong with my attitude."
"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with the lich, and it has nothing to do with the black dragon. It's that young man. You give me the feeling that the person you least want to deal with is actually that young man."
Babak Abunahan thought for a while and decided to tell the truth to his old friend. He reached out and flicked through the information from the Ministry of Military Affairs on the table, and finally pulled out a piece of information about 'Gablash Tripwood'. It only briefly describes the former tower owner of the Tower of the Great Sage and the creator of the forum, and more space is devoted to the achievements of the Tower of the Great Sage. There are only two lines about people.
"The Ministry of Military Affairs has collected a lot about the experiences of this group of people since they left the Southwest Peninsula. But they believe that most of the things were done by the lich who was suspected of being the former Demon King Tikal. Ha, it's ridiculous, even the other party is It's not the resurrection of the Demon King, but there is still controversy. Do they know how big the gap is between an ordinary lich and a person with the name of the Demon King? In addition, there are many things that have never been seen before, They all used the revived ancient technology as an excuse. Since they don’t want to admit that the other party is the resurrected Demon King, then why do they say that everything they don’t understand is the reappearance of ancient lost technology? Isn’t this very contradictory?”
"Friend, what you want to emphasize is..."
Babak nodded cautiously and pointed to all the information on the table. "What if the leader of all this is not the resurrected Demon King, but the man who has been ignored by everyone."
"How is this possible?" Aishuwu
A water mirror screen was opened, displaying more detailed information about 'Gabrash Tripwood'. Especially the experience during the Tower of the Great Sage era. Babak originally wanted to say something else, but before speaking, he looked at the Water Mirror screen and smiled bitterly, saying: "Even if this magic can be used in this way, it was that man who started it. We need to bring this group of people together." Wouldn’t it be too ridiculous to attribute all the things he did here to that demon king? We are not completely ignorant of the history of the Dark Ages. The things they showed along the way are very representative of that era. Traces? Rather, it’s more like something created by that man’s weird ideas. The forum, the Tower of the Great Sage, the teleportation magic that can appear anywhere, the talking and indestructible sword, the ship-cutting knife, and even There is now the airship Sid, which is beyond everyone's expectation. Are these all lost ancient technologies? Based on the magician's information, it is speculated that the transformation of the forum and the Great Sage's Tower will be completed after the Demon King's resurrection. This is more reasonable for what happened before. If you insist on assigning these things to the Demon King, you must know that there was no witness information related to the Demon King in the early Great Sage Tower."
"Perhaps before that, that man, as a follower of the Lich, concealed the resurrection of the Demon King?"
"Evidence, where is the evidence? Friend. There is nothing wrong with inferring the truth of the matter from the facts that have been identified. But adding too many imaginary stories to explain something without evidence, and still firmly believe that this is the truth. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse? Especially when the made-up story conflicts with the known evidence, they actually choose to ignore the established facts. Haha, don't you think this experience is familiar? It's obviously very simple Something we can do, but we actually have to prove to others that we can do it!”
"Wait a minute, I'm confused, friend. What are you trying to say?"
"You have also touched the same height as me. You should understand what I am referring to. But, hum, wait. Let's see if the 10th Experimental Brigade can block them today and what the result will be. Maybe What I said today is just nonsense because I was drunk."
Babak Abunahan's high praise confused his close friends and they also recalled the information about this group of people. The more I thought about it, the more something felt wrong. The biggest problem, of course, is that the name 'Devil King' confuses too many people and makes people ignore the objects that may deserve more attention.
The height Babak talks about is actually the height of mentality and strength. In addition to the title of magician, which must be tested to prove that one's magical strength has reached a certain level, great magicians and magic saints need the approval of others before they can be awarded.
Weak and ambitious people will actively enrich themselves and express themselves to seek recognition from others. It cannot be ruled out that some people have no desire for fame and just want to live their own small lives. But there are some truly powerful people who also disdain to prove anything to others. As long as they have the ability to kill all those who offend and obstruct, they don't care about the rest.
Just like himself, Attila is confident that there is not much difference between his strength and his close friends, and the outcome between the two will only occur due to the negligence of one party. But Babak Abunahan was made a Dharma Saint, but he was still just a great magician. He used to have resentments, but now he doesn't care at all. That false title will indeed bring some benefits, but it will not help your true pursuit.
When I was young, I also met some hermits who were unknown but so powerful that I didn't know how to evaluate them. These people all have their own stories or their own pursuits. Title or power are never in their consciousness.
So the question is, what are the thoughts of the man hiding behind the name of the Demon King?
At this thought, Attila suddenly smiled. Just like my friend said, maybe I just think too much. If the opponent cannot escape this disaster and the Tenth Experimental Brigade directly terminates all his possible futures, then there is no point in discussing these.
Attila shook the bottle again and said, "I remember that there are a few extraordinary people in the 10th Brigade. Those people are not so easy to deal with."
"If it were you, would you be afraid of the people in the 10th Brigade?"
"Huh, their surprise attack had better be so clean that I don't have time to react. If I had been prepared, I would have killed not only a large group, but even a legion."
"Yes. As far as I know, there are at least nine people with this kind of strength in the first team, including you and me. But none of us can get the title of 'Devil King'. The people of the ten teams want to take a breath To deal with two existences of this level, maybe..."
"You think they're all going to be screwed?"
"Heh, I think it might surprise everyone again."
Looking at each other knowingly and smiling. The two people hiding in the room raised their small wine bottles and touched them. Regardless of the outcome, what they did not say was the same: There is no smooth road for the strong to reach the top.
