Trinville couldn't help shouting: "Why? Why did the god Thelma let that Hotilius go?"
Yamina suddenly clapped her little hands and shouted with a smile: "I guessed it, I guessed it."
Loida smiled and held Yamina in her arms. She was still shouting: "I really guessed it."
Trinville couldn't help asking: "My little girl, what did you guess?"
He saw others looking at him strangely. But he still didn't understand.
The elder sighed and said: "Because, the goddess Thelma is the wife of Hotilius."
Trinville opened his mouth, but all he could say was "oh oh".
The elder sighed, "Although Thelma knew that Hotilius' crime was unforgivable, she still couldn't wipe out the remaining affection for Hotilius in her heart. Coupled with her originally weak and kind nature, at the last moment, she He failed to be ruthless enough to deal the final blow to the most dangerous traitor among the gods, but instead left an opportunity for Hortilius to take advantage of.
For this reason, she was punished by Kilda and banished from heaven. She lost her magic power, but retained her kind heart. She personally taught a tribe and established the Phoenix City in the east. Phoenix City is the strongest and strongest line of defense against those evil gods and evil spirits who are driven to the wild lands of the east, weakening their power and dampening their ambitions.
The most important thing is that she left a prophecy for that tribe - when Hortilius is about to be resurrected, her tribe will give birth to someone who can appease and offset the power of evil spirits. Gifted, what we call, gifted with magic. This magic varies from person to person. This was done by the goddess Thelma to atone for her sins and just in case. Because that is the most powerful weapon against Hortilius.
Thousands of years have passed since the last war between the divine and the demonic. However, Hortilius's ghost lingered, and his strength was restored. The only thing he fears is the fire that Thelma left in the Eastern Continent. If he gets or destroys the last hope left by the goddess to people, I'm afraid the end of mankind is really coming. Thelma knew the stakes of this. She was afraid that the power she had left in the world would be used by the ghost of Hotilius, but she had to keep it.
Therefore, the tribe she inherited, the magicians from generation to generation, must not speak. Because in that case, Hortilius and his henchmen would learn about it. They will do whatever it takes to gain that power, even to destroy it. There will never be peace. Yes—the Althea you are familiar with is the last magic bearer in that clan. She is also Princess Monid of Phoenix, a brave city-state in the east. "
Trinville said loudly: "It turns out that Miss Alsia is so amazing."
Glenn was quite surprised and finally learned the whole story. No wonder he had never heard Althea speak, and Mr. Astral had never said this to him. Obviously, the teacher didn't distrust him. Because he even entrusted Althea to himself. The husband may think that when the time comes, he will naturally know all the truth.
Trinville was filled with admiration and sigh. Apparently, he still regretted not being able to completely eliminate Hortilius.
The elder continued: "Although the gods promised not to provide protection for new lives and banned the use of magic, this does not mean that they no longer care for new lives. The Holy City was born under the benevolent heart of Kilda . The power and will of God have always comforted the Holy City. This is the last paradise of mankind under the blessing of God."
Loida looked at Yamina and asked: "So, what exactly is magic? Since the gods have banned magic, why are there still people born with this magical power? Is this their misfortune, or is it Where is their luck?”
In the cave in the wild desert, on that night when the rain fell from the sky, the shocking scene when Yamina rescued Loida has never been mentioned again. However, that gorgeous and sacred scene has always been weighing on their hearts and bothering them.
So the question she asked struck a chord with them. They all couldn't wait to hear the elder's answer.
Trinville moved closer so that he could get closer to the elder and hear more clearly.
Elder Gretel looked around at the people around the round table, while Yamina was holding her little face in her hands, her eyes widened as she thought about her own thoughts. She was still thinking about Princess Monid, but she didn't know that everyone was looking at her with distress.
The elder's eyes were full of tenderness. He looked at Yamina and said slowly: "Magic is just a small desire in the hearts of gods. For those gods, it is not innate. When they are between heaven and earth , feel the wind, rain and thunder, see the flowers in bloom, exuding their fragrance. See the new green willows, birds flying in the sky, raindrops falling to the earth, new buds in the soil, clear springs flowing in the cracks of the rocks, and taste the cup Drinking the clear wine and hearing the elegant sounds of nature, no matter the prosperity of life or the sorrow of passing, everything may be moved.
The mood of the gods, whether they are happy or sad, they will express their emotions and their thoughts will wander in the sky and the earth. When someone is inadvertently entangled and infected by those thoughts floating in the sky and the world, and their heart is moved and inspired, they will have the power of the gods that has long since disappeared and been banned. That's magic. "
Everyone listened attentively. Loida pressed her face against Yamina's. At this time, she was also looking at the elder's long beard with a smile, and then at Trinville, comparing it with his strong black beard, touching her face from time to time and snickering.
The elder smiled and said: "Not all gods are as happy as mortals can imagine. Maybe they also have their own, unknown troubles deep in their hearts. Therefore, they have created all kinds of complicated magic. Like Ya Miss Mina, although she is young, she has a kind heart. She can use her magic power to relieve the pain of those who are hurting.
There are also many magics that are powerful and earth-shattering when activated, enough to cause huge damage to human lives and souls. Therefore, even without the bet between Gilda and Hotilius, the gods would eventually ban magic. However, if we can really understand God's will, we will understand that although it seems that human beings have lost the power to defend themselves without the protection of ancient magic, by doing this, the gods are not really protecting us. ? "
"Then," Green asked, "we can also understand why people who discover magic are not allowed to live in the world. That is the difference between Gilda and Hortilius during the battle between the holy and the evil. The agreement is also to stop the spread of magic and prevent it from causing greater unpredictable harm and misfortune. But why can the Holy City tolerate all this? Although this is the last sacred place given to mankind by God, after all, magic It’s banned across the entire continent. Doesn’t doing this also violate the oath of the gods?”
The elder smiled and said: "Yes, you are right. Therefore, when those magic carriers who are lucky enough to escape punishment and reach the Holy City, the magic will lose its power from the moment they set foot on the Holy City. They will not It has not been eliminated from the depths of a person's heart, but it cannot be used again. Of course, there are exceptions - those magics that will benefit mankind will be retained. However, they can only be used within the confines of the Holy City. Leaving the Holy City will last forever Lose the power of magic and become like ordinary people.
As for those powerful magics, such as fire magic, they will be automatically eliminated in the Holy City. It becomes harmless even when used. Like a skilled chef, he is also a bearer of fire magic. As soon as he sets foot on the land of the Holy City, the power of the flames can no longer even cook an egg for him. Thinking about it this way, isn’t it a little disappointing or cruel? But fortunately, the Holy City has the meaning of existence to protect all people. "
Trinville listened with great interest, and the magical magic made him dream about it. Seeing the elder's pleasant appearance and the stories he liked to hear, he couldn't help but joke with the famous elder like an old friend. He smiled and said: "How could this happen? I was originally thinking of letting Aka go to a magic school to learn some magic and come back. At least when cooking for us, we no longer have to worry about forgetting to bring flint and being disappointed when faced with a large piece of ham. I can only regret it endlessly.”
Aka Aka already had the look he just described on his face. He said: "Yes, Master. To be honest, I was still thinking that way just now."
They laughed heartily at the banter between Aka Aka and his master.
The elder smiled and said: "You may have noticed. In the magic school in the Holy City, the students and sages there are not here to learn how to use magic, but simply to study it. Because that is what our ancestors once had. Although it is frightening, it is also wonderful and the most memorable thing."
At this time, Green suddenly thought of the lonely Molanke in the mountains of Pedtalan. It's a pity that he chose that kind of life because he hated the Holy City, right?
He told the elder about Molanke, "That is also the most amazing, powerful and shocking power I have ever seen."
They hear Molanke's name and recall the silent rivalry that rocked them and tested their friendship.
The elder frowned and thought. He said: "To be honest, your teacher and I haven't met each other for many years. We only know each other's current situation through a few letters. I have never heard your teacher mention him. I don't know why. There are still people who will challenge him. Therefore, the name you just mentioned is very unfamiliar to me and I have never heard of it."
Everyone was slightly disappointed when they saw that even the well-informed elders of the Seven Saints Association could not guess the origin of Molanke. Glenn nodded slightly.
The elder stood up and said: "However, there are not many people in this world who can make Mr. Astral feel emotional. But obviously, I don't know what made him hostile and stay away from the Holy City. I would rather live in isolation than return to a normal life. I think no one will know about it. Well, my story has been told for a long time, and I think everyone must be hungry. I'm ready in the hall Dinner and wine will be a good time for everyone. I still have a lot to say, so I’ll talk about it later.”
Snow-white tablecloths, shiny silver plates, fragrant delicacies, and a few unsmiling but attentive waiters made this meal a very enjoyable one. They were discussing animatedly, attracting the waiter's sideways glances from time to time. So Trinville reminded them that it was too necessary to review the necessary etiquette of a gentleman at the sacred table.
"Except Yamina," he said, "and, of course, Mademoiselle Loida. Because no matter how elegant and polite you are compared to big Vika, you will never be a gentleman."
Prince Milerian and Aka Aka were enjoying their meal. When they saw him taking the initiative to provoke Loida, they were both amused and a little worried for him.
I wonder how the fiery female warrior Loida will take revenge on him?
However, our Mr. Trinville has obviously noticed this. He immediately said: "There are already too many gentlemen at this table. Therefore, what we need is a goddess-the goddess Loida."
The goddess Loida rolled her eyes at him.
The Elf Prince and Aka Aka did not expect Trinville to be so witty, which is really amazing. They were laughing and laughing, while several waiters still stood by with expressionless faces.
They knew what happened so long ago. But in Trinville's view, what the elders said was still somewhat irrelevant to their current situation. So, as soon as he wiped his mouth, he pestered Glenn to find the elder.
Elder Gretel saw them returning to the round table and said with a smile: "I wonder if the wine served by the Seven Saints is in line with Mr. Trinville's wishes?"
"There is nothing more wonderful than this. I can drink while recalling the stories the elders told us - you know, listening to stories is my second greatest pleasure after telling stories," he said.
Glenn also smiled and said: "That's right. Although we have heard so much, there are still many things we don't understand. Is there any connection between what the elders told us and our experiences?"
The elder smiled and said: "I know you will think so. Maybe you can't see it clearly yet. But don't worry. It won't be long and everything will be revealed. Now, Mr. Glenn, I am the same as you, I also have some doubts and would like to ask you for advice."
Glenn bowed and replied: "If the elder has anything to say, please just say it. I will tell you everything I know to the best of my knowledge."
The elder waved his hand. He said: "As you said at the beginning - because you refused the king of the Mountain Kingdom's order to lead troops to attack the Black Forest, you were thrown into prison, and then with the help of Queen Elenoa, you had to On the run. But why, until today, has the army of Gaoshan Kingdom not launched the attack you expected?"
Glenn was silent. The elder's question was something he had always wondered about.
The moment he fled from Babukeli King's City, he was worried all the time. The people of Apodoli enjoyed peace and prosperity because of the strength of the army. For this reason, they are grateful, loving and proud of this peaceful force that brings strength and glory. When he was still in the Guards, he already had a deep understanding of it.
The army that originally defended the country and the country of brothers suddenly became the perpetrators of tyranny. Apodoli and the armies of the Black Forest are facing each other with swords. From then on, the hard-earned brotherhood that has been won by a common fate and battles for hundreds of years will be replaced by killing and hatred, and loyalty will be abandoned by betrayal.
During the long journey of escape, he did not show any sadness, because he was the support of his friends. But no one knew how painful he was inside. Since leaving the loyal Seer, they have not received any more news about the Black Forest. The fate of Prince Doranhel has always worried him.
However, after nearly six months of long journey and many hardships, he also relied on the trust and help of his friends to reach the Holy City safely. For this reason, he gave up his reputation and life, and his persistence in controlling his own destiny prompted him to embark on an unpredictable future.
He was already in the Holy City, and nothing happened to those horrific scenes that he firmly believed in and described more than once. After a moment of happiness, there was more worry. How he wished he was wrong.
The late autumn in the Holy City was still warm, but his heart was always cold to the bone.
