The "proposal" given by Snicki is actually very easy to understand.
Probably it feels that its new mouse hole is quite big and living alone would be very boring. Moreover, after absorbing enough blessings from the Mother Earth, it has already acquiesced that it has a higher status than ordinary mice. Wait, as the "noble among rats", it feels that it should have some followers now.
Just like humans.
Xiuge was pretty sure that he didn't have these hobbies and habits, and he didn't know why it, as his summoned creature, had such bad thoughts.
However, Shuge did not resist Snicki's suggestion.
Although this proposal sounds a lot like letting him open a portable nursing home, considering that the will behind these rat tides are all former human aristocratic elites, Shuge does not mind absorbing them.
Of course, the premise is that they agree.
This suggestion put forward by Shuge obviously had a considerable impact on this group of "elderly people" who were already determined to die, so a fierce debate immediately started within the rat group, and this time even Alexandra herself participated Once inside, it was obvious that she had her own opinions and views on this proposal.
When the family members started a heated discussion, Wei Lin and Shuge came to the other side of the corridor.
Xiuge glanced at the other party for a moment, and saw that the solemn look on the other party's face was still there, but his expression had become a little looser, so he relaxed a little and said: "I once heard a saying from the Eastern world on the other side of the ocean. As the saying goes, that sentence is to do your best and listen to fate."
Wei Lin took a deep breath: "My understanding of evil magic is limited, but I am very familiar with the secret ritual. If you want to accept and inherit the power of the secret ritual, you must at least have the corresponding knowledge and theoretical foundation. Without these things, rashly approaching the secret ritual is no different from taking a risk!"
"In the Eastern context, the so-called 'heaven' symbolizes all trends and status quo that are difficult for humans to interfere or change with their own will... It can be a god or something else."
After confirming that the message was correct, the maid's palm decisively twisted hard, and terrible force was immediately exerted on the head of the young secretary. After a crisp sound, the young body that had lost the breath of life was immediately ruthlessly killed. The ground was abandoned.
The Ernst family's lounge was right in front of them. With their sensitive sense of smell modified by the magic potion, both maids could smell the faint smell of blood floating in the air.
At this time, the meeting was about to begin, so there were not many people visible in this brand-new mansion connected to the venue and converted into a lounge.
The moment she heard these words, Wei Lin's expression changed subtly. She blinked and couldn't help lowering her voice: "You mean the prophecy of the association?"
"In other words, what should Van En do now?"
"The prophecy of the Black Sun Society is about Van En's future, but what I see is the past, and it is an extremely distant past."
So the maid saw Yerevan Ernst, who was in a daze, opening the door to the lounge. He handed the broken wooden cane into the hands of the young secretary, and said his requirements and orders before taking a rest. The moment the room door was about to close, the young secretary briefly glimpsed the scene in the lounge through the crack in the door - behind Yerevan's figure, an old body was slumped in a wheelchair...
….
"And touching the secret ritual of the Earth Mother is what I consider to be a part of 'preparation,' and it is an indispensable part!"
Without thinking, Xiuge waved his hand: "Okay, I agree!"
"I hate this sentence, but I also love it."
After hearing these words, the maid nodded, but the next second she suddenly stretched out her hand, relying on her strong body modified by the potion, grabbed the young secretary by the collar, and forcibly dragged him into the room. among.
Speaking of these topics, Shuge couldn't help but want to smoke, but his pocket was empty, so he had to take his hand back regretfully.
So the door opened, and a man who was supposed to be "protecting"
Zeke Ernst's silent maid opened the door and cast a questioning look at the young secretary.
"Is your summon one of them?"
"Miss Weilin, the reason why I am telling you this now does not mean that I hope that my summons can grow into that kind of terrifying existence... What I really want to say is one thing."
Xiuge glanced at the blind rats who remained in the corridor and said, "It's just that they are tribes, clans and even civilizations made up of creatures similar to rats. They are all the Mother Goddess of the Earth." believers, and therefore joined the never-ending war..."
Shuge nodded: "After I arrived at the manor, I met the person in charge of the family, my grandfather. Although he was being suppressed by the association, he still tried to convey a message to me. "
Xiuge carefully recalled what he saw and heard in the dream, and then said: "I saw the sun with my own eyes... Miss Weilin, I can confirm that that is the origin of the association's name, and in that dream, The creatures that believe in the Mother Goddess of the Earth are fighting with the creatures that believe in other gods. They are competing for territory, and the movement of the battle lines directly determines the division of the ocean and the land."
Xiuge raised his hand and pointed at the remains of the rat-man caster who was killed by the "Palace Hound": "Once the black sun rises, we must face more similar monsters. These mutated rats, the sludge-like monsters we encountered in Salem City, or the existences I summoned... What do you think humans should do at that time?"
A loyal attendant or secretary was not worthy of their attention at such a time.
Especially magic.
He opened his eyes and extended an invitation to the magic teacher beside him.
Before the poor young man could react, a palm wrapped in cold magic forcefully grabbed his face. In the next moment, the mental power like a sharp blade pierced into his mind. .
Whether it is magical knowledge or the new weapons that are constantly developing, there is a gap between them and those believers and creatures directly controlled by the lost gods. Perhaps time can gradually shorten this gap, but once that happens, Then time will become the most scarce resource for mankind.
The secretary calmly and politely took out a broken wooden cane and gently held it in front of the maid: "Mr. Yerevan said that the marshal's cane was accidentally damaged, which hindered the Ernst family. The majesty needs to be replaced as soon as possible."
….
The maid's usually dull face showed some fluctuations at this moment. She gave the secretary a questioning look, and the other party continued: "In addition, Mr. Yerevan said that before the meeting started, everyone We all need to go to the lounge, he has some important orders and messages that need to be delivered."
The magic that is the same as the principle of spiritual interrogation of the Legal Committee works quickly, ruthlessly clearing everything in the young secretary's mind. The maid squinted her eyes slightly, quietly "taste" and "read" Looking at the scene in the other person's memory.
Shuge calmly stated this terrible fact: "Although I do not agree with the ideas of the Black Sun Society, the fact is the fact, whether we look at it from an individual, family, national or some larger perspective. Everything must be prepared in advance.”
Shuge looked at Wei Lin, who was serious and solemn all the time, and replied slowly: "Miss Wei Lin must be curious about what I saw in Ms. Alexandra's dream, right?"
The discussion among the Ernst family souls has long since ended, and they have come to their own conclusions.
"The reason why I hate this sentence is that while it encourages people to use their best efforts to face difficulties, it also ruthlessly points out that after all efforts, they may still fail due to some untouchable reasons. The success fell short."
Wei Lin didn't answer, but Shuge saw her eyes brighten.
"It's still far from it, but judging from the situation in the dream, if it continues like this, it will become its original appearance sooner or later.
"
Another maid made a gesture, so all the guards who had followed the meeting and had sworn allegiance to Yerevan Ernst immediately picked up their weapons and followed the two maids outside.
"...You must know a lot about evil magic and lost gods, but this is not enough to give you the confidence to make such a decision."
Weilin silently repeated the "common saying" that Xiuge said twice in her mouth, and then she asked: "Why?"
…
Wei Lin's voice was very soft, but the warning in it was very obvious: "What I am targeting is not the advice you gave to Ms. Alexandra and the others, but your attitude towards sorcery, magic and mysteries."
This time, Wei Lin did not speak, but fell into silence.
"So, the magic you mastered and the things you summoned... they all belonged to that era?"
Therefore, the entire corridor seemed extremely quiet, as if the ancient walls and floors were waiting for that response.
"Rat, lots of rats."
They took out the weapons provided by the association, which were a series of equipment designed and prepared with reference to the configuration of the sword-wielding hermits in the Legal Committee, from magic books to magic-killing silver weapons to spare new crystal blunderbuss. Everything is available.
"yes."
"Not only do I need the manuscript of Poem of the Night, but I also need permission to enter the Ernst family collection."
Wei Lin's eyes suddenly widened: "Why do you agree?"
Under the slightly dim light, Wei Lin's face looked a little gloomy. It seemed that she also had some opinions of her own about the current development of the situation.
….
In the venue of the Leiland Noble Meeting, a young secretary belonging to Yerevan Ernst came silently to the door of the room where the guards and servants of the Ernst family rested. He raised his hand and gently He knocked on the door four times, three times softly, and the last one was particularly heavy.
So Shuge said: "In that dream, I saw a war that did not belong to this era. At that time, humans were not the masters of Van En, and hanging in the sky was a black sun. "
In an indescribably oppressive atmosphere, two silent maids who were transformed by the Black Sun Society have become the new leaders of the guards.
"Ha, it's okay, kid!"
Jacob Ernst's voice suddenly came over: "As long as the current leader of the family is willing to admit that I am his grandfather, he will definitely agree, I can guarantee it!"
At this time, it is definitely a joy to have someone by your side who can offer sincere advice.
Wei Lin's mouth trembled slightly. As a qualified magic scholar, she immediately understood what Xiuge wanted to say, so the answers to these questions immediately appeared in her mind.
This is the subject content that Wei Lin has always dreamed of. In just a few words, she was already fascinated by it. Seeing that Xiuge's narration was interrupted, Wei Lin quickly urged: "Then what? What else?"
"So, no matter whether the Ernst family's resistance to the Black Sun Society can succeed or not, no matter when the black sun will reappear, we must take the initiative to contact it and understand it... If we delay it, it will only Put us in a more disadvantageous position."
"Before we finally accept fate, there are still many things we can do. Miss Weilin, I need your help."
Xiuge closed his eyes, and his thoughts sank into darkness, and the last trace of hesitation was washed away in the orderly rotation of the metal disk.
"The arrival of the black sun is approaching. It may be tomorrow, it may be next month, or it may be the next second."
The lost ancient magic is Wei Lin's subject, so she knows very well that the so-called "evil magic" is actually a concept proposed by the Legal Committee and spellcasters in order to escape from unknown forces and unknown existences. To explore their roots, instead of analyzing their principles, we roughly classify them into one big category and directly label them as dangerous...
The rats were still crawling on the ground, quietly waiting for the next order.
"Mr. Shuge, this is too hasty."
"Suppose the black sun I saw in my dream really appears again as predicted, what should we do?"
At this time, the door of the lounge opened quietly.
Yerevan Ernst's figure immediately appeared in front of everyone.
His complexion was pale, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were lifeless. There was deep despair and confusion in his stagnant gaze, and the clothes on his chest were completely soaked in blood.
It was a corpse, a marionette manipulated by magic.
(End of chapter)
Doctor Zero
