On the second floor, the same conference room as last time.
"This is it." She led Shangluo and others to the door of the conference room, her breathing still a little rapid.
"Victoria and Caesar, are they all in there?"
"Yes." Karin nodded, "There are others, God, there are others, they are all here."
Karin's state can be described as "shocked". Although Victoria herself was inside, it was obviously not Victoria that shocked her so much, but "other people".
"That's right." Although she was a little panicked, she still remembered what she wanted to explain. "His Majesty the Emperor ordered two friends from Shangluo to sit in the reception room next door for a while. We will wait until we can talk about confidential matters. After that, she will come to see you two again."
"Is there ice cream?" Gao Shiyu asked.
"Yes, I'll bring it up to you two directly from downstairs."
"Okay, okay. Please talk for a while, I haven't eaten enough yet. Please bring me a portion of all three flavors."
"No problem. What about this one?" She asked Gao Qingyu again.
"Two copies of each, thank you."
The two of them went to the lounge to wait very cooperatively. Shangluo also expected it - the scene that could make Karin feel "frightened" was probably not something that just anyone could see.
Watching Karin go to get the ice cream, she walked to the corner of the stairs not far away, and he knocked lightly on the door:
"Your Majesty Victoria, can you come in now?"
"Please come in." Victoria's voice came from inside.
He turned the doorknob and the door opened. He stood at the door and was stunned:
Shangluo remembered that the last time he and Victoria talked inside, it was still an ordinary conference room. And this time.
It's still the same room, still the same length and width.
But where the windows used to be, they were replaced by a huge painting: Raphael’s School of Athens.
【ah! ! ! ] Apollonia said in surprise, [It turns out to be this! This is it! 】
In the white marble temple, Plato and Aristotle stand in the center of the painting. Epicurus, Pythagoras, Socrates and other Greek sages were in their own places in the temple, discussing their own issues - they were chatting.
The sages from past generations across time and space gather together in the painting. This conversation without beginning or end begins at the beginning of ignorance, and will continue to sink into the "sea of wine" with Rome until eternity.
In the painting, everyone "saw" that a visitor had arrived. Some people inadvertently glanced outside and then continued with their own topics. More people turn a blind eye to this.
There was only one exception - Aristotle's student, Alexander the Great himself, who stood by his teacher's side. Wearing a golden helmet and a purple toga robe, although this is an image processed by later generations, the identity of the "Emperor" is also revealed. According to Greco-Roman tradition, Alexander the Great, who came from the Agiad dynasty of the Macedonian city-state, is also regarded as one of the first emperors of Rome.
His eyes stayed on Shangluo and looked at him for a while.
He bowed slightly to the teacher, walked out from near the central perspective point of the picture, walked down the steps, walked out of the depth of the picture, until he walked out of the frame - juxtaposed with Victoria outside the frame.
Victoria stood not far from the door, in front of the picture frame. Compared to Alexander's, her toga looks more compact, more like a cape than a toga. Her golden crown is not in the shape of a helmet, but a golden laurel branch.
"Welcome to Cybernia," Victoria greeted him. She was smiling, but not so naturally. The events of that day were still flashing before her eyes like a revolving lantern, which made her regret even now that she should not have been so quick and confessed everything as if she were saying her last words.
But now there are more important things to inform Shangluo than personal matters: "Let me first introduce Alexander III of Macedonia."
"Nice to meet you." Alexander replied in Greek. "I'm sorry, I can't learn Sinian, so I can only help you within my limited ability - the current emperor, please translate."
Victoria translated Alexander's original words to Shangluo.
"Wait, this is...silhouette?"
"Well" Victoria did not answer directly, but asked him, "Do you know what the highest achievement of alchemy is?"
"Of course it's to achieve immortality, right? I remember there are many ways, such as the Philosopher's Stone. Wait, is this it?"
"That's right. As one of the six Romes, Alexandria represents the apex of alchemy. The so-called apex of alchemy is, of course, the Philosopher's Stone. The Philosopher's Stone entrusted all Romans with their desire for immortality and their desire for death. fear. Of course, this attempt ultimately failed."
Shangluo could guess this without her having to say it. If the Philosopher's Stone route were successful, Rome would not have to sink like it is now.
"But!" Victoria pointed to the painting behind, "Although the Philosopher's Stone did not bring us immortality, it did bring us another miracle. You just asked them if they were silhouettes, and the answer was 'Yes, that's right' No'. If the silhouette is a fragment of a person, just like a photo, take as many pictures as you like. And what is revived in front of you is the collection of 'all experiences related to this person in human society'. They are - Virtual Philosopher King .They are the Palace of Muses.”
"So the Muses Palace is commanded by these resurrected philosopher kings?"
"Yes. So all the decisions made by the sages headed by Plato were perfect. From the perspective of the sages, they examined the moral issues faced by the Romans today and conducted research and judgment on scientific ethics. The decisions they made The decision has the same validity as the consensus of the Senate and the oracle of Delphi. The key you are going to match today comes from their research results on the 'Vulcan Core' technology. They are the conscience and moral bottom line of the entire Rome . Without them, Rome would have been finished more than a hundred years ago. But..."
"but?"
"I invited you here today because of two things. The first one is that key. It is no longer worthy of it today."
"ha?"
"The second piece." Victoria immediately answered, "The reason why it doesn't match is that someone took the key away."
"That thing can still be taken away?"
"Because the person who took the key has the same authority as me. It's Caesar." She motioned Shangluo to look behind her.
Shangluo looked back - it turned out that this place was much bigger than it looked. The thicknessless door penetrates the space and opens at the end of the hall. The floor painting in front of them is just next to the wall, and the golden hall is behind. And in the deepest part of the hall, sitting high on the throne, was an old man with gray hair. The old man was very thin, and the huge toga wrapped his whole body like a shroud. His eyes were deeply embedded in his sockets, and those eyes were looking at Shangluo.
"That's it."
"Yes, that person is Caesar. The key was borrowed from him. Do you need it urgently? If not, you can wait for two weeks. But do you need it urgently? There is nothing we can do."
Shangluo lowered his voice: "Didn't he lead the army to the desert over there?"
"How did you know? Well, it seems that you also have an intelligence network. However, the person in front of you is beyond the reach of any intelligence network. The person on the throne is not a silhouette, nor is he a virtual philosopher king. He is the true Caesar."
"He is resurrected?"
"Resurrected, but not completely resurrected. This is Caesar's true self, and his consciousness has not been interrupted - but this is another dead end, as you will know when you think about how he died. In short, he was given another life unexpectedly We created a Caesar Expeditionary Force. Anyway, it’s up to you, I’ve brought you in.”
(End of chapter)
