Dust of History: Heartbeat (Part 2)

"Actually, as long as we clarify this matter, we might be able to find a better way to deal with it. After all, Mr. Sandro belongs to the Empire's Academy of Magic, and after all, he still relies on the help of the Holy Knights. Continuing to hide it like this is really not beneficial to our cooperation." Captain Roland also looked at Asa and said.

Asa sighed, his eyes swept over the faces of Captain Roland, Cedros, and Xiaoyi. He couldn't feel any disgust towards these three people, and it was impossible to blame their motives and behaviors. From their standpoint, there was no doubt that even he himself might think so before he knew the truth. After all, Sandro does seem to be a weird old man who doesn't know the seriousness, and completely ignores the worldly power. It is indeed not acceptable for anyone to tie the safety of the capital and the empire with his will.

But the truth cannot be told. Even if you really tell them, it is impossible to be of any help. Whether they believe it or not, it will only increase troubles and dangers.

"Don't worry. Although I still won't tell you, nor will I tell Sandro what you mean, but I can promise you instead of Sandro." Asa slowed down his voice, word by word Literally. "From now on, that thing will never add any trouble to you, the empire, or Oufu."

"I can only go so far. Do you want to take the risk of angering Sandro to see a space? You can figure it out yourself." After finishing these words. Asa only felt a sense of utter powerlessness and loneliness. He closed his eyes.

Sedros and Captain Roland looked at each other. They all looked a little weird, but they didn't speak.

Xiao Yi stared at him blankly, her expression even weirder.

"The beautiful Miss Widnina is over there in the meditation room a mile away." Stephen pointed to a direction far behind him. "What traps her is a top-level sealing magic circle with five magic jade as the core. It may be difficult for others, but I know you must have a way to help her out from the outside. If you want to release her Your freedom, I will never stop you, and I guarantee that no one in this Deja Valley will stop you." His face leaned forward slightly, and he looked at Sandro with a questioning gesture and smiled lightly. Ask softly but clearly: "How is it? Are you going to let her out?"

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Sandro looked into the distance, sighed after a long silence: "Forget it, I think it's better to let her calm down alone."

Stephen smiled slightly. It seems that these have long been expected by him. He said: "What Aiden and those boys did was really inappropriate, but they didn't really do anything, it was just that the four of them worked together to restrain her with a sealing technique. The most important thing is that it is indeed necessary for the Lich to Let the lady calm down there alone. You also know that some of the things she has done have gone too far... Now I will ask you again, if you are still the acting guild leader, will you sit idly by?"

"No." Sandro replied blankly.

"It's so rare, it seems that your judgment has slowly returned. Do you know? Your originally clear and lofty heart began to have more than 20 years ago when you met Vidnina. We found a flaw and started to mess up."

"It's like there is a crack in the ground on the embankment. No matter how small and weak it is at the beginning, it will eventually cause collapse. It was just a heartbeat and confusion. But it slowly developed to the point where you actually resigned from the agency guild The post of chief also took away the treasures of Meditation of Reality...Even Agrinel was implicated and resigned from his position as agent and left Dejagu." Stephen took another sip of tea and said with a sigh. "Didn't you find out? As long as this heart knot is opened, it will grow bigger and bigger. Until today, even your basic judgment has been covered up by the bosom friend derived from that heart knot. Teacher Shante is here to deal with you together. Want to fight with us in Diya Valley? Are you crazy?"

Sandro didn't speak, and the expression on his face didn't change. It's just that his face is getting uglier.

"But now, since you can still wake up, it's not really messed up at home. You still have the chicness of the former Dejagu acting guild leader." Stephen raised his hand in a toast Raise your teacup and smile. "I congratulate you."

Sandro was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Stephen and said fiercely: "You know what? Before I met this guy who dared to break ground on my head, I wanted to kill him the most in the past thirty or forty years. You are the one who gets it."

"Do you know why I want to kill you the most?" Sandro strode up to Stephen and looked at him, as if he wanted to see a few holes in Stephen's face with his eyes. After a proud meal, he sighed. "Because every time you make me angry and I want to kill you, but I can't find a reason to do it."

The necromancer who was drinking tea was still sitting, still looking at Sandro with a smile on his face. "Sit down and have a cup of tea in peace?"

Sandro stared at him for a while, and finally sat down on the stone chair beside him.

"I'm glad you haven't completely lost your clear and lofty heart." Stephen smiled and poured tea for Sandro, and continued.

"The necromancer and the guardian dark star are one, and they are already part of the fate of this continent. No matter what the fate is, we can only be bystanders, we must transcend the gears of fate, this is Qingming Gaoyuan The origin of the heart. Once there is ambition and desire, it is the beginning of degeneration. Nimbas, Esri, Eschael, Nopolinot...they have replaced the necromancer's Heart, their deaths I feel a turbid loss to Di Yagu, but a cleanup.”

"It's your fault." Shante, curled up on the chair, coughed out a few phrases. "So I don't care about them. And Vidnina..." Shante coughed violently a few times, as if he was about to cough enough, and then spoke in a barely fluent breath: "Twenty years ago I was determined Oppose her to join. Although being able to become a lich is indeed the greatest magical feat after the great Archibald, she has the qualifications in terms of aptitude and determination. But I can feel it, and I feel that in my heart The things she said are not in line with the holy black star, and are not in line with the teachings of the great Archibald. Everything that happened twenty years ago can also be said to have started because of her, but today, twenty years later, she is still obsessed with it... She It’s not that she’s deviated from the necromancer’s principles, but she’s running in the opposite direction. Although she’s not ambition or lust, it’s the most dangerous belief.”

"Faith. This is the scariest thing, much scarier than **** and ambition, especially for a necromancer."

"Although Aiden and those fellows were all dazzled by their ambitions, they did a good job in this matter. Vidnina should really rest there quietly for a while."

"Now Di Yagu is finally quiet. We old guys should have a good rest."

"Yes. No matter what happens, we should just wait and see quietly instead of getting involved. This is the true position that necromancers should have..." Sandro nodded thoughtfully, as if It was answering Stephen, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

"I can feel that your killing intent is not just because Inham provoked you, but more because you are contradicting." Stephen's eyes wandered from Sandro's face one time. Ask: "Really?"

"Yes." Sandro replied blankly. "I have always just guarded that thing, and let it naturally watch everything happening around me. Even when I watched some seemingly impossible coincidences happen in front of me, I still insisted on ignoring it and letting it develop naturally... ...But this kind of thing keeps happening, I can't help it... But I don't know if what I'm doing is to resist that **** prophecy, or just follow its flow... "

"It's your heart that is moving~IndoMTL.com~Sante's words are generally very concise because of his cough. "What should come will eventually come, and what should go will eventually go. "

Stephen said with a smile, "If there is a destiny, then no matter what you do, it is only a part of it. If not, what are you worrying about?"

Sandro didn't speak, just frowned in thought, those gray eyebrows seemed to be twisted by himself. Finally, he seemed to be very unwilling to sigh, looked at the two necromancers and said, "Bastard, why do I feel as if I have been persuaded by you?"

"It's not us who can convince you. It's just that you are more sober. Maybe it's because you haven't completely lost your clear and lofty heart. Maybe you've had enough troubles and don't want to worry about it anymore." Stephen patted Sandro on the shoulder and laughed. "I understand that people who have been bothering about one thing for twenty years will indeed be a little tired. Especially when it seems that their efforts have no effect at all."

"That's right. I'm really tired. Seeing those things happen one by one, I really don't want to care about it anymore, and I probably can't. Maybe everything is really destined..." Shan De Lu turned his eyes to the distant direction, talking to himself. "It's not predestined... I can only do this... Boy, you can ask for blessings."