Dust of History Chapter 36: A job called a hero

Three days after starting again from Bracada, I finally saw the shadow of the Wyvern again. Asa yelled and waved.

After operating the wyvern to circle above his head for a while, the orc above decided to fly down to see this human who dared to say hello below. Asa talked with the orc scout for a while, and finally got on the Wyvern and returned to Oufu.

Going to the city hall to find Cedros, Asa threw the emperor's peace agreement to him, sighed and said: "I don't know why anyone can do something that can be done by me. Genus'. Prepare a large group of attendants for me, and I have to push them away with great difficulty, or I have to walk slowly with them in the wasteland, which is really troublesome for me."

Cedros smiled and opened the agreement, looked at it and said: "Actually, your emperor should have signed it with me personally, but that was just a child, and even the decision to sign the agreement was not made by those The ministers discussed it, and there is no need for him to go through this cutscene. So I asked the envoy I sent to say that I don’t bother him to come from afar, and just send an envoy. This can be regarded as an opportunity specially reserved for you, take charge Bishop Ronnies will naturally send you such a major task that can easily earn a large amount of political capital."

Asa sneered. For others, this is probably a dream opportunity. Perhaps Bishop Ronnies wanted to give himself a big thank you gift, but unfortunately he was not interested at all.

Sedros signed the agreement carefully, and heaved a long sigh of satisfaction. This last step was finally finished, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be less. He sighed: "Okay, from now on it will be an era of peace. A new page in history will begin, and the orcs and humans will coexist peacefully." The era of development, the era of development begins today...."

Asa suddenly remembered a question, and asked, "Before, the orcs in the wild highlands were all cannibals."

"Yes. Don't people eat chickens, pigs, and cows when they're hungry?" Cedros's tone was still flat, as if this kind of behavior was as righteous as eating vegetables and radishes. "However, almost all the orcs now are rescued by me from their infancy, and let them grow up and live with humans, completely losing their original customs and culture, and they are essentially the same as humans. You have also seen Well, humans and orcs live well here in Oufu.”

"I mean... Is the hatred between humans and orcs so easily resolved? Those whose relatives were killed by orcs, such as the soldiers you killed a few days ago, and generals... .”

Cedros smiled slightly and said: "I believe that the trade benefits Oufu will bring to various countries in the future, and the gifts to those ministers are enough to make people forget these old things. The golden Gold coins are definitely more valuable than blood in memory. They will also help us solve these problems. Look at the soldiers we had to kill a few days ago, and the imperial court laughed it off? In fact, even if I didn’t kill them They, do you think they will end well after they go back? The imperial court has made a peace treaty with me, and understands the common interests of our long-term cooperation, and must kill all these people who may be unfavorable to everyone by violating military orders. "

"...that's 5,000 lives..." Asa thought for a while, then smiled wryly. The horror of the scorched corpses and the screams of 5,000 dying people almost made him unable to sleep soundly every night during this time.

Cedros said lightly: "As a superior, the overall interests of the country are considered. What is 5,000 people? As long as necessary, 50,000 people can be killed at will." He looked at Ah with piercing eyes SA. "If you want to achieve big things, you can't stick to the small details, you can't choose means, and you can't care about feelings. It seems that your woman's benevolence is still too heavy, and you have to slowly practice how to get rid of it in the future."

Asa still smiled wryly, and waved his hand. "Forget it, I'll go on a trip after finishing the business here. I can't do these big things, and I never thought about doing them."

"Travel?" Sedros looked at him with strange eyes as if he heard this word for the first time. "Do you still want to travel?"

"Yes." Asa nodded.

Sedros' eyes are still so strange. "I didn't even know what Ronis was going to do, but when I saw that you sent the peace agreement, I knew that he was going to make you a hero admired by everyone and achieve great things. Why don't you Would you like to travel?"

A hero admired by thousands of people has accomplished a great cause. Not only was the hat huge but it was so shiny and golden that only the sick of the head would be uninterested in it.

However, Asa is not interested in this hat. It's not that there is something wrong with his head, but that it doesn't suit his appetite. "I would have rejected his good intentions if I knew it earlier. I'm really not interested in these."

Heroes. This title is indeed very beautiful. But Asa had already experienced the political game, means, scheming, assassination and hypocrisy behind this much-anticipated word when he was with Rodhart in the capital. The gentle smiling face of Duke Mrak is so amiable, and he once spoke to him so sincerely, but the sword that came from behind in the dark night is so deadly. To be honest, even now he can't feel any hostility towards the duke, but he is completely bored with this place of the king's capital.

Besides, he never thought about doing something big even when he was a child. What's more, the few lessons given to him by the Duke and Sedros also made him extremely disgusted with such things as 'big things'.

"Refused?" Sedros' expression became even more strange. It was not just the first time I heard this word, it was like hearing a dumbfounding joke. "Can you still refuse? Don't you know that you have to take on the position of this hero and do something great?"

Whether you like it or not, you have to be a hero and you have to do great things. This is like a joke that makes people laugh and cry, but there is no trace of a joke on the face of the speaker.

Asa could feel that there seemed to be something wrong behind this unfunny joke. He expressed his attitude very solemnly and clearly, saying: "In my dictionary, in addition to eating, drinking, sleeping, and defecating, there are two words from, to, all, no, yes, and 'must'. "

Sedros looked at Asa and nodded thoughtfully. "So he hasn't told you..."

Seeing the half-smile expression on the old man's face, Asa felt a little hairy for some reason.

"I can't tell what's going on, you'd better go back and ask him." Sedros waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

After dealing with Oufu's affairs at a fast speed, Asa returned to the capital and the Academy of Magic.

Every building in the college is so tall and magnificent, expressing the nobility and holiness just right, and the most conspicuous one is the tens-meter-high cathedral in the center of the college, no matter the size It is still the bearing it exudes, anyone looks insignificant in front of him.

Asa stood in front of the door and looked up at the cathedral. This sacred and tall building seemed to be more uncomfortable than before. He even mustered up his courage before stepping into the door that looked like a giant mouth of a monster.

Bishop Ronis was very surprised by Asa's sudden appearance. He was about to discuss with His Majesty the emperor to hold a grand commendation ceremony for the priest who had returned from meritorious service.

After hearing Asa's words, Bishop Ronnies smiled and asked, "Don't you want to be a hero? Don't you want to be admired? This is what many people dream of."

Asa shook his head resolutely: "It's none of my business whether you are a hero or not. I don't have much meat on my body, and I still have three meals a day."

Bishop Ronnies smiled and nodded. Say: "But I want you to be able to do this...."

Asa emphasized again: "I'm sorry, my lord bishop. I'm coming back now to tell you that I don't do these inexplicable things."

"You must do this." Bishop Ronis's voice was very soft, but his words were significant. "You have no choice. Whether you love it or not, what you shoulder is the mission given to you by the times, and it is the peace of the entire continent."

"Of course I have a choice. What I want to do is my freedom." Asa replied confidently. And this is indeed a reasonable reason.

Asa took out the letter of appointment and tokens and threw them on the table. He had always respected this old man who had saved him several times, but now he felt a little disgusted. "I don't know what the era is, and I have never accepted any tasks from him. I only know that I don't like to do these things. I never feel that there is anything that must be done. Well, I will take the job of the priest now Return it to you."

The bishop looked at the only person who dared to speak to him in such a tone, his soft eyes seemed to be looking at a wayward child. He said in a strange helpless tone: "You have to do this. Even I have no choice, why do you still have it? Do you know that the elves have actually sent me a notice of wanting you. The messenger has also Tell me what happened. Can you still go on a trip?"

Asa snorted coldly. "I know they are looking for me, I will not be afraid. I have my own way to deal with it."

"Then do you know that I should actually help them arrest you in the name of the church, and even discuss with His Majesty the Emperor to send out the Holy Knights to hunt you down?" Bishop Roniss tone remained flat.

Asa's mouth opened wide, but he couldn't close it no matter what.

"As soon as I open my mouth, almost all countries in the entire continent will want you. And for me, I should really do this, do you know?"

"...I don't know." Asa shook his head mechanically.

"Indeed, from the perspective of the country, elves are insignificant, and the myths spread among their races are even more nonsense. After all, it is the army, economy, politics, etc. that maintain the country. History is also written by these very real concepts, so politicians don't care about bright and dark things, and even many people in the church don't care about this." His Excellency Bishop stretched out his hand, Only a skinny finger nodded to himself. "They don't believe it, but I do."

"What do you believe..." Asa asked cautiously.

Bishop Ronis replied lightly: "I believe that the sun well and the leaves of the world tree are indeed symbols of the power of light, and I believe that only light is the power to resist darkness."

Asa suddenly remembered a nasty story that he almost forgot, and it was just bullshit.

Looking at Asa, Bishop Ronis sighed and said, "The elves should have told you the stories they passed down?"

Asa grinned involuntarily. It's that nonsense story again, but if it is said seriously from the mouth of the noble bishop, I am afraid that no one will dare to treat it as nonsense again.

"The evil thing they are talking about is actually the holy thing of the Necromancer Guild, a divine sword called the Black Star." The voice of Bishop Ronis floated in the small room, carrying the unique sense of depth of history . "Five hundred years ago, Archibald, the most powerful magician in history, entered the valley of Diya, where no one had ever entered, and found the **** that symbolized darkness and death—the Black Star. He was captured by the Black Star." Convinced by the powerful power of the star, he established a magician organization that worships darkness and death, the Necromancer Guild. Even the magician who claims to be the closest to God cannot pull the dark star up. But he finally left his last words: The person who can pull out this sword will become the king of the dead, cleansing the whole world with death and darkness. However, he also vaguely mentioned two other gods of light and life, guarded by elves The sun well and the leaves of the world tree. This is confirmed by the ancient legends of the elves, and the result is obvious. Indeed, as the elves said, the only way to fight against darkness is to use the power of light and life."

"Wait, wait... If that's the case, then hasn't the church taken any measures for so many years?" Asa suddenly remembered something was wrong. The power of the Church of Light on the mainland is absolutely unmatched by any country. Not only the empire, but most countries on the continent also believe in the God of Light. And the church has always regarded itself as a bright and righteous one, so it has no reason to turn a blind eye to such a huge shadow of the Necromancer Guild.

For the first time, the light in Bishop Ronis's eyes was full of depression and trouble. He didn't explain anything, but smiled wryly and said, "You will know the reason later..." His eyes flickered Flash, back to that topic again. "If you let the people of the Necromancer Guild know the two kinds of power you carry, they will definitely not let you go. So our safest and safest way is to detain you in an absolutely safe and absolutely confidential place. Slowly find a way to take out the power in your body. But..." The majestic and deep appearance and noble status cannot conceal the tenderness in the eyes of the current bishop. "When I heard that you were willing to use the leaves of the world tree to save others, I knew that your heart was absolutely bright. So I changed my doctrine. I will not passively arrest you to protect you, but let you become The bright hero will finally destroy the root of evil."

After hearing these words, Asa only felt that his head was at least dozens of times bigger and heavier than usual, and he was dizzy.

I don't know how much effort it took to organize my thoughts a little bit, and tried to express my meaning: "...that's just because I caused her injury. I saved her, just to make myself feel better It's just a point....I don't know what kind of **** is bright...."

"That is true justice." The tenderness in the eyes of the bishop did not diminish at all, fully affirming his great sentiment once again. "There is nothing beyond all evil, pure morality and justice. To live for ourselves, don't we eat other lives? But in such an inescapable original sin, we maintain the little goodness in our hearts , sympathy, and love, this is the only real light in people's hearts."

Asa felt his head was going to explode. Facing such an old man who seems to be patiently guiding him, but is really difficult to communicate with, his head can't be big, heavy, and dizzy.

How important is the **** sunwell and the leaves of the world tree, and even whether there is any light or darkness, these Asa don't care. What he cares about is that it seems that this hero must be done.

Old people are usually very stubborn, and it is probably a thousand times more difficult to persuade the bishop who firmly believes in these legends to give up these beliefs than to really believe in those illusory nonsense. And as long as Bishop Ronis really believed that, he would have to follow suit.

It's not so much the hero's path as it is the job of escaping being a tightly guarded vessel.

The church's high status in the empire is almost entirely due to Bishop Ronis. More than 30 years ago, on the continent east of this wild highland, several countries centered on the Ainfast Empire have been in war for years, and the people are in dire straits. It was Bishop Ronis who led the church power that was not considered huge in the Eastern Continent at that time, and used various means to mediate and participate in the war among various countries. In the end, not only did the war end, but the church's status in the empire was raised to an unprecedented height. . Therefore, his prestige in the Holy See is high, and his status is by no means comparable to that of other bishops. It is said that if he hadn't insisted on staying here to preside over the Academy of Magic, he should be the Pope today. To arrest a person in his capacity, not only the empire and other countries that believe in the Illuminati Church, but even other pagan countries will try their best to arrest this wanted criminal because of diplomatic pressure. There is no place for him in the whole continent.

Looking at the eyes of Bishop Ronis, Asa understands one thing the most. At least for now, you can no longer refuse.

Give it a try. So many people are willing to do great things and become heroes, maybe it is really a good thing. Knowing that there was no way out, Asa had no choice but to think so. He finally lowered his head powerlessly and helplessly, sighed with a sad face, and said like a student accepting a lot of vacation homework: "I understand."

Bishop Ronnies heaved a long sigh and smiled happily. As if very happy and satisfied.

"But I still have to ask a question." Asa suddenly looked up at Bishop Ronis and asked. "Why didn't you take me back to the elves when I was half dead in Oufu, and bring me back to the Forest of Underwhisper, and really keep it as a container? Wouldn't that be so simple? I don't think you're doing it for the Duke Think about it for the sake of your plan. Why do you waste a leaf of the world tree that is so important to you?"

There was a strange and complicated expression on the face of the Bishop, and this wave of fluctuations lingered on his face for a while before slowly disappearing into his majestic and deep appearance again. He didn't answer directly, the two fires in his eyes kept shining, and his words became blurred because they involved many things in his memory. "I didn't believe in fate before, but I saw it in you. My saving you is also a part of fate...Maybe there is really something predestined in the dark .So I used to feel very confused.....I was afraid of things that might become reality. I didn't know if my efforts for so many years were in vain, and whether my future actions would also be in vain... ...But after talking to you last time, I finally made up my mind. No matter what the result is, I will try my best to do what I should do. I must lead you to the path of light and justice... In the past, there was a person like you who was excellent, kind, and innocent, and he was dragged into these whirlpools due to involuntary reasons, but he fell into darkness..." The fire in his eyes Burning very hotly, this is not something that can be aroused by the sense of responsibility, but purely a natural expression of personal emotion. It was even more extraordinary that such a strong emotion appeared in a person like him who should be beyond emotion. He looked at Asa, as if he wanted to illuminate the young man in front of him with his own vision and emotion, and said forcefully, "I saved you because of fate, and also because I want to resist fate."

Asa didn't understand much, but vaguely felt that it was better to really not understand.

It was already dusk when I came out of the Magic Academy. The main street of the capital is preparing the stage for the upcoming erosive nightlife. The carriages carrying noble women start to run back and forth, cheap prostitutes in taverns and not cheap prostitutes in some buildings also appear on the street to shout.

Bishop Ronnies has already started a series of tedious preparations, negotiating with several great priests, issuing notices to the court, etc. Asa doesn't want to interfere with these things, and he doesn't know how to intervene. He just needs to go back and wait. Just wait for tomorrow's grand commendation ceremony and walk step by step towards the Avenue of Stars prepared for him by Bishop Ronnies.

Asa walked on the street stupidly. I'm going to be a hero, a hero, a hero... Asa is completely unable to integrate himself with this strange title in his head and concepts. It seemed that I was suddenly going to become a strange animal that I had never seen before. I couldn't get used to facing this strange identity, and I didn't know what to do.

"I'm xxx." Asa felt extremely irritable, and suddenly cursed. What kind of **** is bright, what kind of hero, I don't want to care about these. But is it impossible to even escape now?

Passers-by are curious about this psychopath,

"Why does this somewhat familiar little brother look frowning? Do you want me to accompany you?" A white and slender hand pinched Asa's arm presumptuously.

Asa turned around and saw a somewhat familiar face. It was the prostitute lady who came on stage to bet for Rod Hart and performed in the tournament. She still exposed her shoulders and half of her **** outside her clothes, making it look superfluous to her already well-behaved face. makeup.

Since he was a child, Asa has often mixed with miners and prostitutes in taverns. Now, in the oppression of saving the world and some other great mission, seeing such an old friend~IndoMTL.com~ feels a sense of intimacy spontaneously.

A weird idea popped up in his mind. At first even he himself thought it was a bit absurd, but the idea immediately brought him a malicious pleasure as if urinating on a sacred statue, similar to the feeling of blasphemy and revenge. Asara held this delicate hand, and asked viciously: "Are you free?"

"Look how you say it. Generally speaking, you have as much money as you have. As for the discount, we will talk about it later when we get along well." Miss Prostitute said very directly.

Asa took out a gold coin and shook it in his hand. "How much space do you have?" This was given to him by Bishop Ronnies just now, asking him to tidy up his appearance so that it can match the noble status he will come to immediately.

The gleam in Miss Prostitute's eyes was not inferior to the one on the gold coin, and she replied happily: "Many, big ones are empty."

"Okay." Asa shouted again viciously. He kind of hoped that Bishop Ronnies would know what he was doing now.

Asa will never forget this day, it was so strange. First of all, he was forced to become a hero, ready to walk a great and bright road. Then he immediately does something even stranger, finds a whore.