Dust of History: Heartbeat (Medium)

"Your heart is already messed up."

The cup was shaking in mid-air, and the tea in the cup had already begun to overflow in the shaking. Stephen looked at Sandro and said lightly.

Sandro didn't move, the expression on his face was indifferent and indifferent like an ice sculpture.

"You are already full of hostility and impetuousness like those young guys. Under such circumstances, do you think you are still our opponent?"

"Probably not." Sandro thought for a while, and finally answered lightly. Although he answered in this way, the magic fluctuations around him were still churning.

"Then sit down and have a good cup of tea first." Stephen raised his hand, and the teacup in front of Sandro floated up. Whether it is him or Shante, there is no murderous intent from the beginning to the end. Until this time, they are completely indistinguishable from two ordinary old men who persuade their friends to drink tea.

Sandro was slightly startled: "Do you really want me to sit down and drink tea? Don't you two come to deal with me?"

It's not that these two people can't poison the tea to deal with him, but he knows they won't. Maybe other people in this world could poison him, but only these two people would not.

It's not based on friendship, trust or something like that, and there's nothing like that between him and these two people. He can be sure of this because these two people are truly worthy of their title, Necromancer.

Even if they might fight him to the death in order to maintain the untouchable iron rule in Di Yagu, they would never use this method. So asking him to drink tea under the circumstances that he has the upper hand in terms of momentum, mentality, and strength means that they really just want him to sit down and drink tea.

"To deal with you? Sandro, you really let me down..." Shanter tried to sit up straight. Watching Sandro cough and speak intermittently. "Have you forgotten, what is the most important thing about a necromancer?"

This sentence was calm and slow, mixed with the coughing sound, making it hard to hear clearly, but Sandro, who was filled with murderous and magical aura, was tense and stagnant.

Stephen picked up another cup of tea from the stone chair next to him, took a sip and said to Sandro: "I can see that your heart is also filled with something, and it is very full. You are not just because There are other reasons for coming to find that guy by yourself, other reasons are not your own. You are already a little bit out of your control, and you can't even suppress the hostility in your chest. That's why you regard the two of us as your enemies."

Sandro turned to look at Stephen. The light in his eyes was colder, deadlier, and somewhat dazzling than before. He sneered and said, "I didn't know that your eyesight is so good that even I can see through it. What? Do you think you have seen through it?"

But Stephen didn't seem to care about this kind of vision, and he didn't even care much about Sandro. He leaned on the back of the chair and began to look around slowly, his eyes were on the surrounding mountains, clouds in the sky, and the vegetation and flowing water around him, his eyes were very casual and soft, and his voice was also: "How can I see through you? It's just that I remember that you didn't look around carefully after you came in. I have been looking at such a beautiful place in Diyagu for a whole day and I haven't seen enough. You haven't seen it for twenty years but you haven't looked at it. That can only show you My heart is blocked by something."

Sandro was taken aback, and his eyes slowly loosened. Unknowingly, he turned his gaze to the surroundings following Stephen.

The morning sun is falling from the highest point of the Spiral Peak, reflecting the beautiful scenery of this large area in the valley, which is full of business. Exotic flowers and plants are planted in every place in this valley in a very artistic way. There are three or four thick and lush trees scattered in the middle, and a small stream in the mountains has accumulated a pool of green here The water surface, and the rockery that is integrated with the environment. The scenery has a different aesthetic feeling from every different angle. The necromancer who designed and planted the vegetation in this valley back then is known to very few in the secular world, but those who know his name are all the most famous garden artists in the mainland, and they treat him like a god.

The stone benches and chairs placed under the shade of the trees or by the pool are all carved by the necromancers themselves. Each one is enough to drive the most discerning art collector crazy, and so is the glass that is now floating in front of Sandrou.

Here, beauty, elegance, and refinement are already a state and a feeling. a kind of air. You don't need to feel it deliberately, it is everywhere by itself. Even a butcher who kills pigs and sells meat can feel the atmosphere completely different from the secular world after coming here.

"I haven't been back for 20 years... Although I'm completely out of touch with the **** art aesthetics, this place is indeed the most eye-catching place." Sandro nodded, his eyes softened a lot .

Stee said lightly: "Diyagu can be so beautiful because it surpasses the world. There is no utilitarianism, no lust, and no terror. The necromancer can stand above all living beings because of a noble heart. Heart."

"No utilitarianism, no passion, no fear, beyond life and death, clear and lofty, this kind of mentality is the most precious legacy left to us by the great Archimedes, and the most important thing for a necromancer Something." Shanter coughed hard, looked at Sandro weakly, and asked. "Do you still have that clear and lofty heart?"

"Indeed, no more." Sandro sighed, finally picked up the cup of tea in front of him, and drank it down.

"You actually sent someone to watch him?" Asa looked at the three people in front of him in disbelief.

"Are you mistaken? How can a person like Mr. Sandro be watched without being noticed?" Xiaoyi said coldly. "The alliance gift that Sedros gave to the empire, the complete eye of the star was relocated behind the teleportation magic circle, I just asked the high priest to order someone to go to the library every half hour or an hour to find the old priest Tom to get the book That's all, he disappeared suddenly, the great priest will naturally send me."

"You even want to plot against him?" Asa Teng stood up abruptly, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger, but he finally suppressed his anger again and said, "You know those things It's useless."

Xiaoyi also stood up at once, looked at Asa and said, "This is the capital of the kingdom, the heart and mind of the entire empire. We have the right to know what shady and dangerous things are buried under our feet. I don't care." What Mr. Sandro is guarding, and it doesn't matter what the **** is in that **** Dejagu. What we want to guard is this empire land that spans hundreds of thousands of miles, and tens of millions of imperial people."

The two standing eyes meet each other. The original anger in Asa's heart has dissipated, replaced by an inexplicable loss. Even though the face in front of her was angry, her flushed cheeks were still as beautiful as peach blossoms, and those eyes that were not smiling still seemed to be smiling, and she was still so pretty.

Still the eyes of lovers, but now they are the eyes of the chancellor of the empire.

Actually, he already had this feeling when Xiaoyi made that hint to Sandro. That insinuation was full of a politician's scheming taste, which he had felt before, from Lord Mrak and Rod Hart before, but it was deeper and more veiled.

Of course he knows that this does not mean that Xiaoyi has approached his father. Of course he also knows that what she is doing now is what a prime minister of an empire should do, say, and think. Being naked in front of you is a kind of intimacy... But that smell, that kind of raw and cold smell of metal scraping after weighing, analyzing, and calculating everything, he has already been in Duke Mrak, Luo De Hart smelled too much, too much. Smelling it now, irresistibly aroused a sense of disgust in him.

Finding this already somewhat allergic smell on the person he placed the most emotional hopes in~IndoMTL.com~ The huge head-up made him a little angry. But he immediately understood that this was inevitable, and his heart suddenly became empty and lost.

Xiaoyi seemed to have also noticed the strange change in his eyes, and she stopped talking, and her expression also showed a strange sense of loneliness and embarrassment. Both of them looked away at the same time, and sat down again without making a sound.

Cedros and Captain Roland exchanged glances, then coughed, sighed, and said, "Ronis didn't even tell me, nor did he tell the Roland regiment. Regarding the thing in the dungeon, I can probably guess that the thing is too important to let us know. Otherwise, why didn't he go back to Glorious Castle to be the pope and stay here? How could Mr. Sandro Commit yourself to be a corpse guard in this royal capital for twenty years?"

Sedlos paused for a moment, then changed the topic again: "But now there are too many people who know that there are things in the cellar, and the lies probably won't last long from those who are interested. From Bishop Javi's point of view, knowing this He is probably not the only one who is staring at the real identity of things. Xiaoyi is right, this is the capital of the king after all, no matter how important it is to De Yagu and Sandro, it is still important to Captain Roland and Xiaoyi. For me, nothing is more important than the safety of the whole of Enfast. So I am here to ask you to make things clear to us. We don't want to offend Mr. Sandro, but we don't want to because of Mr. Sandro One person's secret endangers the entire empire and Oufu."