Silent Crown Chapter 660: 1 good person


The sky of Guixu was lit by fire.

The music theory of the scepter burst out from it, but the aftermath turned the dark night sky into a turbulent ocean.

All the musicians were awakened and stared up to the sky.

"It's so lively."

Nabelis stood at the top of the broken clock tower, looking toward the south, "It's a shame that you can't get involved with such a big thing. Can't you get closer?"

The beautiful young boy who looked like a man and a woman stood behind him, standing quietly, hearing his voice, slowly flicking: "For your safety, this distance is the limit."

"They killed me?" Naberis.

"Not those parallel scepters, but saints."

Paganini sneered at the corner of his mouth: "The trick of the Order has not changed for so many years. Schubert has no successor, and no one can inherit his talents, only through this method. To run.

Abandoning him in exchange for the power of returning to the market is simply a bargain

But Schubert’s theory of music must have a deeper order. If she senses the changing theory of music in you, she will definitely cause you to blew up. Anyway, the result is death, why not die is more for the Order Is it good? "

In the silence, Naberis shuddered at the thought of a saint bursting into his own explosive mockery.

"What a bunch of lunatics." He whispered softly.

"Who said no?"

Paganini's smile became more and more ridiculous: "The servant of God is crazier than the fallen, isn't it unreasonable?"

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"After so many days, the chief judge can't help it anymore?"

In the north, the second emperor stared at the sky with joking eyes: "Sacrificing a saint to Guixu with his own hands is enough to free him from the restraint of the cult and become a scepter, right?"

"Not necessarily."

Beside him, the old musician bowed his head and fiddled with the clay tablet in his hand, holding a knife and pen in his hand, and wrote a series of wedge-shaped notes on the dry clay tablet. After brushing off the dirt, the clay tablet was thrown away. Go to the side. Beside him, clay tablets have piled up into a mountain.

The old musician grabbed it at his fingertips, the mud surging, the soil gathered, and the water vapor evaporated, a new clay tablet was formed in his hand again, he was buried in the wedge, as if he didn't care about the disturbance in the distance.

Hearing someone put forward different opinions, the second emperor was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old musician respectfully and asked: "What do you think?"

Although you are the second emperor, his status is not very prominent before this old man.

The old man is the support his mother has prepared for him. Even if he becomes the emperor in the future, he must be reused to assist himself.

As early as forty years ago, the old man was already Asgard's scepter musician. Before the last emperor died, he served as an assistant to the empire. What's more rare is that he has achieved the scepter based on the pure apocalypse school, and his thoughts are profound, and the second emperor must follow his opinions in many things.

"It's very simple, he doesn't lack strength, haven't you found it?"

The old musician said faintly: "He has no lack of strength, reputation, money, and even status. You count carefully. In the intelligence, how many things he has that makes others envious of cerebral hemorrhage?

Your opponent is a strong enemy who is no less inferior to you anywhere. No, if he has your status, he might have already defeated your brother and become the emperor of Asgard.

In this regard, you have to learn from him. "

Hearing him say this, the second emperor frowned, an unpleasant thunder light flashed in his one eye, but he didn't say anything.

The old musician shook, knowing that he was resisting, so he could only break the situation to pieces and tell him clearly: "It's only a temporary weakness in Guixu, and a lot of things are lost for the power in front of him. , It's not worth it.

The chief judge has a very long-term vision.

Kill a saint he can only get a scepter. But does he really care if he has a scepter? As long as he is under the blessing of Anglu, the golden medal of victory, he will be able to gain power that is not inferior to natural disasters. "

"After all, it was an external force, not enough to rely on." said the second emperor.

The old musician glanced at him, "Will you be anxious to become a scepter?"

When he said this, the second emperor understood.

Will he be anxious? After resonating with Odin, he is now equivalent to the blood of a demigod, and the future is bright, and the scepter of achievement is almost certain.

The same goes for the chief judge, no, even more room than he can ulcer.

Whether it is going to the east to climb the road of heaven and man, or inheriting Haydn's music theory and holy name, it is a grand road. Even he does not need to rely on others, with his talents, it is only a matter of time before he can achieve the scepter.

The holy city can be the master for a while, but the card is not in the world.

"So he is not in a hurry."

The old musician said indifferently: "For him, a dead saint is far less useful than a living one. In your opinion, what are his dominant cards now?"

The second emperor fell into deep thought, and raised his head for a long time: "The Inquisition?"

"It's a bit of an edge."

The old musician nodded: "The Inquisition is just an empty shell. It takes more than ten years to fill it up, even with Anglo's national strength. The future will be powerful, but now it is not enough to rely on.

But the most troublesome thing about him, the title of Joe. "

"The chief judge?" The second emperor suddenly appeared.

"Yes."

The old musician said lightly: "This is the last thing the Cardinal Church regrets?

Originally, it was just waste utilization, and the bad assets were cut off while throwing the pot, but I didn't expect that he moved a rock and hit him in the foot.

They haven't thought about what to do if the chief judge is a lunatic. He has the title of Hand of God to endorse him, and the Rod of Destiny guarantees that everything he does is in line with justice and justice. In other words, those who are enemies of him are heretics.

In a short period of time, before the Holy City and his face are torn apart, everything he does can be said to have no taboos. There is such an advantage in ~IndoMTL.com~ Why does he kill a saint in front of so many people and give others a handle?

Besides, he is really returning to the market to achieve the scepter. The order may not have the ability to hold him. He seems to have obtained the scepter, but what he can get is just a shackle, and he will lose his own crown of justice. .

And if he could control a living saint, it would be a chicken that lays golden eggs for him, and he couldn't kill the chicken to get the eggs. Say it again"

The old musician said here, he was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help but smiled bitterly.

"What more?" the second emperor asked.

Lao Lecome sighed: "Besides, no matter how we look at it, even from the most demanding perspective, this chief judge is a good man."

The second emperor was silent.

This is simply the most absurd joke in the world, but it is true.

People who have reached their status understand that the most expensive thing in the world is not power, nor power, but conscience.

Conscience can make people miss opportunities and pay a heavy price, but that person just doesn't care.

Everyone knows that he brazenly murdered at the gate of the holy city for a kid, and provokes almost every institution in the holy city, and he does not hesitate to push everyone on the opposite side of him.

Although ridiculous, this is the most credible inference at hand.

——This chief judge, the hand of god, is probably the only conscience in the entire sect, the character representative of the holy city.

Who would doubt that such a person would conspire to kill an old nun?

"If this is disguised"

The second emperor said halfway, and laughed uncontrollably.

What a stupid question.

If this is a disguise, doesn't it mean that this person is more terrifying?

The second emperor sighed in a low voice.

"I start to admire him."

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