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Chapter 442 Guess Who I Am

Griffith, Lana, Ophelia and Midian Maier gathered in the small conference room.Since the Bayeran incident, the two former royals, Hutorral, have been following Griffith and have not been harassed.

"The Sacrifice of the Chosen One was supposed to usher in a miracle in the ruins of Anok," Griffith said, "but, for some reason, the miracle did not happen. Instead, the last few Chosen Ones and the unstable power The crystallized energy fusion becomes a container of huge spiritual energy."

Immediately, the fantastic stream of three intersecting long swords flashed in his eyes, and the majestic momentum almost appeared in form.

Lana clicked his tongue slightly: "According to the theory of high-level advent techniques, you have become a vessel of miracles. I personally think this is very dangerous, but, looking at the good, even the Senate would not dare to neglect potential miracles."

"The implication is that we have to continue the fight," Midian Maier said. "The victory of the miracle is not decided, which is completely different from what was agreed. Bai Yelan and Canaan can count on the miracle to come soon. "

Lana held a stack of reports and said to his friends:

"Since the battle is inevitable, Griffith cannot give up such a precious resource.

"Speak the truth.

"Some of the imperial guards who belonged directly to the royal family and did not leave with Commodus are being reviewed by a special committee sent by the Senate. The interrogator asked them to explain their attitude towards the royal family and the reasons why they stayed. Everyone expressed their opinion and passed the customs.

"Many people believe that Commodus lost his legal right of succession the moment he became a regicide, and he has no confidence in his so-called cause. Of course, there are many people who followed him. These people passed through Milan not long ago The southern border of Grand Duke Tis, after getting rid of the pursuers there, board the ship and head to the southern province."

"Where is Kingslayer now?" Ophelia asked.

"I don't know," Lana replied. "Commod didn't attack the main town in Amon Province, but just collected some supplies and headed south. This may have crossed the border and entered the troll's territory."

The southern province of Bayeran, "Emon", is a newly conquered territory that is fertile, warm and humid. The banks of the great river "Say River" flowing from south to north are covered with fertile farmland and rich plantations. It is the favorite area of ​​investors and immigrants in Lan, and it is also the most fruitful fruit watered by the blood of the troll aborigines by the ever-victorious army.

Griffith's family also moved to Carolan, the largest city and port here, the year before last.Due to his busy studies and military affairs, he has not taken a family vacation.

However, having said that, Griffith Blanton is already Griffith de Ravenel, and the second son who has no inheritance rights can be regarded as a successful cultivation and can start his own family.

Griffith was distracted for a while while holding Iloti's locket, and then turned his attention to the map on the table.After declaring that he has become the hand of God and has the qualifications to touch miracles, his status has risen. Many people have offered him kindness, but there is still a certain distance from forming his own power.

There are not many people around him.

Lana is a good friend and powerful ally worthy of entrustment, but his loyalty must be dedicated to the Xialong family. If he and Fiona decide to marry Fiona according to interesting family traditions, he must not listen to Fiona~
Both Ophelia and Midian Maier are outstanding talents.Griffith offended a group of nobles by rescuing Midianmaia, but he didn't care.This clear and over-the-top action made him express his attitude. As long as his strength is further improved, part of the imperial guards who originally belonged to the royal family can be won over.

There are many outstanding talents in the Imperial Guard without the king, but who said that power, treatment and respect must be distributed according to ability?Sooner or later, they will be wiped out and absorbed by the Senate and the nobles, and the existing positions will be vacated by others, so new leaders and patrons are urgently needed.

Commodus, who fled south, is a candidate.His regicide and rebellion had a strong mystical undertone, and everyone suspected that he might go to the South to conjure some miracle there.This thought attracted many imperial guards, wealthy businessmen, and gentlemen to his side to serve him.

If Griffith wants to build a strong army, then he can't allow someone in his team to still watch Commodus, he must stop thinking about it; he can't allow so many manpower and materials to gather in Commodore's banner must be won over.

In a word, Commodus must be eliminated.This is not a personal grievance, but a simple interest dispute that cannot be simpler.

"In this case, the Senate will send you to fight sooner or later," Ophelia said to Griffith, "As your staff, I need to explain the situation at hand."

"Please, Ophelia," Griffith laughed, "in my future army, you will be the chief of staff."

Ophelia pointed to the southernmost tip of the province of Amon.

"To the south of the province is the Shagai Sand Sea. It is located in the west of Sarnath Crater. It is a scorching area full of quicksand under a cloudless sky. The mountains here hide many huge caves, criss-crossing, and some are even deep. Up to [-] meters below the surface.

"The Shagai Sand Sea hides many mysteries. Most of this place is deserted, but there are many huge creatures. Sandworms, close relatives of the burrowers, have dug a huge network of underground tunnels. Many strange creatures are entrenched in the tunnels. , dangerous and crazy.

"Not even the most daring adventurer dared explore the depths of the tunnels. According to those who have returned alive, there are terrible things hidden there.

"This sea of ​​sand cannot support an army's supplies. Commodus should go to the Sarnath Crater to the east. The Zul'tila troll is the ruler there and has always been known for its ruthlessness and dark magic.

"In the most prosperous period, the number of trolls in Zultila may have reached about 20. They cultivated swamp paddy fields and terraced fields, and the food they produced could support the surging population. Craftsmen made artworks with obsidian, bone horns, and shells. Cotton fabrics, engraved stone inscriptions, painted pottery and murals. Commodity trade is very prosperous. Whenever the population grows to a certain size, priests will lead believers to leave their homes to find new cities and form new clans.

"They built the city deep in the crater. The "Avenue of the Dead" connects the entire territory. The Pyramid of the Moon stands in the north. There are many temples on both sides of the avenue, including the highest Pyramid of the Sun. At the southern end of the "Avenue of the Dead" is the Temple of Blood The underground is also a criss-crossing labyrinth of tombs. At the end of the First Epoch, this civilization was destroyed.

"It is said that there is an ancient giant sleeping in a lair on top of a certain pyramid, and the trolls worship it as a god."

"Commod, isn't he going there to wake up this mythical creature?" Lana shook his head, "It may be a powerful weapon from a military point of view, but such absurd evil and disasters will make him the world's most powerful weapon. public enemy."

"It sounds like this," Griffith said, "I am destined to be sent to the local area with some chosen ones to encircle and suppress the kingslayer who has become the public enemy of the world. After he is eliminated, the power of miracles will be more concentrated."

"And you will be in charge of the forces left by Commodus," Ophelia raised her eyebrows, "I don't know if it will be so smooth."

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After the meeting, everyone left the reception room.Griffith still has several talks to go through.Ophelia and Midianmeier walked side by side, looking through the glass windows in the corridor, looking at the freshmen candidates coming downstairs to take the entrance exam.

Midian Maier was very thoughtful: "Why did Commodus kill the former king? Could it be bewitched, or some kind of mysterious control? I feel that the whole country is being pushed by invisible forces, sliding into the abyss step by step."

"Mysterious control?" Ophelia glanced at him and chuckled, "It should be said that the desire called profit turned into a monster to control it, or the law of history carried us towards an inescapable cliff drive away."

"How to say?"

"You see, too, that the power of the bourgeoisie has become greater than ever before, thanks to Roland's steam engine. They have drained the swamps, cleared the fields, dug the mines, and crossed the seas. Mortals have done many extraordinary things Why do you have to obey the order of the past if you can't do it?

"Ordinary people could have become allies of the royal family to fight against the Senate and the nobles together. But Aurelius' martial law made him stand on the opposite side of the burghers. No matter whether this order is true or not, the result has already appeared. Kang If Proud does not want to become a puppet of the Senate, he must express his sincerity to the representatives of the citizens."

"Become a regicide for this?" Midianmeier was still having trouble accepting, "This is pushing our country into a full-scale civil war."

"Is it bad?"

"Is this a good thing?"

Ophelia obviously thinks this is a good thing.She is not sad at all, but in high spirits:
"This world was originally established by 500 brave warriors who overcame thorns and thorns. They and their descendants became elders, nobles, and councilors, but their bloodlines have decayed with time. The nobles are increasingly becoming a group of hopeless people."

"There are good people too," said Midianmeier, "many of them are our friends."

"Indeed, but after more than 1000 years, Bayeran's aging body has accumulated too much pus and blood, and surgery is necessary... At this point, no matter what happens, there is nothing to complain about. Anyway, no one can live forever Immortal.

"It would not surprise me in the slightest if industrialists, farmers, and wealthy businessmen take over the country one day, increasing reality and diminishing mystery."

"It's not easy," Midian Maier was lost in thought, "How difficult it is for a mortal to fight against an extraordinary. What a catastrophe it will be."

Ophelia's eyes lit up.She held Midianmeier's arm, and said with some yearning:

"I didn't say it would be easy.

"History is like people. When it wakes up from sleep, it will feel parched. The royal family of Bayeram will perish. Although the Senate still exists, it will perish sooner or later. History needs Drinking a lot of blood. Even if history has drunk enough blood, it is only a matter of quantity, so what about quality? Sacrifice is even noble, enough to please the cruel god."

They walked and chatted, and when they passed the corner of the stairs, they met a blond girl in a blue and white dress.She was a little tired, gasping for breath, and the tips of her hair were soaked with sweat.

On the stairs not far away, Desai stood with a sword in his hand, surprised and confused, ready to go like a cheetah.He saw two people passing by, and shouted hastily:

"Captain Midianmai, please support me!"

What's happening here?Midian Maier felt the fluctuation of psychic energy. The charming girl in front of him had impressive strength, and, for some reason, she looked familiar, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"You know each other?" Ophelia suddenly squeezed Midianmeier's arm tightly.

"I don't know her, I don't know her," Gale Wolf repeatedly denied, "I just think she looks familiar."

"Aha~ I understand. When a man sees a beautiful girl, he will feel familiar and have something to do with him."

"Impossible! No such thing! I didn't!" Midian Maier jumped up.

The girl and Desai, who were standing up and down the stairs, were attracted by the movement of the two of them, and both turned their gazes over to size them up.

"If you are waiting for Griffith, go ahead, he will be free now," Ophelia said, and waved her hand at Desai again, "Don't be nervous, kid, this lady is not your enemy."

"Sister, may I ask who you are~?" The girl hurriedly turned around and looked at Ophelia with a very polite and polite expression.

"Please introduce yourself before asking someone's name."

After hearing this, the girl who had been confronting Desai for a long time raised her skirt obediently and made a beautiful curtsy.

For a moment, Desai under the stairs vaguely saw the delicate, warm and fascinating scenery under the warm wind of the southern country.In the blink of an eye, he forgot all about the crisis just now and the bad battle in Verona.

Before he could see the real thing, he heard a self-introduction that made his heart beat faster.

"Good day, I'm Thaya Blanton, sister of Knight Griffith de Ravenelle. I'm here to ask my brother for a letter of recommendation!"

(End of this chapter)