People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

If he really died, Lutier would definitely choose to follow in his footsteps.

"I say, Your Highness Godwin, you are asking too much... I can't take care of your knights, and I can't stop them from doing anything."

To him, Godwin's request was too much to ask.

Asking him to take care of those knights? What a joke! Even Greg couldn't command them, so who would listen to him?

You know, after Godwin was stabbed in the kidney by the black knife, those knights all inserted the feathers of the bird of death, cut off their own heads and followed Godwin's footsteps to die. Even if they turned into undead, they would still guard by his side until their monarch returned.

Even the [King of Blessing] Mungot helped protect the city of Stonewell.

He doesn't have the personal charm of Godwin, and he even needs Marika's help to pick up girls.

"So, please stop saying such things. The most I can do is keep an eye on your child, Greg. Beyond that... I'm just a warrior, an exiled knight. This is all I can do."

"Well, then, you'll be the one making the decision, Rhine. Let's stop talking about such boring topics and drink!"

Godwin raised his glass again. He was clearly still discussing the topic of life and death a second ago, but at this moment he seemed to have forgotten all his worries and started drinking again.

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Dawn is approaching.

"... As expected of Master Weihler, he has completely blazed a trail completely different from the original school... Both his theory and method are beyond imagination."

Inside the room, Se Lian, who was sitting at the table, muttered to himself.

Looking at Wehler's notes and comparing them with the theories she had summarized from Master Yazler, she couldn't help but marvel.

This approach was completely a path she had never envisioned.

Even the two masters, Luther and Azrael, who had already glimpsed the origin, would probably be impressed by the records above. This theory is enough to open a new classroom in the magic academy.

Even this master, like Tops' research, discovered that prayer and pyroxene magic had the same origin.

Should I say he is truly worthy of being called Master Wehler?

Se Lian looked out the window at the twinkling stars in the distant sky through the veil shrouded by the darkness of the night, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slowly.

She seemed to have found a way to peek into origins without having to become a star child.

109. Night Talk (4K)

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The doorknob suddenly turned, the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Reinhardt dragged his tired body and staggered into the room.

"...Disciple, why did you drink so much?"

Smelling the alcohol in the air, Se Lian put down the pen in his hand, turned around and saw Reinhardt's drunken appearance, and his eyebrows immediately raised.

She was a little angry.

Se Lian has always been resistant to alcohol because it affects the brain's thinking and judgment abilities.

But since her apprentice likes it, then she can naturally relax the rules and it's okay for her to drink less on weekdays.

But this time he drank so much, and as a teacher she naturally couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

"Aha, I just let go of my worries and indulge myself a little."

Reinhardt staggered to the bedside and threw himself onto the soft bed with a plop.

It's so comfortable, I haven't felt this way for a long time...

The touch of the bed reminded him of the days when he had food provided for him in the mansion in King Rodel City.

However, this so-called indulgence is not just about drinking to your heart's content.

Normally, he possesses the power of the sun and will not get drunk from drinking. However, this time he did not use this power to dispel the smell of alcohol, but let himself get drunk.

He lay on the bed, slowly turning over like a salted fish, and suddenly said for no reason:

"I'm sorry, teacher... I know you don't like me drinking, but today is the only day, so let me relax."

"Hmm, that's not a problem. There's no need to follow such insignificant rules. Just keep them in mind."

Hearing this, Se Lian's frown gradually relaxed. She slowly stood up from the table and walked to the bed, then sat down beside him. She crossed her legs, revealing her fair calves under the magician's robe.

"...But apprentice, what on earth makes you so happy?"

The witch expressed her curiosity.

Gossip is a woman's nature, and even though Serenity is a mad scientist, she is no exception.

Moreover, the Reinhardt she knew was a very self-disciplined person. Even though he would suddenly become lazy for a few days occasionally, he was very well-behaved most of the time. She had rarely seen him like today.

"Well, how should I put this..."

Reinhardt was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should tell the teacher about this.

After all, this matter involves Malika...

"...If you can't tell me, I won't force you." Se Lian smiled faintly and said, "Disciple, I won't force you. I'm very fortunate to have a disciple like you. If it's truly a matter of great importance, you don't have to tell me. Everyone has their own secrets, and I understand."

Se Lian seemed to see his embarrassment, so she decided not to ask any further questions.

But since his teacher has said so much, why should he hide it?

"Forget it, if it's you, teacher, it doesn't matter if you say it."

Reinhardt slowly sat up and looked at Serlian seriously. "But, teacher, you have to promise me that after listening to this, you will keep this matter to yourself and not tell anyone."

"Hmm, do you think I'm the kind of person who likes gossip?"

“Like, and not only like, but also!”

Reinhardt wanted to say this in reply, but he didn't. Instead, he held Seren's shoulders to steady himself, then whispered a few words in his ear.

The strong smell of alcohol made Se Lian frown in disgust, but after hearing what he said, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Then he laughed again:

"Is that person really that crazy? Under the light of the Golden Tree, even thinking about such a thing is a sin, and yet she actually wants to put it into practice!"

This was not a secret plan at all, but a revolution, a revolution of the Golden Dynasty and even of the border areas. Moreover, it was a revolution initiated by the goddess Malika who ruled the Golden Dynasty, and she was even willing to sacrifice her own children.

Moreover, she had a premonition that this sacrifice would not only involve Godwin alone, but also all the demigods, gods, and even all those who were related to the Golden Dynasty.

This was really a big deal for her to hear.

But even though she laughed, deep down she still admired this goddess whom she had never met. This behavior was much crazier than her research.

But besides that, she was curious about something else.

"So, apprentice, what role do you play in this so-called plan?"

"It's not clear yet. He wants to use me as a backup, but he hasn't told me how to do it yet..."

Reinhardt spread his hands and shook his head regretfully.

But he didn't finish his words, and there are already some speculations at the moment.

Because he already had a premonition, although this speculation was groundless, but his intuition told him that Marika might want to use him like Ge Fulei, and exile him to become a Faded One.

However, he has no idea how it will be done specifically yet.

"...What are you going to do next? Stay here?"

"No, we'll leave when it's daybreak. We don't plan to stay here too long."

"Oh, is it because of that little princess?"

Se Lian's tone was full of teasing, causing him to roll his eyes at his teacher. He then lay back on the bed, staring at the pure white ceiling and said quietly, "...Teacher, please don't say such things."

"Confucius said: 'There is no two suns in the sky, and no man has two masters.' It is impossible for me to surrender to His Majesty Godwin. This will never happen."

But in fact, this is only one aspect. The other is that if Kalia knows that he stays here, he will definitely use this to put pressure on Godwin.

He didn't want to owe Godwin any favor, as he couldn't afford to repay it at all.

"Haha, disciple, you are saying something that I cannot understand again."

"Well, that's just a rumor circulating in my hometown. It's nothing..." Reinhardt shrugged nonchalantly. "Forget it, let's not talk about this topic anymore."

"Teacher, how are you doing with your study of Master Wehler's notes?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Se Lian immediately became energetic, stood up and hurriedly picked up the notes from the table and started talking to him.

"Disciple, listen to me, this notebook is truly amazing. It has provided me with many new ideas... In just a few years, I will be able to derive a better path from it!"

Seren kept telling him about that theory like a fanatical believer.

This was the first time he had seen a teacher like this.

"I always feel like I've touched a switch that shouldn't be touched..."

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At the same time, in the study.

Godwin sat upright at his desk, sipping the tea in his hand.

It has been a while since he came back, and he has sobered up a lot on the way.

It must be said that this was the first time he drank so much alcohol, and he really had a great time today.

He had originally returned to the study to deal with the accumulated official business, but now he was not alone in the study. His child Greg was also there, sitting by the window with a serious look on his face, so he had to put those matters aside for the time being.

"Tell me, my child, why do you come here so late instead of sleeping? What do you want to say to me?" Godwin put down the teacup in his hand and asked calmly.

"Yes, Father."

Greg stood up from his chair with a respectful look and walked to the table. "Father, I don't think you should extend an olive branch to Knight Reinhardt."

"What's the reason?"

His hand tapped lightly on the edge of the seat armrest, as if urging and waiting, hoping that Greg could give him a reasonable explanation.

"Father, isn't the reason clear enough? Knight Reinhardt murdered his colleagues in Kalia and is now wanted by Kalia. How can a criminal like him become your knight?"

Greg became more and more excited as he spoke, and even felt that this was not enough, so he used his hands to gesture in front of Godwin.

It was as if accepting Reinhardt was a huge sin, an unacceptable sin, enough to become a stain on gold.

"Father, you are Godwin, you are gold..."

"enough."

Godwin stopped Greg from saying anything further, then slowly raised his eyelids and whispered, "Greg, my child, you should have heard what was said at the banquet. Don't you understand the significance of Princess Rani of Kalia's actions?"

"...I heard it, but Father, that's just the one-sided statement of the sinner Reinhardt. How can you believe him?!"

Even though Godwin said this, Greg remained unconvinced, and his cheeks even turned red from the argument.

On the other hand, Godwin just looked at his child quietly, and a hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his pure golden eyes inherited from his mother.

"...Greck, my child, you haven't made any progress even now. Even after following your father from the Royal City of Rodel to the City of Stonewell, you're still so stubborn and refuse to understand..."

"This stubbornness and pride will eventually become a poison that harms you. What will you do if your father is gone?"

There was sadness in Godwin's eyes. The only thing he couldn't let go of now was this child.

If you are unable to face reality, confront the facts, and let go of the arrogance called gold, then sooner or later you will die at the hands of someone.

"I really don't understand, Father! What's so good about that guy Reinhardt?! Father, those relatives, the twins, even the Ancient Dragon Clan...why are they all so obsessed with him!"

Greg couldn't stand it anymore and asked loudly.

Obviously, this matter was not worth his anger, and his father was still so kind, but the words just now and the sadness and disappointment on his father's face kept lingering in his mind and repeating over and over again.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly, and his fingers unconsciously grasped the expensive robe on his body, making it full of wrinkles.

"...My child, you have finally grown up. This is the first time you have gotten angry with me."

Greg did not face his father's anger as he had imagined. Instead, his father Godwin sat in the chair and looked at him with a smile.

That smile was full of kindness, and he couldn't help but recall the first time he went hunting with his father, and the gratified smile he saw when he showed off his prey to his father for the first time.

But why?

Why exactly?

Why would my father give me such an expression?