"Did that Shamon tell you? Your brother should be named Yato, right? Can his situation be reversed?" Evante asked in confusion.
"Your Highness, he said no, he said this is a route that can only be advanced and cannot return, just like time." Aaron retelled Shamon's philosophical words.
"Since that's the case..."
Crown Prince Ivant's semi-purple eyes turned, and a cunning, undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then, he stretched out his index finger with his right hand and gently tapped the tabletop, making a subtle tapping sound between dullness and crispness that was unique to the wooden product, as if absorbing all the sounds, and said:
"Then we should look forward, Aaron, Mr. Aaron."
"Your Highness, I ask you, I pray." Aaron's tone suddenly became quick and sincere.
He took off the round hat on his head, placed it between his chest, and made a standard ninety-degree bow straight forward with his body obliquely.
"If I save Yato and turn him back into the Lost, I will definitely not be able to do it. The royal family of the Shrine Empire will generally ensure the purity of bloodline. In other words, you cannot be infected with the unintentional virus, even if you mutate into a psychic, you will be executed internally. Therefore, I do not control much of the magic source power, and before I officially succeed to the throne and become the ruler of this huge empire, I cannot use even a slight magic source power. It cannot be at all!" Evante refused sternly.
"But your Highness, isn't the 'old technology research team' you personally led?
Aaron said in a crying tone. His tone was dry and hoarse. In just a few days, the situation changed almost took his life for twenty years, allowing him to officially enter the ranks of old age from the edge of middle age in advance.
But when talking about the "old technology research team", Evant was not surprised, nor felt it was difficult to understand or ordinary. Instead, it was a kind of anger that was threatened by power, mixed with fear.
In other words, he felt threatened!
"They are indeed interpreting the technology left over from the old Cruzd Empire, and naturally made the first copy. I know that not only the governor of Socra City, Holly, but also some small groups that are dissatisfied with the empire are eyeing these great and extraordinary technology products."
"But it seems that these things fascinate the losers more, right? They hope to have the blessing of powerful magic power to manipulate those complex and powerful machinery to win this battle that is destined to be successful. And you, my teacher Aaron, you should have completely cut off your contact with the Hope Church. That woman Kashayva..."
The prince's face, which had experienced vicissitudes of life, showed a slight yellow expression of the royal family and its sharpness, which showed a very obvious smile, as if he had seen everything.
"She, she is just a victim, right, Your Highness." Aaron's tone was obviously much messy, and even the wrong syllables were issued in the use of a certain word.
His lips were trembling, and his sweat flowed down the top of his forehead, near his black hair, like a seasonal river hanging high above the yellow sand.
"But I also know that she is the bridge between you and the Hope Church. So I want the guard to execute her. Only when this contact person dies can you better serve the empire. However, John's fool made his own decision in advance."
The crown prince no longer concealed his attitude from Aaron. He stood up straight, stepped on the wooden floor, walked towards a wall near the door of the room, and looked at the temporarily hanging and even slightly crooked "State Chart of Battle Situation in the Silent Highlands".
After the fierce sunshine at noon, as the sun sets, the space inside the house forms a parallelogram-like abyss shadow, and the situation chart is under the shadow.
If there is no gas lamp or electrical lamp, unless it is a lost person with strong night vision, ordinary humans cannot observe all the information revealed on it in detail.
Bang, sizzle, ding!
Evante familiarly opened a white switch exposed on the wall.
After the sound of electric current passed, eight elegant ancient style electric lights carved with chamomile and sunflower patterns hung in the corner of the room were turned on, and the interior of the room suddenly seemed extremely bright, just like daytime.
"Do you know? Teacher Aaron. We are actually the last battle in the quiet highland. The New Yuan calendar in the wasteland world has been opened for more than five hundred years. The biggest enemy of mankind is no longer those who do not have intelligence and only know how to devour and kill, but those who are lost, who are not willing and do not sincerely surrender to the empire."
"As long as the order 15 and 15 (remove) agents are mass-produced, humans will no longer be infected. Unintentional people without replenishment will lose their most important infection ability and will be lambs slaughtered at that time. Moreover, I am confident that the ambitious groups of Socratic Council will not dare to rebel in this 'Silent Arrival' operation. After this war, the empire will formally consider the issue of reconstruction."
"It doesn't matter if the Socra Committee members are lying flat or not. The post-war empire will no longer use Socra as its capital, but as its capital in the name of Zhnetsk. The industrial city of Chekavsk is the real capital. You must be the next prime minister and will be appointed by me personally."
"Your Highness!" Aaron almost cried and interrupted Evant.
Even though he is the loser of the 5th level of pain, and even if he is the rule of Chekavsk, in the face of the absolute power of the empire, he can only bow his head and cannot seek benefits for himself through magic power or force that should not belong to him.
"So your brother is not important, don't you understand?" Evante replied first.
"It doesn't matter anymore?" Aaron suddenly felt a trance.
After he lifted his body, he suddenly felt a hypoglycemia-like dizziness, which made him tilt forward for half a step. Fortunately, the black cane in his hand provided him with relatively stable support, so that he would not fall to the ground and lose etiquette in front of Evante.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Can my brother still usher in the fate of death? Yes, he... has died once, but he still did something very unfavorable to the empire. Yes... this is the retribution he deserves. Even if the Lord is a girl, Alto should bear death." Aaron said pretending to be "relieve".
"Of course not, not." Seeing that his teacher was a little depressed, Evante quickly turned around in a gentle tone and said:
"The Battle of Kofu was not my complete decision, but Kaygu was a straightforward move. He was loyal to his old father, not an officer I personally promoted. In other words, I actually hoped that he would die in the battle with the unintentional person."
The last half of the words of the Crown Prince Ivant were very low and light, like a muffled whisper from a demon covered with black wings on his back.
Seeing Aaron standing in place, hitting the ground helplessly with his cane, his eyes lost focus, and he stared at the iron bookshelf in front of him in a daze, as well as several literary books placed on it.
Ivant simply no longer upholds the unique sense of mystery and superiority of the nobles, but instead said directly like a real conspirator:
"I mean, I will pardon Yato, as long as he admits after the war that he is a psycho, not a lost person. After all, he helped me solve the unstable factors that threaten my power. Moreover, now, in addition to the city of Sogra, which is loyal to my old father, the legions of other cities are basically under my control. Naturally, you and Kayuksky also have a say."
"You should be a little bit more open. As long as Yato is clear-minded and has a clear mind, what does it matter if he looks like a monster? There are not a few strong imperial soldiers. Didn't the Dark Night Church also have the existence of "Tiger Instincts", "Wolf Instincts" and "Bear Instincts"? Besides, he can fly now. If you don't want him to participate in the military, after the post-war reconstruction is over, you can lead him to a country manor for the rest of your life.
I can make a promise to you that if you succeed in the 'Silent Arrival' operation and you serve as the Prime Minister of the Empire for no less than five years, I will order the 'Old Technology Research Group' to develop a method to transform Ato back into humanity in the technology left over from the Cruzde Empire, as long as you are no longer loyal to the Pope of Hope, but to the Empire and to myself."
"Your Highness." Aaron nodded slightly, forcibly endured the tears, and said:
"I am loyal to the Empire. But Aaron's current situation is sometimes good and sometimes bad, either falling into violence or being mentally confused, and his time of waking is getting less and less. I went to ask Shamon yesterday to ask him to ask him to help him relieve it, but not only did he not help me, he also mocked me and even threatened me with a pistol. He also confiscated one of my "wolf card" pistols under the pretext of disturbing the important experiments of the Empire."
"He also told me that Yato's situation cannot be alleviated by drugs. Only the imperial royal family can contact the "gray blood", the "deep sea source fish", and the magic source potion mixed with the "Sunnichi Spirit Fire" can completely solve the problem, so..."
"So you want me to help, right?" the prince interrupted:
"I remember that the 'Deep Sea Source Fish' is a sequential monster recorded by the organization that has been banned, right? 'MB-1527', a fish with a young body, red face, complete limbs, and black body that grows in the sea water near the saltwater lake and the coast. They have certain intelligence and ability to form teams under certain circumstances and launch an attack on a target. Legend has it that individuals among them can also control the basic magic source power, and are even classified as 'different beasts'."
"For 'Gray Blood', the blood drawn by people with imperial royal blood after entering the state of extreme relaxation under the temptation of magic power or drugs, and then the gray powder substance formed by the burning of the flame magic power. It can calm the mind and dispel the dirt and negative emotions brought by the evil gods and evil souls, and can also dispel the 'sorrow' that permeates the air, achieve the result of 'sorrow reduction', and restore the orderly state."
"'Sunnichi Spirit Fire', I think, it should be deep in the Sunnetsk Palace. Of course, I can send it to me in a few days along the railway line. As long as I use the 'Holy Fire Torch', I believe it can still maintain its original function. If I say so, I should be able to help you obtain all the materials."
With Evant's promise of thorough analysis, Aaron felt a thunderous lingering in his heart, and the black clouds disappeared in an instant, replaced by light, and the light that transcended all sacred things sprinkled towards his almost dry semi-mechanized heart.
After a little thought, Aaron's eyes became bright.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly stepped forward and whispered to Evante and said:
"I am completely loyal to the Empire and to Your Highness. I will send telegrams to the major cities of the Empire tomorrow to announce the determination of the Chekavsk city and myself to fight the Lost. At the same time, I will also write articles to publicly acknowledge my... 'Power', the identity of the 'Power', and serve the Empire."
"Very good." Evant patted Aaron's shoulder with his right hand, feeling the rough touch brought by the cheap fabric of his suit. He smiled and recalled:
"This is my teacher who taught my occult science in the History Department of Zhnetsk University. You were a professor and a professor who was immersed in academic research. I remember that when I was twelve, my father sent me to university study. He believed that my wisdom surpassed that of children of the same period and should receive education as soon as possible.
Little did they know that it was a painful period. To use a proverb story circulating in the Fire Empire, it was as stupid as 'pulling up the seedlings of cereal plants and promoting their rapid growth'. It was you, who took me up at the stars in the endless dark night, relieved my messy thoughts, and even told me a story about a small town of meteorites."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes." Aaron seemed to have returned to that relatively peaceful period through the time transition. As the Purple-clothed Cardinal of the Hope Church, lurking into a human city is not a rare period, but whether he was consciously contacting the crown prince, he should not be willing to admit "existence".
"The story of the meteorite is a bizarre story that happened in Event Leicanon City. It is very interesting. Although it was a story before the New Yuan, the protagonist who came into contact with the meteorite was named Wright, a very familiar name." Aaron sighed in thought.
Just as the two were thinking face to face with each other about the old days, a rapid knock came from the metal door.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, the Empire Professor Shamon requested to see you." The thick voice asked in a standard answer, which was the voice of Evante's personal security personnel.
"Let him in, and," Evante added:
"I informed Kaiwuksky and asked him to wait and report the progress of the Imperial Military Exhibition Hall arranged on the underground three-story underground. I will visit it in the past two days, and there is the golden piano, don't forget."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Immediately after the security personnel responded, the metal door in the wood grain was opened and a sandal in a clean white coat that looked like a repeatedly cleaned.
His exposed skin showed a healthy wheat color and his face showed a twisted "crazy feeling".
One of his eyes was normal brown and the other was dark red, but the whites of the eyes where the dark red eyes were located had completely turned black, and there were still many twisted and winding red blood vessels covered with.
"See Your Highness." Sha Meng bent over after entering the door, covered her chest with her right hand, and saluted respectfully.
After taking advantage of the gap, Ivant crossed his legs, put his left hand on his knees, and his right hand seemed to unconsciously rub the "time wheel watch" that could only be controlled by the royal family, and said with a calm look on his face:
"Is that girl who can sing the 'Song of Confusion' willing to speak now?"
"Of course, I'm in good condition, talking freely, and my mood is very stable. But..." A strange smile with sharp teeth appeared on Shamon's twisted face, and he said:
"Why is Aaron, a cowardly old guy, a stupid non-human being here? Is your younger brother okay? If you are still learning the weak and screaming, why don't you send it to me. I have learned a lot of the teacher's skills and can help him transform."
Chapter completed!