Chapter 465 Witness
"Misunderstanding! They are all misunderstandings!" the man shouted hurriedly.
"Jacques, you are familiar with me. How could I attack you? I was going to guard the rift. If something came out of it, I was naturally worried that it would be someone from the Mithril Club. It would be normal to take action first, it is all a misunderstanding!"
Jacques didn't need Fat Orange's help, and waved his hand and used his mental power to capture all the metal fragments. A bunch of big and small pieces floated in front of him. Then, despite François' begging for mercy, he began to splice these metal fragments in the air.
It turned out that when Fatty Jue passed through the crack, a beam of source energy shot towards her. Although it could not cause damage to Fatty Jue, it was comparable to a master's attack. If an ordinary energy shaping player was hit by this, life and death would be unpredictable!
Fatty Ju naturally fought back, but he also showed mercy. The attacks that rebounded fell to the source of the attack, a magical item held by François.
The thing exploded after one blow, and at the same time it hit François at the bottom of the funnel vortex. The powerful suction force nailed him firmly to the bottom and could not move. As a result, countless holes were cut by the fragments of the magical object.
This is the scene that Sandra saw.
François begged for a while and finally found that one more person came out of the rift. His face immediately changed drastically and he said, "Jacques! Jacques! Behind you, the people from the Mithril Club! Secret... It turns out that you know each other and they have colluded together..."
"Don't..." Jacques said while assembling the fragments: "Don't say that, whoever colludes with whom will still say it's certain!"
"Miss Sandra, this is Mr. François, perhaps you are more familiar with his title, His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince of the Empire of Sethus."
"Jacques! You..." François was furious.
"Wow!" Sandra covered her face and exclaimed after learning about the other party's identity.
Jacques was still fiddling with the fragments, and even the other three girls were attracted to splicing the fragments with him.
"Your Highness, this person is not the one you are waiting for, right? Can I guess? 24 years ago, did your father wait for the person he agreed to? Maybe 50 years ago your grandfather met that person, and the descendants of Xisa and Shima Tetsuo's successor made a new agreement here to continue to be at peace for 25 years. Am I right?"
"You...how did you know!" François was angry.
Sandra was confused.
Jacques fiddled with a severely deformed fragment and tried to restore it to its original form, "Oh, by the way, in fact, what I colluded with with you is only a branch of the Mithril Club, so if the code is wrong, you will still bombard someone because you can't figure out whether the person comes with a space folding device, right?
I guess that only the secret of the space folding instrument is known by the lineage that colluded with the Xissa royal family, but you dare not bet. The meaning of the royal family still exists safely is to guard this place, and you cannot make mistakes.
Wait, I guessed wrong. Your father might have met the visitor from the Mithril Club back then. Let me think about who died in that trial? Sandra, do you remember?"
Sandra had no choice but to answer: "I'm actually not familiar with the affairs of the association. You know, a lot of my energy is devoted to the affairs of the Silver Dragon Kingdom. If they weren't too wasteful..."
Jacques said, "I remember that the one who died came here instead of Comey. The disciple of the Great Elder lineage, Comey was injured by my father. Let me guess there are three possibilities.
The first person died elsewhere in the trial space.
The second person may not know the deal between you, so since he has come here and cannot make a new covenant, he can only die.
The last possibility was that he came with the task of forming an alliance, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted to be evil and he died, but the other party had no idea that the space folding device was needed.
However, the biggest advantage here is that this is a closed environment, no one knows what happened, and no one knows whether the person who is on the task has come here. Therefore, the huge uncertainty has allowed you to master some overwhelming power and begin to break the rules unscrupulously!
Power leads to corruption, absolute power leads to absolute corruption!
Fatty, I remember right?"
Fatty Ju talked in the terrified eyes of François and Sandra.
"Yes, it's just that it's not appropriate to use it here. You should say that power and desire come from violence. After the violence expands, power and desire are also expanding, and neither moral nor contract can limit them.
If I guess correctly, every person who becomes the president of the Mithril Society can only leave after negotiations with the representatives of the Xisa royal family.
However, in the past century, after the Xisa royal family obtained a magical item that allowed the shaping power to explode the attack power of the master, the balance began to tilt. The royal family wanted to solve the problem once and for all.
The negotiations need not continue. You just need to kill the Mirsier representatives who came here. But maybe your idea was guessed by the Mirsier Society, and maybe the inheritance of the Mirsier Society's space folding instrument has long been broken, so you have intercepted several Mirsier representatives, but none of them have reached the Space Folding instrument."
Jaco added: "François, if you get the space folding device, will you destroy it directly so that you won't be taken out and discovered by Shaw."
François nodded weakly and said, "You guessed everything, I didn't expect it. You can guess so much with this information."
"Because I almost came here as a representative of the Mithril Club. Are you right, Miss Sandra, who would win if I participated in the various meridian competitions?" Jacques asked.
Sandra replied, "It's you, we can't beat you."
Jacques shrugged, "Look, even the acquaintance winner, and she, the winner, don't know the so-called space folding instrument. I guess this means that only some people in the Mithril Club know the agreement to balance each other with the royal family.
However, those people did not bring space folding devices when they came here for some reason, which made the most noble royals have to come here to take risks in person again and again.
Oh, no! It's no longer a risk, but a gilded one.
Every future emperor needs to come here to gilt once. Only those who have taken risks for the world are qualified to take that position. Perhaps this is the tacit understanding between the major priests and the royal family of Westerners."
François smiled and said, "Actually, it's quite boring to say everything out. The royal family can talk to the major priests not just because we have kept here!
As you said earlier, only by having 'violence' is the basis for maintaining power. Our royal family has lost the world's number one force threatening hand and can still survive, thanks to the support of the legion, not just relying on the small means here."
Looking at Jacques walking step by step, François's tone that had returned to calm suddenly became anxious: "Hey, you don't really want to kill me, right? This is not good for you. Although you have seen through the transaction between us and the Mithril Club, so what?
When the new Mithrillan President takes office, he will only remember his agreement with us in his heart and help each other. Therefore, every Mithrillan President can only take our consent to that position.
These are already unchangeable history! If you kill me, it will not be changed!"
Jacques smiled, stretched out a hand, grabbed François's shoulder, and swung him hard, then pulled him out of the bottom of the spiral funnel and shoved him back near the rift. "Nothing, I just want to be a new witness to the alliance between the Royal Family of the West and the future president of the Mithril Society."
Chapter completed!