"...New rebels, war of restoration, the war of hatred turns into flames in the town. Wings of truth, Sword of Revenge, victory is far from the end..."
Adesh slowly walked among the crowd under the audience. The citizens who had not bought tickets could only stand here in crowds, but their enthusiasm could not be blocked by this simple environment. They were blushing with excitement, and they waved their hands desperately to the soldiers in the distance.
"Son! That's my son! Did you see it? It's right there! In the square of the third column!" The excited parents narrowed their eyes. Once they saw their children, they couldn't help dancing and excitedly pointed at the others.
"Brother!" Even the childish shouts looked particularly cute at this time.
But all this has nothing to do with Adeshill.
"...Traitor..." The young girl following Princess Dragon couldn't help but curse her from her cloak. The wound on her body was nothing serious under the treatment of the Dragon God Sacrifice where the Wings were - after all, it was just some terrifying skin injuries.
Most of the people here at this time were dark-haired and dark-eyed Nanling people. As soon as they saw the scene of them cheering for the invaders, Cecivenna couldn't help but want to pull out the dagger from her armpit.
However, her shaking left hand was suddenly held by Edishil. Princess Dragon shook her head gently: "Wenna, this is not their fault. When most of them were born, they were under the management of the rulers of the empire."
"So short-lived species are all ungrateful..." Cecivenna complained subconsciously.
"Don't forget, my father you admire the most is also a short-lived person..." Adeshel pointed out lightly.
"…ah…” Cecivenna was stunned for a moment, "Sorry, Miss, I didn't mean it..."
Edishil shook his head, but continued to look at the new model military formation that had been walking through the distance, while talking about other topics: "Cessivina, do you know 'metabolism'?"
"xinchendaixi? What's this..." Cecivenna was stunned for a moment.
Seeing Cecivenna's appearance, Edishil couldn't help but smile bitterly. Sure enough, it seemed that except for Yiwen Ian and his technical department, others did not even have this concept.
"... Then let's put it another way." Adeshel thought for a while, "Do you know Cecivenna? Does the mammoth dragon beast actually have a 'complete memory'?"
"'Complete Memory'? I know, what is 'Complete Memory'?"
"I will never forget it, I will never forget it. As long as what happened, I will definitely remember it for a lifetime until I die - but because the mammoth dragon beast cannot speak, no one can know whether this is true."
Cecivenna looked puzzled: "Can't confirm it? Then why are you..."
However, Edishil gently pointed on Miss Green Knight's lips: "It is a very painful thing to have complete memory: because happiness is always the happiest to experience for the first time; and pain is the more repeated it is, the more painful it is. Therefore, the mammoth dragon beast always looks sad."
"Miss Aider, why do you mean this..." Cecivenna nodded in a daze, half-understanding or not, but her heart was full of doubts.
As Edishir said, his mind couldn't help but look like Ivan Ian said these words, and subconsciously imitated his tone: "Wenna... Actually, she has a long life span. For the Nanling society, it is like those melancholy mammoth dragon beasts. They have lost their fighting spirit of progress because they have lived too long and are numb to all happy things. And because they have lived too long, they cannot forget the pain like ordinary Nanling people, so they are still creating pain and spreading pain."
"…!" Cecivenna was stunned, "Your Highness... Do you want to say that our unforgettable loyalty to the Empire are all things that should be forgotten?! The Empire has invaded our country... Our nation, do we just watch it like this?!"
"...Calm down, Wenna!" Adeshel quickly looked around, but it seemed that everyone else was immersed in the atmosphere of the military parade and did not notice them. "Wenna, what do you think is the symbol of a country? Is it the ruler who ruled the country? Or the nation that formed the country?"
Adeshel asked a question, but before the Green Knight Girl could answer, she had already given the answer first: "It's culture! It's a sense of identity!"
"Look at the people around us, the clothes they wear and the language they use. They call themselves Nanling people, but they are still celebrating the kingdom's festival. Wenna, open your eyes and take a look. Nanling did not die with the kingdom's death. If your loyalty is dedicated to me, then please consider me carefully. If your loyalty is dedicated to the kingdom, then the kingdom has now been destroyed. If your loyalty is dedicated to the Nanling, then open your eyes and take a good look! What exactly is the one that makes up Nanling!"
Cecivenna raised her head blankly and looked at the boiling people around her. The expression on her face was out of place with them, because her existence was so out of place with them. Not long ago, she had a murderous intention towards them.
"It's human... Cecivenna..." Adeshel sighed softly, with tears in his eyes, "Wenna, it's over, it's all over, the dynasty of the immortal species, the kingdom of the dragon god, has long since lost its meaning of existence. Our immortal species has been too disconnected from this world, and has not yet realized that the meaning of the battle has ended, and no one will even remember hatred - except for us cancer cells, the unhappy mammoth dragon beast."
"For the people of Nanling today, we have inexplicably destroyed the executioners, terrorists, murderers who live peacefully, rather than just restorers. The orthodox royal family owned the orthodox royal family - the people of Nanling have given up the old era and chose a new future, and destroyed us through the new model army with their own hands. Cecivenna, can't you understand?"
"The Long Ge royal family, the daughter of the royal family, and other things, except for the immortal rebels who are like the sword of revenge that takes you into the city, there are not many people in Nanling who care about it! In any case, we are just rebels! The fantasy of raising our arms and shouting like my grandmother, and the mountains and seas responding is completely impossible!"
Cecivenna's lips trembled and she let go of her hands that had been on the dagger.
Adeshire couldn't help but wipe her tears. She finally convinced her closest friend. To be honest, she was very scared and scared. If Cecivenna was like the open-minded commander of the Sword of Revenge, she decided to fight to the death with the ruler of the empire, seeking less than one thousand possibility, and assassinate the entire family of the Nanling Grand Duke at the same time, and then take advantage of the turbulent chaos in the Nanling River to wait for an opportunity to support Adeshire to establish a new dynasty.
Fortunately, Cecivenna does not have such foresight, such courage and courage, and she does not have the absolute belief that she must realize her ideal even if she destroys the entire Nanling.
Today is the day of the Sword of Revenge. Because Edishir begged at the combat meeting, all the young people in the Wing were fired as the next rebellion and did not participate in the attack. She begged Cecivenna to take her out, not to inform Ivan Ian, but to wait for it with her own eyes.
The destruction of the sword of revenge that came out of its nest.
In the gambling field, everyone understands that there is less than one-tenth of the winning rate, but they are all betting that they will not be that nine out of tenths - but how ridiculous, if everyone can become that one-tenth, then is the probability meaningful?
With a vague and uncertain luck, why do you think people believe in you so much and think that they are the real blessings of God?
Then he laughed and threw himself into hell.
“Compassion is not empathy.” “Improper hope brings despair.” “Simply having love and hormones is not enough to save the world.”
Every word of Yiwen Ian expands in Adeshire's mind, so Adeshire doesn't decide to act. She plans to give Nanling the last chance to live and also give herself a chance to verify Yiwen Ian's teachings - everyone is looking forward to such an ending, so she is powerless to stop it.
Only then did she truly understand her paleness and powerlessness, and more realized the value of "power" in Yiwen Yian's mouth.
“…For Silver Rose and the Emperor, for Nanling and Ainolia…”
Archbishop of Nanling, Yarlin, looked at the parade, wearing a handsome uniform and singing military songs, and in an orderly queue, taking strange but powerful steps, the new model army, couldn't help but curl his lips.
To be honest, Yarlin doesn't understand military affairs very much, but from his point of view, the neat uniforms and square formations of the new model army, compared with the Nanling Legion, the family emblems or battle flags of each family made the colorful square formations. Although it really looks pleasing to the eye, its protection ability is obviously much weaker.
Of course, for him, the Archbishop, no matter how good this kind of thing is, the most unbearable thing he cannot bear is that-
Such a handsome new model military song, there is no mention of the blessings of the gods!
How can this be done?! How can this be done?! Among all the regular military songs of the Empire, there are those who dare not mention the emperor and the Empire - the Paladins of their church - but there are absolutely no ones who dare not mention the gods and the church! Absolutely!
So Yarlin almost rushed up to Yiwen Ian's back, but when he thought that the little jazz from the Silver Rose family did not kick himself away immediately after asking the Holy City for the Archbishop's veto order, he still sorted out his expression and smiled.
"Mr. Ian, I heard that the lyrics of this new model army were written by you?"
Yiwen Ian subconsciously turned his head and looked at Yarlin sitting behind him. Archbishop Nanling was also a powerful man no matter how he said he was. As long as he didn't plan to break up with the church, something as important as a ceremony would be a symbolic invitation.
However, it seems that our Archbishop Allin is overwhelmed with some self-satisfaction. He dared to come after the church attacked the Duke's Mansion. The reason why Yiwen Ian did not kick him away immediately was because he could not find a suitable candidate after breaking up with the sect.
Compared to a strange opponent who is unable to be cunning and cunning, he has been a archbishop in Nanling for several times, not only for his contributions but at least for his unsuccessful mistakes, he at least looks much more pleasing to the eye.
So I knew very well that the attack at the Duke's Mansion was Ivan Ian, who was organized privately by the Holy See. He did not look at Yarlin like he did during the negotiations, and asked with a kind look: "Yes, is there any problem? Archbishop Yarlin?"
"Well, it sounds like this song does not mention the gods and the church?" Yarlin said to Ivan Ian, who had been younger than him for several rounds, in a negotiated tone. "Sir Ian, your church has been approved not long ago? So, as a member of the church priest, how could you forget to add prayers to the gods to the lyrics?"
Yiwen Ian was stunned. He stared at Yarlin for a long time until he saw the inexplicable Yarlin so hard that he had not stopped.
He really didn't expect that Yarlin actually made this request.
Seeing his face full of wrinkles and smiling with a beautiful and beautiful face, he really regarded Yiwen Ian as a devoted person to the church. He is just a little troublesome in the church?!
Yiwen Ian looked speechless. As the Archbishop of Yarlin, there was no news that the Pope Hall planned to break with Nanling. Once the church and Nanling fell into a state of war, he would definitely become the first victim of the church when he was caught off guard.
However, as the saying goes, don't hit people with a smile, Yiwen Ian smiled back and nodded:
"Okay, I'll add it afterwards."
After Yiwen Ian agreed, he turned around and threw this promise that was impossible to fulfill, but he said it again-
If the Church of Gods finally shrinks its eggs, what's the point of adding a few lyrics? (To be continued.)