In the forest near the lake, along the hillside, there are scattered wooden buildings. Their style is beautiful, and they are hidden under the campanula trees, allowing the mottled shadows of the trees to shine on them.
In a classroom that is no longer in use, several wooden chairs and tables are scattered around. Judging from the rounded corners and the dust remaining in the gaps between the corners, they must have been used for many years.
With a creak, the classroom door opened, and a man wearing a hooded robe walked in. He held a book in one hand, pushed up the glasses in front of his nose with the other hand, and then found a seat with a good view to sit casually. Down.
After waiting for a while, another guest arrived. She was wearing a close-fitting black wizard robe with a slit at the waist, revealing a lot of fair skin and showing off her plump figure.
The two seemed to know each other. They nodded briefly and sat aside. The mature woman took off her wizard hat, covered her face, and took a nap against the bench.
Then several more people came one after another until the eighth person came in, glanced around the classroom, then closed the door and sat at the table.
"It's pretty good this time. All the rare things are here." He has short hair as golden as the sun.
"Is there something wrong with Alder? I summoned everyone this time and specifically said not to let others know." The scholar who came first spoke.
"There are some things I need to discuss with everyone." This sage in white robes has an indescribable leadership temperament that makes people willing to listen to his opinions.
"A few months ago, you should have heard the speech of the Star Witch." He was talking about Lorraine Hill's proposal at the Sage Meeting.
"I know." Several people nodded, and then one of them spoke.
"But I care more about the witch's appearance and intelligence. Are all witches so beautiful and smart?" He unintentionally revealed his preference.
"It's true that when it comes to beauty, according to records, witches seem to be quite beautiful. But it's not necessarily true when it comes to wisdom." One of the witches said in a lazy tone, as if she hadn't woken up yet.
"Some witches are like children who don't grow up. They are always willful and unreasonable."
"Haha, I have heard the older generation of sages complain about this before." Because it was not a formal meeting, the few people were quite relaxed and casual.
After laughing, one of the sages spoke again, "However, witches do have the confidence to be willful. Only with this strength can they refuse to grow up and be their willful selves."
"So, is there something going on this time, Alder?" After deviating for a while, the topic finally turned around again.
"Yes." Yard nodded.
"I didn't know much about this witch in the past, so I went to Crancia to do a lot of research during this period. I visited Verga, the Sanctuary, and the Gufia Grassland." He said these things. Over the past month, my whereabouts.
"Do you have any findings and conclusions? You have always been so serious and you are really capable of action." An old sage looked at Alder. Although this junior was younger than him, in terms of prestige, he was far superior to him. She is one of the top ones even in the Society of Sages.
"That witch probably didn't lie. These are her sincere words." Alder spoke again, and then took out a rolled piece of paper from his clothes, with a map of Crancia drawn on it, and a lot of text on the side. description.
"She does have sincerity and wisdom, which are precious qualities. Although emotionally, perhaps because of her young age, she is not too mature, but compared to those indifferent ancient witches, I think everyone will prefer this one.
." Although Yard himself is not interested in so-called beauty and emotions, he is aware of the destructive power of these things on other people.
"Well, it's hard for people to refute this. But since we have known each other for so many years, you should also know that we will not agree or follow her ideas for this reason."
"I am no longer that impulsive young man, haha." The old sage stroked his beard and smiled vigorously.
"I understand, but what about this report." As he spoke, Alder took out a piece of paper again, in which he described what he saw and heard in neat and detailed notes, and a memory gem was attached next to it.
"This is the observation report of the 'Virtual Electricity Shuttler' Shulotel. This special existence among sages, he broke through the shackles of the world with the help of the holy object 'Nightport Melia' and went to the outside world. Traveling through the starry sky
After nearly 50 years, I just returned to Ivar’s world earlier this year.”
"The power of 'Nightport Melia' can protect his ghost body, allowing him to remain himself even if he stays in the subspace for a long time. And with the help of this transcendent speed, he can finally see the stars.
scene in."
"Although this is just a small attempt, after the passing of the time witch, this is also the furthest exploration we can carry out."
"And in his observations and reports, some of the contents coincide with that of the witch." The sage looked at the people who were gradually becoming serious, paused for a moment, and then put the page up for everyone to see.
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In June of the 37th year, I changed direction again and sailed towards a huge and crimson sun.
In February of the 39th year, it is difficult to describe it in words. I can only say that I saw the most horrifying scene in the world.
Those shadows of chaos are like densely packed soldier ants. They sweep through the empty void and move in one direction. The silent wailing among them makes me feel twisted and frightened even if they are far apart.
Even in the empty starry sky and the Sea of Nothingness, the number of these chaotic phantoms is still staggering, large enough to submerge several Ivar worlds. If all this is true, then hundreds of years ago, the time witch Dorothy
The expectation is true.
It's a pity that she was not able to observe such a large scale back then, otherwise she would have left an image record.
After a month of observation and comparison, I finally determined that their goal was to head towards the world of Ivar.
There may be a slight deviation in the middle, but they can always be adjusted slowly, as if there is something here that attracts them.
At first I didn't know what it was until later.
In October of the 44th year, a brilliant and sacred brilliance came from the world of Ivar. Even though it was so far away, I could feel it. A small star with golden flames flashed away in the world of Ivar. If you follow the speed of light
To estimate, this may have happened 5-6 years ago.
According to the current moving speed of these phantoms, they will arrive in Ivar's world in about 100 years, which is really a happy and sad thing.
Fortunately, I saw this in advance, but sadly, I only had 100 years to prepare.
For this reason, I had to dive into the subspace with all my strength, return to this former home, and tell my old friends this painful news.——Virtual Electric Journey, Shulotel.
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"That is to say, in about 100 years, the disaster of chaos will inevitably come again, and the way will be across the galaxy. Is Dorothy's hypothesis true?"
"Yes, although Dorothy's approach back then was a bit extreme, the goal may have been right." The old sage sighed.
"Had it not been for those wizards in Oz who went astray and used the secret technique of Ajaka, the Sages would actually have remained neutral at that time and not interfered."
"It's just that what happened later became unbearable. If Aijika's secret technique is allowed to spread, it will be no different from the advent of chaos."
"And this also caused the tragedy later on. The witches also complained about the Sage Society. Even if it was not our fault, they lost a lot of favor."
"Now only the Star Witch, who saved Lurna and brought the Sun Crown to come, dares to boldly revive this plan."
Several people discussed in low voices, then picked up the memory gem and looked at the scene inside.
After a while, several people started discussing again.
"Can those roving dragons on the periphery of the galaxy resist these phantoms of chaos?" one of them asked luckily.
"It's unlikely. If it's a small-scale existence, with the Dragon of Destruction sitting in charge, Ivar's world can be guaranteed to be worry-free. But with such a large-scale existence, those dragon legions can't resist it."
"Besides, after a long time, their number has been reduced, and the remnants of these ancient people are now slowly coming to an end."
"What about the 'Angel Legion'? Those angels with wings on their backs are the most loyal followers of the Sun Crown."
"You have to ask the popes of the 'Sacred Realm'. They are the only ones who still have some connections with the heaven."
"I have already asked about the heavenly realm." Yard spoke again.
"Unfortunately, since that year, the heaven has entered a state of slumber, and all the angels no longer respond, as if they have entered a state of sleep."
"So, we cannot place our hopes on the legacy of these predecessors." Yalder knocked on the table.
"It is urgent to integrate the power of the entire world."
"But, Alder, you have to understand that this will not happen overnight, nor can it be achieved with a simple sentence."
"Countless conflicts will arise from this. Behind the glorious righteousness that unifies everything, there is an extremely violent process. Because people are naturally like this and do not want to surrender."
"Even if you put the facts in front of you, as long as the pain and suffering have not yet occurred, they will doubt and disbelieve." The scholar pressed his glasses and analyzed with calm words.
"Yes, but what about that? Are you willing to just sit back and wait for the worst outcome to come?" Yarde's eyes slowly swept across the crowd.
These sages were all familiar to him, and they were also people he could trust and entrust, so he summoned these people together.
The classroom was quiet, everyone was silent.
They are not impulsive and simple-minded people. As the most knowledgeable and wise people among human beings, these sages know better than ordinary people what they will offer in the future if they agree now.
That is not only reputation, energy and time, but also your own life and even the future of billions of people.
Change means fighting, fighting means war, and the war sweeping the world means extremely terrifying trials. And no one can guarantee that the world after true unity will be what they want.
Looking back on the past, the Mercury Dynasty briefly unified the entire world. Even the far East obeyed the will of this powerful dynasty.
But is such a dynasty really good? It is just the product of a high-pressure environment, and the internal conflicts that are constantly accumulating finally cannot be suppressed one day, and it falls apart.
The necromancers of the dynasty were liquidated, countless high-ranking officials were executed, and the descendants of those heroes had to travel far away, and finally settled on a desolate island.
After a long silence, the old sage stood up. He looked up at the old wooden boards on the ceiling, and then touched the worn and broken wooden chair next to him.
"You know, Alder. I once took classes here, almost a hundred years ago." His voice was full of memories.
"I was still a student at that time, very young. The teacher at that time was the person who later led me into the Sage Society, Mr. Grant."
"Mr. Grant is a forest elf. He was already over 600 years old at that time, which is extremely old even among elves."
"But he was still very energetic. During the break before get out of class, he sat by the window sill, looking at the yellow camphor trees in bloom outside, and telling stories about his youth."
"He is a veteran of the Green Empire. He participated in the war between the Green Empire and the Kingdom of Oz in the past, and witnessed the fall of that powerful magical country. Countless knowledgeable mages were put on the execution ground, and these wise minds were chopped off with cheap side knives.
Down, rolled down into the muddy water."
"Having knowledge is a wonderful thing and can give us many advantages."
"And this advantage, over time, will make people feel a certain way."
"I am different from others. I should be nobler than the farmers in the fields. I can't do menial work. I want to live a decent life. I should be a leader."
"This is a very scary thought, because you put your own knowledge above everything else and think that as long as you master the truth, others must respect and obey you."
"Do excellent people and powerful people have to be in high positions? Whether it is to use a machete to force others' recognition, or to use practical actions to convince others of their trust, they are actually two completely different paths."
"The logic of the former is rough and simple, making it easy for people to understand, while the latter is chaotic and makes it difficult to find a practical way."
"So, most people end up going to the former, because I am stronger than you and I can kill you, so you must obey my will."
"This is indeed an easy thing. But the price is that as the country and the whole become larger and larger, this high-pressure system will become more and more fragile until the day it collapses."
"Although truth is beautiful, if it does not benefit me, it is just useless paper. Power is exciting, but if it makes me suffer, then I will curse it with all my strength."
"What can truly conquer people, what makes people willingly kneel down and obey it. It is never truth or power, but tangible benefits, benefits that can make you sigh, so peaceful, real and beautiful."
"If you want everyone to be integrated together, then you have to show a beautiful world that is real and true."
"If you just try to use so-called righteousness to force you, then in the end it will just be a tragedy all over again."
