Chapter 198

The gate opened as sol approached, and the rusted metal rotated to reveal a small lobby, not far from the entrance of the archives.

Then the gate closed quietly behind him, and he crossed the threshold and waved, and the marks in the wall lamp stand burned on the surrounding wall.

The plaster has cracked in many places, leaving only faded memories of the murals on it.

The ceramic tiles inlaid on the floor are also difficult to identify, which are almost polished and colorless by the passage of generations.

It used to be a meditation room in an ancient monastery, only for senior priests, but now it is used by the star Knight battle order as another purpose.

There is no superfluous furnishings here, only a round table and two opposite high backed chairs around. On the table is a dusty thick book.

Sol leaned his sword against the back of his chair, sat down and looked at the picture book thoughtfully.

It looks simple and plain, with only one number [Xi] on it.

This is an extremely ancient book, which was brought out from a very mysterious place by the plasma of the 11th Legion. It is named the book of the dead, and it is also the only Legion relic preserved by side.

But at present, only members of the association are eligible to read this book.

Just as sol raised his eyes, an existence appeared opposite like a ghost.

It is very tall and has a sharp metal shell. In the flicker of fire, it is like suede. It is full of traces due to long and ruthless years.

Before sol spoke, the other party spoke first.

"You're here again."

"No, I just came."

Sol smiled, stretched out a rough hand and began to read the ancient book whose thickness was almost the length of his palm.

"Why did you do that? They are of no use to you."

"Habits."

Sol continued, sliding the pages with his skillful fingers and turning them together with exaggeration.

"Those contents, they are the same."

The ancient said calmly.

"It doesn't matter which one you look at."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. Every decision will have consequences."

"Yes, but you have made a choice - you just need to admit it to yourself."

Sol picked up the book with his hand and turned it upside down. Suddenly, the original descriptive text turned into a picture. A crow sat on a broken skull with sharp claws deep into the bone.

"Shadow."

Then he turned another page, which turned into a hooded God of death, dressed in rags and holding a sickle.

This is the true power of the book of the dead - prophecy.

The obscure words above are just some kind of messy arrangement. Only by finding the law can we see its true face.

But just seeing the pictures is not enough. How to interpret them and know the relationship between them is only understood by friar Sid - at least on the surface.

Friar said was not surprised that sol could interpret the pictures in the book.

"What happened in the past cannot be changed."

He said solemnly.

"We have discussed it many times."

"Please accommodate me."

Sol leaned back with his hands crossed on his legs. Friar Sid looked at him and asked in a low voice:

"Then why did you come? Did anyone disturb your sadness?"

"I want to find the answer, as always."

Sol straightened his back.

"I seek your wisdom, your opinion."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid."

"What is the cause of your fear?"

"Failed."

Sol simply responded.

"Not death?"

"If I die, I will have no regrets. Living in failure is torture."

"If you know you can't beat that person, but your regret will be short, does it reassure you? Even it may be a fleeting opportunity."

"There is no difference between a moment and infinity."

Sol cleared his throat.

"We don't have much time. If you have a plan, you must expose it now."

"If I tell you, I'm just resigned to fate?"

"If you don't win, everything will be cursed."

"What will you pay for it?"

Friar said, focusing his attention on sol.

"Everything to me."

"You've given."

"My death."

"Where's your soul?"

"Such a thing no longer exists."

"Allow me to express a little metaphysically. What is the value of your soul to you?"

"I don't understand the problem."

For the first time, sol felt uneasy under friar Sid's invisible examination, and he began to think about something again.

"I --"

Suddenly, the bell on the table rang, which meant that a third person entered the secret space. Sol quickly closed the book of the dead on the table.

Then sosh, dressed in a robe, came in with a wooden box in his arms.

"It seems that our war commander found something."

Sol in the chair turned with a smile and watched soshyan walk quickly to the table, and then put the wooden box on the table.

"What are you going to tell us?"

"A discovery, a major discovery."

Soshyang, who had not slept all night, opened the wooden box, then took out his notebook and spread it on the table.

"This is my father's research note. Guess what I found?"

"When did you start to like to sell off?"

Friar said in a mocking voice.

"Well, let me get this straight. I read these notes unintentionally. As a result, I found that our family may be related to the planet ulano. An ancestor once went to ulano as a member of the expeditionary army!"

Soshyan opened his notebook and handed it to sol.

After the other party looked at it for a while, he also gave a low shout.

"Indeed."

"Then I read the following notes again. The general idea is that before the thirtieth ancestor, the generations of the family have been trying to return to ulano. What do they intend to look for? Ulano still exists until the end of the second beast war, but ulano has disappeared from his original position by the thirtieth ancestor!"

"Disappeared?"

Sol raised his head and looked at friar Sid.

"What do you think?"

"How can a planet disappear unless it is completely destroyed, but if it is completely destroyed, there should be debris."

Sid turned to soshyan.

"Did your ancestors mention this?"

"As mentioned, the thirtieth ancestors specially went to ulano's original galaxy to investigate. There was no trace, not even planetary debris. It completely disappeared out of thin air."

"That means."

"It was hidden."

Sol took the message from friar side.

"Hiding a whole planet, such a means..."

He thought for a moment, raised the palm of his right hand and put up three fingers.

"In the Empire, there are no more than three forces that can do this, either the Tara palace, the trial court, or..."

Sol and soshyan looked at each other, while friar side sank slightly.

"Mechanical education!"

The next second, the three said the name in unison.