Chapter 918

At night, I wake up.

At the beginning of sublimation, the consciousness is confused, immersed in the source, and can only feel the endless light and heat impact on the soul, as if all the prayers and curses in the world are poured into the mind.

These days lasted for a long time, but in the muddle of chaos, in countless tearing consciousness of the divine whistling, "I" gradually, bit by bit to find their own name.

——I'm the emperor, I'm the Lord of the hergamos Empire, I'm the head of the diamond family, I'm the one who exterminates the orcs and suppresses all the darkness. I once killed the enemy in the battlefield and broke the army alone. I'm one of the most powerful legends in the world.

——I am Israel Diamond. I am the successor of the God of justice and power. At the beginning of the era of falling stars, I was the one who ascended to God as a human being.

[I am a strong man]

All the information is gradually clear in the memory. Immersed in the endless impact of information, I have regained my self cognition. As an individual, "Israel" has gradually regained his self - but just because of this, more heavy and obscure questions come one after another than "who am I".

——I am the successor of the God of justice and power, the guardian of civilization, the creator, maintainer and improver of order. All these are my identity and the most important step in my self cognition.

So.

What is justice?

Power, what is it?

What is the civilization of order.

When the problem comes to my mind, endless confusion arises.

——What is justice, the consensus among the majority?

——What is power? Is the strong oppressing the weak?

——What is the civilization of order? Is it the strong cutting off the weak, the majority subduing the minority, and the truth conquering ignorance?

For a moment, I was speechless and unable to answer. Things that were too erratic could not be used as answers. The more I thought about these aspects, the more I felt that my consciousness drifted away and I was in a trance. The soul named "Israel" wandered in the infinite flame and gradually sank into the eternal light.

If ordinary people are like this, they will gradually be assimilated by the warm flame, sink quietly in the ocean of flame, and become part of the eternal and infinite source.

But the walls of memory, faith and will block the assimilation of the flame, and the brilliance that forms the core of my faith shines, which awakens the trance soul.

——Wake up, Israel. You have already got answers to these questions, and you firmly believe in them.

Remember.

Therefore, "I" recalled the past, and the images of the long past came to my mind, which made me feel as if I had gone back to that innocent and simple time more than 40 years ago, when I didn't know the suffering of the world at all.

It was the end of 799, the year of decline.

At that time, I was young, my father and brother were there, my mother was gentle and kind, my ministers were polite, and the communication between the nobles was elegant and proper. The residents of the imperial capital lived in peace and contentment, lived a good life, and knew nothing about hardships.

At that time, I firmly believed in justice and justice, glory and code, I firmly believed that the army was the iron fist to protect the people, the nobles were the strong shield to protect the civilians, I firmly believed that there would be rewards for sacrifice, there would be gains for giving, strong Knights sheltered the weak people, led the civilization to open up territory in the black forest, Even higher than life.

At that time, I was so proud and proud that I was born in the royal family. I thought I was the guardian of all the people, which was my natural mission.

——But I was wrong.

At that time, I was so naive and simple, and my faith was so weak and ridiculous. As a prince, I was born in a deep palace and raised in the hands of a woman. My father was the emperor of the Empire, the head of Wancheng power, and my mother was a frontier nobleman. After mastering the lifeline of the border, my brother was the crown prince of the Empire. I won the trust of the ministers, and I would be a king of Ming Dynasty.

Being in such a garden and greenhouse, my future is naturally full of light, glory and praise. They have educated me to be the most noble knight, and I don't know the sufferings of the people and the sorrow of the farmers. Those are not the things I need to know. As the second son of the imperial family, I just need to become a strong man and guard my elder brother in the future, Protecting the glory of blood and inheriting the family name make the name of delmond shine like a flawless diamond.

I thought this was my future.

——Wrong - all wrong.

It all started in the afternoon at the end of 799. In the decadent year, the emperors sang mournful songs, all the flags fell, and the palace of Morley palace was covered with a bloody shadow. The biggest disaster of the hergamos empire in more than 700 years came - the orcs gathered all the elite and strong men, raided the fortress of Thomas gorge Valley on the border of the Empire, and the Imperial Emperor who inspected it died on the spot, The imperial prince who supervised the army in the rear fortress was assassinated by the "Orc strongman".In the palace, the shadow rises and falls. The eldest princess is too sad to lock the door for three days. When she opens the door again, she has become a corpse. In less than half a week, the queen loses her husband, her eldest son and her eldest daughter. She becomes crazy and is forced to go to the deep palace. Almost instantly, she loses her "second son" protected by her parents, brothers and sisters, In this way, he was forced to take over the flag of "revenge" and was sent to the front line by the "grieving" ministers and nobles to face the enemy with the orc King's elite army.

The strong and the weak, the strong and the weak, the good and the evil... Everything is reversed in an instant. When I leave the imperial capital with a small group of knights in confusion, I will be met by the "green blood disaster" which is coming down from the high plains of tatarus.

At that time, I didn't understand intrigue. My heart was filled with the anger of justice and full of the spark of revenge. I firmly believed that this war would be won and the Empire would be able to drive out foreign enemies and carry forward the national power. I could also avenge my parents and brothers and comfort their spirits in heaven.

Until the reality smashes the fantasy.

The burning anger was completely extinguished by the freezing water.

Riding with the knights on the road leading to the front line, I saw a village.

There was no village left in the burned ruins. When the villagers in humble clothes heard the footsteps of the knights, they ran away like frightened birds. They looked humble and ridiculous in fear. The knights on their sides laughed rudely. But my heart suddenly fell into an ice cave after a moment of doubt.

——This is within the Empire, far from the front line; This is the hinterland of the Empire. There are no orcs; This is within the territory of the Empire. There is no enemy's rear area. In this case, why are there imperial villages burned down and imperial people displaced?!

I roared angrily and wanted to ask the villagers. But when the villagers saw me coming, they knelt down in despair and closed their eyes. It seemed that they were not the knights who protected them, but the demons who brought death and fear. Some even stretched their necks to make it convenient for me to use the sword.

"No, what I want to ask is why, why you..."

The Knights held me. These numb, sarcastic smiles, but they couldn't really laugh. The knights, whose expression was worse than crying, blocked my action to ask the villagers. They pulled me away from the burned village.

"It should be the rout, your highness. Don't care too much. We have to go on our way."

"Yes, for so many years, these villagers who still live in the border areas should have been used to it... They deserve it if they don't move away."

"Alas, our ending may not be better than these villagers. At least they can eat some bark. When we get to the front line, I'm afraid we will be eaten as snacks by orcs."

"Let's go, let's go. Alas, these young masters who don't know the sufferings of the people, for so many years, what's so strange..."

The words of the knights were mixed with complaints, explanations and helpless self mockery. An older Knight stopped the small riot and said to me calmly: "Your Highness, such a village is around the border, If we don't have a thousand, we'll have to get to Fort clay before winter, otherwise... "

At that time, I didn't seriously listen to the subsequent explanation of the Knights.

I just saw that the desperate villager who closed his eyes, after seeing us leave, and seeing us leave as the demons who bring death in his heart, the villager who stretched his neck voluntarily cried loudly - his cry was shrill and plaintive, which seemed to question why it was so easy, Escape all the death do not give them, why deprive them of all, but also let them live, so miserable and desperate, no hope to live.

I was well educated, and my father always told me that the people were the foundation of the Empire.

They paid taxes, served, and gave everything for the country. The Imperial Army confronted the orcs on the front line. Every bit of food and every bit of resources they consumed were obtained through the hard work and sweat of countless people. It is in thousands of villages and towns that all the residents, farmers, hunters and craftsmen selflessly pay for the Empire, which enables the front-line soldiers to block the fierce attacks and invasions of the orcs over the centuries.

However, such people are being plundered, bullied, hardworking and dedicated by their own people. Because they are weak and powerless, they are going to be burned, killed and plundered by the defeated army and become the targets for them to vent their fear and depression. Moreover, it seems that more than once, they are suffering again and again, In their own hands.

I can see that in the eyes of those villagers, apart from fear, there is also an unforgettable Hatred - they hate the Empire, the soldiers, the invading orcs, everything, including the world.It shouldn't be like this.

The relationship between the strong and the weak, the protection and dedication of glory, should not be like this.

"Israel, this is the truth of the Empire."

Mr. Nostradamus - he's in the cavalry team, too. The middle-aged mage rode with me and said calmly: "years of war have made the weak oppressed by endless exploitation. The front-line soldiers have also suffered heavy casualties. The standard of service has been lowered again and again. From the innocent good family members to the local ruffians and hooligans today, they can put on armor. Once the poor people can't meet their needs, It's not surprising to see the end of the fall. "

"But even so, the nobles in the rear are still singing and dancing, holding dinner parties for one reason after another, eating enough wealth for the front-line soldiers to support for a month, and the ruthless royal family can even teach you such a simple Prince - it's a big joke."

The pungent language hurt my heart. At that time, I was extremely angry, but I didn't suffer because of being satirized... Nostradamus was my teacher. He had been teaching me since childhood, but before today, he never told me this, told me the truth of the Empire, which made me feel deeply betrayed.

But the teacher scoffed at my childishness. He didn't say it before, he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to say it. He was just a prince's teacher, just an ordinary Jiyi mage. On top of him, there were other royal mages, and other Jiyi level strong men. He had no power, no power, and his life experience was an ordinary person among ordinary people - he didn't even have a surname, It's just relying on our own efforts to get to the present day step by step.

So of course, he knew that it was meaningless to talk to a living and muddleheaded Prince before, and even put himself in disaster... Unless this muddleheaded little guy grows up, he has consciousness and faith, and wants to control his own destiny and become

"You need to be emperor, Israel."