Chapter 1188

The dim fire light danced on the cold fence, half covered, making the figure behind the iron fence blurred.

"Creak..."

A small sound, but in the cell where the needle can be heard and dead like a grave, the slightest sound will be infinitely amplified by its only audience, no less than deafening thunder.

Closed eyes slowly open, revealing bloodshot eyeballs; Maybe it's because I've been in the dark for too long, even the beating fire seems very dazzling, and I can't see the figure behind the fire clearly.

It could only be vaguely distinguished that it was a figure sitting on a chair with red pupils.

Just like myself, I looked at myself.

The consciousness that has been silent for too long begins to turn with the eyes staring at each other.

"Brandon... De sallion?"

"Rodriya Azores."

Brandon, with his shoulders in his arms, sat in a chair, crossed his legs and stared at the back of the cell. His face was like an elf prince in a dream.

"Have we... Met?"

Dumb, subtle voice, like whispering.

"No." Brandon shook his head:

"This is the first time we've seen each other."

"But we know each other?"

"Yes, it's the kind you're particularly familiar with."

The voice fell, and the little elf Prince's pupils diffused slightly, as if he had fallen into some confusion.

Brandon stared at him, at the dying figure; As if it wasn't Rodriguez Azores, but he... Brandon de sallion... Himself.

To be fair, there are so many similarities between the two that Brandon doubts whether it is a coincidence.

They are the second sons of the family. They are all the ones who have been placed with great expectations but are not paid much attention to. The excluded ones have a brother full of ambition and great aspirations. They all have a father who is extraordinary, omniscient and omnipotent, and makes people wonder what they are doing

After the battle of duanjie mountain, Brandon learned the whole thing from Loren in detail - after finally finding out what the eagle king wanted to do, the whole person was surprised.

Blackmail evil gods, kill the Holy Cross, and finally replace it

This ambition has completely exceeded Brandon's understanding!

While shocked, Brandon also began to realize that his equally omnipotent father was probably planning an equally terrible, arrogant and ambitious plan.

"... in the chess game, we are outside the chessboard, but we are limited to 64 black-and-white squares and manipulate 32 pieces to compete.

We don't need to care about the idea of chess pieces. They will never replace us, let alone become our enemies; even if a wargame is upgraded, it doesn't mean anything; even if we eat the king's chess, it can't cause any harm to us.

So... Sense of substitution? That's the child's idea - to compete on the chessboard, we must not limit our thinking to the chessboard, but should be detached from the chessboard... "

Yes, Eckhart de sallion, the 12th generation emperor of the Empire, is a virtuous king who advocates governance by bowing to the arch and maintains the balance of power and power of the Empire. His arrogance and ambition

It's more terrible than the ancestor Eckhart I with the same name, Brandon the sage and Charlotte the Dragon Queen!

Of course, these are not the most critical.

Loren Turin... If it hadn't been for Loren, if it hadn't been for him, he would have been doomed by the Azores.

In the dark prison, the one who loses his soul and even his mind... Should be himself.

The expressionless elf prince opened his eyes slightly, confused as if he were constantly thinking about the impression in his mind.

Brandon sighed a little disappointed - when Dalton told himself that the guy was out of his mind, he had hoped it was pretended by the other party.

Helpless, he got up from his chair and turned to leave.

But at the moment when he stepped out, Brandon, who was in a complicated mood, withdrew his steps and looked back at rodriya Azores, who was still confused.

"You..."

"No, you're not allowed to talk. Shut up." Brandon's voice echoed in the cell with no doubt.

He stared at the despondent figure, as if he were staring at himself in the other world if Loren didn't appear.

"You know, I didn't intend to kill you immediately, although I didn't intend to let you go... But if there was no such accident, I should let you live for a few more years.

It has nothing to do with benevolence - if you live, the Empire will remember that there is such a terrible enemy, which can effectively unite most people's hearts and make them remember that I led them to win the war and that I... Ended the enemy who wanted to destroy the Empire.

This is very important to me, more important to the Empire; because ordinary people's ideas are too simple. Having a common terrible enemy can solve many problems.

But just because their ideas are too simple, they can't understand the terrible war between the Holy Cross and the black cross, and what will happen to the world if either side wins... In their view, these may have nothing to do with them.

Of course, it really has nothing to do with most of them - how can you care whether the church is dedicated to the black cross or the holy cross when you are even difficult to live?

You won't, because you don't understand, don't understand... Like you and me, you may not know how terrible your father's eagle king's ambition is, just like I don't understand now.

This is the similarity between you and me, and another reason why I let you live... We are really similar.

I believe that behind your misdeeds and madness, there must be your difficulties and unspeakable reasons, because those people either despise you, despise you, or can't understand you, or can't keep up with your ideas.

But I am different. I have several close friends who can keep up with my ideas. This is the gap between you and me.

Hehe... Do you know what the most interesting thing is? It's not that I suddenly found out how terrible my father's arrangement is, but that his arrangement... Is the most in line with my idea.

Yes, although I say again and again that I want to fight my father's plan, do different things and become a unique Brandon, in fact

I knew very well that I wanted to see Lauren die alone.

He always has a goal, but rarely has any ambition... No, no, no, can't say that. It should be that sometimes he seems to win just to win, or even to win for others, and rarely does anything for himself.

He doesn't seem to care what he can get, but the process in the game... The process of finding the only way to win carefully.

When your idea and purpose are known, you must obey others... This is his original words, which in turn means that as long as others don't know your purpose, you can be invincible.

Loren... He guessed what I really thought or... What he wanted to hide, so he decided to fight alone.

To put it another way, maybe it's also because if I quit, he can end the war according to his own ideas... The hero who defeated the devil who tried to seize the world deserves to take control of the world.

That's for granted... Right?

So even if I know that this idea is dark, negative and extreme, but... Sometimes I can't help feeling that Loren Turin... Is a terrible guy.

Should it be unexpected or reasonable? Whenever I think I know his ambition and ideas, this guy will always give me new surprises.

Wizard consultant, imperial Viscount, Lord of Byrne... Later, he assisted Boye, destroyed the centaurs, suppressed the dwarves and suppressed Arles, just like the southern overlord of the Empire, competing with the sky palace.

But I can feel that he doesn't care about this; In other words, every goal is only for a certain purpose, which can not be called "ambition".

The wizard consultant is to avoid the harassment of the night watchman to himself and the people around him;

The imperial Viscount gave him the opportunity to fight for the right to speak for the wizard group in the imperial capital;

Lord Byrne is to protect his beloved Charlotte.

It's amazing. I've been with him for so many years, but in fact... Loren Turin, I still know nothing about him.

But one thing I know very well, Loren Turin... Is my friend.

He is the first friend who can understand me, trust me, and still won't abandon me after being used by me; I hurt him, hurt him, and almost killed him more than once, but he ignored the past.

Yes, I know he actually used me more than once, cheated me, and even threatened me openly and secretly, but... What does that matter?

We are friends. We know where our bottom line is.

He won't embarrass me, and I won't embarrass him too much.

I know that Peter FASA has always been alive. I even know that he is now in the barracks, protected by Byrne's men and my night watchman leader.

But it doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't appear in front of me, I can accept it; And when I really can't help but want to kill him, Loren... He also knows how to stop me so that I can never find that person.

That's enough.

Seeing my father and brother die, I know very well that the so-called emperor is not the one who really controls everything; What's more, even if you really have the world, what can you do with endless money and exclusive power? Life can't bring it, death can't bring it, as for eternal life

To put it bluntly, I think it's more like a curse.

I once had such an opportunity to meet myself when I was young, so I understand... My world is not those systems, power and money, but people.

When the last person who impressed you when you remember leaves you, your world will die.

When the people I love, hate, close relatives and distant people... When they all die, my world dies.

Loren, phillanai, the heavenly palace... The imperial capital, there is my whole world. If they are destroyed, my world will be destroyed.

I want to protect my world.

I want to fight for the people I love, hate, hate, like, want, exclude, destroy and protect... I want to fight for them.

As an emperor, if I want to do so, I have to pay a corresponding price - I not only give those who are about to die for me a reason to die, but also meet some of their ideas.

These ideas can be real... Money, land, status and privileges, or some virtual... Title, honor, or some desire.

Only in this way can they fight and die contentedly; It's important to them and to me.

So you see, I need to save my friends, so I need to meet the ideas of those people.

What they want most now is not money, title and land, but you.

More precisely, it should be the head of rodriya Azores, the last Azores elf, the heir of the eagle queen.

Seeing your head fall to the ground, your corpses separate and roll in the muddy pool of blood can boost their morale.

To be fair, there is no personal hatred between you and me, and I didn't intend to embarrass you; In fact... I still want to make friends with you. After all, it's a rare opportunity to meet guys with similar personalities.

But I have no choice, so I can only say I'm sorry.

Can you hear me? I'm apologizing to you. You shouldn't be completely deaf, right?

Uh, can't you hear me? Then look with your eyes. I know you're not blind yet.

Come on, open your eyes, look here, look clearly. What's this?

Ah... Can't even see?

……”

With a little disappointment, Brandon withdrew his hand into the cage and sighed.

"Your Majesty."

Edward, with no expression on his face, whispered and appeared behind him.

"Are you ready?"

Brandon didn't look back.

"The first group has set out on the third day after Loren left, and the second group has been assembled and ready to go at any time."

"How many?"

"Two thousand people."

"A little less?"

"Considering the goal and significance of this war, as well as the battle losses of various legions, this number is enough, and more is meaningless."

"That's right."

Brandon, who had thought about it carefully, shrugged and recognized the decision.

"So when do you start? Are everything ready?"

"Everything has been arranged. The affairs in the military camp are entrusted to the Duke of elmond and the Archduke, while Bain has the Countess of red blood castle. The imperial affairs are entrusted to the royal family and several former royal cabinets for the time being..."

"There are people from the heavenly palace in the camp?"

"Well... There are Leopold metterne, the former seal minister, and the church judge, as well as Lina de saleon, the royal family's next of kin - you know, the late military minister Severin de saleon was her guardian, so..."

"Her husband is Isaac. I know who she is." Brandon waved his hand lazily and sighed: "well... Lina desallion and sister-in-law philrone, ha ha... If I die in the imperial capital, there will be another queen in the Empire."

"Your majesty!"

"I'm kidding." Brandon shrugged and glanced at the fussy Edward. "Let's go. It's time to go."

"Oh, take him with you and call me when executing, even if..." as he walked out, Brandon pointed to the elf prince who had fainted behind him:

"Even if I say goodbye to the past!"