What the Pope wanted to say, Red Ponytail already knew as early as when she took out the "Confessions" to investigate.
Speaking of which, the red ponytail found it strange when she first came to this world. Just as she wondered, only nobles could use magic, and commoners could not. This was actually a very strange thing. In terms of probability, even if it was one in a million, it was impossible for a commoner to not have any magic aptitude. Because of this, the red ponytail had once investigated this.
All of this had to start from the Ancestor.
Six thousand years ago, in another world, there used to be two races. One of them could not use magic, but could make all kinds of tools and equipment. The other was the Markies, who could use magic. For some reason, a war broke out between the two sides, and the well-equipped Varyag defeated the Markies. In order to avoid the danger of the entire race being destroyed, one of the mages opened a gate to another world and let his people escape to the new world to avoid the pursuit of the Varyag.
And that person was the Ancestor.
That's right. To put it bluntly, all the nobles in this world who could use magic were not the natives of this world, but outsiders. They came to this world six thousand years ago and established their own country. The natives of this world were the barbarians and the elves. The elves used to get along well with them, but later … something happened that changed the attitudes of both sides.
After the Markies moved to this world, the Ancestor also discovered the secret of this continent. He even found the root of the problem. The root cause of the continent's destruction was the Elven Mountain, which was regarded as a holy land by the elves. In fact, the mountain itself was a huge Elven Stone. It was precisely because it absorbed unparalleled power that it spread to every corner of this continent and finally exploded.
At that time, the Ancestor also found a way, which was to use his magic to completely destroy the mountain. This way, the crisis on this continent could be eliminated.
But the elves were unwilling to accept this. They regarded the mountain as a sacred mountain, and as long as they lived there, no matter what happened to the continent, it would not affect them. The negotiations between the two sides ended in vain.
In the end, the Primogenitor made his decision.
He used the Void Magic he mastered to destroy the Holy Mountain and the elven city beneath it. Half of the elves died under the Progenitor's magic, and the continent was saved as a result.
But to the elves, the Primogenitor who destroyed the Sacred Mountain and killed his own kind was an out-and-out demon.
It was precisely because of this that the relationship between elves and humans deteriorated rapidly, leading to the current situation.
"Wait."
However, Tabasa suddenly asked after listening to this point.
"Didn't the Primogenitor discover the root of the problem and destroy the Sacred Mountain? So why would the same disaster happen again after six thousand years? "
However, this time, the one who answered her was a yawning red ponytail.
"It's very simple. They didn't blow it all up."
"… Eh?"
Faced with this unexpected answer, everyone was taken aback. The red ponytail patted her belly and took an orange from the side.
"Although you talk about the Primogenitor and whatnot, he's just a mage after all. Even if he's more powerful among mortals, he's still just a mortal. Isn't that what they say? You didn't blow it all up, so you left a tail behind. I've given you six thousand years as a buffer. But I guess the Primogenitor didn't expect his descendants to be so useless. They're still like this after six thousand years … "
At this point, the red ponytail snorted softly. That was why it was said that feudal civilizations restrained the development of productivity. Six thousand years, six thousand years, but these people gave people the impression that they had only lived for six hundred years. Who knew what the Primogenitor would think if he saw his descendants in such a useless state.
"…"
Hearing this, everyone did not know what to say for a while. The red ponytail looked at the Pope with a smile.
"But I'm really a little curious. Do you really think that a civilization of your level can recapture the Holy Land?"
That's right. The "Holy Land" that the Pope mentioned was not the land occupied by the elves as people imagined, but the land of another world behind the portal.
That was the world where the "Staff of Destruction" was located.
Another Earth.
That was why the red ponytail did not feel anything when she heard the Pope talk about the Holy War. She even felt like laughing.
She had already investigated it. If she was not mistaken, the "Earth" in that world should be the world where Mai Lu and Mei Yin lived before they transmigrated. That would explain why there were so many transmigrators in this world. After all, the five worlds originally belonged to the same planet. They later evolved into different worlds, but they were still somewhat related to each other …
So it was normal for Mai Lu and Mei Yin to transmigrate to another world.
But the problem was that the Earth civilization in that world … was the 21st century.
What about this world?
A bunch of medieval natives … Hahahaha.
Of course, they were medieval natives who could use magic.
But weren't they still medieval natives?
If they really fought, it was hard to say who would invade who.
"I'm curious, where do you get your confidence from? Six thousand years ago, your Primogenitor was beaten to a pulp and could only run away like a rat. Are you even half as strong as your Primogenitor now? How dare you clamor to attack the mainland? "
The red ponytail could even imagine the people of this world charging into Earth on horses and armour, only to be crushed into pieces by bombers and tanks.
Are you sure you're not going to die?
"In any case, this is our only chance. Of course I know that, but in order to survive, we have no other choice."
The Pope's face was a little dark, but he still explained helplessly.
"No other choice my ass. To put it bluntly, it's just that you can't do it. Leave it to me."
The red ponytail yawned.
"I won't allow you to invade another world, but the problem you mentioned is indeed a problem, so as long as I can solve it, there won't be any problems, right?"
"That's right, but … how are you going to solve it?"
"Don't worry about that. I have a way."
The red ponytail waved her hand.
"But I have a condition."
"What condition?"
"Hand over your Nihility Power."
"Wha ….?"
Upon hearing this, the Pope's expression changed.
"What do you mean?"
"Simply put? Well, to put it bluntly, the Power of Nothingness that your Primogenitor used was a power that belonged to the same gods as my Lord. Now that my Lord has taken back that power, I'm here to take it. Since you said that you're just trying to save this world, hand over the power. "
As she spoke, the red ponytail stretched out her hand and made a gesture of taking out money from the Pope's pocket.
The Pope looked at the red ponytail and hesitated for a moment.
"What if I refuse?"
"I don't think you have a choice."
Soon, the red ponytail gave the answer with a smile.
In the end, the Pope made a decision. Just as the red ponytail said, he had no choice.
But …
"According to the prophecy, there should be four heirs of Nihility …"
"I know that very well."
The red ponytail looked quite calm. She obviously understood what the Pope meant.
"But I'll find the last person myself."
The red ponytail glanced at Angelietta.
"Angelietta can go with me."
"… Huh?"
Angelietta was taken aback by this unexpected invitation.
Just like that, the meeting came to an end.
Although the crisis of the world surprised everyone, since the Oracle from the other world was willing to help, they naturally heaved a sigh of relief. Of course, to be on the safe side, they also promised to immediately send people to monitor and investigate the situation of the windstone veins in various places.
As for Angelietta, she came to Albion with the red ponytail.
"Miss Oracle, why did you bring me along?"
Looking at the red ponytail who was humming a song beside her, Angelietta was a little puzzled. The red ponytail shrugged.
"It's simple. Because the last heir of Nihility is your relative.
"My … relative?"
"Yes, her father is the younger brother of the former King of Torristine. Do you understand?"
"You mean Grand Duke Mont …?"
Hearing until here, Angelietta immediately reacted, but soon, she frowned.
"But … I've never heard of it …"
"Hehe, you'll know when you see her."
The two talked as they walked, and soon came to a small village deep in the forest. Most of the people living here were children. Among them, a young girl was sitting next to them and telling them a story. Her voice was very gentle and moving, quite pleasant to the ears. But when she saw the girl, Angelietta's eyes widened in surprise.
The reason was simple. The girl had a pair of thin and long ears. Although they looked shorter than elves, it was obvious that she had elven blood in her.
"This is …"
"Yes, she's the child of your uncle and his beloved concubine … She's your sister."
"I did hear that Grand Duke Mont seemed to have taken an elf as a concubine, but I always thought it was just a rumor …"
Looking at the girl blankly, Angelietta didn't know what to say for a while.
"Alright, don't just stand here like a fool."
The red ponytail patted Angelietta and walked forward with a smile.
"Let's go say hello to her."
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