"That's true … It doesn't matter if he's crazy or not. Now, no one will rehabilitate him, and no one will be willing to believe him. This part of history has already turned to ashes, and there's no chance to whitewash it."
Lin Jie habitually crossed his hands and sighed. "The kingdom and people of the past have already passed away. Even Kandra's soul has disappeared forever. Only a blurry memory is left."
"No matter what, a king who slaughters his own people and destroys his kingdom is already a lunatic from any angle."
When they first met, Kandra didn't even refute. He directly admitted that he had gone crazy back then and was the source of the so-called "Great Plague."
It was probably because once he told the truth, the ancient Elf Kingdom that was a symbol of beauty in various myths and legends would instantly collapse and become an evil, terrifying, cowardly, and selfish existence.
Presumably, Kandra didn't want his kingdom to become like this in the eyes of later generations.
Unfortunately, since there was no record of such a possibility in all the information provided by the Truth Society, it was highly likely that … the Lost Tribe who knew the real truth at that time didn't defend Kandra at all.
The sins of the people of this kingdom were ultimately borne by their king.
Lin Jie couldn't help but recall that when he was enlightening Kandra, the latter kept repeating that everything was his own sin.
Because of his arrogance, he was the one who went crazy and looked directly at God. He was the one who slaughtered his people, and he was also the one who destroyed Elfortz. Therefore, he didn't desire redemption and didn't feel that he could atone for his sins. Instead, he was willing to endure the endless torture.
But if he had never gone crazy, what was he bound by, tortured by, and exiled by? Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation com
Perhaps … it was just the guilt in his heart.
As the king of this kingdom, it was his sin to not be able to protect this land and its people. He blamed it on his own incompetence, so he felt that the culprit of everything was himself.
Or perhaps, after tens of thousands of years, Kandra, who was trapped in the sword, had already lost his memories long ago. He was only left with endless guilt, and the words of the outside world continuously transmitted the message that he was a sinner.
In the end, even he himself believed it.
It was extremely sad.
White Silver said in a low voice, "'Exiled' Kandra was trapped in the holy sword that killed him because of his obsession. The one who exiled him has always been himself."
Lin Jie silently summoned the Holy Sword from his dream and placed it horizontally on his knees. His fingers brushed across the sharp blade as he said, "But he was a good king."
The Holy Sword was silent, and the resentment that had accumulated for tens of thousands of years had already dissipated along with Kandra's soul. What was left was an ice-cold weapon, and naturally, it would not give any response.
However, the memories that Kandra had once given Lin Jie boiled at this moment. The latter half of the memories that had always been covered by a dark fog instantly became clear.
— —
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I'm sorry … This is the only way! If we don't do this, we won't be able to fight against the darkness! We have no other choice … "
"You deserve to die! How dare you … "
"Do you wish to see the fall of Elfortz? Didn't you try? The God in the depths of the darkness is an existence that cannot be resisted. Didn't you … fail as well? Ha, or rather, you won't even be able to see Him. "
"…"
"Yes, what we are doing now is the only way to save Elfortz!"
"Your Majesty, you should learn to make a choice. In order to survive, some sacrifices are necessary. We know your kindness, but … you see, they willingly became experimental subjects for Elfortz. You can ask them about their wishes. They also want to contribute to the kingdom."
"Are you going to let them down?"
"Enough … I will go into the darkness again. Don't say anymore."
…
"Your Majesty, you are back …"
"You are lying to me. Why?"
"I'm sorry, cough cough … Your Majesty, did you succeed?"
"…"
"It's okay. You don't have to blame yourself. You have done very well … Your Majesty, you are really a good king. It's just that we are not good subjects. I'm sorry that you have to see such an embarrassing side of us."
"But you are so kind. You will definitely agree to our last request."
"— Please kill us."
…
"I am the last king of Elfortz, Kandra. I am willing to pay any price to ask for the protection of the Original Witches."
"Please protect my scattered people … Let them live."
"Okay."
— —
Lin Jie closed his eyes. The ring-shaped white mark on his wrist gave him a burning and stinging sensation. He could not help but reach out and press on that piece of skin.
This mark was transformed from the crown that Kandra gave him in the dream. It was the symbol of the Elf King.
The memories that gradually became clear pieced together the history of that period.
"So that's how it is …"
Lin Jie said in his heart, "There is one thing that I have wronged Kandra's subjects. They are really desperate because the ones being treated as lambs are not only the innocent people, but also themselves."
He recalled the scene in his memory when Kandra returned to his capital. He saw the huge bloated monster that could no longer be described with words. It used a strange tone to ask their king to kill him.
"Come to think of it, the ones who are crazy are actually them."
"But Kandra, who was conscious from the beginning to the end, must have been in so much pain when he waved his sword to kill them."
The mark on Lin Jie's wrist gradually calmed down, but the emotional fluctuations of Kandra when he committed suicide condensed into a trace of doubt.
The protection of the Original Witches?
But in Kandra's memory, the ones who appeared in front of him were not ordinary witches … Instead, they were four strange things that were even more deformed and distorted than the huge monster.
The voice was a normal female voice, although it was faintly reverberated …
He did not know if it was an illusion, but one of the voices seemed a little familiar?
Lin Jie's thoughts drifted, and it was a little difficult for him to recognize the voice. After all, there were thousands of similar voices, and it might just be a little similar.
Well … In short, the price that Kandra paid was that he could never tell his people the truth and let those Elves completely become the witches' followers.
This was originally his plan, so he naturally agreed immediately.
But in the end, it became tens of thousands of years of self-torture. He did not know if he would have hesitated if he had known.
Silver suddenly said slyly, "Kandra's mark? This is the symbol of the Elven King, and he willingly gave it to you. In fact, it is equivalent to the transfer of the throne. If you can find the survivors of Elfertz, they might be willing to worship you as the king. "
Lin Jie's mouth twitched, "Forget it, I'm just the owner of a bookstore. I can manage books, but managing people? I don't want to end up like Kandra. "
Silver's tone was gentle, "I know you are lazy."
She paused, and then said softly, "I won't appear for a while. You can use your own dream to swallow this dream. This way, you can come in without the Dream-catcher."
Lin Jie was surprised, "Where are you going?"
Silver said, "It's a secret ~"
Lin Jie, "…"
Silver smiled and said, "But I promise, we will meet again soon."
Lin Jie still wanted to speak, but he felt a cold and soft touch on his forehead, and he was speechless for a moment.
— —
Lin Jie opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.
The Dream-catcher hanging directly above him quickly turned into ashes under the faint light of dawn, and nothing was left.
He smacked his lips and recalled the aftertaste. Suddenly, he was stunned. That voice seemed to be very similar to Silver's?
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