In the study, Thales stared at the Mystic in a daze.
"After the war."
The youth subconsciously repeated the words.
Asda looked back at him with the ghost of a smile, as if he had seen his prey.
'After the war.
'After the war?'
Thales widened his eyes.
It was as if a chord had been unraveled in his brain.
"Mister Sakern, when did the relationship between the two empresses break and become hostile to each other?"
The Mystic remained calm and answered in a tone that was neither too light nor too heavy.
"You've already told me."
The next moment, the blue light in Asda's eyes lit up again.
"After the war."
'After the war.'
Thales held his breath.
"That, that means …"
The teenager slowly sorted out his thoughts, and his expression became more and more shocked.
'The two Magic Empresses fell out after the war and went their separate ways.
'The reason why they hid behind the scenes.
'The reason why they sealed mystic energy.
'The reason why they were enemies.
'The reason why they had such a tacit understanding.'
Thales' breathing quickened when he understood the crux of the matter.
'No, it's not the Blade of Purification.'
'What the Air Mystic discovered was not the result of his grandfather's' Greatest King ', nor was it the so-called perfect anti-mystic equipment.'
"Sauron and the Supreme Ring," Thales muttered. He was drenched in cold sweat without realizing it.
Asda was puzzled.
"What?"
Thales snapped out of his daze and shook his head.
"It's not important. It's just a Northland folktale."
But then he widened his eyes.
"But the important thing is, if this inference is correct, these two points of time coincide. This means that these legendary anti-mystic equipment were only distributed to the Disaster Hunters after the Battle of Eradication …"
'These legendary anti-mystic equipment …'
Thales said in a daze.
"It's very likely that they were made after the relationship between the two empresses broke down and they went their separate ways …"
He looked at his guide in disbelief.
Under Thales' incredulous expression, Asda smiled and nodded slowly. He continued the rest of the sentence.
"One of the empresses, without the other party or even behind the other party's back …
"Made in secret and forged alone."
The study became quiet.
Only the candlelight chased away the darkness.
'Made in secret and forged alone.' These words echoed in Thales' mind, causing him to be stunned on the spot.
"Because of this."
The light in the Mystic's eyes was faintly discernible. "These armaments were forged in secret by only one party, and their secrets are not known by the other party."
"It is highly possible that they are strong enough to harm or even seal —"
The next moment, the blue light in Asda's eyes became extremely sharp.
"Another empress."
When he heard this, Thales was completely stunned.
He could only go back and forth, trying his best to digest this news.
Forged by an Empress in secret, it was a weapon forged solely by herself.
Distributed to the Disaster Hunters after the war.
Yet, he was able to seal another …
"And that means —"
"Oh, oh, oh, wait a minute!"
Thales snapped out of his daze and quickly raised his hand to stop the man from continuing.
The teenager summoned the Sin of Hell's River and tried hard to regulate his breathing so that he could digest this shocking news.
He tried not to think of the shocking significance behind it.
"I understand, Mr. Sakern. This is no small matter, but before we come to a conclusion, we must be cautious."
Thales lowered his voice and subconsciously looked around.
"First of all, we have to figure out why the legendary anti-mystic equipment cannot seal the Two Emperors. Is it because the Two Emperors, as the creators, understand the mechanism of the anti-mystic equipment? Or did they leave something behind in the equipment? "
"In fact, what if the legendary anti-mystic equipment cannot seal the Two Emperors is not because the Two Emperors created them, but because of their level of power or something else? What if, what if the Two Emperors' level or characteristics determine that they cannot be sealed? "
Thales looked at the Mystic seriously and gesticulated to express his thoughts.
Asda also stared at him quietly, his face expressionless.
At this moment, they were like a pair of teacher and student, having the purest discussion about a certain problem.
"Your rebuttal is not without reason."
Not long after, the guide spoke again. His voice was rational and clear.
"But this at least means that one of the Two Emperors has the ability to forge a legendary anti-mystic equipment alone."
Thales clenched his fists.
"No, that is not necessarily the case."
The teenager shook his head and questioned, "Why must the equipment issued after the war be forged by a certain Empress alone, and not by the Two Emperors before they turned against each other?"
"This does not prove that the Two Emperors can be — it does not prove your conclusion."
Hearing this, Asda chuckled.
He did not directly answer Thales' question, but changed to another topic.
"Do you know, with Constellation as an example, the origin and manufacturing information of the legendary anti-mystic equipment in each country can only be traced back to Year 14 of the Calendar of Eradication?"
'Year 14 of the Calendar of Eradication?'
Thales narrowed his eyes. 'That is the fourth year after Constellation was founded …'
"That is also the year when the World Cleansing Project began," the Mystic said casually.
'The World Cleansing Project.'
The term returned to Thales' mind and awakened many of his memories.
The Mystic leaned forward slightly, his tone full of suspicion and vigilance, "The question is, why? Why does the World Cleansing Project hide this information? "
'Why?'
Thales did not answer.
But a small voice rang in his heart.
'Because this information is crucial, very sensitive.
Very deadly.
They must be hidden from the world. '
Thales took a deep breath, looked up and said, "But this does not mean …"
Asda ignored his doubts and continued to speak.
"And why, Thales? Why for thousands of years, people have tacitly agreed that all legendary anti-mystic equipment cannot affect or seal the Magic Empress? "
'Why.'
Thales was stunned.
"Did the Two Empresses tell them themselves?" The Mystic was extremely serious, "And if not …"
Thales remembered something.
'"After the war, the heroes of mankind used tragic facts to prove that all existing legendary anti-mystic equipment could not seal Blood Spike and Hellen."'
In the Prison of Bones, Ricky's strange smile appeared in his mind.
"Someone, there must be someone." The teenager took a deep breath and continued to speak based on his memories and train of thought. "To be precise, some Disaster Hunters must have tried. They held legendary anti-mystic equipment and attacked the Magic Empresses."
'Really crazy.'
Asda nodded. There was an indescribable fluctuation in his tone.
"And they failed, and not just once. That's why the world can come to such a firm conclusion."
In the next second, the Mystic's tone suddenly changed.
"The question is, which Disaster Hunters did it? Which equipment? Which Empress? "
This question also aroused Thales' curiosity. He waited for the Mystic's answer.
"There is no answer."
Asda shook his head slowly.
"Even with Freuland and Giza's help and the support of the vast amount of information in Constellation, I did not find any records of the Two Empresses being assassinated by the legendary anti-mystic equipment.
"Only the conclusion that 'the Two Empresses are not afraid of the legendary anti-mystic equipment', which is as unquestionable as common sense, is circulated in the circle of those who have access to and use the legendary anti-mystic equipment, as if it is a self-evident truth."
After listening to this, Thales' expression changed.
'There is no solid evidence, but there is an incomparably firm conclusion.
'That can only prove one thing.
'In other words, the conclusion is that they were …'
The Mystic snorted coldly.
"That's right. When you just mentioned 'why the legendary anti-mystic equipment could not seal the Two Empresses', if we follow the clues, we can easily find that from the beginning, this concept has been very strange."
Thales tensed up.
Asda continued, "Now, let's assume that the hunters who tried to assassinate the Two Empresses with the legendary anti-mystic equipment —
"Stop!"
Thales interrupted him forcefully, waving his hands in the air.
"No, there are too many hypotheses. It is too risky, there are too many uncertainties …"
Asda replied coldly,
"Hypotheses are one of the most important ways to advance knowledge."
"If we can verify it."
Seeking proof.
Thales took a deep breath and said seriously,
"But what if you can't even establish the basis of your hypothesis? What if no one had tried to assassinate the Two Empresses? If even the incident of someone assassinating the Two Empresses with the legendary anti-mystic equipment to prove that they cannot be sealed is false and non-existent, and was fabricated … "
When he said this, Thales was stunned.
It had been fabricated by someone else …
Seeing the teenager's dazed expression, the Mystic snorted coldly.
"Yes, Thales."
"If the assassinations were fake, if the stories such as' somebody tried to assassinate the Two Emperors' and 'it was discovered that the anti-mystic equipment was ineffective against the Two Emperors' a long time ago 'were fabricated and told to the world, and the Two Emperors simply allowed them to spread for thousands of years …
Asda did not continue, but his eyes were extremely sharp.
Thales nodded and continued the conversation absentmindedly.
"That's even more proof that there's a big problem behind these rumors and the concept that people with ulterior motives have fabricated."
Looking at him, Asda smiled.
"Now, let's go back to the previous step: if those assassinations were true.
"If there's really someone who's not afraid of death, if there's really a hunter who tried to assassinate the Two Empresses with the legendary anti-mystic equipment …"
The Mystic's words made Thales gulp unconsciously. He felt as if he had returned to seven hundred years ago and saw those crazy warriors.
"Then they can only happen when the Two Empresses have yet to live in seclusion. At least then, the hunters can still find them and carry out more than one assassination."
Asda's tone became very soft and gentle, but to Thales, it sounded as heavy as a mountain.
"And here comes the problem: first, the humans assassinate them, then the Two Empresses live in seclusion. Is there any logical connection between this?"
The Mystic said softly,
"Why? Why is it so coincidental?
"If those assassinations completely failed, and the legendary anti-mystic equipment was also proven to be ineffective against the creator, then why would the Two Empresses live in seclusion? Is it really as you said, because they're very 'homebodies'? "
At the end, Asda made a rare joke that was neither too big nor too small.
But Thales was not in the mood to listen to his jokes.
The teenager shook his head and sorted out his thoughts.
'No, it's a little messy, a little messy.
'Why did the Two Empresses live in seclusion after they encountered the' ineffective 'assassinations in the eyes of the world …?'
"No."
Thales rubbed his forehead desperately. "No, you can't infer cause from effect. This is too hasty …
"Have you ever played Sudoku?"
Thales was stunned and looked up.
"What?"
Asda looked at the air and moved his fingers gently.
"Sometimes, when there is insufficient evidence, we need to fill in a certain number in the blank, and then go through step by step to verify, test, and compare to verify whether the number is in line with the rules of the game."
The Mystic turned his head back. "Verify whether it is … the only answer.
"Now, break your preconceptions, let go of your shackles, and wander in your imagination, Thales.
"Think about it, if our guess is true …"
There was a hint of bewitchment in his tone.
"If the legendary anti-mystic equipment forged by an empress alone can really seal another empress …
"If after the war, they are strangely sent to the secular world and equipped to the calamity hunters in the mortal world …"
As he listened to the Mystic, Thales' eyebrows furrowed.
"F * ck."
'Alright, let's not talk about anything else first. Let's assume that this is true. Follow this logic and fill in the number …'
The teenager gulped.
"Alright, if, if this is the truth behind the assassination of the two empresses, then …"
Thales took a deep breath and forced himself to enter the Mystic's line of thought.
"A long time ago, the Magic Empress was not assassinated by a crazy mortal.
"Instead, she was assassinated by another empress — her former collaborator, current competitor, and future nemesis — by the legendary anti-mystic equipment forged by the other party alone."
Asda looked at him silently. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the blue light in his eyes flowed at a constant speed.
"Who was it?"
Thales raised his head, his gaze sharp.
"Forging the equipment behind the other party's back and using a mortal to plot an assassination. Was this done by Hellen or Blood Thorn?
"My guess?"
The Mystic said faintly, "Both."
He snorted in disdain.
"The two bitches did the same thing."
Thales frowned.
Asda continued to speak.
"Both of them betrayed each other and secretly created secret weapons that could seal each other. At the same time, they planned to use the hands of mortals to give each other a fatal blow.
"After the Battle of Eradication, they would enjoy the supreme throne of mystic energy alone.
"But …"
Asda stared at the starry sky outside the window and did not continue.
"But they survived," Thales muttered.
"The Two Empresses met their match. They saw through each other's schemes and escaped from the equipment that could threaten them. This was the real reason why they avoided the secular world and hid behind the scenes, so that no one could find them."
The more Thales spoke, the more shocked he became.
"Because from that moment on, they could no longer walk around the world without fear. The Two Empresses had grasped the secret of sealing the Mystics, and with the greatest malice towards each other, they each forged weapons that could seal each other. They then distributed them to the hunters, and as time passed, they scattered them to various countries …" Thales said.
"They were hidden in the so-called legendary anti-mystic equipment that 'could not seal the Magic Empress'."
Thales froze in place.
All the equipment could seal Mystics.
But there were a few that could seal the Magic Empress.
Asda raised his head and let out an unusually pleased laugh.
"Therefore, they were afraid, wary, and vigilant. Among the legendary anti-mystic equipment possessed by the secular mortals in various countries, there were a few special equipment that they did not recognize. They came from the hands of their mortal enemies, but they could endanger themselves."
The Mystic stopped laughing, and the killing intent in his eyes rose. :
"Then, the question left for us is —"
"Which one?" Thales raised his head abruptly.
"Which one?"
With indescribable panic, he asked,
"Which legendary anti-mystic equipment was forged alone, and which Magic Empress could be sealed?"
But Asda's emotions cooled down. He shook his head.
"As I said, all the production records of the legendary anti-mystic equipment have been destroyed. We do not know."
Thales gritted his teeth.
At that moment, countless weapons flashed through his mind.
The Supreme Sword, the Staff of Constellation, the Dark Night Black Coffin, the Supreme Shield, the Motionless Bow, the Rising Sun Saber, the Severing Souls Blade, the Soul Slayer Pike, the Crossbow of Time …
Which ones are, which ones are not, which ones might be …
"Wait."
Thales seemed to have thought of something. He sighed, and there was disappointment on his face.
"We might not know, but the Empresses might not. They know which equipment was made by themselves, and which was definitely not.
"Besides, it has been seven hundred years. If such equipment really existed, they would have found it a long time ago. It would have been completely sealed or even destroyed to eliminate the threat."
But the Mystic had a different opinion.
"They can't do it."
Thales frowned.
"Why?"
Asda was calm and unruffled. He enjoyed the night view of Star Lake Castle.
"Firstly, to them, each other is the most terrifying enemy.
"If one of them wants to find a certain equipment that can restrain them …"
Thales understood and came to a realization.
"Then the other party will definitely do their best to protect or hide it."
Asda nodded.
"Secondly, they are like us."
'Like us.'
Thales' thoughts turned.
"I understand now."
The teenager clapped his hands and said in realization,
"If those special legendary anti-mystic equipment are really effective against them, then the Two Empresses will not be able to touch or even get close to them, just like how you can't get close to Eternal Star City and Renaissance Palace.
"So, if they want to deal with these equipment, they must rely on others — in the secular world, those who are not Mystics — to do the work for them."
The Mystic nodded.
"So, they will never and cannot appear in front of the world." Asda's gaze focused. "But they will use their unimaginable power behind the scenes, stretch out their tentacles and claws, and stir up the world."
'Stir up the world … in the secular world.'
Thales' thoughts became clearer.
"Thirdly," Asda continued, "the hypothesis has been completed. Now, it is time for us to find evidence and verify it."
In the next second, he looked at Thales and uttered a word.
"Peninsular War."
Thales' gaze shifted.
"What?"
Asda regained his elegant demeanor.
"From the beginning of the second century to the end of the fifth century in the Calendar of Eradication, the Eastern Peninsula and the Western Peninsula experienced four Peninsular Wars.
"But, why?"
'Peninsular Wars.'
Thales sank into deep thought.
"The two peninsulars are separated by a great distance, and it is difficult to hear from each other. Aside from a few countries, the profits from the wars can only barely cover the cost of the expeditions. Then, why do the rulers and vassals of the various countries want to cross the ocean to start a war? Is it really for hegemony and benefits? Standpoint and politics? "
The Mystic's change in tone made Thales nervous.
"Or is it because of some inconvenient, or even more terrifying existences who can't take action?"
Thales' gaze shifted.
He remembered a memory.
It was seven years ago, before he went on a diplomatic mission to Eckstedt and arrived at Broken Dragon Fortress. It was in the snow-covered birch forest.
'Blood, Blood Clan, death, betrayal …'
A certain queen's words echoed in his ears.
'"As for the Dark Night Black Coffin, perhaps many forces hope to obtain a legendary anti-mystic equipment. But rest assured, among those who understand its value and origin, no one would have the guts to covet the Dark Night Black Coffin, except for the terrifying Mystics."
When he thought of this, the teenager was instantly shocked. 'Damn it.'
"F * ck."
Thales took a deep breath.
"You, you let me calm down. This, this is too …"
Asda snorted coldly and did not speak again.
Thales calmed down and shook his head.
"No, the evidence is still not enough. A hypothesis is still a hypothesis …"
"But it is worth risking everything to verify it," the Mystic said faintly.
"Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance."
Their gazes met in the candlelight. One of them was solemn, while the other was light and indifferent.
At that moment, it was as if Thales was the patient and patient teacher, and Asda was a bold and rash student.
A few seconds later …
"Alright, if this is true."
Thales sighed.
"If there really is a legendary anti-mystic equipment created by one empress and able to seal another empress in this world, then why is it that no one in the world knows about it …"
When he said this, Thales paused.
Asda's laughter traveled into his ears.
"Of course the people don't know about it.
Because they don't allow it. "
Thales stared at him.
"This is the most interesting part. Two empresses, spear and shield, opposing each other, balancing and restraining each other …"
Asda had a faint smile on his face.
"After seeing through each other's tricks, the two empresses who turned against each other and became enemies may be furious, hate each other to the bone, and be on guard against each other.
"But for their own safety …"
The Mystic's words were resolute and resolute, like the sharpest blade that cut through all flukes.
"They also had to maintain the most basic tacit understanding. They had to work together and completely suppress this secret. They had to seal it forever so that no one in the world, no mortals, especially mortals who understand the history of Mystics and the hunters who control the legendary anti-mystic equipment, would know the most terrifying truth …"
Asda's tone became lighter and lighter, like a sharpened blade, becoming sharper and thinner. "…"
"In other words, the secret weapon that sealed the two empresses has actually been in their hands since the Battle of Eradication.
"What people need to do is to know and believe, search and verify it.
"Then, they can break the unquestionable creed in their hearts."
The candlelight around them was as warm as ever.
However, the ceiling was dead silent.
Only starlight shone through the darkness outside the window. Some shone in the sky, and some rippled on the surface of the lake.
A few seconds later, Asda said softly,
"Thales, you asked me before, 'Are we the ones who brought about the Bloody Year?'"
Thales did not answer.
But his expression became more solemn.
"That's right."
Asda smirked coldly.
"Can you imagine how shocking, crazy, and terrifying this secret is to the two empresses?"
And … how excited they are?
"I don't know who brought about the Bloody Year."
The Mystic stared at Thales.
"But I am certain that once there are any rumors or signs in this world, even if they only hint at this terrifying secret, that a few legendary anti-mystic equipment are the nemesis of the two empresses …"
Thales subconsciously clenched his fists.
"Out of consideration for their safety and their fear of each other, the two empresses who stand at the top may not directly appear and attack …"
The Mystic's words became even more terrifying.
"But they will temporarily put down their unforgettable hatred, give up everything, use all their madness, mobilize all their power in the secular world, track down the source at all costs, seal the news, cut off the spread, and ensure that anyone who already knows the secret …"
Asda's gaze became fierce.
"Does not exist anymore."
Thales trembled slightly.
"Even if there are piles of bones and rivers of blood …
"Lives will be plunged into misery and suffering."
Thales breathed in a daze.
"It was also the Jadestar Royal Family that went to Hell's River together during the Bloody Year …"
In the Prison of Bones, Ricky's voice rose again.
"The ferryman's bell.
"Can you imagine?"
The blue light in the Mystic's eyes became clearer, but his tone became more fanatical.
It was just like the first time he saw Thales in the chess room.
"The Magic Empresses were so high up and unreachable."
He chuckled, as if he had seen through something.
"But because of their enmity, they fell into a quagmire and fell into the secular world. Like us, they had to rely on children's games.
"We put up a fight on the streets, and they called for war in the mainland."
Asda's tone turned cold, and he regained his composure.
"There is no difference between the two."
After listening to this, Thales sat on the desk in a daze.
He was dazed.
"Do you know, Asda Sakern," he said slowly, his voice was hoarse.
It was as if he had just fought the most difficult battle.
"You are a f * cking genius."
The Mystic looked at him.
"In the so-called alliance of the three disasters, when Giza and Freuland were racking their brains to improve their strength or to seek external objects, but to no avail …"
Thales looked up and stared at him in disbelief.
"But you found the possible weakness of the Two Empresses — or at least a suspicious point — by collecting information, sorting out intelligence, piecing together fragments, analyzing logic, restoring history, and looking for flaws."
Asda was expressionless, but he nodded slightly.
"We had a conversation about this.
"Magic is not just about suffocating, squeezing people into balls, or even throwing chairs at you.
"Collecting information, filtering intelligence, comparing authenticity, looking for key points, connecting nodes, and arriving at the final discovery …"
The Air Mystic stared at the old and dilapidated bookshelf on the other wall. His tone was mechanical, and his emotions were unclear.
"This is also magic.
We are all on the path to omniscience, identifying the direction to move forward. "
Both of them were silent for a while.
"So, now that you know this, let's say it's a suspicious point," Thales said cautiously. "What are you going to do?"
Asda shook his head.
"Not me.
But you. What should you do? "
Thales frowned.
'What?'
Asda turned around.
At this moment, he was as sharp as a weapon.
"Welcome to the Anti-Emperor Club, Thales."
The Mystic said faintly,
"Because from the moment you learned the secret, you officially became the mortal enemy of Blood Spike and Hellen."
Thales was shocked.
"Because of it, the legendary Two Empresses of Magic will not let you go. There is no possibility of a buffer or reconciliation."
Asda narrowed his eyes.
"Think about the Bloody Year, child.
They will fight with you …
"Until one of them dies."
Thales paused for a few seconds before he realized what he meant.
"F * ck," the teenager muttered.
"As I said, the burden of the truth and the secret …"
Asda looked at him expressionlessly and spoke in the most beautiful and pleasant voice in the world.
"It is very heavy."
'That's right, it's the new year.'
(End of this chapter)
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