Is it because she is unable to truly destroy the Oracle and is disappointed …
Roland did not know whether to comfort her or roll his eyes. A normal person's first reaction would be to rejoice, but Fei Yuhan was still brooding over the fact that she could not participate in a battle that could cost her life at any time. He had to admit that a genius' train of thought was always different from ordinary people.
The higher-ups of the Association quickly came to a consensus.
The information regarding the Battle of Divine Will and the two worlds was classified as top secret. Before the Erosion crisis was resolved, the contents of the meeting were not to be disclosed to the public to prevent unnecessary panic.
As for the definition of Roland's background and identity, they still needed to discuss further. According to Fei Yuhan, his importance was even higher than the Association President's. This was not something that could be decided by Prism City alone. Sky City and the other Association branches had to be informed and discussed together. This process would probably take a long time.
However, in order not to delay the fight against the Erosion, Prism City would provide all the convenience and support to Roland within its capabilities.
Since the general tone had been set, the discussion after the meeting was about the specific contents of the support.
All he had to do was wait for the results.
As he walked out of the meeting hall with Fei Yuhan, Roland was surprised to find Valkries waiting for him outside.
She looked at the two for a moment before her gaze finally stopped on Roland. "I want to talk to you alone."
Fei Yuhan smiled and took the initiative to say, "Then I'll leave first. Zero is still sleeping in the ward."
After the genius martialist left, Roland followed Valkries into the courtyard behind the building.
Although it was winter, the courtyard was still lush with greenery. The grass on both sides of the stone path still had some snow that had not melted, and sharp green grass poked its head out, as if reminding people that the cold winter was coming to an end and a new year was coming.
If it was for a stroll, this would be a good place, but Valkries obviously did not bring him here to enjoy the scenery.
"What are you trying to say?" Roland broke the silence. "You realized that your judgment was wrong and decided to believe me?"
"No, I still can't believe you." Valkries shook her head. "The outcome of the Battle of Divine Will concerns the future of our race. I will never make a decision without verifying it."
"As you can see, the Oracle is stopping me from finding the truth. Doesn't this mean that we are heading in the right direction? Even if I could fake the results of the Western Front, I couldn't have arranged all of this on purpose. "
"Indeed, I admit that," Valkries replied calmly, "but my mind will not change."
Roland stopped, annoyed. "You're helping the gods destroy their own civilization."
"It's meaningless to criticize based on unequal information. No matter what, the Dream World and the real world are separated by the Realm of Mind." Valkries turned around. "If it were you, would you have made up your mind to cooperate with the enemy you've been fighting for nearly a thousand years? Besides, all I can get is a verbal promise. "
Roland opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a "yes".
He finally sighed. "If that's the case, then we have nothing else to talk about."
"I will never make a decision without verifying it, but —" Valkries paused. "If I can verify the truth, I will reconsider your proposal."
Roland was stunned. "What?"
"When you treated Fei Yuhan, the woman who came in the carriage was an Extraordinary, right?" She said slowly. "And she's different from the witches by your side. This difference doesn't refer to her ability, but her style of doing things. The former is unfamiliar to me, but the latter is rather familiar. In this world's terms, it's more or less the mark of an era. No matter how I thought about it, the only people I felt familiar with were the people from the first and second Battles of Divine Will. After all, after the humans retreated to the Borderlands, I never came into contact with you again. So can I infer that this witch is not old and is still alive? "
He wasn't that old … that should be compared to devils that were hundreds of years old. With just a few encounters, she can infer that Scroll and the God's Punishment Witches are not from the same era? Roland replied noncommittally. "What does this have to do with what you said? Even if you ask her and get the same answer, you will only think that she colluded with me. "
"Of course it's related. The Union's witches only have a lifespan of a hundred years. To be able to survive from the second Battle of Divine Will until now, they must have borrowed the technology of the underground civilization. Ever since we were ambushed by your trap, I have repeatedly pondered how they could enter the Dream World, and the only possible answer is the ruins of the underground civilization. "
Valkries walked to an artificial water feature covered in thin ice and looked at her reflection in the water. "Although the conditions are extremely harsh, this race's unique use of magic can indeed greatly reduce the difficulty of connecting to the Realm of Mind, and it's not surprising that the Union, which once occupied the Fertile Plains, excavated the ruins of the underground civilization. I originally thought that they gave up their bodies in reality and instead fixed their souls in the Dream World. But when I saw that witch, I realized that I might have guessed in the wrong direction. "
"To be able to allow a living Extraordinary to freely enter and exit the Dream World without any external help, this is no longer something that the magic technology of the underground civilization can achieve," Valkries said to herself. "I don't know what method you used, but at least I can confirm one thing — if the existing witches can use this method to enter the Dream World, then it should be equally effective for the higher ascendants of my race!"
"Don't tell me your plan is —" Roland's heart skipped a beat.
"Let the Sky Lord come to see me." Valkries raised her head. "Even if you are the creator of the Dream World, it is impossible for you to replicate a character that you do not understand at all. As the commander of the Western Front, Hackzord will undoubtedly be able to verify all the questions I want to know. "
Roland blinked and could not help but laugh out of anger. "That is a senior demon lord. If I could command it, would the First Army still need to fight in the Kingdom of Wolfheart? Besides, it was previously ambushed by the humans and now doesn't even dare to show its face. Where am I going to find it? "
"I will help you create this opportunity," she said word by word.
"…" Roland frowned. "Are you serious?"
"But you have to promise me two things. First, you must not use this opportunity to attack Hackzord. Second, no matter what decision I make, you must let it go. "
"Have you ever thought about how big of a risk this is for me?"
"We are both taking risks!" Valkries said in a low voice. "That's right. You think that this might expose the secret of human inheritance, but isn't it the same for me? If you go back on your promise and put a senior demon lord in danger, what else can I do but regret it? Don't think that I made this decision easily! "
Perhaps realizing that she was slightly agitated, she slightly calmed her tone. "In short, this is the biggest compromise I can make. As for whether you want to take the risk, the decision is yours. "
Roland stared at her for a long time before asking, "I want to know, what made you change your initial decision?"
"[Fearing a terrifying future and giving up on advancing is nothing more than a coward's actions. Even if we fail in the end, we will still do our best.] Valkries snorted softly. "For a human to say such words, it really surprises me."
That was Fei Yuhan's speech during the meeting.
Was she … standing outside the hall at that time?
"Also, you asked me a question at the beginning, right?" Valkries looked him in the eye.
— Do you think that the "Transformer" Heathtalese from a thousand years ago did something wrong?
Roland nodded.
"I don't think it did anything wrong." She turned and walked out of the courtyard. "That is my answer."
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