Brando smiled bitterly. In his original plan, he should not have made such a big move, but he did not expect the power of the law in his body to explode on its own, opening the door to the peak of the law in the middle of the battle.
In the eyes of others, this was an unimaginable benefit. Many people were stuck in front of this door for their entire lives. Every time they advanced in the Elemental Realm, it was an unattainable and precious opportunity.
Only true geniuses could walk to the end of this path.
Even his teacher, Greysword Saint-mephistopheles, was a once-in-a-century genius, had been wandering in front of the door of the Extreme Plains for decades?
But at this moment, Brando could not appreciate it.
The reason was because of the five suffocating mountains in front of him.
In fact, he had been fooling around in order not to attract the attention of the power of the Extreme Plains, but he did not expect to fail at the last moment. When he accidentally revealed this level of power, the Silver Queen immediately attacked, but now it was almost a quarter of an hour earlier than he had expected.
Five of the Extreme Plains, two against Mephisto, two against Sidney, and it seemed that the Silver Queen had specially prepared one for him.
Brando could not help but think that Her Majesty really thought highly of him.
Then, he forcefully suppressed the restless Seed of Law in his body. Once he stepped over the Edge of Truth, there would be a Tinder of Law left in his Elemental Domain. And when he reached the Ultimate Realm, this Tinder of Law would form his personal domain — the Ultimate Plain.
This seed of fire was also known as the first light of the Wohnde, because the Sage wanted to obtain true wisdom from this light. This was the origin of the Pale Poem, where all things were born from water, obtained spirit from light, and gained wisdom from fire.
But at this moment, Brando did not dare to accept this seed of law, because with a strong enemy in front of him, he did not dare to rashly break through the realm.
But what made him extremely distressed was that this seed of law was unusually active, thousands of times more active than the seed of law that was born in the game. He felt as if something was forming a resonance with it, and it immediately took root and sprouted.
He did not know if this was an inevitable reaction of the power of existence, or if he was special.
But if this continued, it would be difficult for him to concentrate on the upcoming battle, which was undoubtedly a big problem.
Fortunately, the five Limiteers did not immediately attack. Brando raised his head and looked at them. He knew that these people represented the queen's will, and the Silver Queen was most likely watching everything that was happening from somewhere.
She didn't let them attack because she still had something to say.
Sure enough, an instant later, a voice descended upon the Frost Dew Manor.
"A descendant of Darius."
The Silver Queen's voice was surprisingly young, almost like that of a teenage girl. Brando was stunned for a moment before he remembered that her age was permanently fixed at fifteen.
However, this voice was filled with an inhuman coldness, as if it was implying that its owner was temperamental.
In the manor and the surrounding forest, everyone raised their heads. The city guards, imperial guards, and Knight of Flame all knelt down on one knee, placing their left hand on their chest to show their utmost respect to the owner of this voice.
"When your grandfather was still alive, Erouine and the Empire were the closest allies. That was also Erouine's most glorious era, and the world called it the Anson Revival. But what about your current actions?
"You've repeatedly obstructed the Empire, and you even intend to support the separatists of the Empire. You've disappointed me. Brando, you've also brought shame to your grandfather."
The Silver Queen's voice paused for a moment.
"According to the Empire's laws, your death is not to be regretted, but Darius and I are old friends. The Earth Sword Saint was once the commander of the Temple Alliance, and the Empire owes him a favor. So, I'm giving you a chance.
"Submit to me —"
"Or die."
Brando felt the pressure on him lessen, and he couldn't help but grind his teeth. It didn't feel good to be controlled by someone else, even though the other party was a famous figure in history, and there was nothing embarrassing about being suppressed by them.
He raised his head, and his voice resounded throughout the forest, "Your Majesty, when the Flame King established the Holy Cathedral, he also established Cruz. The countries under the Holy Cathedral have always regarded the Empire as the spokesperson of the Holy Cathedral.
"And Erouine is the same —"
"In fact, just before you closed this door, Erouine's envoys and I had already arrived in Loen. Since you've never lacked Erouine's loyalty, you naturally won't lack the loyalty of a mere count from a remote place like me."
"But now," Brando asked loudly, "Is it the Silver Queen of Cruz, the Emperor of the Holy Cathedral and the Empire who commands my loyalty, or is it the Dark Dragon of Mardos who commands my loyalty?"
Brando's answer was loud and clear. There was silence both inside and outside the manor, causing everyone to look up at the sky.
Even the Knight of Flame's Family wanted to know where their honor and pride came from. Was it the inheritor of the Flame King's bloodline and beliefs? Or was it a reformer who revolutionized the world and corrected the mistakes of the past?
But were the people of Cruz really qualified to inherit the honor of the people of Miirna?
Other than the Silver Queen, probably no one could answer this question.
Her Majesty herself was silent for a moment.
She stood by her desk and looked at Brando on the crystal ball with a calm expression.
It was almost the same face, the same stubbornness and stubbornness, and she could still vaguely see that person's past glory between his eyebrows.
But what she saw on this face was not only the impression that belonged to Darius, but also everything that she had lost.
Those things that only lingered in the deepest part of her memory belonged to the past.
"You have also received Odin's inheritance and fate, and you should understand everything that I have seen."
"In that case, you should understand who is right and who is wrong. What good is it for us to maintain the lies of the Wise Ones?"
"To maintain this false peace?"
She shook her head, "I have heard this too many times. The Bugas are like this, the dragons are like this, the Silver Elves are like this, and in the future that I have seen, our world is so fragile that maintaining the status quo will not help us defeat the Dusk."
The wind blew from the other side of the mountains, and the forest that had been ravaged by the flames of war made a soft rustling sound. This moment of silence seemed to be telling something in everyone's hearts.
What Her Majesty saw on the battlefield of the final battle was indeed the threat of the Dusk. Brando understood. At that moment, he felt a voice whispering something in his heart, but when he listened to it, it was illusory and unfathomable.
It was like a whisper in the wind.
It sighed softly. Mardos had been gone for so long, and a thousand years ago, the last ruler of the empire made such a choice — —
The Silver Queen waited for his answer.
Brando was silent for a moment before he spoke again, "Your Majesty, you are supreme."
"On your throne, a single decision of yours can affect the fates of countless people. Your Majesty, countless people live because of you, and countless people may die because of you. It all depends on your decision."
"I have no intention of changing your will, but I just want to say that there are many paths in this world, and not all of them lead to hatred."
The wind and sand ruffled the canopy, and Brando had some kind of understanding in his heart. He seemed to hear the voice that lingered in the forest like a ghost. It sighed:
A thousand years ago, His Majesty the Emperor chose to end hatred.
So he was called The Fool.
Andrique, who was lying on the ground, suddenly had a look of astonishment in her eyes. She took out the Scepter of Fire, and circles of golden fire patterns on the scepter lit up.
The air was filled with unease, and some unknown factor behind the Law World was stirring restlessly.
At that moment, the wind in the forest began to grow stronger.
"That's why Mardos failed," the Queen replied coldly. "Those beautiful lies are the cancer that spreads in this world, and when you listen to its sweet words, a bleeding dagger has already been plunged deep into your heart."
Brando shook his head. "Your Majesty, Mardos did not perish because of Odin's choice alone, and the reason he made such a decision was because he could not see any hope — —"
That empire of the past could not save this world.
But a thousand years, could it really erase hatred?
The Silver Queen sneered. "Odin made such a choice, and what was the result? A thousand years ago, he chose to end everything, and a thousand years later, civilization is still trapped by hatred. What did the so-called Wise Ones bring us? The conquests of the four empires? "
The canopy of the forest near the manor danced wildly, and the Knight in the forest looked at the sudden gust of wind with some doubt. Summer had long disappeared, could it be that there was still a rainstorm at this time of the year?
Of the five supreme class, only Saipan the Tower Rebel turned his head slightly, as if looking for something in the void, and then frowned.
Brando was also in the midst of this gust, his long hair flying, and he looked up at the Silver Queen. "But at least the four Wise Ones ended the harsh rule of the Miirnas, Your Majesty."
The Silver Queen sneered, as if mocking Brando's naivety. "Harsh rule will not destroy this world, but dusk will. Do you still not understand? There is not much time left for this world, and short-sighted people cannot see the dangers of the future. If we leave them alone, we will only be waiting for destruction. I am saving them — — "
"But what you've done has only put more people in trouble, Your Majesty."
The Silver Queen did not think much of it. "Naturally, in order to return to the path of the past, there will be countless people who will shed blood and sacrifice, but it will all be worth it. Because of the mistakes we made back then, we must pay the price now."
"You find it hard to understand?" Her voice was somewhat contemptuous. "Descendant of Darius, you should understand that everyone in this world does not exist alone. You said that the fate of the people of the empire will change because of my decision, but how can I and my people not come to this point today because of the decisions of our predecessors?"
"And it is precisely because everyone has to pay the price for the decisions of others that our civilization can be established."
Brando looked at the sky silently, looking at the unpredictable flowing clouds under the night sky. At this moment, a string in his heart faintly touched.
Many figures and things appeared in front of him, as if he saw all the past history that Oderfeiss had once let him see, as well as the illusions that existed in history.
He saw the arrogance of the empire. At this moment, the two empires were overlapping with each other.
The wind carried the scattered leaves into the night sky. They gathered together in a frenzy, like a torrent in the sky.
Brando suddenly understood something.
"My Lord …" At this moment, Andrique suddenly shouted.
He turned around.
In the sky, the Silver Queen changed her tone at the same time, she shouted condescendingly.
"Descendant of Darius."
"The manor you are now in is called Frost Dew. It was built 150 years ago and has had several owners, but the one who lived here for the longest time was Madam Belisa."
"That woman likes this place because in this manor, she can overlook the entire capital of the empire."
"When all living beings are beneath her feet, she sees those who are at the bottom of the empire. Do you understand? Those who have been tormented by disasters, pain, war, and all sorts of other reasons, but they do not understand where their sorrow comes from, so they often feel unbearable pain."
"And us, known as nobles or rulers, we can clearly see our own weakness, see how fate has left a deep mark on us, but because of this, we also feel pain and sorrow."
"But no matter how the Twin Goddesses manipulate the threads of fate, no matter how suffocating this world is, no matter how deep the pain is, we will still silently move forward. That is why the empire and civilization will move forward step by step."
"And this is our resistance, the true meaning of the Path of Golden Flames."
"Do you understand? If we abandon those who cannot keep up with our footsteps, or let them indulge in illusory self-consolation and escape, or even if we choose to escape from everything that we cannot choose — "
"Then, what will happen to this world?"
The Queen's voice became cold and sharp. "When you choose to be alone, you have already betrayed everyone."
"The nobles' so-called aloofness and detachment is actually just a betrayal of their own class. What I see is no nobility, only indifference and selfishness."
"And the tragedy of Mardos stems from the fact that the nobles of the Miirnas chose to escape at the last moment. Odin abandoned their faith, causing the blood of the previous generations to flow in vain."
"So, he is the Fool!"
The forest fell into silence, only the sound of the wind sweeping across the mountains and rivers could be heard. The Knight seemed to have fallen into deep thought. They put down the swords in their hands, with a thoughtful look in their eyes.
Queen Gao Yongrong's voice spoke to them.
"That's why, lone knights!"
"The people of Cruz will not collapse because of the loss of a faith. On the contrary, it is because my people are proud enough that they can face their mistakes head-on."
"And the descendants of Darius, a speck of dust cannot hide the glory of history. Wiping it away will only make the empire more brilliant."
The Silver Queen's voice resounded throughout the sky.
"So, my empire, my people, do you understand your glory?"
"You, because you stand on the side of the truth, glory —"
The brilliance in the eyes of the people lit up.
Only for a moment, all the imperial soldiers present raised the longswords in their hands high.
But in the sky, Richard and Royer suddenly frowned.
The restless factor in the air was becoming manic.
But Her Majesty the Queen did not let them take action, so they could only wait quietly.
Brendel looked on coldly from the sidelines.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a little distracted. In this fanatical atmosphere, he saw the wind in the forest slowly calm down.
And the voice of the Silver Queen also quieted down.
The three cheers of the Knight also quieted down.
"Brando …" Andrique shouted again. She felt that the Scepter of Fire in her hand was trembling slightly.
But this time, Brando did not seem to hear it.
He raised his head. He already had his answer in his heart.
"Perhaps you are right, Your Majesty," he said, "but there is a problem."
"You are full of confidence that you have changed everyone's fate, but what if you are wrong?"
The Silver Queen fell silent.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
"Ridiculous." Her voice was full of disdain and sarcasm, "The sages used the fall of an empire and a thousand years to prove this result. How can I be wrong?"
…
How can I be wrong?
Brando's heart was clear.
Arrogance was born in people's hearts, but people often did not notice it.
They thought that they were born noble and could stand above everyone else. The Miirnas of Mardos perished here, and today, history repeated the same mistake, closely linking the fate of the two empires.
Brando felt as if he was in a world of silence.
But there was a voice in his heart that was becoming clearer and more definite.
It was the majestic pulse from the long river of fate. It gathered countless times, countless fates, and countless voices.
It only gathered into one word:
Fight.
Fanatical blood flowed in his body, roaring, rushing, and screaming, but his heart was extremely calm. He quietly looked at all the strange scenes in front of him. His gaze seemed to pass through the shackles of time for a moment.
He saw the Mardos being destroyed in the flames.
He saw the Cruz Empire being born from the flames.
The replacement of the old with the new did not come from a hero giving his people victory. It was the intertwining of countless people's fates. Everyone threw themselves into it and wrote an epic with flames.
So the empire was born —
It did not record the legend of heroes, but the struggle that belonged to everyone.
Countless individuals gathered to form the vision of history. Brando's gaze met them one by one in the long river of fate. He was so shocked in his heart that he could not control himself.
This was a glorious hymn, but it did not belong to one person, nor did it belong to a sage.
Even an insignificant individual like him was in the middle of it all.
And at this moment.
Brando finally understood in his heart why he was resisted by the Flaming Blade. He gently shook his head and laughed bitterly: "I used to think that I never thought of myself as a hero, but I didn't expect that there was such a yearning hidden in my heart. Oderfeiss, thank you for letting me recognize my arrogance …"
A voice immediately responded to him in his heart.
The voice was full of kindness.
But suddenly, another voice sounded, and it overshadowed the previous voice: "Arrogance is the ambition of a young man. Heroism is the romance of a man. This is not something to be ashamed of —"
This voice was spoken by a man with a rich magnetic voice.
Brando turned around and was stunned to see a person walking out from beside him. It was a tall man with a red cloak burning behind him like a flame.
His long hair shone like pure gold, and his eyes were as blue as the purest sea.
He held a long sword. The sword was engraved with golden flames, and there were small words inscribed on it:
'Motsvissatarsie —' (Flame Hammer Forged Fate)
It was the Holy Sword Oderfeiss.
The man patted him on the shoulder and smiled at him.
"Go ahead, I'm with you."
…
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