In the minds of most mortals, the name is like a pair of intertwined contradictions. They are always fear and fear, and they respect this name with Fanaticism.
But such a name.
It should have shinen above the sky 1200 years ago, not now – today.
Tumen slowly placed the closed book on the low table, just this simple action, which made everyone in the room feel a suffocating momentum.
The old lightly smiled, knowing how these people recognize one’s own, in fact it is not surprising that Four Holy Cathedrals have his statues – he used to be a teacher of the four sages, and Holy Cathedral never denied at this point.
As for other people who discovered this later than Vala, it was just because they didn’t think of it and didn’t dare to think about it.
He looked at these people, but he remembered many things in his mind. It was a time ago a thousand years ago. In that era, he met four smart and brave youngsters.
In fact, from the first sight he saw them, he understood that the fate of the Miirna empire would follow a different track, but for the respect of Lady Goddess, neither he nor Odin prevented it. occur.
Some things have changed, just like all the changes that have taken place in this land since the millennium. After witnessing the irreversibility of history and time flowing, those extraordinary people can often understand this.
To break free from the bondage of fate, you must have extraordinary courage and persistence.
This courage and persistence was once revealed to everyone in that era. They ended the era with a revolutionary change, just like in the more ancient history, Azure Knight and more ancestors did. That way.
……
And today. ◎,
The ancestors’ actions will be verified by their descendant to verify the correctness of the results.
The same era has once again come. In Tumen’s opinion, do the four youngster’s descendants still have the courage and perseverance to take responsibility for this era?
He looked at these people with a deep and wise look.
This bright gaze can’t help but make everyone look at themselves, and people are constantly bowing under his gaze.
To be exact, Tumen saw only a group of people who lost their homes and fled like a stray dog. Among these people are Kirrlutzian and Faanzanian. Some people are born noble, others are born poor, and most people are uneasy, as if they have not broken free from their previous fears.
Others, with the arrogance of this era, are the pride of noble, like the bad habits of Miirna a thousand years ago.
But one thing is common.
This trait has been vividly and thoroughly in the previous battles. These people have at least not given up hope, and the courage to fight for their homeland.
This is the trait that the mortal needs most in the coming days.
This is enough.
Tumen nodded, silently commented on whether he and Odin are waiting to see if they have value.
He opened his mouth.
“I saw that you were downcast, and some people heard my name and even showed a frightening expression, like a bunch of stray dogs. I think if you were a thousand years ago, your four sages and your ancestors will be with you. In general, will the structure of War of the Holy Saints change?”
Tumen slowly stood up from one’s own seat, and it seemed to be imposing. The powerful atmosphere even forced everyone in the scene to retreat. His tone was almost harsh, as if it were intertwined with lightning and thunder.
“Look, Miirna lost to a group of heroes, but their descendants turned into cowards!”
This made Duke frightened, but the youngster was full of heart. But they are difficult to stick to under the pressure of Tumen, only to reveal the humiliating expression.
Tumen continued to say a long time: “I have been here for a thousand years, a thousand years later, I saw such a group of stray dogs. Then tell me. Is the empire left by Gaetel finished, his descendants are downcast, Have you lost all the spirit and belief that their first prince left for them?”
The old man saw many mixed expressions from his face, fear, fear, unyielding, and anger. He was pleased that he did not see numbness: “I heard. In the south of Mantle Bay, there are Another Kirrlutzian survived. They reached an alliance with the enemies of Nazaire in the past, and put together their former sins to face new enemies.”
“And now, I saw another Kirrlutzian, so I asked, is Kirrlutzian dead?”
He shook his head from his own feet: “Not at all.”
“So is Faanzanian dead?”
“not at all.”
“Is the descendants of the four sages completely giving up hope?”
His eyes fell on those who were in trouble.
“Not!” Silver Knight Head Commander Rhode coldly snorted, he replied loudly: “Faanzanian is here, we can become cold corpses. But no one can call us to bow!”