Wizard From Afar - Chapter 1163

“… to sum up, I think only the most objective, plain and emotional words are most appropriate to describe the ‘final battle’ of the imperial defense war.

My assistants and apprentices questioned why I had to insist on starting writing in the years after the war – only in this way could I get rid of the shackles of emotion and subjectivity, calm the passionate blood, and leave an objective documentary rather than an exciting poem to future generations.

The latter… As far as I know, there are already countless and famous articles.

The first thing to say is the heroes who incarnate the walls of the Empire.

Dreisis, deputy commander of duanjie mountain, led the heavy cavalry to charge from the front when the Azores launched the general attack, which won enough time for his soldiers;

Sir Aaron, the knight of lottel, unfortunately fell off his horse when fighting with the Azores reinforcements and was besieged by a large number of enemies; after the battle, Baroness lottel personally looked for his bones, but unfortunately, she couldn’t find them.

The surviving Knight lottel vowed that he saw with his own eyes that Sir Aaron’s body glowed with gold and was ascended to heaven by the Holy Cross at the moment when he rushed into the enemy array – reason told me that this was not true, but I was still willing to believe this “lie”.

Angert, the Earl of Byrne mountain rock castle, and lanmallos, the Earl of Lake City, were killed before and after the battle, and used his life to win back the turnaround for Byrne’s Legion; gerant, the Earl of glory tower, who was on a par with regrell, the Earl of white horse peak, but was always inconspicuous, used the last charge to bring back a city for his career of repeated defeats and battles.

In addition, salald, the Earl of the flaggun castle, ilandir, the Earl of the broken sword tower, and baus, the Earl of the loyal soul castle, also paid the heaviest casualties in the Empire. Only in the first World War, half of the round tables were vacant, which was comparable to the era of the black Duke.

Sabrina Jonah, Archduke of Boye, Charlotte, Earl of Byrne’s red blood castle, and Glenville, Earl of storm Castle – these three elves raided the rear of the Empire in Azores. Relying on the personal reputation of Archduke and Countess, they organized soldiers to defend on the spot and bought enough time for his majesty Brandon’s return.

The famous machete Archduke needless to say, the tragic defeat in the front battlefield could not frustrate her sharpness, but the reputation of the Countess of red blood castle was almost entirely based on her diplomatic means and proficiency in trade;

With a victory that almost reversed the war, she proved that she was worthy of being the descendant of the knight king.

For the Empire, the real meaningful part of this war does not lie in these heroes, or even in victory – if there is no final startling reversal, it must be the Empire, not the Azores… They are the one who is blameless in tactics and really controls the overall situation.

Many key victories have been won in the history of the Empire, each of which is related to the fate of the Empire and the fate of the world: the great conquest of Eckhardt I, “the battle of Brandon’s blood skeleton Valley” of the sage, and the “final battle” of the Dragon Queen

But this time, for the first time… Wizards have become the key to the victory of the war. The contributions and sacrifices made by those previously unknown wizards are enough to shame all the servants of the Holy Cross.

Led by master elbird, a total of four wizard tower elders, four senior mentors and the demon hunters and ELF war dancers who escorted them were all buried in eboden city;

Among the only survivors, Lord Dalton Kande was seriously injured and nearly collapsed; when I saw him again, he looked like a 20-year-old man who had grown from a capable middle-aged man to a dying old man.

Baroness lottel lost her right arm. No one knows why. I once got some information from my friend Lucian, which vaguely seems to be related to him;

Lucian weltz, my friend… Was badly injured and I stayed outside the door all night while he was being treated; I didn’t want to admit it, but I did think he was really leaving me forever.

In addition, there are ayin Rand, Isaac Grantham, Peter FASA… More than 100 wizards from Golovin, red blood castle, eboden and all over the Empire who made great sacrifices for the war, which has never happened in the past.

Naturally, there is Loren Turin… My friend and half of my former mentor on the road, who drew a complete end to the war in a very shocking and cruel way.

As a follower of the Holy Cross, I could clearly feel that I was standing on the edge of world change – indeed, a few years later, I can even see a wizard apprentice appear in the church like an ordinary person, as if it was an ordinary thing.

They will never understand how much their ancestors sacrificed for this little power just like ordinary people… I sincerely pray to the holy cross that they will never really understand and never experience the same suffering as their ancestors.

But if they want to experience it, I believe they will be as brave as their predecessors, or even braver. I firmly believe that.

And I, the bishop of the Byrne church, outside imperial politics, a follower of faith – I know that the world is going to make some changes, and whether these changes are good or bad… Who knows?

Better than nothing… ”

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Imperial barracks, prisons.

The flickering light of the fire reflected a figure kneeling by the wall through the cold iron fence.

The shackles on his arms and neck were pulled tight, forcing the figure to hold his arms flat and straighten his chest; The chains of ankle and waist and crotch are tied together, so that he can’t even relax a little. He can only keep the “sitting” position of kneeling on both knees all the time.

Look up and sigh, open your heart, kneel down… If it wasn’t for the chains and iron windows on your body, this would be the most standard Saint prayer posture.

Of course, the master of this figure has absolutely nothing to do with the saints.

Holding the iron window, Loren stared at the figure.

“Loren Turin… I thought you weren’t coming.”

The elf little prince opened his mouth lazily, as if enjoying snacks while talking to others: “your prince… Er, now it seems to be the Emperor… For fear of letting me run away, he nailed a short sword forged with secret silver into my spine, and I almost bled to death!”

Full of resentment, as if complaining about the bad luck of a day with friends.

“Just in case, after all, you are the royal family of Azores… Finally, the descendants of the eagle king, of course, you have to be careful.”

The dark haired wizard said quietly.

“Yes, yes, I understand, understand – the Empire defeated the Azores. Such a great war needs an appropriate and symbolic ending to draw an end to everything… I am the symbol. If I die, even if the war is over, so…”

The elf Prince stopped talking to himself, slowly lowered his raised head and stared at Loren.

He could feel that the other party had become a little different from before – it was indescribable, but the elf prince had a faint illusion that he was not an imperial man standing in front of him.

But the body of an evil god who eats people.

“What happened?”

It’s not easy… Loren can clearly see his tightened neck and red face, as well as his trembling body nailed in by the secret silver dagger.

“It’s over. It’s all over.”

The black haired wizard shook his head: “from this moment on, the title of azol has become history.”

“This moment?”

“Yes, at this moment… Almost a quarter of an hour ago, his majesty Brandon de sallion flew to the eboden coast with three Dragons – as he promised before, allow the surviving Azores to return to your hometown by boat.”

“Ah, so…”

The elf Prince understood immediately.

Brandon promised to let them leave, but he didn’t promise not to hunt them down; Hundreds of ships full of elves and without weapons met three dragons in the open sea… The end is obvious.

Without consternation and anger, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

“In fact, there’s no need to be so troublesome.”

After a few seconds of silence, the elf prince said lazily, “let them return to their hometown. The final outcome is the same. It may be worse. They will be eaten up and wiped clean by monsters everywhere, or become new monsters in the empty land;

But… I can understand that if you can lead the way, but you won’t be blamed, unscrupulous revenge and abuse, vent your desires and bully the weak hours, who doesn’t want to do that? ”

“Those who don’t want to do that just have reasons to force them to be patient.”

As if in a dream, the elf prince said to himself, and suddenly turned his eyes to Loren: “so… What about me?”

“What will happen to me?”

In a plain tone, it seems that you are really just asking casually.

But the answer is simple.

“Life is better than death.”

“Huh?”

The elf Prince didn’t react at once.

“You are the last Azor spirit and the symbol of the end of the war, Brandon… He won’t let you go so easily and burn to ashes.”

Loren looked straight at the stunned face: “he wants to show you off as a booty, as a tool to attract people and control power; the more you live, the more the Empire remembers the war, which is very important to Brandon.”

“So… Maybe he won’t remember to kill you until you are completely useless to him, that is, completely forgotten by the Empire?”

This time the elf prince was silent for a long time.

His eyes revealed a very complex mood. Finally, he sighed and accepted his life.

“This should last for a long, long time, and I will live like a year every day after that.”

“On the contrary, you’ll live a wonderful life,” Lauren interrupted.

“Why?”

“Because there are so many people who want to kill you, and their desire to kill you is even greater than their loyalty to Brandon and the Empire.”

“Oh… These brainless people will never understand how useful a living enemy is.” the elf Prince turned his mouth contemptuously:

“So now I have a group of fanatical followers – not the kind of good followers, but the kind who desperate to kill me?”

Lauren nodded.

“So… You didn’t come to see me, but you happened to meet some fools who wanted to kill me when passing by. After putting them down, come in and have a look to make sure I’m still alive?”

“Almost,” Lauren admitted.

The elf Prince’s face pulled down in an instant, and the change of mood even made the atmosphere a little different.

“Er… A little disappointed, but not incomprehensible; you are the winner. The winner can do whatever he wants to do to the loser. I understand, I understand – I don’t deny it. I also think about how to adjust your plan after defeating you. I spent some sleepless days by this.”

“Then again, since the emperor of the imperial man is not in a hurry to kill me, that is to say, I can live for a long time – very good. To tell the truth, I am an Azor spirit. Our Azor spirit’s biggest feature is that we like to pretend not to be afraid of death… But I belong to the less mainstream Azor spirit. Living is more important to me than anything.”

The elf Prince deliberately pretended to be indifferent, but with deep disappointment in his tone.

Of course, it may be that he pretended.

“I guess you’re leaving, aren’t you?”

Take a deep breath, the elf little prince tried his best to look at Lauren with the rest of his eyes: “I don’t know what you want to do, but in your eyes, the war is over, everything is back to normal, and the golden age is coming. Long live the emperor, long live the Empire, you can enjoy it…”

“It’s not over yet.”

The interrupted elf prince was stunned and looked stunned for the first time.

“You know?”

“I know.” the black haired wizard nodded slightly. “I also know why it came – I know that the Azores did choose this road of no return for the continuation and survival of the race; I know how much you had to do, and I know that you did bet everything.”

“Unfortunately, you lost.”

The stunned elf Prince didn’t notice his red face and looked at Lauren.

“Yes, we lost; realistically speaking, we were still unwilling to lose, because I had already won… If you didn’t show up, I should have become the eagle king.”

“We will save the fate of the race, save the world and create a civilization as brilliant as the Dragon Kingdom… Without you… You, Loren Turin.”

“If only it weren’t for you.”

A low and lost tone, with deep resentment and hatred.

If only I hadn’t

Loren looked at him and looked at the resentful and vicious eyes of rodriya Azor – there was no melancholy at the end of the game, no excitement and emotion after playing with his opponent, only… Incompetent anger caused by failure.

“I wish I hadn’t… Well, you’re right.”

Looking at the slightly stunned eyes of the elf prince, Loren nodded seriously:

“I assure you, you, they, they and… He… All of you.”

“Will die here.”