Sanctuary Huazhang III Tianyuan

Chapter32

Most people are happy to return to their hometown, temporarily putting aside their achievements and racism, immersed in the joy of returning.

The first thing I did was to increase the overall defense of Aates, rearrange the barriers of all important military locations, and further strengthen the protection of all palaces.

The drudgery that heavily drains physical mana is always my sole responsibility.

I have been busy with this matter for nearly a month, and rested in the Floating Dream Palace for three days before I felt that the feedback was not so serious.

It was more than a week after I came back that I was summoned by Elliott. I changed my shirt and hurried to the hall.

I can't remember the specific content of the conversation. Elliott and the nobles were obviously dissatisfied with the withdrawal of troops. This rash action caused Aitz to lose manpower and material resources but not benefit. This is not in line with the foreign policy of any country.

Elliott asked: "What about the follow-up? There will definitely be disputes when Aitz withdraws troops. We can no longer use truce negotiations to protect the country."

I frowned: "This war has brought a lot of trauma to every country. Even when Orson came in, the hearts of the people were distracted. It seems that countries will have to consolidate their domestic regimes for a while. How can they have so much time to take care of other countries?"

"Eden, you are not a politician," Elliott tapped on the window eaves with his bony fingers. "Only by solving external aggressions can we quell internal ones. If Orson wants to consolidate his rule, he must win politically."

He slowly stared into my eyes, with a little teasing in his words: "But you can't be too absolute, Eden, Luo Sihua has always taken care of you."

I kept silent, it feels bad that love is always used as capital in politics and military affairs.

Usually distracted while lamenting the hardships of life in this life, even wanting to get a love without impurities.

Elliot raised his head slightly: "Actually, I don't mean anything else, but I remind you that the peace you want is difficult to achieve in a short time."

I nodded: "I understand, but I am willing to work hard."

I looked out from Elliott's palace, and I felt the pride of the Most High looking down on the sky and the earth.So many people perish for it, so many people sink for it.

Just standing at such a high place, it is inevitable to feel cold.

I want to know whether Luo Sihua will be lonely or helpless in the face of countless colds.

At that time, I wanted to hug him and kiss his beautiful face.

A few days later, Elliott issued a series of decrees focusing on restoring Aitz's economy, basically paralyzing foreign trade and closing all ports.

At the same time, Orson did not quell the demonstrations of the people and the riots of Meizu from time to time. Luo Sihua suppressed many turmoil with strong force but failed to eradicate public dissatisfaction.

Orson is divided into two factions, the aggressive faction and the peace faction.

The aggression faction's complete power and conquest strategy calls on Orson to conquer the entire sanctuary.The peace faction supports the development of the economy to stabilize people's livelihood and restore temporary stability.

Regarding this situation, we can only take a wait-and-see attitude, and only ask Rothwald to favor the latter.

I hope he is safe.

I think there will be many, many abandonments in my life, but I will never expect to blur the slightest feeling for Luo Sihua.

……

The time to restore tranquility passed quickly, and all countries felt that time flies in the process of rectifying governance, the economy is gradually on the right track, and politics is gradually stabilizing amidst criticism.

In the past ten years, the development of Aize has been very stable, and the short-term peace made everything set on a reasonable track.

The daily life is monotonous and peaceful, and compared with the chaotic past of those years, I am already very content.

I left the Palace of Floating Dreams, and stood on the stone steps at the door, lost in thought.

Looking up at the sky like when I was a child, the azure blue color is spotless, and Aizi is always the hot sunshine of the clear sea, which makes people wonder if there is a magical power in this world that can wash away evil.

After all, human beings are too small, and the seemingly long ten thousand years of life is still too short compared to the eternity of time and space.

The roses on the island bloom beautifully and seductively, and the blood-red intense heat burns the soul, and the whisper of time can be faintly heard.

A figure came from a distance, Jesse walked slowly in a mage uniform, I tilted my head and smiled slightly: "Why did you think of coming here?"

Jesse twitched the corner of his mouth easily: "Just now I accidentally saw the arena fighting in the arena. It is said that he is challenging His Royal Highness Owen. I think it is quite interesting to tell you."

The arena is a celebration event that has emerged in recent years, with the purpose of enriching the cultural life of everyone.Winners are selected each session and will be challenged in the following year.

"What's interesting, isn't it an annual routine?"

"It's not the same," Jesse put on a narrow smirk, "This time His Royal Highness Owen was confessed five times in a row, and all the beauties who came to challenge were beauties who made symbolic gestures twice."

"Oh?" I thought it was ridiculous, "Then I want to see if Owen can maintain his cleanliness."

When I arrived at the arena with Jesse, it was already halfway through. Owen stood on the ring in a fluttering purple dress, half smiling, his handsome face full of maturity.

Due to his deep political foundation, Owen was promoted to general, and he was granted all the privileges of nobles as His Royal Highness.At this time, he no longer has a trace of the youth of the past, and he is noble and reserved.

Sure enough, as Jessie said, there was a beautiful woman with long blond hair and soft Liu Fufeng on the ring, with her lips pursed delicately and smiling charmingly.

There's no point in treating it like a fight.

The posture perfectly shows the curvaceous beauty, and the hot pants exposed on the body are alluring. Looking at the posture, it seems that the scene is not suitable for children.

It's not a man who can bear it!Owen maintained his demeanor, it is estimated that his calmness has gradually disintegrated.

I watched the fun with a very bad intention, commented on the beauties, and said to Jesse with a teasing smile: "How come this unlucky Owen has attracted collective attention? I don't know that he is so popular with women."

Jessie has always had a bad impression of Owen, and at this moment, he felt a little gloating: "It's not like you don't know that Owen's value has doubled since he was named His Highness, and he is also known as the most beautiful man, so he is naturally popular with women. "

The beauty deliberately bent over, revealing her proud plump breasts, and the sound of swallowing saliva appeared from the audience.

I casually said: "What level of aesthetics do they have? Owen is at best just average-looking, so there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Jessie looked at the stage and then at me, his eyes became more and more strange, and he said slowly: "Your Highness, are you comparing everyone else with your lover?"

"What lover?"

"Your Majesty Roswald."

"Nonsense!" I retorted sternly, "Elliot is even more handsome than him."

Jesse said: "Your Majesty is unattainable."

Owen made a quick decision, not even using a weapon to deal with the beauty's ambiguous sneak attack, and offered her a hand kiss as a gentleman to ask her to step down.

The beauty winked and twisted her waist.

I admired: "You are worthy of being my former follower, so you can sit still."

Jessie didn't care much after getting to know me well: "They can't meet the requirements, if they are replaced by the juicy young His Royal Highness Owen, he will definitely pounce on them."

I smirked: "Then you go up quickly, go up quickly, and prove your charm!"

Jesse glanced at me nonchalantly: "No, it's not that you don't meet the requirements."

I grinned: "Then he doesn't meet the requirements, Owen is handsome like an ordinary man, and I like the stunning one like Luo Sihua."

After watching for a while, someone probably launched the call this year, and all the women who admired Owen came to the stage to challenge, and the ending was similar.

Having to deal with a few more, Owen looked at a group of emotional women in the audience and got scared, so he just found a high-sounding reason to escape.

After Owen stepped off the stage, he walked towards us and saw that I was in a better mood: "It's strange that you still watch this kind of thing, don't you hate noisy places the most?"

I curled my lips: "Jessie brought me here, it's rare to see you make a fool of yourself."

"Where did I make a fool of myself?" He smiled politely at Jesse, and said, "Since you're here, don't rush away. A few days ago, an unknown ancient ruin appeared on an uninhabited island. It's a very mysterious maze. Don't look at it?"

Naturally, we have no reason to refuse, this is not a big deal, we probably use this opportunity to get some affection.

Jessie looked at the two of us ambiguously, and said with a clear face: "I won't go, my sister has an appointment with me to go out for dinner tonight."

... sister fetish.

I rolled my eyes and followed Owen onto a pegasus.

The newly discovered deserted island is located in the remote southernmost sea area. It is vaguely remembered that it is the sea area that Luo Sihua asked Aitz to fight for a long time ago.

After landing on the island, I was surprised to find that the eyes were full of swaying red poppies, scattered but closely connected in a line, fiery red and brilliant, shocking everywhere.

I was surprised, staring at Owen for a long time before thinking of asking: "Didn't you say it was a desert island, who planted this?"

Owen shook his head: "I really don't know, it was like this when I found it."

How can poppies have such tenacious vitality, and this flower was synonymous with Luo Sihua a long time ago. Who would plant such a large area?

I can see it, Owen reminded: "Go and see the stone carvings, you will be even more surprised."

I looked in the direction he was pointing at, and there was a huge cave with a black hole, the depth of which was unknown.

I walked to the entrance of the cave with three-point interest and seven-point anxiety. The cold and damp came head-on. Owen and I looked at each other, and Owen lit a blue firework to illuminate.

"Here, this cave is like a labyrinth, you have to be careful."

I nodded, picked up the fireworks and squinted my eyes, and gradually saw the scene in the cave clearly.

It was dim, but it exuded a strong magical atmosphere. There were strangely shaped rocks all over the place, but there was a clear wall in the middle.

On the wall are densely packed small characters, ancient and long, neatly arranged as arrows pointing.

I called Owen: "There are instructions here, let's go this way."

Owen didn't seem to hear clearly, and looked around without looking at me.

I called again, and Owen looked around more confused and anxious.

I touch him, but he doesn't feel it.

Suddenly realized that this is a strict magic barrier, I can enter, but Owen can only be isolated.

After weighing it, I still groped forward.

The road was silent, but the eyes became brighter and brighter, and the blue flames jumped on the stone wall, reflecting agile shadows.

I don't know how long, I finally reached the end of the open cave.

There was a faint light from the black pearl inside, and a stone table was placed in the center alone, with a huge clam placed on it.

I heard auditory hallucinations, and whispers like the sounds of nature fluctuate in my ears, gentle and sad.

"Welcome to the place where you were born, dear bearer of the Holy Shield."

A voice that I have never heard before, cast the magic of time and space, but it seems vague and ethereal because of the long time.

"The holders of the sacred artifacts of all ages have their own places to store their magic power, and they can use it to the extreme when they mature."

"I'm glad you found it here, and you will get a gift here."

"But before that, I need to reveal all the truth about the sacred vessel to you."

For some reason, I feel at ease, and I feel extremely at ease when I hear this person's voice.

The voice was still talking, but the volume was fading away.

"The Holy Shield means peace and protection. This meaning means that it is not just protected by magic spells. The holder of the Holy Shield itself has a symbol of peace."

"This means that if the sanctuary operates without peace for a long time, the holy shield will also fall asleep, and you will also fall into eternal sleep."

I struggled to absorb the meaning of these two paragraphs, I opened my mouth in shock and couldn't say anything.

"That is to say, maintaining peace is equivalent to protecting your own life—this is your own conditioning."

"Son, please allow me to call you that. I have witnessed too much turmoil, participated in too many regime changes, and created too much pain and helplessness with my own hands."

"However, it is not hatred or ambition that guides me in the end—I just want you to understand what you have fought for all your life and what you love."

The voice paused for a moment.

"As the creator of the Holy Shield, I regret to change your lifeline, but I wish you good use of this power."

"There are two prophecies about this generation of sacred artifacts, one is engraved at the place where the holy sword descended, and the other is behind you."

This is the last echo I hear.

I turned around, and the words recorded in ancient texts were engraved on the wall behind me, and I was surprised that I could understand them.

"Power is directly proportional to power and money, the stronger the power, the supreme position in the world.

This world bestows people with a lot of happiness, but it does not give corresponding blessings to the strong. The "Holy Shield" will eventually die young, and the "Holy Sword" will eventually be missed.Falling in love and killing each other will be the fate of the strong, and the battlefield will be the most perfect grave. "

ENDIF

Writer's words:

It's almost June, and I'm about to usher in the dawn!