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He couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this question, Representative Wendt's lips finally curled into a meaningful smile.

“A group of idealists… or you could say, people dedicated to liberating humanity from this dark age.”

Chapter 205 The Empress's Secret

"Idealism...?"

Reinhardt looked surprised. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"It doesn't matter,"

Councilor Wendt turned and walked toward the stairs leading down into the depths. "Come with me, and you'll understand."

Reinhardt followed without much hesitation.

Regardless of the other party's intentions, even if it's a trap, he is now already in the other party's trap and has no other choice.

Below the stairs was a cellar, lit by oil lamps that illuminated a stone coffin placed in the center.

A stone coffin?

Reinhardt was reminded of his time in the underground prison. He had seen many stone coffins on the fifth floor, but the earth priests who had accompanied him had used earth magic to move them away, so he didn't know their purpose.

Last night in the chapel, Lancelot also mentioned the "sarcophagus," and including this time, this should be the third time Reinhardt has dealt with this thing.

"What on earth is this?"

Have you ever heard of the Three Sacred Artifacts?

Councilor Winder simply asked this question.

"I've heard that it's a sacred relic left in the sanctuary by the God of Light."

Reinhardt replied.

"In fact, six months ago, all three sacred artifacts were stolen from the sanctuary. Only recently was the Holy Lance recovered by the new saintess, Ella Heville, and displayed in the White Tower."

Councilor Wendt, leaning on his cane, slowly walked to the stone coffin. "As for the casket and the ring, most people believe that their whereabouts have been unknown."

"The former symbolizes the kingdom ruled by the God of Light, which has the power to win over the minds of all the gods and people."

"The latter symbolizes the personhood of the God of Light, which is the law that grants power to the gods of the new age of gods."

"The evil god you saw, Elias, has obtained the Holy Ring, and therefore the authority of the new gods that you know has now been usurped by her."

"This includes all the new gods you know: Undine, the goddess who rules the sea and rivers; Morse, the god of the underworld who rules death and winter... and of course, the goddess of the earth and forest that you Aslan worship, Teradom."

"Wait...you mean, even the authority of the Earth Goddess was taken away by that guy named Elias?"

“Worse still, those once-true gods are now on the verge of falling, and as faith in them disappears from the earth, they will sooner or later cease to exist.”

"How can this be?"

Reinhardt stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "That's... a god?"

Even the gods, who possess boundless power high in the heavens, can fall?

"It is the gods who have eroded their personhood."

Councilor Wendt said calmly, “I know you find it hard to believe right now, but think back to what you saw last night in the chapel, what descended from the statue of the Earth Goddess. Is that the benevolent goddess you know?”

Reinhardt pursed his lips and swallowed.

"Now you may understand a little about the current situation of your empire, Aslan."

"But if what you say is true, Your Majesty..."

Reinhardt's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Doesn't Her Majesty the Empress know all this?"

"Of course she knows."

"Then why..."

"Because she was the one who brought Elias's will into the palace."

"what……?"

Reinhardt instinctively clenched his fist, rushed forward, and grabbed Councilor Winder by the collar. "Nonsense! What reason would Her Majesty the Empress have to betray the Empire???"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the short girl next to Councilor Wendt, but she was immediately patted on the shoulder by Wendt's aged hand, indicating that there was no need to worry.

"Because at that time, she wasn't the empress you were talking about."

Even when his collar was roughly grabbed, MP Winder's tone remained calm and unwavering.

“Silvana, the former second princess, has neither the talent of her sister Celinedra, who is highly compatible with earth magic, nor the superb swordsmanship of her younger sister Fimishil.”

As he spoke, the unusually elderly Councilor Wind tapped his cane lightly, and a dreamlike light and shadow appeared above the cellar.

In the scene, Silvana, with a gloomy expression, stands on a high rooftop, half of her face peeking out from behind a window, as if observing her sister Serendra, who is surrounded by a group of royal nobles and earth priests in the square below.

Pink petals fell like raindrops from the air, as if some kind of celebration was taking place. A highly respected priest stepped out from the crowd and placed a crown of snow-white petals on Serendra's head.

“In the past cycles of reincarnation, Serendra was the true Holy Maiden of the Earth.”

"She was showered with the love and affection of the people of Aslan and became the rightful empress of the empire."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene slowly changed, transforming into a grand hall in the imperial palace.

On the crimson carpet, Silvana was pinned to the ground by a group of Sky Knights. Her face was an unusual ashen gray, her eyes were bloodshot, and her wide-open mouth seemed to be roaring at something ahead.

Court officials stood on both sides, while the tall and slender Femisil, dressed in a dark green light armor, stood in front of Silvana with a cold expression, holding a sword in one hand and pointing it at Silvana's nose.

"Silvana, however, was bewitched by the world-destroying witch out of jealousy and fell into madness. In an attempt to assassinate Queen Serendra, she was defeated by her sister Fimishil, who had by then become a sword saint, and was killed in the palace."

"Reincarnation in the past? What are these things? There's never been anything like that..."

"This part of the world's history has been repeated many times."

Representative Wendt reached out and handed something to Reinhardt.

Reinhardt released the other person's collar, took it, and was surprised to find it was a small hourglass.

The hourglass looked rather strange; the sand inside didn't flow downwards over time, but rather moved upwards at an extremely slow pace.

This was not the effect of gravity magic, Reinhardt was quite certain of; even holding it in his hand, he did not feel any magic power swirling around the hourglass.

"The World-Destroying Witch has restarted tens of thousands of worlds, but time reversal cannot perfectly cover everything every time, so some things fall into the wrong time domain. And their existence is the evidence that this world has been reincarnated."

"No, no... even so, this is too..."

Reinhardt tried his best to avoid looking at the image, "Her Majesty the Queen couldn't possibly be that kind of person."

"Ask yourself honestly, is the scene in the palace hall today the Aslan you envisioned?"

Representative Wendt didn't rush to refute, but simply smiled kindly.

“Reinhardt, you came to this city with pure intentions and a sense of honor for the Empire. Now, after everything you've been through, is everything you see in Aslan truly as you wished?”

Chapter 206 Interrogation by an Acquaintance

At the same time, in the underground prison of the imperial palace.

Although the third floor and below were severely destroyed, thanks to the architect Aslan's superb skill, the first and second floors are still usable.

Ye Xiao was currently sitting obediently in his cell, leaning against the wall and taking a comfortable nap.

Of course, it's not entirely pleasant, because he still has to fight back and forth with his Saint-level self in his dreams.

Aside from that, life in prison these past few days has indeed been peaceful.

Perhaps because of the prison break and the previous attack on the guesthouse, the company and the Dark Shepherd were busy arresting people everywhere, so no one cared about him, a suspect who was suspected of helping the witch's followers but had no substantial evidence.

Therefore, he was happy to be idle, since Ella was out there leading the Holy Light Revelation Society to preach and subvert others—although in a way it was also him doing it, this body was at ease and without any problems.

However, his leisurely time soon came to an end.

Two guards walked down the corridor next to the cells, coldly scanning their surroundings. "Ansharp Kalon?"

Ye Xiao opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then raised his hand to fiddle with the shackles as a response.

The recent trials in his dreams have not only deepened his understanding of the laws of slashing, but have also improved his other professions.

After all, it would be too difficult to compete with his past self at the Saint rank in the previous cycle of reincarnation using only his current swordsmanship. Without using all the abilities of other professions, he would only dream of being slaughtered.

But this actually honed his skills in other areas as well. For example, he had never known how to advance in his previous profession as a miracle mage, but now, through his training, he has mastered a skill called object reversal.

This skill automatically appeared in the skill bar after I reached the Grandmaster rank by triggering the death rewind skill thousands of times in my dream.

Ye Xiao wasn't sure if the conditions for mastering this skill would be just as demanding without the Dream Trial, but in any case, he now had a decent new skill.

Shallow application can be used to repair damaged objects, potentially restoring them to their state as early as one month ago.

That's how Ye Xiao's shackles were repaired, so much so that Mr. Kimpton, a fellow inmate in the next cell, was somewhat surprised that the guards hadn't noticed the problem with Ye Xiao's shackles.

As for a deeper use of this skill, Ye Xiao discovered that, in addition to the state, he could also rewind the spatiotemporal state of objects to a certain extent.

For example, if he casually swings his knife a few times, he will reproduce the trajectory of the slash after activating his skill, making it impossible to defend against.

However, the earliest timeframe for this backtracking cannot be extended too far, roughly one day, and it cannot retrieve the entire time period, but only a segment of about one minute.

This somewhat complex mechanism means that Ye Xiao needs to put in a lot of effort to practice in order to apply this skill well. Fortunately, he has no shortage of practice time.

Although the Dream God said that most people would have a mental breakdown if they trained in this way, Ye Xiao felt that it wasn't so bad after he got used to it. At least compared to the torment he had experienced, the pain of being cut down by a Saint-level expert was nothing.

Perhaps this is what the Dream God meant by his true talent—being exceptionally resilient?

While he was pondering, Ye Xiao had already followed two prison guards to the interrogation room on the tower.

Ye Xiao originally thought that the Star Weavers and their gang would come to see him, but to his surprise, he found an acquaintance sitting across the table from him as soon as he entered.

Tania, the Holy Maiden of Light of that Duchy.

"You're the one interrogating me...?"

Ye Xiao was quite surprised.

Tanya first waved for the guards to leave the room, then leaned on the table and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm really impressed, Kalon. Do you know that Miss Windsor has been begging me to find you for days?"

"Ahem, it is indeed a bit unfair to Miss Windsor."

Ye Xiao looked slightly embarrassed. He had taken someone else's core attendant spot and hadn't done anything worthwhile since coming here, so he felt a little guilty.

Of course, it's only a little bit.

Ye Xiao quickly puffed out his chest, then brazenly asked, "So, dear Saintess, is there any way to get me out of here? I can only rely on you now."

"Pull it down."

Tanya didn't even bother to mock Ye Xiao's overflowing scumbag vibe. "I don't have the ability to bail someone out of Aslan's underground prison."

"How could that be? Wasn't it an arrest warrant issued by the company? I haven't offended the royal family in any way."

"That's true, but it still has to go through those executives..."

Tanya paused after speaking, "Besides, you can't just leave whenever you want. I don't believe those two iron chains can hold you back."

“That’s different. Being forced to leave and being released are two different things.”

"Even after all this, you still want to go back to the department?"

Tanya was speechless. "You wouldn't actually be interested in Miss Windsor, would you?"

"So, do you want me to be interested in her, or not?"

Ye Xiao raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.

"None of my business."

Tanya blushed slightly. "But you'd better not let her down."

"Ahem, let's get down to business. Actually, I want to go back, mainly because I plan to investigate some things."

Seemingly afraid that Tanya might misunderstand, Ye Xiao added, "Also, I really have no feelings for Miss Windsor, we're just friends."

"I knew it, you bastard."

Tanya's lips twitched. "I really doubt whether there is any woman in this world who can keep you tied down."

"Don't say that. My heart was just broken into many pieces, and each piece just happened to be given to a different girl."