Alien Knights

Walking out of the Governor's Mansion, Todd looked up at the dazzling sunlight above his head, speechless for a long time.

Miles patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Go back."

Todd asked Miles in a low voice: "Saladin's life has come to an end, do you know about this?"

Miles hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"His heart is beating fast and slow, and multiple organs in his body are beginning to fail. This doesn't seem to be sick..." Todd's voice suppressed faint anger: "...It's more like poisoning."

Myris knew the metaphor in the other party's words: "Saladin was indeed poisoned by chronic poison, a very rare mushroom extract, a small amount of it can calm the nerves and relax, but if it is used for many years, it will trigger the body Gradually collapse. But... this matter has nothing to do with me."

"Who did that?"

"Presbyterian, Eleanor."

Myris shook his head helplessly: "There was a covenant between the Empire and the Council of Elders for a period of time. The Empire provided supplies and protection to the Council of Elders in exchange for intelligence and supernatural support from the latter."

"But the good times don't last long. As the empire grows larger, the Presbyterian Church's ambitions are also growing. The latter has extended its tentacles to Saladin's most sensitive field-religion. Eleanor ignored the empire's prohibition, Start actively preaching, recruiting believers, and repeatedly expanding the military strength and equipment of the Mother Goddess."

"Faced with this situation, Saladin, a devout believer, finally broke out in anger. He ordered the altar of the Mother Goddess to be destroyed, the followers of the cult be arrested, and the occupied lands to be recovered. The covenant between the Empire and the Council of Elders officially ended , the relationship between the two took a turn for the worse and fell to a freezing point."

"As the mother goddess, Eleanor clearly understands that as long as Saladin is alive, she will never see her day. In other words, a unified empire is a disaster for her. Therefore, she The most common and effective method used by aliens is to use poison."

Todd closed his eyes and sighed lightly: "I have seen it with the ability of clairvoyance. Saladin's body has reached the point of exhaustion, and this country will soon usher in chaos."

Todd opened his eyes, looked at Miles and asked, "So, what happened to the larynx?"

Miles' gray eyes trembled slightly, and his whole body trembled slightly as if hearing the bad news.

"I believe you already know some things. Throat killed his adoptive father Theodore. After that, he took away all the experimental equipment and personnel of the Relief Society. With Theodore's alien technology, he took refuge in Sa Latin, began to carry out his experiments under the protection of the empire..."

Todd interrupted Myris: "Experiment? What experiment?"

The old man replied: "Those...things you saw in Fort Watcher and Beishi Fortress."

Todd was taken aback: "Successor of the dead?"

"It's not just the successor of the undead, the throat is planning something bigger..." Every time the name of the throat is mentioned, there will always be a trace of fear in Myris' expression: "Sorry, Todd... I Can't say any more."

Todd stared at the old man and slowed down his speech: "Master Myris, you are my first master, I respect you, if the throat bone threatens you in any way, I will do whatever it takes to ensure your safety. "

Myris shook his head vigorously: "Todd, you don't understand, you don't understand! Marcos, my only son, his soul is imprisoned, if I don't do what the throat bone says...In short, my business Don't worry about it, get out of here as soon as possible!"

Todd wanted to persuade Miles again, but he didn't expect the old man to shut his mouth, and chose to turn around and leave.

Feeling lost, Todd had no choice but to return to the tavern of the Alien Association first.

Seeing his return, Rachel, who was waiting anxiously, rushed up to meet him: "Why did it take you so long to come back? I thought something happened to you!"

Todd sat down on the chair slumped, with depression written all over his face.

Rachel sat beside him, looked at his expression, and asked tentatively, "What? You haven't seen Miles?"

"No, I saw him. Besides him, I also saw someone unexpected."

"who?"

"Saladin."

Rachel took a breath: "Why is he in Anuda City?"

Todd shrugged and told Rachel about his conversation with Saladin and his own observations.

"You mean, Saladin is going to die?" Rachel said incredulously: "The Saladin, who is called the agent of Allah and the immortal god of war, is terminally ill and there is no cure for it?"

After thinking for a while, Rachel said: "However, this sounds a lot like Eleanor's style of doing things. People and things that cannot be mastered should be destroyed as soon as possible instead of letting them go. Moreover, once the empire collapses, it will be given to the mother goddess." Teach more opportunities for development."

Finding that Todd was still in a bad mood, Rachel said, "Saladin's death will do more good than harm to Muxi City and Froststone City. You should be happy."

"I understand..." Todd said with a serious face: "But after talking with Saladin today, I don't know why, watching such a king slowly die, I always have an uncontrollable depression in my heart."

Rachel said thoughtfully: "I can probably understand, maybe this is the sympathy between heroes..."

"About the larynx, Myris said something..."

Todd repeated the old man's words again, and Rachel frowned while listening.

"After Theodore's death, all his research materials and equipment, as well as the entire Relief Society technical staff, disappeared completely. If the throat bone took all this, then many things can be explained. But the question is, what exactly is the larynx going to do..."

Rachel rested her chin on one hand and recalled: "Theodore and Iliad are partners in the Jade Alliance and comrades-in-arms of the Alien Association. Both of them are studying the technique of resurrecting the dead. Therefore, most They all share the research notes and experimental equipment. Since the throat bone has taken Theodore's things, that means..."

Rachel began counting the past with his fingers: "He should have a series of technologies and notes such as resurrection of the dead, Sutherland bacteria, absolute will, and beacon towers."

Todd reminded Rachel with a wry smile, "You forgot one more important thing..."

"What?"

"The larynx may well have the tyrant in its hands."

In the evening two days later, on the plank road in Anuda Port.

Todd looked at Miles who came to see him off, and was full of emotion for a moment: "Master, please forgive my stubbornness, but I still want to persuade you one more time, come with me. When I arrive in Muxi City, I can use everything Power will help you out of trouble."

The violent sea wind blew the wide gray robe of Meris, and the withered body like a stake swayed gently with the wind.

The old man shook his head and said to Todd: "It is easy to fall from heaven to hell, but it is an impossible dream to climb from hell to heaven. Todd, don't worry about me, an old man who is dying. , protect everything you cherish, and always follow the light of God."

Myris crossed his chest, then took out a book from his arms, and handed it to Todd.

"What's this?"

Myris said to Todd: "Over the years, Saladin and I have been discussing some academic topics and philosophical concepts. I know you are very interested in the way of governing the country, so I will overnight some of Saladin's remarks about the emperor's art and The assumptions were all excerpted and sorted out. Take it back and have a look, from it, you might be able to find the answer to your question."

Todd looked at the old man in surprise, and subconsciously took the book.

Miles patted Todd's arm, with a bit of sentimentality and a bit of relief in his words: "Todd, you are the smartest and wisest student I have ever taught. I have always been guilty of not being able to I will teach you more things, and I will leave you without saying goodbye. Although I am not a competent teacher, I hope you can become a great monarch..."