quicksilver blood

Chapter 522 Embers
"Working the people, hurting money... That shouldn't be the style of the Marquis. The Marquis was my idol when I was a child. I still remember that he proposed to His Majesty to reduce or even not collect grain taxes in villages with severe floods. He also learned like the Bantha, building schools in his domain...he was a great lord."

After listening to Master Vega's narration, Viscount Oak Clifford sighed: "Now, maybe he is really old and confused."

"Maybe."

Angus replied absent-mindedly.

Viscount Oaklifford suddenly turned his head, met Angus's somewhat indifferent eyes, and showed a gentle and somewhat humble smile: "Speaking of which, Viscount Ketugya, you are also my idol."

"Well? What did you say?"

Angus was slightly taken aback.

Viscount Oaklifford said sincerely: "I have wished to meet you since a long time ago. I have always believed that if there is only one family of Titan that can be called a real noble, then it must be Cthugya family."

The young man with bright blond hair crossed his fingers in front of his chest, and said slowly.

He looked at Angus intently, and his eyes seemed to be shining with light. At first glance, it seemed that there was fire burning.

It was this look that confused Angus.

That's right, he undoubtedly felt very strong hostility towards Viscount Oaklifford; but at the same time, his admiration for himself was not faked.This strange sense of contradiction made him hesitate.

So, Angus couldn't help but ask: "So, Lord Viscount Oakleyford, where do you think our ideals fit in? In other words, what exactly is the so-called 'real aristocracy' that you agree with?" How about it?"

"That's true nobility -"

Viscount Oaklifford blurted out: "There is only one thing that is noblest in this world, and that is to devote one's life to the people!"

"well said!"

Vega nodded in agreement.

Viscount Oaklifford seemed inspired, with an innocent smile on his face: "It would be great if you can agree and understand. I can't find anyone in this land who can listen to my voice."

"Maybe—tell me."

Suddenly, Angus interrupted Viscount Oakliffe.

He raised his head and looked into the eyes of Viscount Oak Clifford: "If you have time, you might as well talk to us about your thoughts... Roland, maybe we will become close friends."

"Roland... eh? Roland... Luo... Lan... O... Lan..."

But what made Angus feel weird was that Viscount Oaklifford muttered Saint Laurent's name distractedly, as if he wanted to get some comfort from it.

After he repeated the name several times, the blond young man froze slightly, and suddenly said without warning: "If you want, I will tell you...all of it."

After a short silence, the young man said, "It was about eight years old. I read the book and suddenly had a question, that is why people fight each other."

"But, as you know from the Oak Cliffors, my question was not answered by anyone. The answer they gave me was the answer parents give to their children - 'You'll know when you grow up. '."

"But I'm not reconciled. I searched all the books I could find, just to find the answer to this question. But, I failed. All the books didn't say why people fight each other, as if everyone took it for granted Know that the answer to that question is the same."

"But I didn't know, so I didn't reconcile. That's when I started to realize that the books around me weren't the whole world. They were neither comprehensive nor correct."

"It was a passing wizard who changed my life. He entered the closed study room that originally belonged to me without alarming anyone. Unexpectedly, I didn't feel any panic or panic when I saw him. Fear. Somehow, I'm just so sure there's no way this person can hurt me."

"—Wait a minute."

Suddenly, Angus interrupted Viscount Oaklifford's narration.

He asked seriously: "Do you remember what that person looked like? Did he introduce himself?"

"He didn't tell me his name."

Viscount Oaklifford shook his head regretfully: "He was supposed to be my first mentor. Fortunately, I still remember his appearance."

"He's tall, about a Titan; he wears gold-rimmed spectacles, and talks more like a poet than a wizard. On top of that, he has black hair and black eyes. I've never seen black hair and black eyes before. Eye-catching person, so I have a very deep impression on him."

Viscount Oaklifford recalled: "He asked me at that time, 'little thing, where's your master?' Then I said to him very calmly, 'Sir, I'm the only one here'... Immediately afterwards, he He offered to take me out."

"'You must be a liar, sir,' I said at the time, 'No one will try to take me away. My world is here'," said Viscount Oakleford, scratching his head shyly, "although It's embarrassing, but that's exactly what I said at the time."

"However, instead of being angry, the gentleman laughed. He said to me, 'When you can go out, you go north! The north has your chance!' After that, he disappeared, leaving only The next dirty travel book. I told my parents and brother about this person, but no one believed me, the only one who believed me was my sister."

"So, you saved His Highness the Prince?"

Angus twitched his mouth and asked quietly.

Not only the old Viscount, but also Angus wouldn't believe it if his children told him this.

Well, except Lily.

Viscount Oaklifford spread his hands helplessly: "I know you won't believe it. But it is true. I not only saved the prince in the north, but also met my other two opportunities in Caral and Suze... This world is so wonderful."

"When I was 19 years old, the lowest year in my life, I instinctively went north, and then I met my life mentor, a great mentor who changed my whole life-Marco."

"At that time, I was bewitched by the cultists. It was Master Marco who woke me up and saved me from leaving."

Mentioning Marco, Viscount Oaklifford couldn't help becoming a little more excited, and his voice became slightly higher-pitched: "Master Marco told me the answer to the question that has troubled me for ten years. He told me that the world needs Me; he told me that our family's ideas are wrong. Our friends are the people. And the power of the people is infinite."

"Master Marco told me that there should be a torch in this world that can turn to ashes the things that are distorted by people's desires and become evil-he said that there should be a flame in this world that can burn all evil to ashes. Burn out."

"We should be a whole. Humanity should be a collective! Whether it is imperial power, nobility or gods, any group that unites people's strength with desires other than human progress should be destroyed - the people must get rights, power It must be restrained. Only in this way can the world be saved."

Viscount Oak Clifford's expression was like that of a saint at this moment, and he solemnly preached his message to Angus and Vega.

Weijia listened very attentively at first, but later on, his face began to look strange, and there were big drops of sweat dripping down his face, breaking into several pieces.

Angus's fist was clenched, but he didn't dare to move.

Undoubtedly, he was already aware of Viscount Oaklifford's anomaly.

Destroy the imperial power?Eliminate the nobility?Overthrow the gods?

Don't be kidding, do you think you are Roland?

There is no doubt that the camp that Viscount Oak Cliff belongs to should be the Ring of Ashes sect that has been active in Titan recently.

However, although Angus discovered this, it was too late.

His extraordinary perception told him that since Viscount Oak Clifford's speech reached the second half, a terrifying monster had been eyeing him underground.But he had no chance of escape.

"Sorry, old friend..."

Under the cover of the enthusiastic Viscount Oaklifford's speech, Vega's pale face was full of apology: "I don't know..."

"It has nothing to do with you, Master Vega... This is all a trick of the villain. We have fallen into a trap."

Angus bit his lip and touched the silver cross in his pocket.Take a deep breath.

Yes, he has one last chance.

(End of this chapter)