From Prisoner to Si Chen

After a while.

The two cars arrived at the downstairs of the Triumph Building, one behind the other.

The soldiers patrolling around seemed to have received the news in advance and stood in a row. Under the leadership of two lieutenants, they all saluted in this direction.

Bang.

Gilan got out of the car, and the short-haired woman beside him quickly stepped forward and respectfully closed the door for him.

Immediately, Gilan held the brim of his hat in one hand and a gray cane in the other. In the biting cold wind, surrounded by a group of officials in suits and ties, he strode into the door of the building.

These people took Gilan all the way to the 70th floor and then waited outside.

There was no one in the committee hall this morning. Gilan walked to the door of the chairman's office alone, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Tuk Tuk.

"Please come in."

The familiar, magnetic low voice came from the room.

Creak——

Gillan pushed open the door and entered.

"Chairman Parra." He said respectfully.

"Gilan, you're here." The white-haired old gentleman sitting behind the curved desk smiled. "Please take a seat."

Ji Lan nodded and took his seat.

He raised his head and glanced at the chairman of the committee, and found that the world-famous great alchemist was now looking very old, living up to his former stamina.

The cheeks have also been severely sunken, the cheekbones are distinct, and they are quite thin.

"Chairman, you..."

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.

"Haha, don't worry." Parra smiled. "Everything should follow 'equivalent exchange'. This is just the necessary price for using the 'Philosopher's Sword'."

‘Philosopher’s Sword? Was it the red sword that Chairman Parra took out of his cane that night? ’

Jilan immediately understood something, and he wisely did not ask too much, just nodded.

"Gilan, have you received the letter of appointment?"

Parra smiled kindly.

"Got it." Gilan nodded.

"Well...the head of state has agreed to my appointment and removal of you. Next, you will serve as the executive minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Parra said.

"You know the public opinion in the country during this period, right?"

"Yes, it's clear." Gillan paused for a moment, raised his eyes and said: "There were three final explosions sent by the Federation that night... Bosivalia was destroyed because of this, and the people in the country were very vocal about war. ”

"Aren't you curious why the capital city's Muse City was not damaged at all after the final explosion?"

Parra asked with a smile.

Ji Lan was startled, but said calmly:

"Curious...but I think it has something to do with the Head of State."

"Yes." Parra said solemnly. "Although the head of state is also limited by his body, due to the threshold of the world, he cannot exert strength beyond the sixth level limit...but he can leverage the legal power that originally belonged to Si Chencai, so it cannot be defined by common sense. ”

"The 'Elephant Guards' commanded by 'Saber Chief' Edwin Holment is the trump card of the 'Blind General'... The number of its members is unknown, but they all possess the power of 'Final Explosion'. They are our most powerful A troop to be afraid of.”

"Fortunately, they are also limited by the mortal world and lack the movement of their other bodies, so it is impossible to launch the 'Final Explosion' on a large scale."

Gilan was shocked to hear such secret information.

He was also curious why Chairman Parra would elaborate on this information with him.

"Gillen, after you take office as the Executive Minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs tomorrow, I need you to do one thing."

At this time, Parra suddenly changed the subject.

Jilan nodded and responded:

"Please tell me."

"I hope that you will come forward in person, as the new executive minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, to announce to the people of the empire and the world that the Bremen Empire will officially declare war on the Owena Federation! Both sides will fight to the death!"

Parra's expression was extremely solemn and her tone was solemn.

Jilan was stunned.

Let him come forward in person...

What's the meaning of this?

"Gillen."

Parra folded his hands, stared at the blond young man opposite the curved desk, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't have much time left."

"?!" Jilan's pupils shrank. "You...how could this happen?"

As the most famous mystic, the great scholar of the empire, and a powerful figure recorded in the secret history... Paracelsus must have reached the pinnacle of the world, but he cannot escape the shackles of lifespan? !

"Everyone has their time, Gilan."

Parra looked very calm and smiled calmly.

"The day I penetrated the 'Philosopher's Stone', everything was doomed. I used the power of such a miraculous thing, and therefore lost the hope of further progress on the 'Path of the Fire Sword'... unable to ascend. , this is God’s will and a part of ‘equivalent exchange’.”

"Perhaps dying as a mortal is my rightful destination."

"Everything exists, and existence has traces. This is the unchanging truth in the world... The so-called soul and the so-called nightmare tablet are all appearances, and I don't agree with it."

"I think the inheritance of knowledge and will is the most powerful proof of human existence."

"So Gilan, I plan to leave traces of my existence before I die, and also leave my hope for the Knights, the Empire, and the world..."

Parra asked solemnly:

"Would you like to be my student... my only student, Pala Celsus?"

Ji Lan opened his mouth, but couldn't speak for a long time.

It was a huge surprise to be accepted as the only student by such a legendary figure.

How unwilling he is!

But pie will not fall from the sky, and the gift of fate will definitely be marked with an overweight, waiting for the day of repayment.

"I will do my best to entrust you with the alchemy, physical training, meditation, occult knowledge, and even all the human resources I have mastered."

Paracelsus said calmly.

"But I have a condition."

"Please speak." Jilan took a deep breath and said.

"I want you to take my place in the future, help the Knights, and help the empire continue to realize that great dream... Let the world be free from war and strife, and enter an era of peace and tranquility."

"This is a heavy responsibility that no one can bear."

"Just think about it before you answer me."

Gillan fell silent.

He could boast about the promise made by Haikou, and then learn from Parra with peace of mind, thereby mastering more powerful power.

But Gillan wouldn't do that.

He was never a treacherous man.

From beginning to end, he had faith and perseverance that others could not understand.

Just like at the beginning of time travel, he inherited this intact body and promised to realize his dream and buy a decent tombstone for his deceased mother.

No matter what, he will fulfill his promise.

The same is true now.

If he agrees to Parra, then Gilan will definitely not break his promise.

But this commitment is too heavy.

An outstanding person like William Gerrard, even if he ascends to become a Si Chen, is still hampered by other Si Chens.

Even with the help of a talented team like the Healing Knights, they were still surrounded and suppressed by all forces.

As the overlord, the Bremen Empire still failed to achieve its dream after three hundred years of conquest and management. At this moment, it was forced to the final decisive battle.

Can he, a mystic who is only at level 4, do better than Parra?

Guillen wasn't confident.

But he was unwilling to give up this rare opportunity, an opportunity to become stronger in a short period of time!

'I have "beauty" and I also have determination. Although I, Mo Xing, was an ordinary person with disabled legs in my previous life, my heart is by no means weaker than others! ’

'Mr. Clark Smith is also a time traveler. He can become the "director" of February Sichen. Why can't I ascend to the throne of God? ’

‘If you can’t become a god, how can you live freely and freely as you please? ’

Ji Lan lowered his eyes and thought to himself.

A long while.

He took out a long breath, raised his head solemnly, and said:

"Mr. Parra, I am willing to become your student, inherit your dream and will, and try my best to realize it in the future!"

"very good."

Parra stared at the young man.

His eyes were full of relief.

"I saw you right, Gillan."

"So do you understand now why I want you to stand in front of the stage and personally announce the war against the Owena Federation?"

"Well, I probably understand." Jilan nodded. "Are you planning to train me to be someone who can stand on my own from this moment on?"

"That's right." Parra smiled approvingly. "Letting you come to the stage so early is actually a helpless move. If I had more time, I would have asked you to hide your talents and bide your time until the day when you become a blockbuster. It's a pity..."

He did not continue speaking, but ordered:

"Remember, from the moment you become my student, Pala, you will definitely become the target of public criticism... But I believe that with your talent, you can withstand all this, and adapt to and control it in a very short period of time. situation."

"Palaw...Teacher, I understand."

"Yeah." Parra nodded. "In addition, the second group of gravediggers suffered serious casualties. Teresa died in the line of duty. There is a lack of a person in charge... I plan to let you temporarily take her place and continue to lead the second group."

"Okay." Gilan did not refuse.

"After tomorrow's events are over, the Head of State will personally host a dinner for you at the Sifang Palace... At that time, members of the 'Knights of the Cross' representing the center of imperial power will be present to witness you becoming an official knight. "

Parra described the subsequent process and arrangements.

"After that, there will be a 'Midnight Rose' initiation ceremony that requires you to be present. I will introduce you to some of my friends in the field of occultism, so that you can gradually enter their field of vision."

"This is an immeasurable asset."

"I will follow your arrangements, teacher."

Ji Lan lowered his head and said softly.

"Very good." Parra nodded with satisfaction. "When everything gets on track, both countries will definitely take action to prepare for the third war... I don't have much time, so I don't have much time left for you."

"In view of this, I will spare no effort to teach you everything I know, and I hope you can work hard to absorb them in this limited time."

"Okay, teacher."

Jilan said solemnly.

Parra nodded and waved her hand.

"Well, go back and don't be late tomorrow."

"Yes." Gilan stood up, took off his hat respectfully, then turned and left under the calm eyes of the white-haired old man.

When the door clicked shut, Parra turned to look out the window, her eyes far away.

…

…

The next morning.

Before dawn, Jilan got up early to wash up.

He did not feel nervous because of the upcoming inauguration ceremony, and continued to practice in the room as usual.

After being promoted to the fourth level of Kusei, he found that his progress gradually slowed down.

It is difficult to cultivate and grow both the spiritual knowledge and the physical body through meditation or bodybuilding. The spirituality cannot be improved by such conventional means.

‘It seems that in addition to relying on the original ability of “Golden Sigh”, I can only use higher-level potions to assist in my practice... Perhaps, Teacher Pala can answer this puzzle for me. ’

Gilan wiped his sweat with a towel and put on the high-end suit he needed to wear today.

He thought in his heart and used scented hair wax to comb his almost shoulder-length blond hair back neatly, and finally formed an extremely handsome and mature look.

‘Well, let’s finish the things at hand first... Then I will formally follow Teacher Pala to learn. ’

Gilan put on a black silk short hat and walked out with the Laughing Staff.

Downstairs, there were already ten black cars waiting quietly, surrounded by official personnel and black suit bodyguards.

The residents around were quite surprised by this, wondering which big shot this was set up for. Even Mrs. Maslan from the grocery store across the street and the young men and women from the bakery were standing at the door to watch the excitement.

Until a straight-looking, elegant young man in black clothes walked out of the corridor, the long-awaited officials crowded around and respectfully escorted him to the car.

Immediately, the motorcade formed a long line and drove away from Price Street, leaving the surrounding neighbors in amazement.

"Is that Mr. Gillan Iros from Building 32?!"

"Oh, my God!"

"What is the identity of that young man?"

"I don't know..."

"Is he the nephew of some big shot?"

"Don't guess blindly, Mr. Gillan is a senior agent of the Prohibition Bureau, has made many contributions, and was once a count!"

"So, I seem to have some impression."

"Your information is out of date!"

"Oh? Secco, tell me..."

The crowd was talking, but Gillan couldn't hear it, and he didn't care.

As the convoy gradually drove into the central area, Gilan sat in the back seat and saw more and more people gradually appearing on the street through the car window.

In the neighborhood near the Sifang Palace, the density of people on the street reached its peak, and there were many police officers maintaining order. This was the first time Gilan saw so many people outside after the miasma disaster broke out.

In the hustle and bustle, most people had smiles of excitement and expectation on their faces. Some people held up signs that said "start the war", some carried cloth banners with bloody words such as "revenge, overthrow the Federation", and some organized people to shout slogans in unison.

They seemed to have heard some rumors and knew that today, the imperial government would make a statement.

The atrocities committed by the Federation against Bosvia will also have a result.

"Mr. Gilan, we have arrived at the Sifang Palace."

At this time, the short-haired woman sitting in the co-pilot turned her head and whispered to Gilan in the back seat.

"The inauguration ceremony is ready. After getting off the car, someone will be responsible for receiving you."

"Got it." Gilan nodded.

The motorcade slowly drove into the Sifang Palace compound. On the spacious lawns on both sides, nearly ten guards of honor with hundreds of people were lined up early.

They were all dressed in gray-blue military uniforms, wearing berets, with solemn expressions, holding guns and flags, and playing magnificent war songs towards the motorcade.

"Salute--"

Ten school-level officers shouted.

Swish!

The guards of honor saluted the motorcade in unison.

Seeing this scene, Jilan's calm emotions were inexplicably disturbed.

'What will my future be like? '

He looked at the Sifang Palace building approaching, the wall reliefs on the four corners, and the "X" flag of the Bremen Empire, and couldn't help asking himself.

The next second, his eyes gradually became firm.

'No matter what, I will rely on my strength and step by step to the top of this world! '