I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

The time was the second day after White and others returned from Hades.

The Imperial Capital of Britannia, inside the Merlin Tavern.

Albus was sitting on a half-booked seat by the window in the corner of the tavern, quietly looking out the window at the flow of people on the streets of the imperial capital. It had just rained in the imperial capital, and in the hazy mist, the pedestrians looked like characters in an ink painting.

He seemed to be waiting for someone.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a black coat and a fluffy hat came over and sat down in front of Albus.

Ebbs didn't seem to be surprised by the visitor, and at the same time, the waiter on one side also served Ebbs and the man a glass of butterbeer.

The man was obviously a little surprised, "Did you order in advance?"

"You're never late," Albus said.

The man slowly picked up the butterbeer in front of him and took a sip, sighing.

"Mr. Semele still made it as delicious as before."

"I remember when we first met, we drank butterbeer, and you invited me to drink it." He said, "That was definitely the best drink I have ever had in my life."

There is no doubt that the man in front of Albus should be Gayward in disguise.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Albus didn't touch the butterbeer in front of him, and just asked directly.

"Do you know the possible consequences of touching Mordred?"

"He was one of the biggest hindrances to my plans," Gayward said.

Albus clenched his fists.

“He brought change to this decadent country, liberating people and allowing them to own land and their own homes.

It overthrew the emperors and nobles who had suppressed the people of this country for hundreds of years, and allowed people to stand up and be human.

He is a hero to this country and, in a sense, your benefactor.

Because the nobles of this country were also one of the culprits in persecuting you, weren't they? "

"Did the nobles really disappear?" Gaward asked.

"The President has abolished the aristocracy," Ibbs replied.

"Ha." Gayward sneered, "Those workers in the slums who are so thin that their ribs can be seen, work more than ten hours a day, but earn barely enough money to live on, are their lives due to the nobility? "

Albus fell silent.

"Admit it, Albus." Gaward said, "Even if the nobles disappear, a new group of "nobles" are gradually appearing. They will eventually form an evil dragon again and occupy the sky above this country."

"How many real civilians are there in the so-called Commons House of Commons?" he quipped.

"The president is already introducing policies to protect workers' rights," Ibbs said.

"To what extent have they achieved?" Gayward asked, "This group of people is different from the nobility. The nobility relies on the land for its existence. They cannot break away from the country and can only coexist and die with the country.

But they are different. They have a lot of money, sometimes technology, and steam engines that are not as immovable as land.

If this country does not support their existence, what choice do you think this group of free "nobles" will make? "

He looked at Abs.

Ibbs didn't answer, and Gayward continued, "They will choose to leave the country with all this and build factories where workers are cheaper.

As far as I know, some people have already done this. For example, there are Brittanian factories in places like West France and Germany.

Naturally, the government would not allow this group of people to run away with the money they earned from Britannia. It could choose to break the freedom of trade established by Arthur the Great and legislate to restrict them.

But do you think what these people without "land" would do if they lost their freedom? "

"War," said Albus.

"So the government will eventually compromise." Gayward said.

"This is the way this world is." Ibbs said, "After all, it will be impossible to completely eliminate the existence of classes for a long time. Every era has its own political system and structure suitable for each era.

Republics existed in ancient Greece, but why did they disappear?

Because there are more people and the territory of the country is larger, if the democratic system is implemented in it, it will inevitably lead to low efficiency, so autocracy appears.

And this is why the empire fell. "

"There is a line that runs through the changes in the political system, isn't it?" Gaward said, "It can be called technology, it can be called people's wisdom, or it can be something else.

And magic can bring about all this, it can bring about a new change, allowing the human world to enter a new utopia hundreds of years in advance.

Why can't we do this? "

"That's going to kill a lot of people," Ibbs said.

Gayward took out a pendant from the bag on his chest. There was bright red liquid rippling in the pendant, which seemed to be blood.

He placed the pendant in the middle of the table.

"Do you still remember the prophecy we saw together in the past?" Gayward asked, "Humanity's self-destructive desire is difficult to change itself, and a more powerful force must come.

The people who have passed away in this revolution are living for more people in the future. "

"My dear friend, do you still remember the oath you and I made?" Gayward said sincerely, "Join us. With your presence, this revolution will surely win."

Albus was silent, not refuting, but also not answering.

Gayward stood up from his seat silently.

"I won't wait for you, no matter whether you will stand by me or not, I will still implement my plan.

I already know your plan. "

Albus slowly raised his head and looked at him.

"I have a friend who is the God of Death in Hades." Gaward said, "He said that a group of living people broke into Hades, and one of them must be the disciple you are very optimistic about, right?

What's his name, White?

Why did you ask him to go to Hades?

Looking for Hydra's weakness?

Let me guess, you are looking for Heracles and his silver bow, right?

Did you succeed?

My people saw White and thought, you must have succeeded.

Merlin helped you, right? "

After saying that, he nodded to himself, "Only Merlin can let you enter and come out of the underworld safely. You always have the ability to let others help you."

"You have violated Merlin's rules." Albus said, "Aren't you afraid that Merlin will take action himself?"

"If he chooses to take action, he will not help you go to Hades." Gaward said, "Because it is not difficult for him to solve the Hydra with or without the help of Hercules."

Albus fell silent again.

"Before that, you should worry about your apprentice." Gayward picked up the coat that was draped on the seat.

As the doorbell rang softly, he opened the door and left.

Ibbs stared at the pendant on the table that he had not taken away, speechless.

This is the blood alliance. When they were young, they all wanted to change the world, and this thing can keep them consistent forever. If one party has this idea, the blood alliance will be triggered.

"Did he agree?"

At the door of the tavern, the magician named Hasa who had rescued Gayward from prison was standing there waiting.

Gaward said nothing and just walked forward silently.

And Hasa quickly followed behind him and said, "If he doesn't choose to side with us, do we have to consider how to use the Hydra poison to kill him?"

Gaward paused and turned his head to look at Hasa. There was no big change in his expression or eyes.

But Hasa felt an inexplicable chill envelope him. He lowered his head subconsciously and avoided his sight. There was a very sharp cold light in his eyes.

Gaward spoke in a slow voice.

"When did you make arrangements for me?"

"No, I'm just making a suggestion." Hasa said hurriedly.

"Remember, I don't like talkative people."

Gayward said quietly, and then continued walking deeper into the alley. Hasa quickly followed him, and finally the two of them disappeared into the thick fog of the imperial capital.