What's going on? What's going on?

After witnessing the illusion in Naira's memory, Griffith felt that something had been wrong and Neferdy might have escaped. However, every thought and premonition of his mind reminded him that this was impossible.

Soon, he saw the illusion. Naira found the girl who had no breath from the blood and wailed in a crazy voice that was not like a human.

This terrifying, frenzy cry that had lost all rationality echoed in the underground ruins of the Senate of Annoke City-State. It did not go for a long time, which made those who heard it tremble.

"Poor, so that's the case," Aaron turned his head to look at Griffith, and then turned his eyes on Naira, "I've seen his sister, or a charming girl you brought back from Odessa. But I could feel the curse cause and effect that she could not get rid of because of some defect.

“Neffty is ‘live’ in a sense.

"It's better to die."

Griffith watched Naira until he ran south along the cracks between the cliffs like crazy, and headed towards the towering dark mountain south. When he finally disappeared into the darkness, the illusion of memory disappeared, and the underground maze returned to silence.

"You and Naira have a great relationship. Not only can you use the power of the path of death, but you also have such entanglements in fate." Aaron's voice seemed to have broken the silence, pulling Griffith back from shock, doubt and anxiety. "The power of miracle has the possibility of upgrading the chosen one to the hand of god, but it is not the only way.

"Since Nephthy was resurrected from the dead, Nara probably gave some sacrifice to the wisp of life in the virtual realm or to His servants. Nara was the first to become the hand of God and the first slave in this tribute. I doubt that his power is likely to be incomplete and God would not be so generous."

I was worried that Aaron's trump card and the variables around me did not continue to play. I didn't expect that he was very talkative and cooperated. Isn't anyone talking to him usually... After listening to Aaron's long comment silently, Griffith gave a casual praise: "You have a lot of information."

"That's certainly, I'm Aaron Lundirus, the pursuer of the sea of ​​knowledge and truth, the son of prophecy who is destined to save the world, and is different from someone like you who cannot access magic and true power," Aaron's eyes lit up, "Now you understand the difference between us!"

"Where did he go?"

"I guess it is to follow the guidance of the wishing instrument to find complete power, or to save Neferdi, haha," Aaron laughed, "This is the rift between reality and mystery, and thoughts will become a signpost to matter. Naira lost her relatives and fell deeper on the road to resurrection. The endless and uncontrollable wish can only be called greed.

“He will pay the price.”

...

Griffith and Aaron continued to move forward in the darkness. They walked slowly and quietly.

"Are you worried about your companions?" Aaron asked.

"You have a way to find them?" Griffith asked quickly.

"No."

Then what are you talking about this to me? Griffith gritted his teeth in annoyance and ignored him.

"This is the lost ruins leading to the Wishing Tool. We are equivalent to moving forward in a seal that can control people's hearts and bewitch and induce people. What you can see and what you encounter depends on the guidance of the Wishing Tool," Aaron explained seriously. "Although I don't know where to find your companions, I don't think it will take long to meet them."

That's fine, well, hopefully it's a good thing... Griffith nodded slightly and paid attention to the surroundings.

"By the way, I'll ask you," Aaron raised his chin at the War Knight who had just fought with him, "a private question."

"explain."

"What kind of relationship do they have with you? Allies, friends? Or lovers or other? It shouldn't be that the two have that kind of relationship... Who comes first and who comes later? Can't they fight?"

"..." Griffith's mouth twitched and pinched the sin. At such a close distance, he could knock this rap guy out of the way. If one shot is not enough, he would make up for another shot.

"You are such a famous guy," Aaron touched his nose with a smile. "I heard that even if you were marching and fighting, you would have hidden under the bed, wardrobe, table, and all the places where you could hide were hidden. In the end, the one who could not hide could only climb onto the beam of the house. Haha, this is ridiculous, I don't believe it."

Ah, this... Griffith opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But, where to start...

"What? Is it true!" Aaron's suspicious eyes turned around Griffith's face several times, "It's you, no wonder that soft combod couldn't swallow this!"

"I have nothing to do with Miss Milantis!" Griffith roared.

"Uh-huh……"

Aaron restrained his expression as if he understood something and returned to his exquisite and noble temperament in the past. After a while, he murmured to himself:

"So that's true, but how can you hide five girls in a room..."

Griffith pulled out the light, and lightning flashed out, illuminating the dark underground like day.

"Wait, don't be impulsive!" Aaron suddenly pressed his hand, "He didn't notice us."

Who? Griffith looked aside with Aaron's guidance and saw a deeper ravine below the road, where Prince Commod, the Baieran, was wandering.

The memory illusion that appeared before Naira appeared in the air like colorful paintings.

"He also fell into the illusion. Be careful, Griffith. It seems that as long as he cannot keep his heart in this place, he will be excavated from the secrets of his memory and will be exposed to the wishing tool without reservation."

Commod was having a dispute with all kinds of people in his memory.

He and the generals competed for command of the army, debated budgets with the cabinet members of the imperial meeting, and roared at the Senate's inquiry meeting:

"The Imperial Guards will follow me! Warriors who are truly loyal to our cause and our country will rebuild an army."

"Forgive me," said one of the senators, "but His Highness went there to find the manpower and supplies for the formation of the army. All these essential elements stand aside with the wise Senate."

The dispute between the royal family and the Senate reached this point... This scene was beyond Griffith and Aaron's expectations, and they didn't know what to say.

More recent memories are even more amazing.

"Dianna, I need the southern border, when will the Duke's army and extraordinary people be mobilized?" Commod's voice said, "The industrial and commercial masters and citizens of other provinces are loyal to the royal family. With them, I can compete with the Senate and the Arcane Council. I can even form a large army and let the officers and non-commissioned officers of the Imperial Guards lead them!"

"Is Your Highness talking about a civil war?" Miss Duke Milantis took the booklet and did not look up at her fiancé.

"If they want, give it to them! The father is foolish, why don't he clearly support the citizen representative at the meeting? He is indulging our country to be stolen by the robbers of the Senate and the scammers of the Arcane Council. This world is corrupt!

"Only I can save Baierland. Even if I build a new country on the ruins, I will destroy the shackles imposed on my people!":.

"Commod, are you referring to the cult that killed Avignon?" The Duke Miss stood up uneasily. "The terror and threat will accelerate the deterioration of the situation, and you, the prince of Baierland, are the first to encounter misfortune at the moment of order destruction."

"Even you are not on my side? Why?"

"I support you, and swear in the name of my fiancee and friend," said the Duke, "but you are not ready yet. The battle between the Senate and the civic class will be a drastic change that we cannot handle. Let's leave for the time being, lead an army to an expedition, and act when the situation is clear."

"Why don't you support me?"

"I don't think the prince listened to the Duke's words at all," Aaron said. "Is he crazy because he was taken away by you?"

"The battle between Anjou and Odessa is an excellent opportunity to boost the royal family, at least on the surface," Griffith explained calmly and seriously, "and for this reason, the blow to the prince was particularly severe."

Miss Duke Milantis is still trying to persuade: "I think His Majesty the King is also working to maintain peace in the kingdom based on the same concerns. Baierland's finances and stability cannot withstand a civil war. We do not understand the citizens enough, and their own wills have not been fully united and united.

"I mean, wait a little longer. If the citizens can really fight against the power of the Senate, they also need time to experience and grow. No one's rule is achieved in a group. Didn't the officers and knights of the Imperial Guard mature in repeated battles?"

"You talked to the knights of the Lamor family that you were thinking about again."

"Ah?" The Duke Miss was stunned by the words, "I don't."

"Isn't that what you mean? Since the summer meeting, you have been particularly fond of him. I am the prince of Baierland, the future king. Why do you have to imitate a small officer to accumulate the lowest combat experience and spend your time on people who are not even nobles. I am the commander of the army, and my vision should be placed in a higher and longer-term place.

“I guide the wave of the times.”

Miss Milantis curled her lips. Griffith saw this little move, Aaron saw it, and her fiancé saw it, too.

"Tell me clearly!" the prince shouted, "What is your relationship with him? Have you met me on my back? Swearing to me with the honor of Milantis and telling me the truth."

The Duke Miss was stunned for a moment and shook her head in embarrassment: "I will attend a party with him, but..."

"I know!" Commod shouted in a shocking voice, "Traitor! %...￥amp; (The prince said some other unpleasant words)" Provide you with the fastest update, Chapter 59 The God Commod's Jealousy Free Reading.:.
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