After carefully discussing the details of each party, the elders of the Golden Tree left with satisfaction and completely forgot to ask about the identity of President Tarasha.

The French Emperor Defik immediately cut off the magic communication that had lasted for a long time, and only Yizhak and Roland were left in the huge room.

"His Excellency Roland, why..."

The young Grand Duke Luo Lian was silent for a long time before speaking.

His bloodline and identity made him understand prematurely how difficult it would be to survive in this huge and ancient empire.

Every relative, every friend or even subordinate around you may betray yourself for the benefit in a blink of an eye.

It took too much time and energy to get to the present with trembling and careful steps.

For the sake of his family, he had already given up too many principles.

Since childhood, before Defik became the Emperor, he had heard too many stories about General Dark War from his relatives who had close blood.

As a historical figure who has experienced the rebellion of the gods and survived, Defik's special identity and position also allow him to more deeply analyze the high-level undead who has never left his name in history.

From his initial curiosity to his later admiration, the story of General Ming Zhan accompanied him in his youth.

He has always regarded this illusory character who has been destroyed in history as an imaginary role model.

However, for the sake of the family, he had to accept the ugly survival model that had been deeply rooted in the imperial nobles.

I shouted countless times in my heart, wanting to break free from the status quo, but I surrendered to the hope and endless needs of my relatives again and again.

Until five years ago, the legend became a reality.

When the real General Ming Zhan appeared in front of him, he suddenly realized that history and rumors were not completely true.

Behind the martial arts honor, what is famous is just a sad soul.

The undead who still retains his heart repented again and again for the mistakes he had made, and repeatedly acquiesced to humans to continue to exploit her.

So, admiration becomes unbearable.

He could no longer bear to drag her into this ugly and dirty aristocratic world.

As in memory, she should be the one who drives nightmare to fight the enemy fearlessly, wielding the magic sword in her hand to kill all obstacles that block her progress. She is not moved by fame and fortune, not confused by power, but just persisting and burning for her ideals.

Although he is dead, he cherishes his life more than anyone else.

Although he has fallen, he has a soul that is purer than anyone else.

This is General Ming Zhan, the role model and role model that all knights sincerely respect.

The undead riot five years ago was the most painful night he had ever experienced in his life.

It was him... who... who brought her into the battle between the empire and the undead under the banner of mankind.

It was him... who pushed her to the abyss of death in the name of the family.

After finally knowing that she is safe, how could she be sent back to the forefront of civil strife?

"Sorry, Yizhak, bring you in, but..." Before Roland could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yizhak, whose eyes were full of gloom.

"I am not talking about myself!! Why do you, who have always been ordinary, have been involved in the empire's fame and fortune? The elders of the Golden Tree have always only thought about their own interests. Once they are involved in their relationship, not only will your identity be exposed again, but they will also become the target of their use again. You know, why..." Luo Lian, who grasped Roland's shoulders tightly and always paid attention to etiquette, lost his composure for the first time.

"Yitzhak?!"

Come back to his senses from the shock, and in those blue eyes, Roland saw naked care, which was the true love she rarely felt in this world.

Her cold body seemed to be infected by this kind of heart. Even through the thick fabric, she could still feel the temperature coming from the fingertips of the half-elf.

"It has been decided..."

I know, Itzhak.

I know what you said, but I no longer allow me to retreat.

I've always had a little fantasy.

This is not my world, and it will leave one day.

However, I have participated in too many sadness and joy.

In this illusory world, I have seen too many tragedies and countless lives that have been strong and alive.

For hundreds of years, the rope of destiny that is invisible has entangled me and the world.

I don’t know what kind of mentality General Ming Zhan had in the past, but I know that now I no longer want to hide in the turtle shell of my own building and continue to have unrealistic dreams.

Moya and Sistale, they all worked hard and paid for the people they loved, and even though they knew that everything might be futile, they never gave up.

Laxis, Samar, although they are enemies, are also burning all souls to implement and realize their beliefs and ideals.

This world is alive.

It is not sleepwalking or hallucination, but real and existential.

Every life and every soul here have their own thoughts and ideas. But I, who have no direction, naively want to turn everything around with my own strength alone.

How can a language and soul without faith make the stubborn leader of the gods give up destruction? How can he convince others if he can't even convince himself?

After really taking that step, I realized that it was not difficult to change.

"I don't want to say anything high-sounding. I just hope you can think about the status quo. The empire and the entire alliance have come to the brink of destruction. Do you want it to be reborn in the flames of subversion, or to die in the glory of self-deception?

Even if Mansha and the undead forces around her are removed, will this country change? I don’t want to discuss politics. I just want to make a choice between countless civilians and a few nobles. Should I continue humanity or let them destroy it?

To give up...you must first give up before you gain.

A country does not exist for the sake of aristocrats. When a country and aristocrats have violated the original intention of the founding of the country, abandonment is also necessary. The people do not need such a kingdom and ruler. Their ordinary and tiny hopes are just a place to settle down, working with family, relatives and friends, and resting at sunset. It is just a simple and happy life. If you have the ability to allow them to continue this dream, then why are you hesitating?

Think clearly about the object of giving up and gaining. Maintaining those things that are no longer worth maintaining will eventually lose everything." Pulling down his hands that were powerless because of the loss of consciousness, Roland bowed slightly; "I and Andre still have some things to discuss, and I will lose my companionship."

Before leaving, Roland looked back at Grand Duke Luo Lian who was still staying there.

This knight who is truly kind and righteous in the church is thinking about his own words.

Yizhak, you have to figure it out as soon as possible.

Because there is not much time...

Before the Gods act, I can stay in this empire and help you, and there is not much time left.
Chapter completed!