Alien Knights

Leading Todd back into the tavern, Rachel asked the bartender for a bottle of water, and poured a glass for each of them.

Todd picked up the cup, took a sip, and asked, "When you sneaked into the Presbyterian Church, that old man named Eliade knew that you entered his library privately and copied his notes. In the end, he put you in jail, but he didn't seem to intend to embarrass you?"

There was a trace of sentimentality in Rachel's soothing tone: "In my impression, Eliard is a weird old man. He gave me life, but he didn't treat me as an experimental product. When I was still When I was young, he would provide me with food and clothes, and allow me to move around freely. Perhaps, in his view, my existence dispelled some of his loneliness and made him feel the warmth of family.”

"So, what do you know about Meredith, Grand Master of the Legion of Discord?"

"Speaking of Meredith, I was shocked when I heard her reveal her identity in prison. I never thought that the crow girl in the Kingdom of Shadows was actually a woman who lived for thousands of years. The ancient Tarot people, let alone the grand master of the Legion of Discord, or the daughter of the sage Sutherland..." Rachel said incredulously: "I have heard many rumors about the captain of the Legion in the Presbyterian Church. Some say she was a heterogeneous hero thousands of years ago, while others say that she slaughtered thousands of people with her own hands and completely wiped several countries off the map."

Todd recalled the woman whose words and deeds were unpredictable, and said with a sigh: "I heard her say that Iliad is resurrecting her father, the sage Sutherland, but it sounds like she doesn't approve of it. matter."

Rachel bit her lip, and after thinking about it, she said, "Todd, promise me one thing, about Sutherland's affairs, try not to interfere."

"Why?"

"Because we don't need to fight against Sutherland... After Eleanor's replication experiment was successful, Iliad found a way to revive Sutherland. Not only that, he also used a special thing to improve and strengthen The effect of the experiment. This kind of thing is a tyrant."

Rachel said quietly: "For decades, Meredith and Eliade have been cooperating. The former provided the tyrant, while the latter led the experiment. With the continuous supply of the tyrant, Sutherland has grown into an abnormal A powerful and invincible monster. He survived in the magma of the Supha Mountains, growing bigger and stronger. The day he recovers will be the day that will change the whole world."

Todd stared into Rachel's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you think Sutherland's resurrection is a good thing for the alien race?"

Rachel grabbed the broken hair by her ear, and while circling it with her hands, she said: "In the past, I really believed that the resurrection of the sages was a good thing for the alien race. Because the alien race Power is feared by the world, and after all, they cannot integrate into this society. Only when a powerful alien leader emerges and leads the alien species to overthrow other countries and eliminate other races, will the era of alien species be completely ushered in."

"However, with the passage of time and the development of things, I began to doubt my previous thoughts. Can a monster that can destroy everything really bring a peaceful world? Even if the xenomorphs wiped out the rest of the race and destroyed all Kingdom, can we really usher in peace and stop fighting?"

Rachel shook her head mockingly: "The answer is naturally no. So, I tried to change my thinking and try to find a suitable leader in the secular kingdom to reconcile the contradictions between aliens and ordinary people, hoping to find one The point of balance is to let the heterogeneous and normal people sit together and coexist peacefully like neighbors and colleagues. After years of searching, I did find a suitable person, and that person is you..."

Todd nodded slightly, motioning for Rachel to continue.

"Todd, the wisdom, tolerance, and foresight you have shown in the matter of racial compatibility are qualities that many kings and leaders do not possess. As long as you control the overall situation, there will be no conflict between aliens and ordinary people." A scene that cannot be tolerated."

Speaking of this, Rachel touched her forehead with a wry smile: "But I still forgot one thing after all, that is the heir."

"Todd, sooner or later, you will die. Whether it is your children who will inherit your throne, or through the democratic cabinet, to continue the country's rule. The contradiction between aliens and ordinary people will come to an end sooner or later. It broke out again. At that time, no one can guarantee that the leader of the country will have the same vision and tolerance as you. The biggest possibility is that things will return to the starting point again."

After hearing Rachel's words, Todd said thoughtfully: "That's why you want to crack the secret of the beacon tower, leave this world with the alien group, and find a new place to live again?"

The latter closed his eyes and said slowly: "Whether it's the church or the gods. Eleanor, Iliad, Sutherland... If these people want to fight for this world, then let them fight for it. I What I hope to do is to bring those alien species who yearn for peace and are tired of fighting to another distant time and space through the beacon tower, so that they can start a new life there."

Todd gently held Rachel's hand, and said softly: "If there is such a day, I can also unload the burden on me, find a field among the mountains and rivers, and spend the rest of my life..."

Rachel held Todd's hand instead, her eyes were blurred, and she unconsciously started to approach him.

At this moment, a young man in a black cloak stumbled into the tavern, saying something anxiously.

Rachel frowned, turned her head, and said a few words to the man in Imperial.

As the two talked, Rachel's expression became more and more serious, and her speech became more and more rapid.

Watching them finish their conversation and the young man left the tavern, Todd asked Rachel, "What happened?"

"A wanted criminal from the Presbyterian Church appeared in the city."

"the wanted?"

Rachel looked at Todd and said, "You also know this man. He is the murderer who murdered Theodore, the president of the Relief Society. His name is Laryngeal Bone."

Todd recalled it for a few seconds, and finally remembered the owner of the name.

That gloomy young man with a thin figure and a pale face always likes the head of the circus who hides in the dark.

Rachel hesitated for a while, and then said: "Beside the larynx, the spies from the Alien Association found another person, another person you are familiar with..."

Seeing Rachel's hesitant expression, Todd couldn't help frowning: "Who is it?"

"The old monk of St. Sidro's Monastery, your nominal first teacher, Myris, do you still have any impression?"

Todd froze for a moment and stayed where he was.