Infinite Mask Game

Euphia believed in Ismail's drinking habits.

When he was drunk, he could tell all the colleagues he had teased.

Wei Miao: "Migler... Is there anything special about this second prince?"

Ismail replied: "Compared to the other two candidates for the throne, his mother's family has no background. She was your majesty's personal guard. After giving birth to him, she... passed away."

The subtext is that he was the product of an accident and had no backing.

The empire has never established a queen. The emperor only has concubines. In addition to managing the country, another important responsibility is to find ways to give birth, because the royal bloodline is special and only the fire bearer has the ability to give birth.

There are only two princes and one princess in this generation.

In addition to the king, there was also a brother in the previous generation. After failing to compete for the throne, he became the bearer of the pale fire.

"Pale Fire" was a product accidentally obtained from the sacred tree field hundreds of years ago. A whole team of fire bearers sacrificed to bring it back.

The Holy Fire Church has studied it for half a century, and only knows that the fire is indestructible and is related to the sacred tree. During this period, the church suffered eleven major fires and countless small fires.

It was originally sealed in a square box made of cold iron brought back from the eternal night, but the powerful divine flame repeatedly broke through the seal.

If it is given up, the church is reluctant to do so. Most people believe that this special fire contains the secret of the divine flame tree.

At this time, someone in the royal family accidentally came into contact with the fire. The pale fire can actually take root in the body of the Holy Fire lineage.

Although the bearer suffers from the pain of burning in the fire, he can gain amazing power, comparable to the Son of Divine Flame.

You must know that not every generation of the Son of Divine Flame can continue, and there are too many coincidences in their birth.

After a certain number of years, the bearer will run out of oil and the body will collapse. The moment the flame emerges from the meridians is the end of life.

This generation of bearers has persisted for twenty years, fighting in the Eternal Night Realm for twenty years, bringing back countless Eternal Night Essence, and now stays in the palace, waiting for the next bearer.

In other words, now is the most intense moment of silent competition.

Among the losers, someone will dedicate everything to the world.

"Prince Miguel has never been taken seriously by the dignitaries in the imperial capital, and I have also retreated from everyone's sight. By chance, I came into contact with him."

Ismael smiled: "We got acquainted over a glass of wine and got along unexpectedly. He said that he just wanted to be an idle person now, and he didn't care much about the final result. As for whether it was a coincidence or... well, the problem is that every time he came, he would bring a few bottles of good wine and strong liquor. Do you understand... Forget it, you don't understand."

"But he is a helpless person and can't mobilize so many resources. By the way, there is another secret in the royal family. Whoever can find a way to weaken the disaster of the divine flame, His Majesty Pablo promised, will be the next emperor.

Obviously, Ismael didn't think Miguel had anything to do with this matter.

Wei Miao looked at this teacher who was particularly unreliable when he touched alcohol, speechless in his heart, and smiled on his face: "Then, teacher, do you know... how to save the world?"

"Save the world? "The topic changed so quickly that Ismail almost bit his tongue.

"The Divine Tree Domain and the Fire Land are expanding every year, and the Divine Flame is devouring the world."

Wei Miao plucked a soft ash from her silver hair: "And the endless ashes are a sign that the world is being destroyed."

Things that are burned to ashes will shed pieces of ashes.

"Your point of view... coincides with that of the sage." Ismail laughed, "I am just a retired former son of the Eternal Night. If I had a way to save the world, I would have put it into practice long ago."

"The person who has done the most in-depth research in this area is a historian accused of heresy, Bartlet Abbott."

Wei Miao: "Can I visit him?"

Ismail: "Your arrival cannot be concealed from those who are interested, but you have a special identity, superior martial arts, and are naturally detached from the secular world. As long as you don't do anything out of the ordinary, no one will stop you. You are just visiting a lonely scholar, of course you have the right to do so. "

"He lives at 119 Steka Street, West District."

Wei Miao stood up and said goodbye, bowing slightly to him: "Excuse me, teacher."

"We are so happy to meet old friends." Ismail waved his hand, his eyes deep, "Are you going to tell the church about the fire of Tuhuodi you mentioned?"

"I will not refuse anything that is beneficial to the world." Wei Miao smiled.

"You and I are really different, Father..." He hesitated, looking regretful.

Wei Miao thought that Euphia's current temperament had little to do with the priest.

The power of eternal night has the effect of a sedative, and the cold feeling suppresses the excited blood. Constant calmness and firm belief have created Euphia.

"Take these travel expenses. "

Perhaps with a slight sense of guilt, Ismail stuffed a heavy bag of gold coins into her hand, with a trace of pain on his face.

If someone stuffs money into your hand, there is no reason not to accept it. Wei Miao accepted Ismail's savings with a smile, and now her pockets are indeed empty.

Wei Miao put on her black robe again, closed her black eye, and walked out of the messy house.

There should be someone nearby watching the retired Son of Eternal Night. She can't cover her tracks, but she can avoid contact with them.

On the streets of the imperial capital, Wei Miao stopped a rickshaw: "No. 119, Steka Street, thank you."

Rickshaws are made of light wood and can only be seen in big cities. They are a convenient means of transportation for the powerful and wealthy in the city.

Euphia didn't remember much about the customs of the imperial capital, so when the rickshaw stopped, Wei Miao realized that they had arrived.

"35 silver coins, dear lady."

Wei Miao paid and looked around.

Steka Street seemed to belong to the upper city. The street was clean and tidy, and elegant gentlemen and well-dressed ladies could be seen everywhere.

Wei Miao looked at the house one by one and finally found the house number 119.

This is an apartment with a luxurious appearance. The black wall is elegant, the iron door decorated with glass, and the Gothic wall lamps on both sides all show the social status of the owner.

Yes, in this day and age, only those who are well fed and well-drinked have the leisure to study history, and only the wealthy class have the opportunity to become scholars.

Wei Miao politely rang the doorbell under the eaves.

A crisp bell rang from the other end of the room. Soon, an old and powerful voice approached: "I'm here, who is it?"

Wei Miao said respectfully: "A history enthusiast who came here because of my reputation."

"Haha, there are actually scholars in the field of history who are interested in an old man like me."

After the self-deprecating words fell, the door opened.

A spirited old man stood in front of her, looking at her with sparkling eyes behind his glasses.