before he was crowned king

Sean was not too surprised, he knew that Herrell must have conveyed something to Duke Oscar.

"Are we talking here?" Sean glanced at the man who seemed to be fainting beside him.

"If there is no antidote, he will be in a coma for at least a few hours. This place is absolutely secret." Duke Oscar picked up the dried flower tea in front of him.

"I know, I experienced it last night." Sean paused and said, "But it's not magic."

"The powder on the elf's wings is a natural anesthetic." Duke Oscar explained unhurriedly, "But it's not just last night, you should have experienced it twice."

"Elves...Twice indeed, and once in the Rose Manor." Sean stared at Duke Oscar with no emotion in his eyes, "How did you know about this?"

The movement of Duke Oscar's hands stopped, and then he put down the porcelain tea cup. "Lilian is my daughter, but she only inherited a part of the elven blood."

"What do you mean?" Sean frowned.

"Forest."

"Mr. Sean, please let me explain to you next." The light in the room was slightly brighter, and Lin Lin walked to the wall behind Duke Oscar, grabbed a corner of the black flannel, and shook it away vigorously.

It was a giant oil painting, occupying most of the entire wall, with thick and thick colors. The moment Sean cast his eyes on the painting, he felt that the time around him began to go back to the long past.

This is undoubtedly an extremely old painting.

In the picture, the curtain is drawn from both sides, and the god with snow-white wings slowly descends from the chaotic night sky. His left hand holds the shining crown, and the palm of his right hand is facing down, with a little bit of starlight falling from between his fingers.A group of people with strange shapes crawled under his feet. Part of their bodies were connected with flowers, plants and trees, and thin and transparent wings grew on their backs.The face of the god is blurred, and the shape is uniform, and the people below look down, holding their hands high, with pious and joyful expressions.

The sacred and unknown voice seemed to sound in Sean's ears again, and he even felt that he was in the painting.

"This painting is called "The Salvation of the Stars", and it depicts the scene where the god of the stars came to the world to save the ancestors of the elves. The elves are the creatures bred in the forest. We are born in the forest and die in the forest. The forest is our body. In part, it gives us life, but at the same time deprives us of freedom.” Lin Lin looked at the oil painting, with her hands resting on her chest, “Our ancestors have been imprisoned in green cages, because they longed for the outside world. Slowly evolved butterfly-like wings, but even so, we still can't get rid of the tree's body."

"Until 200 years ago, a fire fell from the sky into the forest." Lin Lin's voice sank, "The ancestors who could not move could only listen to the pain and mourning of the compatriots who were suffering in front of them, while looking at the unquenchable fire. The fire spread and approached, and at this most desperate and powerless time, the night fell, and the god of stars took pity on them, untied the imprisonment of the ancestors, and gave them the power to fly at night with the power of the stars. The ancestors escaped from the terrible fire, After gaining freedom, the elves have also worshiped the God of Chenxing as their only faith."

"The God of the Stars..." Sean naturally thought of Helear in his mind.

"The God of the Stars," Lin Lin said with admiration, "Our elves have believed in it for a hundred years. Even after the people left the forest and merged with humans, we never changed our belief. Until one day, the priests of the elves suddenly disappeared. A connection of faith. Then, overnight, all the elves' wings molted into thin, fragile forms, and we were no longer able to fly. That's when we began to realize what kind of trouble our gods might be in."

"What happened to him?" Sean asked.

Lin Lin looked a little hesitant, and Duke Oscar said quietly: "Although you have signed a contract with my god, you don't need to know too much about the past. It will not be good for you."

"Is it because of the God of Light?"

The room fell into a brief dead silence. Sean crossed his fingertips, looked at the oil painting behind Duke Oscar, and asked lightly, "Master Duke, do you know what the contract is about?"

Duke Oscar frowned.

"Erasure the existence of the God of Light." Sean raised his head and looked directly into Duke Oscar's eyes. "This is my exchange condition, and it is also the goal that your gods hope for. Regarding this goal, what kind of goal do you and the elves plan to maintain?" Attitude? Support? Oppose? Or just watch."

"My God's wish is also our wish." The answer given by Duke Oscar was more decisive and quicker than expected.

"Faced with this near-impossible goal, do you have a corresponding plan?"

"..." Duke Oscar pursed his lips, looking coldly at him, "What do you want to say?"

"I have a plan." Sean said calmly, "I want your full assistance."

Duke Oscar let out a low laugh, "Do you want the elves to obey your orders?"

"You can refuse." Sean said, "I just need to obey the command pieces."

"Mr. Sean, you..." Lin Lin looked slightly annoyed, as if about to say something, Duke Oscar raised his hand to stop him.

"Joining the elves is not an absolute condition for success, but it is indeed the most important plan I have prepared." If it is a pity that you choose to refuse, I hope you can at least maintain a onlooker attitude. "

"Tell me about it." Duke Oscar said in a deep voice, "Your plan."

"Speaking out will risk revealing the strategy. I only trust my allies." On this point, Sean will not back down.

"How sure are you of achieving this goal?"

"Not sure." Sean didn't hide it, "because there is no precedent for fighting a god."

"Are you sure I'll agree? Not even a decent reason?"

"Is there a reason?" Sean raised his eyes, and his words were a little emotional, "Except for me, probably no one is willing to hand over this dueling book to the gods."

"What do you want me to do for you?" After a while, Duke Oscar finally spoke.

The corner of Sean's mouth curled slightly, and he took out a roll of parchment that he had prepared earlier, and handed it to Duke Oscar.

"Rose Manor? Madam Mary?" Duke Oscar quickly glanced at the content above, "These things don't seem to have anything to do with the goal, it's more like you're taking revenge on your personal grievances."

"She's just an entry point." Sean said blankly, "I want the royal family to be in chaos because of the succession rights."

"If you want to control the imperial power, it is not a good choice to support His Royal Highness Mars." Duke Oscar said, "Although he is weak, he is a smart prince. If you want, I can help you and Fern Your Highness is on the line."

"His Royal Highness Fern's personality is easy to control, but what I want is absolute trust. There are already too many people standing behind him, and it is difficult for me to get such a position in his heart." Sean lowered his eyes, "And, Ka The Bader family also chose to support him."

"Hatred influences your decisions."

"The emotion of hatred is too strong." Sean shook his head, "I just want to know the truth, and let them pay the corresponding price by the way."

"If what you're telling the truth refers to Sean Cabed's life experience, then I can give you some clues." Duke Oscar tapped the armrest with his fingertips.

Lin Lin was carrying a brown suitcase and laid it flat on the table.

"Actually, I have always had a doubt in my heart." Sean watched as Duke Oscar opened the suitcase, and there was a fist-sized crystal ball inside, "How did you know so much about the things in Rose Manor? Did Lilian tell you?"

"I refuse to answer that question."

Sean frowned.

"Put your hand on it, and you can see some of your past experiences."

Sean looked at the transparent crystal ball, and there seemed to be gray-green light swimming in the ball. Duke Oscar didn't tell him what it was, but he could actually feel that the crystal ball was attracting him to touch it quickly.

What is there to explore about his life experience?His memory line started from the desolate small village. According to what he knew, before that, he should be in... Rose Manor?

Sean was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had overlooked something. He lowered his head, and covered the cold glass ball with his palms. The lingering soft light wrapped his thoughts, and fragmentary pictures emerged before his eyes after more than ten years. :

"Mother, I took my brother to play in the garden. He wants to eat the apples on the tree."

"Why are you crying? Alex, stay still on the tree. I'll go find a ladder."

"Do you want to listen to the story again? Alright, but Alex has to promise his brother, after listening to this, go to bed, okay?"

Sean's pupils contracted violently, and the scene in the picture was more like the perspective of what a person saw and heard, in which he saw a young self.At that time, he was wearing a luxurious little dress, his legs were not disabled, and his face was not disfigured. He looked like the beloved young master of a big family.

Is this little boy really him?He actually called his mother?And Alex?younger brother?

At that time, he and Alex lived together, and their relationship was as close as real brothers.

It's just ridiculous.

Sean couldn't figure out, if these images were real, how he got to where he is now, and what changed his life.

"Is what I'm seeing real?" Sean put his hand down, his mind returning to the here and now.

"Yes."

"Sorry, the next words are a little rude." Sean's eyes contained deep emotions, "But I want you to swear, swear that you didn't lie to me."

Looking at the trembling young man in front of him, Duke Oscar slowly raised his hand, "I swear to the God of Stars, there is not a single word of falsehood in what I said."