MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 238 echoes of the past

   After the unpleasant conversation ended, and watching the imperial ambassador named Eliel leave, William suddenly asked:

   "There is information about the Sisterhood of the Blind, are you hiding something?"

   "Huh? Why do you think so?"

   did not deny it, Flaro on the throne asked.

   "Your previous detection spell that imitated the Eye of God. If you didn't have relevant research materials from the beginning, even the prototype would not have been developed."

   Recalling the special technique he saw earlier, William replied.

  The Eye of God is, after all, a special entry that even players can’t get. It’s something like a developer’s easter egg, or a half-official cheat. If there is no corresponding research data, even a "similar" low-end version cannot be produced.

"Although you keep saying that the organization called the Blind Sisterhood is just a rat in the ditch, you must have obtained the information from them through some channels. Is it a cooperative relationship with them? The spoils of war they got when they were in power?"

   Seeing that the other party did not reply, William continued to ask.

   After a moment of silence, Flallo picked up a magic medium and got up and said:

   "I can understand that you are very interested in that so-called treasure of the eighth Holy Spirit?"

   "Not that."

  William replied subconsciously—it was originally his own thing, so saying "interested" seemed a little out of place.

"It's good not to. For hundreds of years, most of the people who were interested in that treasure, after wasting a lot of energy and resources, got nothing but frustration. But they were lucky, because those who actually came into contact with As far as I know, no one in the corner of the truth has ended well."

   As she spoke, she walked down the steps and came to William's side.

   "The so-called people who have come into contact with the truth include you?"

   asked William.

   "Of course not, don't cause trouble that I can't solve, this is the principle I have always believed in."

   She shook her head and replied.

  Really, then I really can't see it...

   Her answer reminded William of the scene when the other party activated various spells and blasted at him involuntarily.

   She didn't know what kind of misunderstanding caused by the subtle expression change on William's face. After she was silent for a while, she kindly reminded:

"You know, the only person who has evidence to go to the end of the world to find the eighth Holy Spirit treasure and come back alive is the founding emperor of the empire, Terra Riel. He brought back the bronze crown that disappeared for two hundred years as evidence, In this way, he showed his identity as the eighth Holy Spirit."

   In this regard, William asked suspiciously:

   "But what I heard was that Tyra was born with the **** wearing a bronze tiara."

   Flaro stared at William without saying a word, those eyes full of ice blue light like two searchlights.

   William, who was staring at him like this, smiled slightly embarrassedly and said:

   "Of course, I admit it's stupid enough."

"This is purely out of propaganda. The Blind Sisterhood of the year spread the news like this, to add a touch of mystery to the legend of the founding emperor. After all, the heaven-sent heroes are better than the poor nobles who came all the way from the bottom. It's more convincing, if it weren't for this, Terra might not even be able to beat the storm in those troubled times, let alone conquer the entire continent."

  Frallo didn't say anything sarcastic, but walked over William to the gate of the main hall while talking.

   "Wait a minute, you said the Blind Sisters were promoting Terra's deeds?"

   asked William who was following her.

"The first organization to propose the concept of the Eighth Spirit and openly worship William Kane was the Blind Sisterhood founded by Sibyl who helped Terra Riel conquer the empire in her faith. After the establishment of the empire, they were slandered and exiled due to the emperor's compromise with the Holy Spirit Church, and the Eighth Order founded by them was also taken over by the Holy Spirit Church."

   "How did you know this?"

   As for William's question, Flaro, who slowly pushed open the heavy iron gate with his slender wrist, replied gently:

   "As you can guess, I do have some connections with the Blind Sisters. Simply put, I have the same hidden partner with them."

"Irene Riel, the current emperor of the empire. Thanks to the smart guy just now, I finally understand what that little guy wants. She hopes to open the road to the end of the world, just like her ancestors are on tour The treasure of the eighth Holy Spirit will be obtained later."

  …

After hearing the movement, the    guards rushed through the door as soon as possible, their expressions were nervous, like the current appearance of the enemy.

   However, after seeing the teleportation light in the room that did not completely dissipate, they put down their weapons in peace, and then politely asked Nezemar in the room if the Duke had teleported away by herself.

   After recovering, Nezemael simply prevaricates a few words, and the few people exit the door with peace of mind, looking like they are used to it.

   This made Nezemar, who originally planned to bring these people down and run out with the child beside him, a little confused.

   Is there no reaction at all?

Unbeknownst to   Nezmaar, these guards knew exactly where they stood—they were nothing more than decorations that made the temple look more like a palace.

  The entire Bone White House is a shrine built by the Duke of Sacred Tree, appearing or disappearing in any corner of the palace anytime, anywhere. For the Duke, it is only the most inconspicuous of all her abilities.

   Although they are nominally the guards guarding the Duke of the Holy Tree, in fact they can play no more role than the decorative vases placed next to the corridor.

   Therefore, after seeing the duke disappear into the reception room, they did not feel a little strange. At least not thinking - maybe the duke has just been dragged away.

   "Did time stop just now?"

   Just as Nezemar was amazed at the security of Sacred Tree City, Elis suddenly asked.

"what?"

   Nezemar asked strangely.

   "I saw the thread of time woven around it, and there were traces of disconnection and reconnection."

   "What kind of situation is that?"

   From Nezemar's point of view, what happened earlier was very simple - the woman shattered the Demon Sealing Rune in her hand and was teleported to the presiding judge after struggling for a while.

   is a completely unexpected development.

  Nezmar thought to himself as he lay back on the sofa.

   "Just cut the rope and then reconnect it. There will always be some knots at the connection position."

   Ellis, who was huddled in the corner, replied.

   "Of course I know what it means when the rope is cut and reconnected, but what did you mean by the thread of time?"

   Nezemar asked absentmindedly.

   She was thinking about something else at the moment.

   I never imagined that the Duke of Sacred Tree was actually a master at the level of God’s Domain…

  Because exploring the way of magic often requires a person's entire time and energy, today's secular rulers are basically not the ones who choose to go too far on the way of magic. In the past, there have been several Demon Emperors in the empire, and as for the result—the reign of those emperors is now known as the "Era of No Kings".

   Therefore, most noble families, including the royal family, choose to let the eldest son inherit the status, and then let other children study magic as the ballast stone for family continuation. If they don't have the relevant talent, they will even choose to let outsiders join the family, or adopt orphans with magical talent as adopted sons, inherit the family's magic secrets, and inherit the personal connections with the Star Council.

   And a duke who can reach the realm of the gods is a bit incredible in Nezemar's view.

   Especially the fact that the other party is still very young - where did she get the time, resources, and connections?

   Forget the first two, at least it can be explained by the word "genius". But without the connections with the Star Council, it is almost impossible to make achievements in magic.

   "Hey, I feel like it's so troublesome to explain... Probably, it's like this?"

   Elis, who was beside him, scratched his head for a long time.

   She very much wanted to express what she saw in words, but after searching for a long time, she was powerless to find that in the language logic she had learned, there were no more appropriate words to describe what she saw.

   So, she intends to demonstrate directly.

   So, under Nezemar's strange gaze, Elis picked up the cup placed on the coffee table. The fruit tea in the cup was completely cool due to the previous effect of Flaro's spell, and there was still a lot of ice residue floating in it.

   She poured the cup over, and at the same time clasped her fingers on the "time knitting thread" of the teacup, tearing it off with force.

   The iced teas stagnated at the moment they left the cup.

   "Ah, it hurts!"

  After doing all this, Elis retracted his fingers in pain, put them to his mouth and blew.

   Then, in Nezemar's horrified eyes, she pointed to the cup that was standing in the air and said excitedly:

   "That's it, see?"

   Almost at the same time, the cup shattered on the ground and the tea splashed everywhere.

"…how did you do that?"

   After a long time, Nezemar calmed down and asked.

   She knows that there is magic that can stop time in this world, but it is definitely a big forbidden technique that can only be used at the level of the gods. As for the girl in front of her, the magic fluctuations generated by her body are only at the level of an apprentice.

   But the other party did not answer his own question, but muttered to himself while staring at the position where the teacup was floating earlier:

   "Sure enough... The thread of time will be repaired naturally. But because of the deviation from normal time, is the thread bloated? Then what will be stored in the tumor of the thread of time?"

   "Wait a minute, your fingers..."

  Although he didn't quite understand what the other party was talking about, Nezemael saw the other's finger that had been pulled out of thin air, as if it had been frostbitten by something, showing a purple-red swelling.

   She got up quickly, stepped over the messy pool of tea on the ground and walked to the other side, bent down and pulled the girl's hand, intending to use healing magic.

   But the flowing magic disappeared in the next instant.

   is not escaping, not being absorbed, but disappearing without warning, as if it had never appeared.

   At the same time, the frostbite on the opponent's finger also healed instantly.

  Nezmar cautiously raised his head and looked at the girl.

   At this moment, the other party was staring at her with those eyes that were covered with a layer of white hood.

   Although it sounded ridiculous, she felt that she could see that the eyes of the other party were a little different from before.

"you…"

   "I saw the remnants of the Lord Judge's magic power, are you one of his subordinates?"

   The other party spoke first.

The word    the presiding judge surprised Nezemar. Only then did she notice that the other party was staring at the silver icon on her chest.

   At this moment, the person in front of her is not the girl named Elis, but something else.

   It's just that before Nezemaar could think about how he should deal with the current situation, the other party said first:

"This is the information I have saved for the future, about Ravenwood Forest. For other information, remember to remind the dull guy to go to other places to get it. I don't have much time, oh, it can be said that I have unlimited The time... In short, you have memorized what I said next, and told William later, don't miss a word, because this involves the safety of the entire world!"

"RIP Neh, his past attempts to save Ravenwood have failed completely. This is a hopeless country, not just because it was once the birthplace of the rotten lady Camilla. Because the ancestors of the forest elves committed unforgivable sins in the past for their own selfish desires..."