My Summons Are Weird Chapter 321

The spear was shining brightly, reflecting Royer's astonished face.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the long spear engraved with the symbol of Melias—three soaring birds guarded the rice grain that represented the ardent hope of countless people in the empire, with their heads lowered.

"Wind of Harvest", the most famous painting in Mera's history, was painted by an unknown magician.

On the huge drawing paper are the rice grains swayed by the breeze. These heavy rice grains are full of grains and golden in color. The industrious people all over the mountains and fields bend down with smiles and pick the rice.

The way they bowed was exactly the same as those swaying rice grains.

Based on this famous painting, Melaris added an owl that can prey on squirrels and guard food, and finally made the totem of the country.

In a long period of time, Melias's mighty warriors and brave army defeated the malicious people around him time and time again.

The northern expedition of the forest spirits, 24 consecutive battles, will win every battle.

In the Royal Library of Solon you can still read the documents of Melias' Northern Expedition.

The magician at the time described Melias' silver-armored cavalry as "roaring snow-capped mountains", and described the scene of them defeating the elves on the Great Plains as an "avalanche".

Royer looked at the silver spear and closed his eyes, as if he had crossed time and space, and came to the scene of the epic battle where World War I destroyed the forest spirits hundreds of years into the future.

The giant owls guarding the "rice" have developed a large fertile land with their flesh and blood, and their blood has irrigated the image of a good harvest for hundreds of years in the future.

The blood race of the Southern Expedition, the will of the empire that is not afraid of death is the pioneer, the snow monster with a bone-chilling chill freezes the fighting will of the dominant species, and drives them who are still active in the Civita area today all the way through the mountains of lava. Forced to live in the city of broken gold.

Roye could see the vampires standing among the mountains of hot lava, looking north to their homeland, looking at the picture of the flying owl, clenching his fists, and leaving with tears in his eyes.

In history, Melias was second only to the giant dragon in its heyday, so the aliens called it the "Land of Owls".

This is the first time in human history that it has entered the ranks of the top races in the Mela Continent, and it is also the first time that human beings have won the right to speak with their own strength.

It once leaned down to protect each of its citizens, and resented aliens for their dignity.

It once held its head high and led Mera's human race to rise little by little amid the alien race.

It has spread its wings again and again to deter those malicious people who covet its own "rice".

Countless rice paddies enjoy the shade provided by the giant owl, looking forward, looking around, and praying at the same time, hoping that the giant owl will continue to rule until the world is old...

Time takes away all the good things and shows the ugliness naked in front of everyone.

The giant owl perched on the paddy field didn't know when it began to peck its sharp beak towards the paddy field, and then everything changed...

Royer raised his head, and the snow monster in silver armor stared at him from behind the helmet with cold eyes.

"Why did you come to me?" Royer asked.

"Emperor, not dead."

After the Yeti entered the place of house arrest and told him about the assassination, another piece of information that surprised Royer was calmly uttered by him.

"But you just said..."

"It's just a ridiculous ghost." The snow monster's voice was cold and vicissitudes.

Royer said: "The undead of the giant owl can successfully enter the city of Civita, which proves that the rebels are hidden in the city. They provide you with an excellent opportunity... You came to me, do you want to cooperate with me? Do you mean or What do they mean?"

"Nobles are short-sighted and vulgar. They claim to be righteous and noble, but they are only for the small profits of the territory. The words of assassinating the king's killing car are high-sounding but cover up the people in the ruling land. They are all big rats. I fan the wings of the giant owl. The desolation brought by the time will no longer be associated with the Shuoshu."

"You think I'm not short-sighted and want to cooperate with me instead?" Royer laughed, the laughter stopped abruptly, and turned to slap his chest angrily, "Don't forget, I am the son of Solon's founding six pillars, I have their blood running through me."

"Although I can't become a shining person like my ancestors, I will definitely not become a traitor that Solon's descendants will cast aside!"

"The new nobles of the empire and the old nobles all have their own circles of communication. The circles represent their camps, and the same camp will advance and retreat together for common interests. And the six pillars, whether old or new, are unwilling to associate with them. An uneasy source of suspicion."

"The people of Solon have long forgotten the glory of the Six Pillars. No one worships the statues commemorating the Six Pillars. Weeds are overgrown. The statues are dilapidated but cannot be repaired. "

"Solon doesn't need Six Pillars. Nearly six hundred years are long enough. Melias only has a name, and the Six Pillars' deeds are obscure. They have long forgotten everything."

The snow monster's icy words hit the depths of Royer's soul, and his fingers were shaking.

"You seem to be very clear?"

"As the last snow monster, I have been walking silently on this land for hundreds of years."

"..." Royer closed his eyes, "Leaving here, I won't, and I don't want to be cast aside."

"You are hesitating." The Yeti said, "Your rejection is so weak, like a prayer... You are shaken, why should you suppress your inner desire."

Royer opened his eyes, lightly stepped on one end of the long spear lying across the ground, grabbed the bounced long spear and stabbed forward fiercely.

The strong wind blew his face, and the snow monster looked unmoved by the tip of the spear that reached the front door.

"Angry into anger?" The snow monster gently pushed the tip of Royer's spear with his fingers. He stood up slowly, and his strong body blocked Royer's entire line of sight, like a moving mountain.

"The son of the great Fedina, Lord Royer, do you know that the Six Pillars family has lost the secret in the depths of time?" The Yeti's voice was simple and old, "Do you know that... it was hidden by the Solon royal family, never before? The truth known by the descendants of Six Pillars?"

Royer threw the spear in his hand to the snow monster: "No need to say more, get out of here."

The Yeti unhurriedly took out a scroll from the silver-white armor and threw it over: "This is part of my rubbing, maybe you should take a look."

Royer frowned, and his intuition told him that this was part of the Yeti's plan to persuade him to destroy Solon from within. Although he wanted to cause great changes countless times to change everything, when he thought of the poor Solon people when the turmoil came... He Finally chose to give up.

"Don't open..."

"Don't open it..."

He kept shouting in his heart, but Royer's hand unwrapped the scroll involuntarily.

Lines of words came into view, Royer's pupils were trembling, and his face was pale.

Abandoning the scroll, the long knife was unsheathed, and a forward-looking knife aimed at the body of the snow monster and slashed away.

"when!"

The spear collided with the long knife, sparks scattered, Royer, who held the knife in one hand, and the Yeti, who held the gun in one hand, looked at each other.

There was a wave of the skin overgrown with the "gully" under the snow monster's helmet.

"Don't try to deceive me with such despicable means!"

"Despicable means?" The Yeti laughed hoarsely, "This is the truth, the fact that the Solon royal family has tried every means to hide it, the secret that only I who have survived on this land for a long time can pass it on. ."

"The texts on the scrolls are all rubbed from the stele inlaid in the abdomen of the 'crazy dragon'. Those dragons who fell into madness in order to fight the impregnated spirit cannot distinguish between fantasy and reality in the endless torture, and they are afraid of hurting their clansmen. They all stayed away from Mera. Maybe it was a long time that gave birth to a trace of reason, and the residual will made the mad dragon use the brief sobriety to return to the land that nurtured him, and then... Sligo slaughtered these heroes and slaughtered their bodies Made into weapons and equipment."

"There are three 'crazy dragons' who have returned in the past hundreds of years, and I got the stone tablet from such a crazy dragon. The contents of the tablet reveal the most shameful deception of the Solon royal family. The meanest person."

Royer clenched his teeth and said with a grim face: "A hypocrite, no matter what, I will not help you stir up turmoil. Those poor people can't stand the greater ordeal."

"So they have to live in half-boiled water all the time, let them cook everything bit by bit, and suffer from 'small' pain all their lives?"

"What you desire will bring blood and rain!"

"Your ancestors were extremely decisive when they destroyed Melias. They knew very well that blood and tears are the price that must be paid, and pain is the inevitable product~www.mtlnovel.com~ They are not the price!" Royer yelled.

"They are." The Yeti reminded indifferently, "They have always been, they were in the past, they are now, and they are in the future. The only difference is that history will always give them some gentle illusions, so that they have the illusion that everything will be better."

"Compared to your ancestors, you are kind but less decisive. Excessive sympathy for those poor people will only stop you from moving forward, turning a blind eye to the source of the pain, and then escaping."

Royer raised the knife, as if it could resist the cold words of the snow monster and warm his body.

"Don't you want to see the real stone tablet?" The Yeti suddenly said, "There is a more cruel reality on the stone tablet."

Royer's newly gathered will was shattered by these words.

Staggering back, Royer said, "I won't leave here... I don't want to be Solon's sinner either."

"Deceiving oneself..." The snow monster laughed, "It keeps saying that the ancestors are glorious, but they don't even want to accept their true will..."

"Tomorrow at midnight, I will send the projection of the stone tablet to you, and then you can tell the truth by yourself."

"Even if you don't help me, I have the power to restart the four countries that have made the same mistakes as Melias. You only have one chance to choose."

"Be my companion, or drown with these four rotten nations."

The snow monster turned and left, and disappeared with a burst of snow.

Just as he appeared suddenly, now he also suddenly leaves.

Royer slumped weakly on the ground, unable to find a focus in his eyes anymore.

"Ancestor... what should I do..."

Chapter end