"Visiting at this time, what happened?"
"I've been keeping an eye on you guys."
Elwin's cheeks were still a little red. She walked to the desk, turned on the light, and gently played with the pull-ring pendant. She said in a bleak tone: "What kind of person do you think my brother is?"
She was asking about Tenet.
Hitzfeld was silent for a while, and said as tactfully as possible: "I actually don't recommend that His Royal Highness join this operation..."
A man who can't even control his lower body, compared to a group of people who are trying hard to control their drinking.
This difference is shockingly huge.
"I know he made a mistake, a serious one, but I hope you can give him a chance."
Alwyn did not meet her eyes as he usually did when he spoke, but turned away to study her bookshelf.
“He’s not a man without talent.”
"I grew up with them. I know very well that Tenize has heroism in his bones. He wouldn't even frown if he had to sacrifice himself. It's just that he, like me, was protected too well by Naris."
"He didn't have the opportunity to practice, and after a long time, he felt like a waste."
"I hope there is something that can sharpen him, scrape away the old dirt from his surface, and reveal his inner self and essence."
"His Majesty."
Hitzfeld frowned slightly.
"This is not a hero game."
She had no idea what Alvin was trying to do.
Grinding Tenet?
Why, does she hope to turn this trip into a heroic epic, staging a tragic drama in which a dissolute prince suddenly repents and sacrifices his life for his country?
This is a bit too bloody.
"The choice is yours, I'm just giving you a reference."
Alvin turned around and smiled brightly.
"And... you don't think I'm here just to be a lobbyist, do you?"
"Then you..."
"I might know something about Ves Bakinsa."
Alwyn said.
"I don't know if you've heard of—"
"Blood and bones... can a mage do that?"
I didn't get up, so I'll make up for it today.
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Chapter 27: Enemy of the Epoch
After searching through her memories, even including the chaotic memories of the sea of time, Hitzfeld was quite sure that she had never heard of this phrase.
"The Blood and Bone Mage Society... sounds like a supernatural organization?"
"you are right."
Elwin nodded in approval, and the next words startled Hitzfeld slightly: "They come from the era before the advent of the Age of Destruction. They should be from the same era as my ancestor, the Goddess of Mechanical Sun."
"I know that you and I have the same blood in our bodies." However, Alvin changed the subject and began to talk about other aspects. "You may think that my closeness to you is partly due to this. The same blood attracts each other, which makes me unconsciously treat you as a sister."
"Well, I can tell you now - yes, there is indeed a reason for this, but this attraction is not enough to affect my judgment. I know very well that her blood is not completely combined with yours. So even though the concentration of divine blood in your body may be higher than mine, in terms of efficiency, or utilization, you are actually not as good as me, or any of the descendants of 'Haven'... Do you understand what I mean?"
"That's entirely possible." Hitzfeld exhaled softly, "I understand... I don't intend to use this to gain anything."
The concentration of divine blood in her body is higher than that of Alvin, but it is not hers after all.
Just like a person born with a disability, modern technology can create alloy prosthetic limbs for him. The hardness and toughness of those limbs are far beyond that of flesh and blood, but they are not as useful as the original ones.
However, this sounded like she was trying to hit him, or showing off her noble status as the heir of divine blood. But Hitzfeld knew very well that Alwin was not such a person. She must have other intentions in saying this.
Oh……
Hitzfeld suddenly thought that this bloodline would produce a unique reaction in the legitimate heir, just like that kind of charm, which even affected him when he first met Alvin.
So this is a prelude? What she's going to tell me next is another new power discovered from her bloodline?
"The report you submitted said that you used the natural orb to merge the sea of time with the outside world."
Alvin turned around, his green eyes locked on the girl, his expression somewhat indifferent.
"Everyone... including Ruth, they all think you are lying, and that you want to keep the artifact secret so that you can keep it for yourself. Only I... only I can be 100% sure that you are telling the truth."
"You know why I'm so sure?"
"This..." Hitzfeld was stunned for a moment, then his eyes became sharp.
“Because you can feel it?”
"That's right." Alvin nodded. "It may sound unscientific, but it's true... I can feel that process. It's still happening and is far from over. It's like a long spring rain that moistens the land. Many effects will spread."
"It's just that I can feel the raindrops, which are finer than hair. My memory is affected, and I start to recall some things... things that I shouldn't know as 'Erwin Harwin'."
"...'Blood and Bone Mage Society' is one of them." Hitzfeld completely understood what she was going to say.
No wonder there was this visit.
No wonder he values himself to this extent.
It's because Alwin herself was also affected. Most people may not be able to notice the fusion of the sea of time and reality, but only she, as the descendant of God, could awaken the memories of her ancestors through this process.
And all this was done by Hitzfeld. In a way, this was a secret that could only be shared with her.
"My memory is very vague. I'm not sure which ancestor of mine they came from. I can only vaguely compile some experiences and knowledge from them." Alvin officially cut to the topic, "Regarding the Blood and Bone Mage Society, I saw a file describing it like this."
"'The world thinks they are crazy, and they themselves think they are crazy, but in my opinion they are believers. They just chose the wrong goal during the most confused period, which led to the distortion of their minds and bodies.'"
"Are you trying to excuse the madman?" Hitzfeld asked tentatively.
This was actually just a little joke, and given her current relationship with the Queen, it was just the right joke.
"I don't know." Alvin smiled. "Maybe it's an excuse... After all, the person who wrote this account and was recalled by me was probably one of my ancestors. He was looking back on history from the perspective of a victor."
The victor is never stingy with his praise for his enemy.
After all, the more you praise, the more it highlights the greatness of yourself who defeats it.
"They can control the magic of flesh and blood," Alvin said seriously, "skin fat, blood, bones, nerves - they use the remains of living beings as materials for casting spells, and can transform them into puppets. They can also combine such puppets with themselves to make armor and weapons, or even completely become one with the puppets... Such people were called 'blood mages' in that era. To some extent, they really did control the secrets of life."
"You mean this ability can not only be used to destroy things." Hitzfeld frowned slightly, "but also be used as a doctor to treat diseases?"
"It's obvious." Alvin sat down casually at the table. "You know Connie. Why do you think she is the best doctor in Wayne?"
Hitzfeld immediately responded, "Because she's very experienced and has dissected more bodies than some people have ever seen."
"But she still has limitations." Elwin continued, "Her hands can transform into all kinds of surgical instruments, and even break down into flesh and nerves to drill into the patient's wound to check, but she can only check the 'appearance'."
"And the Blood Mage can look inside."
"Sebum, blood, bone marrow, nerves... Blood mages can resonate with blood and bones. They gain power through a mysterious ritual. They can tell the outline of your bones at a glance and even know how many pieces of meat they can cut you into."
"If someone like this is determined to become a doctor, Connie won't be able to compete with him."
There is nothing wrong with the analysis.
Hitzfeld thought about it and felt that the illnesses of the people he investigated a few days ago could be explained by special medicines, except for Wilhelm's baldness and hair growth.
Are you kidding? Even the earth cannot cure the problem of baldness. Wanting a bald man to grow hair again is something that cannot be explained by technology and medical skills.
And if it was a blood mage, if these guys could really control flesh and blood, and even nerves, then growing hair would be too easy.
But there is still a problem here.
"Your Majesty." Hitzfeld took a breath, "But this organization should have already..."
"Extinct." Alvin nodded. "It's been an entire epoch. They disappeared a long time ago. I'm sure of that."
So what does she mean by telling me this?
"You have to know the difference." Alvin stared at her. "Where did the evil gods come from? Where did they come from?"
"We don't know what Aisha's current situation is, but just like what happened to you and Director Imaer in Bartlett... maybe some dormant powers are also seeking to revive."
The point of this remark is obvious enough.
Hitzfeld was a little shocked.
Evil gods...foreign gods of course come from outside, and this outside refers to the outside world, or the external universe.
But the power of the Blood and Bone Mage Society - no matter how evil it looks, it comes from the era before the 'Age of Grey Mist' and the 'Age of Destruction', when the Outer Gods had not yet come, so it can definitely be determined to be a local force.
Does she mean that this local force has awakened?
Similar to the sea of time, similar to the mother tree on the bottom of the beach.
It is like a world with mysterious power. When its owner temporarily leaves it and is not with it, it will find a way to save itself when it encounters danger...
Countless possibilities passed by in an instant, and when his mind returned to reality, Hitzfeld got goose bumps all over his body.
This was the first time she had such an extreme reaction since she obtained the authority of the mysterious lord.
She thought she probably knew what Alwin wanted to say, and also knew what kind of response the young queen wanted from her.
"I'll pay more attention."
Then she heard herself assuring the man in a dry voice.
"If they ..."
"Um……"
"If they are not enemies..."
Chapter 28 Gifts from Everyone
Elwin had no intention of staying here overnight. Before leaving, she gave Hitzfeld a hug as friends and whispered in her ear:
"When the day comes that you really leave, I will show you a surprise."
Hitzfeld had been hit hard tonight, so it was impossible for her to think too much about any "surprises". She could only try her best to smile and please the queen, watching her go downstairs and get into the car surrounded by a group of men in black.
"The Blood and Bone Mage Association..."
After wiping her face, the girl stood by the window and looked up at the night sky blankly.
"From the description, they are crazy. Their behavior is even crazier than that of the heretics. Such an organization is actually local... It was born locally."
This means that Namibia has its own native power that manifests itself in this form. It may be a mysterious channel or a deity. In short, this thing is giving power to blood mages, allowing them to drive flesh and blood in that way.
What a mess.
Which one is more evil, Namiya or the Outer Gods?
……
Xia Yibing slept until dawn. When she woke up, she couldn't help groaning and felt a particularly swollen and painful head.
"Drink some water." The little angel's voice came from the side. "There is a kettle on the bedside table. Pour it yourself. Don't drink cold water."
Xia Yibing refused. She just wanted to stay and wait for the other person to feed her.
But after Hitzfeld reminded her, she seemed to have forgotten about her. The longer she waited, the more she felt her head ache. She had to sit up and pour herself a glass of water. Then she looked at the desk and found that the girl was sitting there in a daze with her chin hanging down.
"Aisun, what are you thinking about?" She didn't have time to complain and moved over from the bed to see her.
It's really strange, such a 'girlish' posture... Although it's nice and cute, it doesn't look like Aisuen...
Ever since I met him, Hitzfeld gave me the impression of being precocious.
She has been confused and collapsed, and has various shortcomings in her body and character, but generally she is mature, even precocious, and her calmness has long surpassed her age and experience.
Xia Yibing didn't think this was a bad thing. She wanted to say something that Hitzfeld might not like to hear: she thought such a girl was extremely charming.
It is a feeling that is hard to describe in words... very light, very soft, very dark, and very depressing.
