Indescribable tarot cards

"It's not bad, it's still only half successful."

Charles said with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Not long ago, well, in his opinion, it should be not long ago, he just proposed this idea to Tu Antiwan, but he was firmly opposed by Tu Antiwan.

It was precisely because of this incident that they came here, ready to solve the matter completely.

But, if Tu Antivan said so...

He succeeded, at least in convincing Tuantivan to make concessions.

But he also failed, because Tu Antivan returned here in the very distant future and told him the final outcome.

Tu Antivan still maintained a calm tone as he spoke, simply stating: "He already has more than one devotee."

"Did you come in because you couldn't defeat Him?"

"I'm dying, Charles." Tu Antivan said in a deep voice, "The Kingdom of Algrant can lose a Tu Antivan who is about to die of old age, but it cannot lose the Hanging Sword again."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Charles didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only laugh and curse: "Don't hold back after you said it, you will make it very difficult for me."

They came here to have a fight.

Listen to whoever wins.

As for the final winner, it is self-evident.

It's Charles.

The loser can only wait silently.

"Did you know the outcome from the beginning?"

"It's just because I have less confidence in myself."

"Yeah, it's all about chasing ducks, isn't it?

Back then, when I led Locke, that thin donkey that couldn't carry people, and led a few underfed servants out of the gate of Kish City, I really never thought that I would be here today...

Ha, before I knew it, I had become the biggest aristocratic gentleman..."

The greatest secret of politics is compromise.

When Charles sat on the throne and looked down at everyone for the first time, he only saw a pair of hungry green eyes.

Ambition.

greedy.

He was like an outstanding coachman, driving these two unruly horses to gallop back and forth on the map of the continent.

The sound of hoofbeats is war.

The territory is marked by the wheel seals.

And he, on the high-speed chariot, could only hold on to the whip tightly.

That was the only thing he had control over.

It's called the Hanging Sword.

People are mortal, can be bribed, and can be intimidated.

Laws are made by humans and can be modified.

But the Hallows will not.

Therefore, Charles chose to use sacred weapons to monitor the country.

He firmly believed that with this whip, even if the ruts were crooked, he could at least continue to move forward.

In a sense, he's right.

At least, the descendant of his descendants is still the king of the Kingdom of Algrant.

But in another sense, he was wrong.

He can guess people's hearts, but he can't predict them.

"So?" Charles asked Tuantivan with a smile: "You want to try it?"

"I thought about it and I wanted to try it."

Tu Antivan explained this long thought process in an understatement, "We ourselves already have the power, and we don't need to rely on gods and holy weapons."

"But there is only one Tu Antivan in Agrant, and this Tu Antivan is about to die."

"Yes, he is dying." Tu Antivan nodded calmly, "But what if he doesn't die?"

Charles' expression changed subtly: "Old man, is this what you thought later?"

Immediately, he realized something and his voice gradually became colder.

"You have to think clearly. Anyone who comes into contact with the atmosphere of a cult will not end well. Have you forgotten him?

Could it be that the lessons he taught you were not enough? "

"I want to try."

“The reason why I dare to try is because I know that with you, you will help me clean up the remaining mess I have.

But, Tuantivan, you are dying, and if you fail, who can stop you? "

The atmosphere became cold again.

In the valley, the cold wind howled like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

"But you can't stop me now, Charles." Tu Antivan said with an unexpected chuckle.

"You!" Charles' face darkened, he sighed heavily, raised his head and curled his lips at the sky, "He really can't?"

"I fought before, but now I don't know."

Charles almost followed Tu Antiwan's words and asked: "What will happen if it succeeds?"

"Perhaps the Kingdom of Algrant does not need to deceive the gods and sacred weapons. Every citizen of the Kingdom of Algrant can walk in the sunshine with dignity."

Tu Antiwan's tone was erratic, as if he thought of some scene that made him lose his mind.

"Is this his wish? Tu Antiwan, without wings, insisted on taking off, but in the end he jumped into the abyss... How many years have passed, and you still can't forget him."

"Can you forget him?" Ruosiqia asked.

"Of course I haven't forgotten it, but the same cannot be said for other people..." Charles added quietly: "People from other worlds are so interesting no matter what, but..."

The two sighed almost in unison.

"Sometimes, I wonder if it would have been better if I had not backed down and let him help you."

"He is an outsider, a stranger to Antivan."

"But our biggest enemy is the evil god!"

"You have to wait until the territory of the Kingdom of Algrant completely fills up the entire continent before you can say this. No one is willing to work hard for an illusory goal."

"But he can!"

Charles concluded: “So, he is different from us, he is a foreigner.

They suddenly appeared in this world without parents, wives, or children.

Therefore, they can give up everything because they have nothing in the first place.

But can you? "

Tu Antivan finally hesitated.

He seemed to be able to hear the call coming from behind him, the illusory but real "teacher".

At this moment, Tu Antivan finally understood how he felt back then.

Suddenly cheerful and enlightened.

Then, he said to Charles seriously, and seemed to say to himself: "Some things are more important to do than not to do..."

"At least..." He carefully considered his words, "You can't give up because of fear."

A decaying soul curled up in a young skin finally made a youthful and frivolous voice.

"Perhaps this is the reason why he gave his power to me instead of you..."

嘁~

Charles snorted dissatisfiedly: "Are you done? Get out of here when you're done!"

Then, he turned around, not wanting to look at Antivan again.

Tu Antiwan stared deeply at Charles, no longer speaking, just watching this former partner, and his figure gradually disappeared.

For a long time, in the howling valley wind, there was an erratic male voice.

"Man, can he conquer heaven?"

sigh.

"I hope so, but who still remembers your name, Sun and Xuan?"

This is the last echo of this name in this world.