The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Soshyang was silent for a long time, and finally his gaze was fixed on 11.

Dante nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand."

Soshyan was even more puzzled. He thought that he hadn't shown anything, and there shouldn't be any traces in the team activities.

Even with the prediction of San Gilles, how can the other party conclude that he is the descendant of the Lost Legion?

In the end, he still failed to suppress the strong doubts in his heart, and said:

"Venerable Dante, how did you determine my identity?"

"Yes... Brother Mephisto."

"Mephisto?"

Soshyang frowned, there was no such person in his memory.

Dante smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

"His former name was Calistarius."

Sosh raised his brows and suddenly raised his brows, which really exceeded his expectations.

"he-"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Soshyang realized that something was wrong, but Dante didn't ask the details of the Eleventh Army, so it seemed that it was not easy for him to ask the think tank about the situation.

At this moment, the two commanders of the disparity in age seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Dante then leaned his head back lightly on the back of the chair, and said with deep fatigue:

"Soshyan, it is sometimes not a good thing to be expected by thousands of people. The anxiety that people see me as a great savior has gradually increased as I read the scroll again and again, but my inner determination to read it has increased day by day. , And then also growing is the belief—I am convinced that the dark age described by San Giles is coming,

Maybe I, like San Giles, is facing my inevitable end, doing my best in a cruel future.

Come to find hope, but even this comparison seems very arrogant. "

As he said, he looked at the priceless collection of books in his library.

"I often wonder what I should do, whether to meet my own destiny like the father of genes, or try to resist it? If I meet this destiny, will it cause disaster? Or is it only resistance to the end to make the saint? Gillies' prophecy came true?

There is only one answer to this question. "

Dante let go of his thoughts. He imagined himself dying in desperate situation. This kind of daydreaming is his only enjoyment now, even more relaxing than sleep.

"The kind of relief that death can bring me... my expectations for it are increasing day by day."

"Venerable -"

"But you are different, the original body also mentioned you, you are still young."

Dante withdrew his sight.

"I often read these scrolls to find the meaning of my life. Although I am afraid of admitting it, I must share this burden with whom...I am sorry that this person is you, son of the Eleventh Legion, Soshyan A Lexie."

He paused. The things he was about to say were so heavy, but he needed to share his concerns with others.

Afterwards, the old soldier spoke calmly and without emotion.

"I am worried that the empire will be overthrown—not now, but in the near future. I am struggling to find a way out, but I only see a dead end. I have won many grand victories, and I have been so convinced of a good one. My future will come, and it must be the same in San Giles, but my previous victories have become bleak due to the inevitable failure of the future. Is everything I did useless? I killed it. A creature that does not belong to this reality. I have killed the most powerful alien. I have faced the curse of the warband and kept my soul from being cursed. I have dedicated my life not only to the empire, but also to the empire. For human beings, being a holy blood angel means living in blood and death. The only way to avoid this fate is to resist it and spread death in the name of the living."

"This is the fate of all of us."

"Actually, in a sense, you are very similar to me, Alexei. This battle group has been on the brink of extinction three times in the past three thousand years, the Ghost War, the Callius Rebellion, and the Cykalis tragedy, but every time we can Every time, the flag with wings and blood drops will fly over ten complete companies again."

Soshyang nodded solemnly.

"This is also the goal I have been striving for so far."

"Really? Is this your ultimate goal?"

Dante's deep gaze met Soshyang's, which made him a little guilty. After hesitating for a while, Soshyang whispered:

"Save the empire."

"Which way?"

"Revival... Our lost legion."

"That is to violate the Astarte Scriptures."

"Our mission is not in the physical universe. When the Legion is revived, we will completely disappear from people's sight and go to fight another more cruel war."

Dante looked at him for five minutes, giving Soshyang a feeling of being in the abyss.

Finally, the Holy Blood Angel gently closed his eyelids.

"I understand, but if you want to gather your broken legion, do you know what you need?"

"Power, faith, will."

Dante opened his eyes abruptly, his original tiredness was gone, only deep wisdom.

"Not only that, you must be a hero that humanity needs, just like me now! The reason I am now is because people need to see the golden mask of San Giles. They are in Thailand. When La Zhiming sacrifices, I need to know that I am with San Giles. This is my task-to pretend to be a great man, I allow my legend to deviate from the facts, I indulge my men that I will never make mistakes, indulge They are superstitious that I have power beyond what others can’t, and I readily accept all of this, because in this era when the Primordial Body is gone, the benefits to mankind outweigh the disadvantages... But you and I both know, even though I have some power And Wisdom, is an Astarte monk, we are still mortals, Alexei, we are not gods! Under my armor are two hearts beating, one from San Giles, The other one is the same as the others, that’s why I share these thoughts with you...If you want to achieve your goals, then you have to make yourself a hero, even a False god."

Soshyang thought about the other party's words, and gradually, he realized what Dante was talking about.

Prestige, UU reading www.uukanshu.com fame, legend, these things can save him a lot of trouble in the process of rebuilding the legion, gain many allies.

Even this reputation has traces of man-made craftsmanship.

But such words came from Dante, the legendary commander, and still surprised Soshyan.

Seemingly aware of his thoughts, Dante smiled slightly.

"Look, even if you and I have never met, you still have a deep and inherent view of me."

Soshyang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"I understand, thank you, Lord."

Then Dante stood up and took a king-killing chessboard from the bookshelf on the side.

"Can you accompany me in the next game?"

"Honored."

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