Sivell is a woman who tells lies?
This sentence made Moria frown even more tightly. He came here this time to accept the commission from the fortune teller, and at this moment, this ancient magician who emerged from the centuries-old seal was pointing all the fingers at her.
Before anyone could question it, the space at the edge of the square suddenly rippled, and the air twisted and folded in an unnatural way. Then, a magic circle shining with silver-blue light appeared out of thin air, and several figures staggered out after the light dissipated.
The leader is a man wearing a dark gray windbreaker and a wide-brimmed hat. He is Edgar, the captain of the Investigation Bureau. Anles, Lina and others around him all looked wary, while the young mage named Philip in the team had a pale face and used his staff to support himself as if he was exhausted. Using secondary teleportation magic to bring so many people here was obviously a huge burden for him.
The last person to walk out of Teleportation Array was a figure wearing a dark blue cloak. Her posture was calm and her steps were light, as if she was just walking through an ordinary door. When she raised her head and slid down her hood, revealing an exquisite face and a pair of eyes as clear as gold, everyone present felt an invisible pressure.
It is Princess Victoria.
"Master Poe Drion?" Victoria's voice had a subtle rise. She stepped forward slowly, her posture still elegant, but her eyes seemed to be looking at a piece of historical art. "The former resident mage of Lorenteen, a hero who used Forbidden Magic to cover Lord 'Seal Master' Aiswell during the Soul Lord crusade a hundred years ago, fought hard against Soul Lord Kourt, and died together with him. Am I right?"
When the old magician, or Poe Drian, heard the name, his cloudy eyes slowly turned, and finally fell on Victoria. He grinned, and even though he looked miserable, he still performed an extremely standard and elegant aristocratic etiquette.
"I don't know which of your highnesses is here personally. I am very honored."
Victoria smiled, "When I was born, the story of the master was still sung in the palace. I just don't know why the existence of sacrifice, which has been clearly stated in history, can appear in front of me."
"History for people to sing cannot tell the truth. Especially the history written by the old people Arcane Academy. They always like to whitewash the farce of dog eating dog into an epic that can be sung and cried." His words were full of undisguised sarcasm and resentment.
Everyone present looked puzzled, even Moria frowned.
Poe Drian seemed to be satisfied with the confusion on everyone's faces. His stooped body straightened up slightly, as if he was accumulating the strength needed to tell a truth that had been sealed for a long time.
"Soul Lord crusade? That's just a joke." His hoarse voice echoed in the silent space, "Kourt... That idiot, he did not come to Lorenteen for destruction and death. He came here just to explore An ancient secret that has long been forgotten by the world. And we - me, Aiswell, and Sivell's teacher Serun, the three of us Archmage are not gathered here to protect the kingdom or fight against evil.
"We are also here for the secret of 'Undying Flower'! The three of us fought with him here, ostensibly for the kingdom and justice, but in fact, it was just to pry the secret out of his mouth, and then bury him with the secret."
Undying Flower?
Li Wen's brow hidden under the hood moved slightly. She seemed to have heard this title mentioned somewhere or by someone.
"It's a pity that I never expected that Aiswell was a greedy person and mistakenly believed in that false covenant. "The old magician's voice was filled with deep-seated hatred, "Just when we were about to subdue Kourt, Aiswell betrayed me. He joined forces with Serun, and at the critical moment, he launched the terrifying Forbidden Magic-'Skyfall'."
The old magician raised his head, his cloudy eyes seemed to have penetrated the years, and he once again saw the scene of the sky collapsing and the earth's crust cracking a hundred years ago.
"His real target has never been Kourt, but me! He wants to silence me, silence everyone in this city who may know about it, and then keep the secret to himself! "Poe Derrian's voice coughed violently due to excitement. He stooped as if he wanted to cough out his lungs, "Kourt That fool faced the perishing Sky Dome, and in the end, all his ridiculous ambitions were turned into ashes."
These words were like a bomb that exploded in the hearts of everyone in the square.
"No! This is impossible! You are lying! "Joseph let out a heart-rending roar. His scarlet eyes stared intently at Poe Drian. The flesh and blood on his face squirmed crazily, almost revealing the inhuman nature underneath, "The master is immortal! He can't die like this!"
Spade K, on the other hand, looked stunned and sluggish, and he was still muttering to himself, "No artifact? So how do I turn over? Why the hell am I going to all this trouble?"
Moria remained silent, waiting for his next statement.
"And I..." Poe Derrian pointed his skinny finger at himself, "I can only rely on the weak connection with this Mage Tower, and embed my broken soul into it, like a lingering parasite, relying on the pitiful magic power that occasionally overflows from the earth's veins, barely maintaining its immortal vitality."
"But now. "Poe Derrian's eyes turned to Yang Yi, who was already frightened on the ground. A trace of ridicule and sadness flashed in his eyes, "Even my last shelter was destroyed by you ignorant juniors. My time is running out."
He slowly raised his head, looking past everyone, as if he saw a very familiar figure on the distant sea.
"All of this is Sivell's conspiracy. She is just like her despicable teacher, cunning and selfish. She never hopes that one day I can escape from here, expose their lies, and seek revenge on them. So she lured you here, and used your hands to complete this final blow, so that I would never be reincarnated."
The old magician's story was full of impact. Most of the people present were shocked by this "truth" that overturned history, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Only Li Wen listened to all this quietly, his face under the hood unchanged. She knew that this old magician was definitely lying. Soul Lord Kourt was not dead. At least, part of his will and strength still existed in some way. Otherwise, there would not have been the deeds of snatching the body of the player in his previous life and achieving stage nine.
Li Wen did not express her thoughts.
Before the situation is clear, it is definitely not a wise move to offend a Archmage whose strength is unfathomable and whose mentality is extremely unstable.
So how much of Poe Derian's words are true and how much are false?
What is his purpose in telling this story that deviates from the "truth"?