After all, it's just a sudden idea he had, but the other party might have pondered over everything day and night for the past ten years.
Yet Delan gently shook his head.
"If it were ten years ago, I might have thought the sa as His Majesty," he replied, "but over these ten years, we haven't been idle either."
"We discovered that His Majesty and the Queen made a mistake." The middle-aged man then spoke, "The power within the Holy Relic cos from the Pale Glory, and the Pale Glory originates from the Erald Star. But this doesn't an that the Erald Star is equivalent to the Holy Relic, nor does it an that every Erald Star contains Pale Glory—"
"The magicians of the Silver Tower used the power of the Erald Star to forge the Dragon Soul, but many alchemists only managed to produce monstrous abominations from them..."
"The Nulin Elves passed down four Holy Relics, but they didn't leave the forging techniques for these relics. They might have used the Erald Star to forge the Hailin Crown, Morning Light Holy Sword, and Hand of Truth among other relics, but perhaps the Erald Star they had isn't the sa as what we see now."
"All of us overlooked one thing: the Erald Star ultimately cos from the fragnts of the Star of Calamity... but what the Star of Calamity itself is, goes without saying."
Fang Hong listened for a while before he reacted.
"You an, the King of Sand, Barbaltan, might have planned every factor, but fundantally, made a mistake?"
Both nodded.
"But why didn't you ntion this—" Fang Hong suddenly stopped, sowhat understanding as he looked at the two of them.
Seeing his gaze, Delan hesitated a bit and nodded, "You should see it too; this is just our hypothesis and doesn't necessarily represent reality. His Majesty can't just stop a decade-long plan based on our speculation. Besides, once the arrow is on the string, it must be released. Even if there's so possibility in what we're saying... His Majesty will surely gamble on the other half's chance."
This is what's called obsession—
Fang Hong thought to himself.
But it was still sowhat surprising to him that they would co seeking his help.
"But if you all can't persuade the King of Sand, how can I?" he asked.
"You can't," the middle-aged man replied calmly, "but the Princess can."
"The two princesses are the only chance to persuade His Majesty."
"But for various reasons, His Majesty does not want his two daughters involved. More importantly, because of what happened before, there should already be a rift between the Grand Princess and His Majesty. I suspect soone is behind the scenes, fueling the divide. You should have noticed this too, right?"
"You are soone the Princess trusts, and she would never trust a stranger like . So, we can only pin our hopes on you, hoping you can beco a bridge to reconcile them and use it as an opportunity to persuade the King of Sand to delay his plans—"
"There's another reason," Delan also spoke, "and that is Ye Hua."
"Great God Ye Hua?"
"They also have the power to stop His Majesty and even restrict the Blind Followers from getting involved. But for various reasons, they appear unwilling to delve too deeply into Istania's internal affairs. I know you and Ye Hua have a good relationship; if... if things reach the worst point, I hope you can persuade them, at least to prevent everything from reaching an irreversible state."
Fang Hong was taken aback: "Because of the 'Stargate Declaration'?"
"I know you are also a Holy Chooser," Delan answered, "so we won't force you to do anything. But I've heard the stories of you Pioneers, and so of your past rumors. So Ade, just leave everything to your heart's choices."
Fang Hong silently pondered for a mont.
He wasn't weighing the pros and cons; rather, he was emptying his thoughts.
But the past events surged back at this mont, like fragnts of a movie playing repeatedly in his mind. Finally, he raised his head and looked at the two of them, particularly the middle-aged man:
"We once t at the Sand Lodge and even crossed paths. At that ti, in my eyes, you were a wandering alchemist."
"But now, you are also an Invoker. Mr. Delan is dedicated to what happened in the past, and he himself is also an Istania person, a child of the Sand Sea."
"And you?"
Fang Hong asked, "Sir, why are you involved in this?"
The middle-aged man looked at him sowhat unexpectedly.
After a mont of silence, he finally spoke:
"Just an Avenger."
...
As Fang Hong walked out of the tavern, he felt the sunlight outside was exceptionally dazzling—
But his thoughts had changed significantly from before he entered.
He hadn't expected that rely investigating Affia's whereabouts would lead him to uncover such a monuntal secret. Although he had so inklings, he'd guessed at the connection between the two matters.
As he exited the tavern, he imdiately saw Miss Ship's Officer, Tianlan, and others approaching him.
Before the Lady Noble could speak, Tianlan chirped, "Brother Ade, we've already found out who took Miss Affia!"
Looking at them, Fang Hong's tone showed little surprise.
"It was the Princess, wasn't it?"
Tianlan and Gita exchanged surprised glances.
"How did you know, Brother Ade?"
But Fang Hong just shook his head and said, "Let's go see her."
"She might have been waiting for us for quite so ti."
...
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