Chapter 490: Discharge
The "Spirit King" is dead...
Jilan is a little confused.
As one of the apostles of the "White Dove Poet" of October Sichen, Luo Sexiu is the king who stands at the top of the "Road of the Fire Sword".
In the medieval period, it was also known as an angel.
But it was such a 9th-level powerhouse who teamed up with the other two apostles to plan for decades or hundreds of years. He calculated all the mechanisms and betrayed his allies in hell, just to win the throne of God.
But it ended up like this!
"The struggle between the superiors is far more radical and cruel than you imagine, Jilan."
The old gentleman looked at the student and said slowly.
“Presumably the ‘Spirit King’ had already anticipated such a result when he came up with the idea of becoming a god...but he was confident enough and very sure of it.”
"How can a person who wants to achieve great things be afraid of death? It's just that he lost, that's all."
"His plan was not wrong at all. The 'Eclipse Society' did attract the attention of the empire. Behind the scenes, The 'Crescent Moon Society' also made me too exhausted to care about anything else... In the higher-level secret struggle, the apostles and transmuters under the 'Poet' also successfully held back our hands and feet. The allies of both sides faced off against each other, giving rise to He received such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"But the only thing he didn't count was you!"
A smile appeared on Parra's face.
“After all, who could have expected that it would take less than a year for an ordinary young man from the Empire to go from a mortal body to the pinnacle of the world?”
"Not to mention the 'Spirit King', even the Si Chens in the supreme seats did not expect it!"
"It was you, the biggest variable, that directly reversed the trend of this chess game. , Let the plan of the 'Spirit King' and other beings fail, and even bury himself..."
Pala said, becoming more and more excited.
He burst out laughing, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.
He was not happy because of the fall of the "Spiritual King", but because he experienced this and saw the abilities of his students.
Guillen never let him down.
Not only that, it far exceeded his expectations.
Pala Celsus was so happy and relieved.
He knows...
His students are completely capable of replacing him.
You can even do better than yourself!
Nothing excites Parra more than this.
"Gilan, because you successfully broke through the opponent's defense line and defeated the 'Dream Gate' from the inside, causing the enemy to be in chaos."
Parra calmed down a little and said again.
"In addition, 'Windmill Cat' Parra was betrayed and was filled with hatred. She intervened midway and turned against him, severely injuring the 'Spirit King'. This gave the deputy captain a chance..."
"With the death of Lorethius, the enemy will lose a high-end combat force, which has a vital impact on the situation of both parties."
"Unfortunately, the 'Windmill Cat' was well prepared and escaped quickly after taking action. , even the January Apostle 'Lampkeeper' who is good at detecting and tracking failed to catch him."
Para shook his head with a regretful tone.
He patted Gilan on the shoulder.
“But overall, we won a great victory in this game...and you should be the first to take the lead!”
"Teacher, I'm just..."
Jilan just started to speak.
However, Parra shook his head and interrupted him:
"Don't be humble, child. In addition, my king has seen all your feats, so the head of state said that he will treat you After waking up, I will personally summon you..."
"Head of Caesar summoned me?"
"Well, if you have done such a big thing, he will definitely not be stingy with rewards. When the time comes, just ask him for what you need."
Pala taught the students with a smile.
Jilan understood immediately and nodded.
He looked at the frail old man in front of him, was silent for a moment, and asked:
"Teacher, your body..."
"Don't worry about me, kid."
Pala chuckled twice and joked:
"I haven't fallen down yet."
Ji Lan didn't answer.
Because his gnosis has already noticed that the teacher's aura is getting weaker and weaker, and the whole body is even more decayed, exuding a strong aura of decay.
'Teacher, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long...'
Gilan agreed with the teacher on the surface and smiled, but he felt extremely heavy in his heart.
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The time soon reached evening.
Gilan underwent another rigorous examination at the hospital and after confirming that he was in good health, he left accompanied by Aurora, Franco, Maiev and others.
This hospital is located in the central area of Muse City, the capital, not far from the Triumph Building. It is a high-end medical institution that specializes in serving imperial dignitaries.
As soon as he left the hospital building, Gilan saw two rows of black vehicles parked neatly, and many officials and heads of government were waiting to greet him.
“Salute to the hero of the empire—Mr. Guillain Iros!”
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie shouted loudly with a serious expression and his eyes fixed.
Immediately, everyone crossed their arms in front of their chests and saluted Jilan.
No one spoke a word, and the atmosphere was solemn.
Jilan glanced at this high-standard formation, but he was neither happy nor sad. He also stopped and crossed his arms.
He was silent for three seconds and said in a deep voice:
"The people of the empire who died for Cockburn City, the public officials who died in response to the disaster, the soldiers and generals who fought on the front line to shroud their bodies. We - salute! ”
Everyone was startled at first.
Immediately, without hesitation, he uncrossed his arms, crossed his arms again, and bowed his head deeply in silence.
The purple-eyed young man standing in the middle of the road looked extremely tall and awe-inspiring at this moment.
Aurora, Franco, Maiev and others who were following Gilan also maintained a cross salute.
They looked at the back of the young man in front of them silently.
In an instant, I was filled with emotions. After a moment of silence, Gilan did not chat too much with the people who greeted him. After a few simple exchanges, he got into a car, with Maiev driving, and drove to the Sifang Palace.
In the car, Aurora, who was sitting in the back seat, spoke softly:
"Mr. Gillan, where are we going?"
"Go to see the head of state."
Gillan tilted his head slightly from the passenger side and answered.
Both Aurora and Franco were startled. After looking at each other, they showed surprised expressions.
“Master Caesar?!”
Although the two of them have been around for a long time and can be called big figures in the mysterious field, they have no regard for the great leader of Bremen. I still have a strong sense of awe.
After all, the name of Caesar has an extremely special and noble meaning for any imperial person.
As the strength of the two people continued to grow, and their status in their respective forces increased one after another, they naturally understood that the head of the empire was more than just a leader.
Caesar Geed must be a strong man who has mastered the mysterious power, and he belongs to the highest level in the world.
"Aurora, Franco, you two have also contributed a lot in the process of fighting this disaster, and you are qualified to accompany me to meet the head of state."
Gilan said with a smile.
"Don't be nervous or surprised...the head of state has always been friendly to his own people."
"So that's it."
Aurora nodded her little head.
She just felt a little dreamy.
I was originally just the daughter of a wealthy businessman. After suffering and fleeing, under the guidance of Mr. Gillan, I stumbled onto a mysterious road.
Now he has become the Holy Mother Superior of the "Mother Church", and can also follow Mr. Gillan to meet the head of the empire.
For a moment, her delicate and pretty face looked dazed.
The man next to her also felt deeply.
Franco was silent for a while, and suddenly said:
"Thank you, Mr. Gillan."
Hearing this, Gillan was a little surprised.
But he also knew why Franco was thanking him.
Naturally, it was his guidance and assistance to this small group along the way that enabled them to achieve what they have achieved today.
Franco not only came back from the dead, but also realized his dream of pursuing the mystery.
But in Jilan's heart, the four of them are still the friends he had extended a helping hand and treated each other sincerely when he was unaccompanied and at a loss when he traveled back in time.
“It doesn’t have to be this way, Franco.”
Ji Lan waved his hand, turned back and smiled.
"We will eventually join hands to go through this difficult road and realize the ideal we originally promised."
The man was startled.
Immediately he laughed and nodded heavily.
“That’s right.”
The ideal of the five people in the dream society is to live freely in this world and have the strength to control their own destiny.
Help each other and watch over each other.
They never forget.
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The car entered the Sifang Palace smoothly.
Perhaps it was the head of state who had given special instructions, so when Gilan came back this time, he did not go through the tedious etiquette procedures such as the initial review and shaving and changing clothes.
He walked into the Sifang Palace with only Aurora and Franco, and walked all the way inside through the corridor.
In front of the central courtyard, the two female guards were already prepared. When they saw Jilan and others arriving, they quickly saluted.
“I’ve met Chief Gilan.”
One of the guards held a gun, stood upright, and said solemnly sideways.
"The head of state is reading in the courtyard, please come in."
Gilan silently took off his hat and nodded.
Immediately put on my hat again and walked into the courtyard.
Aurora and Franco, who were following behind, looked up and saw a young man in a simple linen robe lying lazily on a rattan rocking chair, barefoot and holding a cup. Flip through an old tome.
This young man has long curly red hair, which is darker and brighter than Jilan's.
The facial features are three-dimensional and deep, and the skin is as fair as a mortal. Especially those red eyes, which seem to hide the endless deep space.
Both of them were shocked.
Is this young man the head of state? !
They know the appearance of Caesar Geed, because his face is on the "Caesar", the empire's largest denomination currency.
But he was clearly a middle-aged man, with a distinctive aquiline nose and dark, majestic eyes.
Completely different from the red curly haired young man in front of me.
"Gilan, you are here."
The young man sitting on the wicker chair took his eyes away from the book and looked at the visitor.
He suddenly smiled, seemingly happy.
"Come, come here."
"I have met the head of state."
Gilan stepped forward and bowed his head in salute. The two people following him also bowed.
Caesar put down his book and stood up from his chair.
"No need to be polite, knight."
He put his hand on Gillan's shoulder.
"I'm glad you're awake."
As he said that, Caesar smiled and looked at the man and woman behind Gilan who were lowering their heads and not daring to raise their eyes.
"Aurora Lowry and Franco Thurman are also two outstanding talents..."
(End of this chapter)