Ark, they don't revolve around you

In the blink of an eye, the crack on his palm was strangely healed up, and there was no trace of the tragic look on his face.

As the Cavaliers' farewell match, this is enough, right?

Zhuang Ning didn't say anything. He snapped his fingers, and with a click, the spotlight went out and the stage fell into darkness.

Then there were footsteps, and Zhuang Ning seemed to be talking to himself: "Let's stop here today."

He was telling Lin Guang that after tonight, she would be Casimir's master.

But Margaret was not happy about it, she just hummed tiredly.

Zhuang Ning didn't care and continued walking.

The back figure spoke of indifference in silence, not allowing anyone to catch up.

At this point, Margaret finally mustered up the courage and shouted with all her might, "Doctor!"

The pace stopped.

In the darkness, the pair of eyes that seemed deeper than the night turned slightly and stared at Margaret.

"Are you going to be like this from now on?"

Zhuang Ning was stunned for a second and understood what she meant.

Will the self-esteem of a country be destroyed violently like today?

"No." He shook his head, not caring. "No need."

"It's not that troublesome."

……

……

It was white.

In the empty space, the Emperor of Ursus, the middle-aged Fyodor, walked into it with his robe trailing on the ground, and then his brows slightly frowned.

Because of the threat from the devil, several heads of state have to meet regularly every day.

But I never thought that I would be the first one today...

In the past, this would have been a shameful humiliation, but considering the increasingly difficult situation, he finally kept silent and waited quietly.

Instantly, ripples appeared in the space, as if the program had finally started, and it began to tremble rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a huge round table was constructed, and Minoan columns emerged, supporting the magnificent dome.

The bird-like president flapped his wings and uttered a surprised sound: "Did you arrive early?"

"You are late."

"Not really, I'm never late." The president smiled, spread his wings, and the medals on his chest made a colliding sound.

A few seconds later, the White Queen of Leitania appeared: "Are you the only ones?"

"Wait a little longer." The president said calmly without changing his expression.

He waited for a full ten minutes before he seemed to accept his fate, "The Demon King has gone to Casimir. It looks like our Grand Knight Commander won't be coming."

"There are only three people left in the alliance?" The emperor was ridiculous.

"I guess so." The president sighed, "We don't have much time left."

"At this point, Mr. President is still keeping it to himself?" The Queen hinted at something else.

"I'm not hiding anything. Taking out this virtual space is the best way." The president didn't care about the queen's ridicule. He stretched out his wings as if he was trying to obtain some information.

He then said: "Does Ursus have any tricks? You will be the next one."

Hearing this, the Queen looked towards the Emperor of Ursus.

Fyodor froze in place, remained silent for a long time, and sighed: "There is no way."

He said no more and logged off.

Only the president and the queen were left. They looked at each other, and the queen smiled: "Ursus is hopeless, isn't he?"

"That's not the point." The president said in a deep voice, "There's still one day left. Are you ready to cooperate with me?"

"Letania has no leverage."

"You can take it out. You have the legacy of the Witch King in your hands."

The Queen's face was gloomy: "And you don't have to pay anything."

"Your vision is always so narrow." The president shook his head with pity, "When the news from Ursus arrives, perhaps you will have no room for regrets."

"But if the spirit of the Witch King is awakened, what difference will there be between Letania and destruction?" The Queen said, and then she went offline. Before leaving, she sneered, "Perhaps Columbia will be destroyed earlier than Letania."

The president was left alone to wave his hands in silence, disrupting the structure of the temple.

In the dead silence, he revealed a helplessness that was not like that of a machine, and turned to look at a ghostly figure: "As you can see, it is always a luxury to keep these little animals rational."

"That only proves that you don't understand human nature."

The deep female voice replied, her will was equally depressed, "You are struggling in vain, even though you know you can't succeed."

The figure of the phantom was clear and sharp, a graceful green figure.

"Still so hostile. Ha, I thought you were immersed in pain."

The president said calmly, "As a fellow creation of the previous civilization, Ama-10, I brought your consciousness here not to listen to your ridicule."

Kelsey looked at the broken world and said, "Now that things have come to this, what do you want me to do?"

"Help me fight the demon king."

"He is reclaiming what belongs to him. What right do you have to stop him?" Kal'tsit said.

"But what right does he have to represent that civilization, rather than you and me who have inherited a part of it?"

The president responded coldly, "Just because he is a human being, and you and I are their creations, does that make him qualified to decide life and death?"

"That's not the point."

"The key is that he has that kind of power. The original Originium gave him that power and made him look at us like children." The president's tone changed, "Because of that Originium."

His voice became high-pitched, like a bird speaking human words, with an unusual hoarseness: "Kal'tsit, answer me a question?"

“So many people were sealed in the sarcophagus and couldn’t wake up, but he was the only one who was saved.”

"Why? Why him?"

"You have no right to question me."

"You know everything, but you don't tell me. I understand what humans call the Riddler." The president was still unwilling to accept it. "I can no longer figure out the devil's mind."

"But I know one thing, humans should not appear again, especially humans who come into contact with that Originium!"

"Kal'tsit, maybe I have no right to know why he woke up and reappeared on earth, but I understand one thing!"

The president no longer concealed his determination, "He is in danger now."

"You know better than me what will happen if he comes into contact with the starry sky, don't you?"

His eyes took on a strange color. "Even for his own sake, for the sake of this human fire, you must cooperate with me and stop him!"

Kal'tsit was also silent, her green hair swaying slightly, her eyes closed: "You can't do it."

"ama-10!"

"I can not do anything."

"you are lying!"

Kal'tsit seemed unable to endure the repeated excuses and finally spoke:

"You're looking for death."

"But isn't this the reason why you and I exist on earth?" The president sneered, "Your brain should still be intact."

"Okay." Kal'tsit opened her eyes, "This is all for the survival of civilization."

“Yes,” the president said. “For the survival of civilization.”

He added: "And it requires a little bit of cruelty and sacrifice."

……

……

The candle flickered.

A thin figure walked into the palace and lit the candlesticks.

He sat on the throne, called the servants, was silent for a few seconds, and whispered, "Call Witt."

Soon, Witte, the Prime Minister who held the empire's cardinal power, entered the court.

He also did not sleep because of anxiety, but he still forced himself to stay awake and bowed: "Your Majesty, you should go to bed."

"Sleep? But Witt and Casimir are powerless, and Ursus will be next." His Majesty took a deep breath, "I may also be at the end of my life, how can I still sleep?"

"That is impossible. The war sorcerer has rushed back from the tundra and will arrive tomorrow. There are also half-blood Wendigos guarding the tundra. They will be the empire's strongest fortress."

"What can they do in front of the Demon King?" Fyodor mocked, "The internal guards are gone, the fleet is gone, we are doomed."

"His Majesty!"

"That's enough, Witt. You are fired. Take your wife and daughter and leave Saint Steed Castle tonight."

The Majesty said calmly: "You used to be the Chancellor of the Exchequer. You know how much you should take away."

"What about Your Majesty?"

"I am here," he said, "I am waiting for the devil to come to me personally."

He tried his best to show the majesty of a king, but he probably knew that everything was already doomed.

Witt wanted to say something else, but Fyodor stopped him: "It's no use."

"Perhaps the Demon King wants me to surrender, but I will never admit it."

"But if you die, Your Majesty, who will be able to support Ursus?"

"Who?" the king stood up.