My Summons Are Weird

Latest website: A table full of tributes was swept away, the body of briquettes was full, and the "accretion disk" that had become dim after several days of war reappeared in glory.

"Huh, you are right to follow the impulse." Sera was proud of her judgment.

Lu Yu and Lulu, who were stealing tributes for the first time, were not so open-minded. They couldn't help but apologize to the silver maple tree during the meal...

"If you really feel guilty, you can think about it this way. Anyway, you can't eat the silver maple tree, and it is shameful to waste food."

Sera meditated for a moment, took a deep breath, and the halo that always lingered around her body slowly shrank into the mist, and was finally submerged under the rolling dark green mist.

"how did you do that?"

"It's also guided by impulse." In the chat room, Sera shrugged, "Maybe it's the revelation left by the silver maple tree. At least now we won't be as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark."

Returning to the observation deck, the incarnations who found that the coal halo was no longer came forward uneasily and curiously asked what happened.

After performing the hidden tricks of the halo on the spot, the radiant avatars admired Sera, the former divine choice. It turned out that Kelaya, the divine choice, only heard Yin Maple's murmur while sleeping. Sera seemed to have been able to communicate with Silver. Did Feng communicate?

So... the Theocracy now has two divine choices?

Sera floated to the front of the observation deck, where Zenil had been waiting for a long time. In the night wind, his large robes rustled, and he stood like a statue, quietly overlooking the singing and dancing in the open space. The corners of their mouths unconsciously curved, and their cold faces were softened by the distant lights.

Leticia arranged the soundproof array in time and bowed out.

Sera came to Zeniel and looked down along his line of sight.

The magician who drank heavily was flushed and coughing repeatedly because he couldn't stand the strong drink in the morning sun.

The boiled fish covered with chili peppers and soaked in oil made a group of demon warriors sweat profusely - this was much more terrifying than physical exercise.

People kept stroking the slimes' heads, hoping that they would spit out the sweet juice with different flavors. However, the responses were mostly "pop" sounds and the slimes shaking helplessly - they were really a drop. None left.

People who were curious about the dragon approached the resting Huogu cautiously, and were frightened into a wooden figure by its slightly opened eyes.

Wanting to check whether the doll was really a "doll", someone complained, lifted up the doll's clothes, and tried to find the location of the inlaid magic circle, but was restrained by his companions.

On the edge of the lake in the distance, many delicacies are regarded as nothing. Groups of magicians are lined up using fishing rods provided by the Dawn Leader, as if they are having some kind of competition, and beside them are several Dawn Leaders. The part-time cook was lighting a charcoal fire and grilling fish - it seemed that those who did not catch the fish were doomed to starve.

Since the magic wave, such peaceful and peaceful scenery has become increasingly rare.

If there were no giant creatures of flesh and blood that were constantly patrolling in the distance, collecting corpses, and drooling, this scene would be more relaxing.

"I suddenly understand you a little bit." Zenil said suddenly.

"Understand what?"

Zenil smiled and did not explain. He got straight to the point: "As for what you just said, there is one thing that worries me...I will leave Meira one day. This departure should not refer to you as lords. But the entire Dawn Territory, right?"

Facing Zenil, there was nothing to hide, and Sera readily admitted it.

"Can you please talk to me, Mr. Glutton?"

Sierra handed over control of her body, and Lu Yu went online curiously: "You don't have to be so polite. You can give up the title of Your Excellency."

"In that case, let's go to Lu Yu." Zenil was not one to mince words. He said, "Strictly speaking, I only have one meeting with you, which was at the birthday party that year."

Lu Yu smiled bitterly. He was still deeply impressed when he mentioned the first social banquet he attended after coming to Meila.

It’s hard not to be profound. It was Zeniel’s birthday party that gave him the eternal title of [Glutton] in Mela. There are endless anecdotes about it, and he is still one of Mela’s favorites for after-dinner chats. .

"Thank you for providing an occasion for Quan Meila to get to know me." Lu Yu joked.

"Do you know what my first impression of you was when we first met?"

"Aren't they also barbarians, eating and drinking too much?"

"That's not the case." Zenil shook his head and stared at the briquettes seriously, "From the beginning to the end, my impression of you is that you are a love rival."

Sierra coughed violently in the chat room.

Lulu's eyes widened: "Wow... he is indeed the guy who bluntly said that he wanted to conquer you back then. He is really... straightforward enough."

She clearly remembered that when Zenil expressed his interest in Sera, he announced it in public. His tone was like a letter of challenge, welcoming all potential competitors to compete with him.

"Even now?" Lu Yu didn't have any special mood swings because of Zenil's words.

"It's long gone."

"Your candor really surprises me."

"Yeah?"

With a poker face and an unexpected tone, Lu Yu really didn't know where to complain about Zenil.

"You actually didn't make things difficult for my love rival back then?"

"Only despicable people would do this." Zenil said calmly, "I'm just curious about why Sera likes you..."

"Any answers?"

"I've been thinking hard for a long time, but I haven't found a solution, but as time goes by, something happened in the Mera continent, and I vaguely found the answer." Zenil looked up at the stars, as if he was looking for something, "Instruct my good sister to take sides. The magic awakeners shook up the old school system and forced me to compete with them, forming a healthy competition and indirectly accelerating the progress of magic awakening. I took the initiative to write an introductory manual and distributed it at a low price, as well as this time a large library..."

Zenil's gaze moved from the starry sky to the coal briquettes, which reflected a darkness, but his eyes were still sharp and bright, seeming to be able to penetrate the black fog and reach into the hearts of the three of them.

"You are all heirs to Laurent's ideal."

Lu Yu laughed and recalled the old pope's last days. He shook his head in shame: "I can't be a person like him. I just hope to be as much like him as possible, a poor imitator."

"But, you are imitating." Zenil confirmed.

"Aren't you the same?" Lu Yu asked.

"I'm worse than you and not as good as Noel."

The strong and domineering Zenil actually said that he was inferior to others. This was the first time in Sera's memory.

"Much better than your father."

"Are you sure you want to talk about someone who has no right to be in the conversation on such an occasion?"

The disdain in Zenil's tone, the raised eyebrows, and the crooked corners of his mouth all showed great impatience.

If there was anything that could cause cracks in Zenil's tough heart, it would be the repeated mention that he was the descendant of Dewek.

The crazy gambler was the culprit who caused Solon's division and chaos to get out of hand.

"Allow me to apologize, not because I am much better than your father, but because you are never on the same level of comparison."

Zenil's face paled slightly, he really cared about this.

"Are you restraining yourself, or is Sera restraining you?"

Lu Yu was stunned.

Zenil continued: "I can tell just from the previous battles that most of the knowledge you use is contrary to the 'decency' that ordinary people know. From what is known so far, you should have the power to destroy a medium-sized country. To possess such power and to be willing to remain silent...given this great power to any person, even if he has good intentions at first, he will decay and become himself as time goes by.”

"But you don't." Zenil looked into the distance, "You are restraining. I can see the shackles of restraint from your performance... She is your restraint, right?"

"Tanya is more serious than you..." Lu Yu sighed, "Correction, not only her, but also the land under our feet has that restraining power."

"You are worthy of admiration." Zenil said, "In that case, please bear witness to something for us."

"witness?"

Zenil looked back at Tanya and Roye not far away: "After the dust of this war has settled, the division of Codezon has become a foregone conclusion, and the territorial boundaries between the four major countries and the foreign races will also change. We have no doubt that A new order will be created, so why stay in the framework of the past?”

Sera, who understood the meaning of Zenil's words for a moment, was stunned.

Lu Yu was stunned for several seconds before he realized what these words meant.

"Are you going to..."

"Reconciliation." Zenil said, "I can be the first to give in."

Lu Yu was beyond shocked. After the old Solon was divided into three, the Green Shade Leader rapidly grew with Tanya's good reputation, and was apparently the most powerful party.

But in reality?

According to Milai's description, before her arrival, the intelligence system of the Green Shade Territory had become a sieve. The one-way transparency between the Green Shade Territory and the Storm Territory was no joke.

The Green Shade Leader threw nails into the Storm Leader several times, but they were exposed by the Storm Leader. The Storm Leader did not execute these nails, but repatriated them in a friendly manner, which further showed the Green Shade Leader's incompetence.

Regardless of the specific combat power or war resource reserves, the outside world knows very little about the Storm Territory. It can be said that this is Mera's Dawn Territory, an information black hole.

No one knows how strong the Storm Territory as a whole is.

But now, Zenil, who has the upper hand in the Three Kingdoms, wants to take the lead and give in...

"The magic wave has lasted for several years, and enough people have died." Zenil said, "All kinds of wars between the diphtheria, the undead, and the sea monsters have taken turns to ravage, and they are already riddled with holes...Oroen is still raging now. If If there is another war after the war is over, how long will blood be shed?"

"Let the past go...I don't care whether it's orthodox or not. Instead of carrying the name of Solon, it's better to start over." Zenil stood with his hands behind his back, "Tanya likes to win, so let her win. When she grows up, she always loses big things because of small things. This time...if she is happy, let her win big things once."

"Royer's slate, although I don't know if it is the foundation of his rule that he fabricated or if it really exists... But since the black owl is trying to hide it from me, it must be true. I can't understand what was right or wrong hundreds of years ago. Comment, I admire the heroes who stepped forward to end this suffering, and I long for their ideal country."

"If that is the correct history that should be carried forward on this continent, then let him get his due share... After all, Dewek has indeed failed thousands of people in the north. They have sacrificed their lives with their blood. Defending the land, what we are waiting for is a light abandonment... The people in the north are not at fault, the fault is old Solon."

Zenil paused, seeming to formulate his words.

"No one can 'pardon' the rebellion in the north except me. Since I occupy the royal capital of old Solon and own everything it once was glorious, this can only be done by me."

"Will your nobles agree?"

"They can't refuse." Zenil said unconcernedly, "The black owl will let them make the wisest choice."

There's nothing I can do about it if it's unwise... Lu Yu has seen the scene where Noel used the Silent One to quell dissent. When it comes to such a situation, the Empire's Will is not a knighthood that can bargain.

"So, do you plan to set the tone for peaceful coexistence based on the present?" Lu Yu asked again, "We also need to ask whether Beijing and Luyin agree?"

"If there are no accidents, the Storm Territory will leave the land of Solon and hand over everything it has occupied."

"ah?"

Lu Yu was shocked again.

Zenil is planning to give up the solid foundation that he has worked hard for several years to build... Wait, the Codezonn mentioned just now, so is his real purpose...

"It seems that you have guessed it. I will let the Storm Lords migrate to the land of Codezoun. In that ruined country, I will rebuild my country and restore order." Zenil said, "This is a better place. After this battle, Codzoun is in desperate need of help. It is only a matter of time before civil unrest breaks out. If you sit back and watch, more innocent people will die. They need a qualified king to rule and lead them out of the war. Disaster."

"I am the qualified king."

The choices you kings make are so shocking...maybe I should say courageous?

Faced with the territory that was uncontrollable under the tide of magic power, Noel boldly cut and integrated core resources. This seemed incredible to Lu Yu. Zenier actually completely abandoned the original foundation and took risks. Migrating borders at great risk…

Now that Zenil has spoken out, it means that this decision has probably been announced to the top leaders of the Storm Territory and has received support from many people.

Lu Yu took a deep breath: "I can't comment on your decision, but based on your words...your appearance will indeed protect the land of Codezon from the chaos of war...I support you based on emotion and reason."

"Thank you so much."

"I hope you can understand what a difficult path you have chosen."

"I have never been afraid of challenges." Zenil raised his head confidently.

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