Chapter 668 (1/2)

Chapter 668: Dispersion Star Astrologer

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“Is it regarding the prophecy of the Bloody Moon?” Dispersion Star sat down.

“Well, that’s a part of it. Since you’ve touched on that point, let’s start with the prophecy then.” The young king rose to his feet and poured a cup of tea for the astrologer who was totally struck by such an act of condescension. Apparently, Roland was much more easygoing than Timothy.

“With respect to the prophecy of the Bloody Moon, it can be traced back to over 1,000 years ago when there was neither the Kingdom of Graycastle nor the Wimbledon Family.”

“But Your Majesty, the records show that our history only dates back to over 450 years ago…”

“The missing part was indeed documented but was later deliberately concealed by someone.” Roland switched to a more comfortable sitting position and said, “It’s a long story, which I’ll need some time to fully explain to you.”

What the astrologer heard afterward was inscrutably astonishing.

The story brought him back to the uninhabited Barbarian Land and the Land of Dawn 1,000 years ago when demons and human beings had had a prolonged war of life and death. It talked about the symbolic meaning of the Bloody Moon, the witch empire, the origins of the Four Kingdoms, as well as that of the church… If it was not out of the mouth of the king, Dispersion Star would definitely condemn the speech and describe it as horrendous and absurd.

Nonetheless, from Roland’s expression, Dispersion Star could tell the king was absolutely serious.

After Roland finished the speech, Dispersion Star felt suffocated. He had firmly believed that the doomsday was simply a God’s punishment. The shaking seabed, the cracking earth, the underground fire and thunderbolts from the sky, as terrifying as they were, would not completely destroy human civilizations. As long as men got prepared in advance, a great part of cities could still survive these catastrophes.

According to His Majesty, however, the Bloody Moon was a signal of the commencement of the war from demons.

It seemed that the war between human beings and demons had lasted for a thousand years. Men had been defeated twice, and one more, they would be completely eliminated from the earth.

“Your Majesty…” Dispersion Star almost lost his voice. “Where did you learn these?”

Roland stuck out two fingers. “The witch empire and the church. They both have something to do with the establishment of the Four Kingdoms, including the Kingdom of Graycastle. I’ve actually encountered demons to the west of the Western Region. They were, veritably, of a foreign race, who have developed their own civilization and built their own armies.”

“And… what’s the smile of deities?”

“Nobody knows. Perhaps we’ll only find out the answer after the Battle of Divine Will.”

Dispersion Star fell silent. He was not sure whether he should believe this appalling narrative, but then he soon realized the story connected to the rise and fall of the Kingdom of Graycastle and the thriving of the Wimbledon Family. As the king of the realm, Roland had no reason to lie to him.

There was no point for him to do that.

Suppose everything Roland had said was true, it would then make sense why His Majesty trusted witches so much.

Suppose witches’ power did not come from demons, naturally, they would no longer be men’s enemies.

In this light, the rumors about the innocence of witches circulated in the old king’s city were simply a tip of the iceberg of the truth. Without a doubt, it was pretty wise and cautious of His Majesty to selectively disclose the information and hold back the part that would potentially spark panic among the multitude.

The only thing that Dispersion Star failed to understand was how the Bloody Moon in the sky bore a relationship to the Gates of Hell.

“Your Majesty, what can I do for you?”

Dimly, Dispersion Star was aware that it was probably not out of any astrological reasons that the king had asked the Astrology Association to move to the Western Region several times. Roland apparently knew much more about the Star of Extinction than any astrologers. If Dispersion Star was not informed of this secret today, he would never possibly know what had happened 1,000 years ago.

“This is what I want to discuss with you next, which may be even more important than the secret I told you earlier,” Roland answered with a smile and handed a book on the desk to him. “Take a look at this first.”

Dispersion Star took the book and noticed the title on the cover was a combination of phrases he had never seen before.

“Analytic… geometry?”