Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 641

At the same time, after Lin Yu and the others fell asleep, in the Yunshi Palace.

"..." Wan Di sighed.

"Don't worry, Xiaodi, this is not the first time this has happened. A long time ago..." Tibao's voice came softly from the side, and she walked slowly to Wandi with light steps. At this moment, she was looking at Wandi with concern.

But before he could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by Wan Di.

"I'm not worried about him." Wan Di said in a low voice, frowning slightly, his eyes still fixed in the distance.

"But..oh..ok, but you're kind of silent."

Tibao bit her lip lightly, looking at Wandi's resolute profile, thinking secretly in her heart.

Xiaodi is still not good at facing his own emotions.

She knew Wan Di too well and knew that beneath his seemingly strong appearance, he actually had a delicate and sensitive heart.

"Excuse me, I shouldn't be so rude. I know that man can get through it."

Wan Di realized his own gaffe, and slowly turned around to look at Ti Bao head on. There was a hint of apology in his eyes, and his tone of voice became much softer.

Tibao was concerned, but his attitude just now was indeed a bit stiff.

"It's okay. Be more direct. That's more like your style."

Tibao raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a warm smile.

She waved her hand gently, as if to signal her enemies not to take it seriously.

Wan Di is such a real and straightforward person, his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness all have unique charm.

"Xiaodi, what we want to ask is, what did you see during Nicadori's trial?"

"It's ironic that I'm afraid of something like this? The word fear shouldn't exist in the dictionary of Xuanfeng people."

"Do you think you have a chance of beating that thing? That thing that scares you?"

"Is this also part of your plan?" Wan Di did not answer Tibao's question, but suddenly asked back.

"What do you mean?" Tibao tilted his head, a puzzled look on his face, his big eyes blinking.

"Aglaya knew that Bai'e might fail, so he made me his replacement. That was your original plan." There was no anger in Wan Di's voice, only a kind of calmness that saw through everything, and he carefully observed Tibao's reaction.

"Well...it seems you understand everything." Tibao said, no longer hiding it. He sighed softly and lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something.

"I have no intention of condemning you. The Journey to the Fire is no joke. I have long been aware of this. With the fall of Strife, the threat of the Black Tide has intensified again. If Thesis and Oronis are also affected, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Yes, they are the only two Titans who still have reason and are willing to coexist with humans." Tibao nodded.

"Unfortunately, the key to completing the trial does not lie with me. If I want to overcome that fear, I need the help of other Xuanfeng people."

"Give me some time to talk to my people. It won't take too long."

"Oh, there is strength in numbers, right? But the trial of demigod must eventually fall on individuals, Xiaodi. Your people...are always looking forward to the coronation of a new king, right?"

"If you were the one who took over the divine authority, they would definitely follow you willingly, because you are the hero of Xuanfeng City."

"I was, and this, Lady Tirisipios.. is my deepest fear."

The glory he once had has now become a shackle in his heart.

"See you later, I'll be back."

After saying that, Wan Di prepared to leave.

"Little enemy." Tibao called out to Wan Di.

"No matter what happens, we'll stand behind you."

"Well, thanks."

Wan Di waited for a while, and when he saw that Ti Bao had nothing extra to say, he left and walked towards the high-temperature bath.

After all, the rushing heat always reminds people of the melting pot of their hometown.

...

In the hot tub area, Wan Di stopped the children from playing, "Don't play around here."

"It's the prince!" Dmitri shouted in surprise, and the other children gathered around and wanted to listen to the battlefield story.

"Are you all the sons of Xuanfeng?"

"That's right!" Andriscus said that his family originally lived near the hippodrome, Marsyas said that his parents were warriors and had received silver coins from Craterus, and Demetrius said that his parents served in the garrison of the Holy City. "

Wan Di asked again, "Where is the master?"

Marsyas replied, "They were asleep, so we sneaked out to play hide-and-seek with Grandpa Craterus."

"This old naughty boy...I need to talk to him about something. Where is he?"

"I don't know. I counted in the mouth of the True Lion before. Maybe they set a trap."

"Which truth is the lion's mouth?"

"It's near the bathhouse. Just around the corner."

"I'm going to go find him. You guys hurry home and don't play here anymore."

"Your Highness!" Dmitri shouted, "I heard that you brought back the spark of discord. Can we go home now?"

Wan Di asked back, "You have never been to Xuanfeng City, how can you talk about returning home?"

"Because this is not home. Children of Xuanfeng are born to hold swords and are destined to go to the battlefield." Demetrius said, "The prince's army is the bravest. Children of the holy city don't play with us, but we know that you will take us home."

Wan Di was silent for a while before saying, "It's not the right time yet. Go back and eat well and exercise. This is the qualification to become a warrior and return home."

"Yes, Your Highness!" the children responded in unison.

...

Wan Di looked ahead, thinking to himself, what will happen to Xuan Feng in the future?

Soon, the enemies saw Craterus.

Is he debating with that stupid lion?

Two soldiers stood by, looking nervous.

One of them said in panic, "Oh no, it's him, the crown prince of Xuanfeng City."

The other one hurried to comfort him, "Why panic? With the instructions of the Senate, the Golden Race dare not do anything to us."

Wan Di walked straight forward and said coldly, "You running dog of the Senate, get out of the way."

The panicked soldier was speechless for a moment, and the soldier who was following him pretended to be calm, "Oh, Ohma's military police are performing their duties, please do not approach casually!"

Zhenyan Shikou hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Sir, calm down and speak properly..."

Wan Di's eyes were stern, "Don't make me say it a second time."

The soldier who was following them was frightened by this momentum and stammered, "This time, uh... this time I'll let you go first, and next... this won't happen again!"

At this time, Craterus was telling a story to the True Lion with great interest, "You think you are well-versed in history? Then let me test you. Do you know how the golden lion head of Xuanfeng City was built into the wall?"

"I..I don't know, sir, haha..how did I get up there?"

"Hahaha, then let me tell you. Back then, the founder of the city of Hanging Blade led a group of warriors to hunt lions in the suburbs of Tretos. The vicious beast with sharp teeth and claws had been causing trouble for many years, and the bones in its lair were piled higher than the mountains surrounding Ohma."

"But guess what? As soon as the beast poked its head out, the Xuanfeng warriors immediately rushed forward, threw it to the ground in a flash, and shattered its knee with just one blow, and then..."

"We haven't even gotten to the exciting part yet, why are you blushing?"

"You...you spoke so vividly that I felt refreshed! Please continue, sir..."

As he was speaking, Zhenyan Shikou, who had sharp eyes, saw Wandi and his expression froze immediately, "Oh, isn't this, Lord Wandi?! It's been a long time since we last met, ha, haha..."

Craterus turned around when he heard the voice. "Oh? What kind of wind is this Ohma blowing... that it actually brought the son of Golgo to me?"

"Cratrus...my teacher." Wan Di said respectfully.

"Let's talk somewhere else, Maidemos. I'm tired of talking to this stone head." Craterus waved his hand.

"Shouldn't we care about the spies in the Senate?"

"These two hyenas are just pretending to be good. They only know how to pick up carrion and have no ability to bite people. Let's go. It's okay to let them follow us."

The two turned to leave, but the voice of the Lion of Truth was heard from behind, "So, how did the golden lion get on the wall?"

"..."

Craterus deliberately raised his voice, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and shouted to the two sneaky figures behind him, "Don't lose them, Hyenas... Sorry, they are officers from the gendarmerie." He paused deliberately, and the word "hyenas" almost came out of his mouth, making no effort to hide his contempt for the two followers.

When the soldier who was following them heard this, he immediately became furious and his face turned red. "You old man, you really are..." Just as he was about to lose his temper, he was stopped by the panicked soldiers.

"Brother, calm down!" The panicked soldier whispered anxiously, his eyes full of anxiety. He knew very well the identity and status of the two people in front of him and did not dare to provoke them easily.

After a while, Craterus stopped and said calmly, "We are almost there."

The soldier who was following them panted and asked in confusion, "Why...why did you stop?"

Craterus looked around and nodded with satisfaction, "This is a good place for a private conversation." As soon as he finished speaking, he and Wan Di quickly turned around, staring at the two soldiers with sharp eyes.

"Shall we take action, my master?" Wan Di lowered his voice, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Come on!" Craterus said without hesitation. As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them rushed forward like tigers pouncing on their prey.

"What...what do you want to do?!" the panicked soldier shouted in horror, his legs going weak and he could hardly stand.

"Come... someone come quickly, help..." The soldier who was on duty had just shouted one word when he was hit by a heavy punch from Craterus and was instantly silenced.

After dealing with the two, Craterus clapped his hands and snorted coldly, "Humph! This is quiet enough." He straightened his clothes, turned to look at Wan Di, and his expression returned to peace. "Tell me, what do you want to discuss with an old man like me?"

Wan Di took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I want to discuss with you...the future of the Xuanfeng people."

"Interesting. I heard that the fire of the Spear of Retribution has been returned, but it was not returned by you personally. You even wanted to hand over Nicardoli's divine power. Is this true?" Craterus raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of doubt.

Wan Di was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Those rumors are not fabricated."

"What you mean is that you have ever thought about giving up the throne of Xuanfeng and giving up leading your people." Craterus stared at Wandi, not missing any expression on his face.

"Divine power is not the same as royal authority, and our people's way out is not limited to conflict." Wan Di tried to explain.

"Word game! You are well aware of the plight of the Xuanfeng people." Craterus interrupted him immediately, a little excited, "The lonely Xuanfeng soldiers who left their hometown with you, and their descendants...what has supported us to this day is the desire for the glory of the past." He raised his head slightly, his eyes flashing with a complex light, which was the recollection and persistence of the past years.

"If you let them know that the crown prince who is highly respected by the tribe has thought of giving up, Maidemos, how will you explain to your deceased mother?" Craterus' voice was low, as if questioning, "Don't forget, she died for you! To restore the glory of Xuanfeng! That's why she died at the hands of the former King of Olipon Xuanfeng, the father of all enemies!"

"Now that things have come to this... let me ask you, who killed my father?" Wan Di's eyes were as sharp as swords, staring straight at Craterus.

"Are you humiliating me, Maidemos? I am old, but not stupid. I certainly remember that Euripon died in the encirclement of Xuanfeng's lonesome army." Craterus's expression was stern. "You pierced his chest with a spear with your own hands."

"But that's just the result." Wan Di paused, his tone getting heavier, "Don't you see clearly, my teacher? What brought my parents and the Xuan Feng clan to their doom was the disputes you and I talked about, the pursuit of so-called glory, the slogan of "Rather die in battle than return in glory"... It is the obsession of every Xuan Feng person, regardless of whether it is right or wrong."

Craterus was silent for a long time, his expression changing unpredictably.

Finally, he sneered, "How ridiculous! The only thing that can kill a king is a spear. Even the infant of Xuanfeng knows this." His eyes revealed a hint of disappointment and anger. "I swore to your mother that I would defend your crown with my life, but I never thought that the son of Golgo would take the lead in questioning... betraying the spirit of Xuanfeng."

"Golgo, your mother has the same name as the founder of the city of Hanging Blade, and her deeds are worthy of the weight of this name, but you...if you want to stay away from her glory and become a deserter...I'm sorry I can no longer offer my loyalty, Maidemos." Craterus' tone was resolute, as if he had made a great decision.

"I wanted to discuss the future of our tribe with you, but now doesn't seem to be the right time." Wan Di looked gloomy.

"Go, Wan Die, that's what the Golden Ones call you, follow the path you think is right."

"You are a warrior who follows your own way. Once you make up your mind, no one can stop you." Craterus waved his hand, with a hint of sarcasm and helplessness in his tone, "But don't try to deny the tradition of Xuanfeng... We are in Ohma, but we will always be the people of Strife."

"In an era of impending destruction, there is no point in talking about bloodline," Wan Di retorted, without flinching.

"Young master, remember, never show your weaknesses to others. A lion should never mingle among its prey...especially when it is powerful enough to dominate the entire hunting ground." Craterus looked solemn, staring at the enemy, as if giving the final advice.

...