"What? Your Majesty the Heavenly King would not think that the orcs among the survivors of the Moon Clan will respect you as king. There must be a limit to the feeling of good self." Fujiwara Meihong glanced at Caesar and sarcastically said, "They are not like the orcs in the North today. All inheritance and memories have been erased ten thousand years ago. From then on, relying on the wings of the barbarians, they have become your lackeys... The orcs among the survivors of the Moon Clan retain their original glory and pride. They only have unforgettable hatred with you."

"Yes, we destroyed their homeland, and hatred is for granted, but then?" Caesar spread his hands, "You have been exiled for ten thousand years, why do you want to go back to seek death?"

Fujiwara Meihong gritted her teeth. She naturally knew that from the moment her identity was exposed, the moon was already in an extremely strict situation. As long as the holy land was willing, it could give the unexpected people a big surprise at any time. Only the saints can fight against the saints. This is a fact that is almost truth-based after countless battles and records analysis. The moon clan lacking the power of the saints will have no power to resist under the destruction and beheading of the saints. Besides, the saints have a thousand years of thought and have no choice but to make plans. Even if the eight-inspired Yonglin is so amazing, she cannot stop the joint calculations of the seven saints... The saint who sees through the appearance and reaches the origin is the strongest strategist in the world. The river of time has thousands of changes that cannot escape their sight and calculations.

"I guess you understand." Caesar spread his hands, "The power of both sides is not equal. Even peace is the peace we give. You can only accept it with gratitude and tears - or try to resist, but this ending..."

"Hmph, let's not mention this for now." Fujiwara Meihong said coldly, "I care about another question. The Heavenly King of the Temple of War God, do you claim that you are willing to accept the orcs in the Moon Clan, and even let them return to the Orcs in the North?"

The girl used a very contemptuous tone. It seemed that she was disdainful to the so-called "Northern Orcs", but there was nothing she could do about it. After all, for these people who fled to the moon ten thousand years ago, the orcs who now live well in the North are just a group of ignorant pitiful people who were brainwashed. They live under the wings of their enemies, without inheritance, and without pride...

Caesar nodded: "Of course, although they are essentially different from the orcs of the Northland today. But I still..."

"Is that so? Then I'll ask you a question." Fujiwara Meihong sneered, "I don't have to think about what the orcs today have experienced ten thousand years ago to be allowed to survive. The purest bloodline of the fantasy fox just now has, but she doesn't know how to use her charming power at all. Instead, she learned some dimensional movement miscellaneous learning... It can be seen that you must have destroyed the civilization of the beast clan, erased their inheritance, brainwashed, massacred, and tampered with it, so that they would forever forget the blood debts and sacrifices, hatred and disasters of that year. Only as the tragic vassals or even slaves of the barbarians can they survive!"

"We do this, there is no denying this." Caesar nodded. "Only in this way, the beast tribe can continue and humans can feel at ease. This was unexpectedly merciful at that time."

"Those who have lost their minions and pride, no history and inheritance, no glory and courage, are such beasts still beasts? Have you saved the beasts or left a pathetic puppet!" Fujiwara Meihong widened her eyes and sneered.

"You are wrong. They have lost their history and inheritance, but they have not lost their glory and courage. The beast tribe is still the beast tribe." Caesar said calmly, "Some things exist in the soul and will never be erased. The lost history can continue to be created. Without inheritance, you can start over again. As long as life is still there, the courage and glory in their hearts will never deteriorate - they are no longer the remnants of the orc empire. They have abandoned the past and have the future. They are the North Beast tribe, and they are braver than anyone else."

"And now... the time for rise has come." Caesar looked at Fujiwara Meihong, and his calm eyes were full of unparalleled firmness and confidence. "The most proudest thing in this life is to guide them... I am proud of being able to rule all the creatures in the Northland. They are everything to me - and I firmly believe that they are much better than the orc imperial remnants of the Moon Clan. After all, you have survived with hatred until today, and they have forgotten their scars and kept moving forward until today. Who is more brave?"

"It's just some poor victims, deceived, blinded, and ignorant to this day." Fujiwara Meihong still sneered, "You said nicely, how could you know whether they would like to forget it? Everything is just the wishful thinking of you, Burkeso and even all the insiders, a scam that has been built for thousands of years! A fate imposed on them!"

"This is just an equivalent exchange." Caesar said indifferently, "Forgiveness to exchange for the qualification to survive. This is the fate chosen by the Immortal King for the orcs. How do you know that the orcs wanted to die in a grand manner or to seize the only hope of survival? Oh, by the way, I forgot that ten thousand years ago, as the seeds that the orcs could continue, the so-called elites had already fled to the moon with you. The rest were all those who should be martyred for the country...abandoned son."

"So." Caesar's voice was still slow, but it was a powerful irony and mockery. "We imposed on them the fate of living, and thus destroyed their inheritance and memory. You imposed on them the fate of death and the country was destroyed, and therefore left them all... In a sense, we are all the same things, but although they are all annoying people who like to impose their fate on others, who makes sense of their practice?"

"That...that's just something we can do, we can only take away the most precious and most needed..."

"So those useless, weak, ineligible, poor, humble orcs should all die, be abandoned, be destroyed, and die for the so-called glory of the empire!" Caesar suddenly raised his tone, "Since you have abandoned them, what qualifications are there to point fingers at our actions! Tell me all the remarks to those you have abandoned!"

As soon as she entered her soul, Fujiwara Meihong was forced into a death stance by Caesar. Under the aggressive verbal attack of the king, Princess Yue was completely at a disadvantage. She could only make the final struggle: "...This is a sacrifice that must be made when facing invasion! At least all the saints of the beast clan stayed to accompany them to die!"

"The sacrifice that must be made!? A country that ordered their citizens to die for it deserves to be destroyed! It deserves to be cut off from the inheritance! It deserves to be destroyed in the long river! It deserves to be disappeared in the pile of history! Let everyone forget!" Caesarm said Bingbingly, "...I understand the ruthlessness of the so-called superiors, but please remember. Don't look down on the former tribesmen you left behind with this mentality full of superiority and righteous indignation! Moreover, I want to tell you that the so-called bullshit orc empire has long been finished! Now there is only one beast tribe. The beast tribe in the north!"

"It sounds so nice..." Fujiwara Meihong suddenly sneered, "Then I ask you, are you willing to let your subjects know the truth of that year? Or you have accepted orcs from the Moon Clan. If they tell your subjects the truth of that year, how should you reply to their doubts?"

Caesar's eyes fluctuated for a moment, and his attitude of pursuing victory gradually turned into silence.

——It turns out that you don’t dare to face something. Fujiwara Mei Hong breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. The strongest thought that appeared in her heart now was actually "It turns out that this Caesar is also an ordinary person." rather than the idea of ​​a Jedi counterattack.

Where can there be a completely open and honest person? Everyone has a forbidden zone that they dare not touch. Whether it is Bayi Yonglin or the King of the North in front of them, they are all so outstanding that they are almost perfect, but they are not perfect after all...

...In fact, it is more real, but it makes people feel closer.

She sighed softly, trying to comfort the man in front of her for a few words, and then said some scenes to reveal the topic.

However—Caesar took a deep breath and said lightly: "...Thank you. Some things are destined to be faced. Escape cannot solve anything. I used to avoid this matter, and I didn't even have the courage to tell everyone... Now I understand that what should come will always come. In fact, the path to the saint is actually the process of constantly repairing the flaws of my own state of mind, blindly avoiding this. I will never make progress..."

"Hey...what do you want to do?" Fujiwara Meihong asked in disbelief.

"Make a bet, come with me." Caesar grabbed Fujiwara Meihong's hand and took her out of the room. The sky covered by the Bori Festival was particularly blue. The white clouds were as picturesque as the breeze, and the sound of the king's steps became more and more relieved. He gradually figured out everything. A clear voice came from afar, "Hare Lingmeng, Ibuki Seika, Gao Min, Yakumoto, Yui Yui, and others who live in the Bori Shrine. Please come here for a while. I ask you to be a witness."

Hearing his words solemnly, people stood up one after another and rushed here quickly. Fujiwara Mei Hong stood aside at a loss, trying to say anything, but couldn't say anything - while Caesar stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant sky, his back felt a little lonely. Then, the king of the north turned his head and had a faint smile on his face.

"Hashirazawa Huiyin." The mixed-blooded orc had an inexplicable blush on his face. God knew what Yakumo Zi did to him. Caesar gently called her name, which surprised her a little. "When I saw a look similar to you in Fujiwara Meihong's eyes, I guessed the secret in your heart. You should have learned the secret of the orcs by chance from some means. I can tell you that all your guesses are correct. You want all orcs to know about this matter, and even make the blank ten thousand years ago public, right?"

A look of horror and fear appeared in Aiyin Uchihara's eyes. Caesar smiled slightly and pointed at Fujiwara Meihong: "Ten thousand years ago, the leaders of the hundreds of clans foresaw the coming defeat in the later stage of the war. In order not to destroy all races, they selected elite tribe members and sent them to the moon, concealed them from the seven holy lands, and lasted for ten thousand years... And this person is one of the guardians of the current Yue people. In other words, she knows that all the truth you want to know is of course from ten thousand years ago."

"What do you want to do? Kill us?" Huichen said in a trembling voice.

"...There are so many people here, how can I kill you?" Caesar smiled bitterly, "This is the first time in my life that a girl has been hostile from beginning to end... You can't guess me with kindness and expectation?"

Looking at the embarrassing look of Bai Ze Huiyin, he shrugged, and a golden light flashed. A desk, a pen, a bottle of ink and a piece of paper appeared in the open space. Caesar raised his hand and threw a photocopy stone to Yakumo Zi: "Zi, you already know the usage. What you have to do now is to take a picture of what I will do next."

"As for you, Bai Ze Huiyin... The desk is made of the scapula of the frost giant, and the feathers of the pen come from the light wings of the seraphim, and the ink comes from the blood of the great demon. The velvet paper is taken from the dragon skin of the rainbow dragon, and then stamped with the seals of the Khan and the Heavenly King. It is the highest-level document I published in the name of the monarch of the North and the Crown Prince of the God of War Temple." Caesar said lightly, "What you have to do is record what I will say next word for word."

Bai Ze Huiyin seemed to have guessed something, but Caesar waved her and asked her to take her seat as soon as possible.

The king's eyes first stopped on Zi's face. The girl didn't know what Caesar wanted to do, but she smiled warmly. It was a smile he had seen every day for more than ten years. Then Caesar's eyes swept across everyone's faces and finally stopped on Xun's body, the maid... No, it should be Knight Gao Wen nodding to him and showing an encouraging smile.

...Although I don't know what I want to do, I can see that I made a major decision.

"It's been ten years. My heart has never changed. Eras... Just like my answer at that time, I am willing to change all this and change the fate of the beasts..." Caesar spread his hands, and a cherry blossom slowly fell on his hand. He whispered slowly, then raised his voice. He smiled slightly at everyone, "I'll ask everyone to be a witness. Listen to what I'm about to say."

He remembered what happened that year. He witnessed a murderous fight between brothers from the dog tribe as a child. The beginning of everything surprised him, but the final ending shocked him. The eldest prince Sesshomaru willingly gave up one arm and saved his brother's life in the end. At that time, an old man came to him and said something to him... He would never forget those words for his whole life.

"Ten thousand years ago, this continent had no masters. Countless powerful races jointly created a variety of splendid civilizations. At that time, humans were just tragic slaves. Their lives were worthless. They existed as slaves, servants, experimental materials, hard work and even food. They were enslaved, their tribes were miserable, and the idea of ​​resistance never stopped..."

——Caesar looked at the distant sky, and the clear sky that day was so blue. The old man told him a bizarre and terrible story, the truth hidden in the smoke and clouds of history, the origin and origin of the beast tribe, and the fate they suffered.

"Until the heroes have the power to defeat everything in training and perseverance, their brave hearts slowly sprouted, and the flames of resistance burned in the hearts of all people, and finally lit up the lights of resistance. Ten thousand years ago, an unprecedented war started across the world, and the human army pointed at all races on the continent..."

——The old man’s bitter laughter is still vivid in my eyes: Whether it is as arrogant as Sesshomaru or as straightforward as Inuyasha, they are actually ordinary ordinary people, and they have no grand ideals. Sesshomaru may want to become stronger, but Inuyasha just wants to live safely... In fact, the two princes of the Dog tribe, Sesshomaru with pure bloodline, and Inuyasha with mixed orcs and humans, are ultimately a group of wrecked dogs in my eyes. But it is in this group of orcs who have lost history and inheritance that we, the barbarians who claim to be the incarnation of strength and courage, have seen the true courage... Maybe they have no powerful inheritance anymore, maybe they have no huge empire anymore, but some things are destined to be undestroyed...

"This is not to be covered. At some point, the revenge of justice has turned into a bloody massacre. We settled old accounts one by one. Countless tribes were completely wiped out, cutting off their bloodlines and inheritance, and forever obliterated in the long river of history. The behemoth called the Orc Empire originally had sixty-three tribes. After a bloody purge, only twenty-three old, weak, sick and disabled were left. As barbarians did not go out of the north, they were regarded as gifts to the immortal king."

——After several years, the old man's sigh still lingers in his ears: ten thousand years have passed... Time has changed, two catastrophes, the continent is still the same continent, the beast tribe is still the same, the beast tribe, the gambling match between the Immortal King and the six saints of that year still has no result... But in the end, there is a fact that it can be proved that being isolated from the world and hanging alone in the north will not help to eliminate the beast nature of the beast tribe from the oldest and vast bloodline. Even if they destroy their inheritance, their history, clear the memories of the past, and use the courage and glory of the barbarians to temper them, they cannot completely eliminate their wildness.

"However, even if the remaining twenty-three tribes have been greatly damaged, there are still many saints who insist on eliminating the roots. As a means to eliminate future troubles, all the older orcs of the twenty-three groups were executed, young people were expelled from a large range of spiritual hints by wizards, all the classics that recorded history and inheritance were burned, scholars were killed, civilization was wiped out, all memories of war and orc empire were eliminated, and the remaining orcs were moved to the north. As a new tribe, they became vassals of the barbarians and began to take root in the north. For ten thousand years, they have reproduced to this day. This is the truth of history."

——Caesar recalled the little things that happened at that time, and while telling all the known details without reservation, Bai Ze Huiyin used her pen to fly, recording everything that the king said... Ten years ago, an old man named Eras also told him in this way what happened ten thousand years ago, analyzing the current scattered and embarrassing situation of the beast tribe. Then, under the testimony of the Arret mountains, he asked Caesar a question that changed his life.

"This is the truth I tell you, and I firmly believe that everyone is qualified to understand this history, because I am unwilling to rule this country with lies, and there is always only one reason for us to come together, and the North is the hometown of everyone."

——For hundreds of years, we have been looking for a special person who must not only possess the perseverance and indomitableness of a barbarian, but also inherit the courage and fearlessness of an orc. More importantly, he must know how to use wisdom and respect to command the real warriors... However, these are not important. Simple force is just a path. What is important is the determination and responsibility to take the initiative to carry the destiny of a race, and the mind and demeanor that occupies the north, because we need such a person to unite the north, not only the barbarian tribe of the Arite Mountains, but also every orc around us. This is indeed a great gambling. The Lunar Eclipse War is imminent, and it is really too late to choose the crown prince now. However, the ancestors are at the top, and the emperor finally deserves to be defeated. Hundreds of years of not having anything but being insignificant, and finally has a satisfactory result.

——That person is you. The adopted son of the Yamamo family, the prince of the fox clan, you were raised by orcs. You have a body different from the middle earth humans, but your body is indeed flowing with the blood of the descendants of Yareth. It has been passed down tens of thousands of years ago and flows through the bodies of hundreds of generations of barbarian ancestors. Their glory and protection have integrated into your and my bloodlines, and are thousands of years away from us, staring at the same northern land and the same home, guiding the direction of the future generations...

——Choose child, I ask you, are you willing to use your future time to change this world?

——I would like, Caesar clenched his fists, his brave heart as firm as he was at that time and never wavered.

The king of the North raised his head, as if he declared to the whole world: "...The above is the speech of me, Caesar, the monarch of the North, the crown prince of the God of War, all the barbarians and the king of the beasts. Under the gaze of the ancestors' souls, in the name of the glory of the warriors and the pride of the king, I am sure that I have not received any kind of hints and spiritual control, I have not received any coercion or order, and I have been determined by my subjective will of the king. I promise that the above statements are facts, and I will announce the truth we hidden ten thousand years ago to all the fellows of the Beasts. I am sorry, I have concealed such facts from everyone. Now, I announce all the truths to you, and hope that all the compatriots can bleed with me again!" (To be continued...)
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