Chapter 505: Mozu

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"Master MacDonald, as a human being, you must have heard of that legend that is widely circulated in all human nations."

Aldridge's voice became deep, and the expression on his face was unprecedentedly dignified, which was something Macdonald had never seen in the decades he had known him.

Macdonald looked at Yarvi, Aldedridge's junior also had the same serious expression as his senior.

"There are many myths that are widely circulated in human countries."

McDonald said, waiting for their further clarification.

Yarvi's next words made him even more surprised, "Not only demons are real, but magic and wizards are also real."

Alvi paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "For example, His Royal Highness Antonio's mother."

Macdonald's eyelids twitched, "His Royal Highness's mother... is really a witch?"

He had always thought that this was a rumor fabricated by other people—such as the Dias family—to tarnish the reputation of His Royal Highness Antonio.

Magic and wizards do exist, and the object of his allegiance is the son of a witch.

Macdonald's hand holding the teacup stayed in the air, and his whole body froze.

Aldridge and Jarvi didn't continue talking, they knew that this information would be very abrupt to Macdonald, so they waited for the old marshal to react.

To their surprise, Macdonald only took a few seconds to digest the information, he exhaled lightly, and then took a sip of tea.

Yarvi asked: "How? Lord MacDonald, when the myth comes into reality, what do you think in your heart?"

MacDonald said in a normal tone: "There are still many things I don't know. What I want to know most now is—the demons, humans, His Highness Antonio, and His Highness's witch mother. Is there any connection between these? Oh, please rest assured, although I am surprised, my loyalty to His Highness has not diminished in the slightest."

Both Aldrich and Yarvi secretly admired in their hearts, they really deserved to be the veterans of the empire who fought half their lives on the battlefield, and their mental qualities were too strong. Originally, the two of them wanted to see the embarrassment of the old marshal, but now they failed.

Aldrich looked at Macdonald and said, "Master Macdonald, scholars in our Tower of Scholars generally believe that mythology is the collective memory of a nation, and it is unlikely that mythology was created out of thin air. It may have been polished or exaggerated, or it may have been completely different from the original version, but as long as you follow the clues in it all the way to the source, there must be a historical event that actually happened, which is the origin of the myth.”

Jarvi explained: "Just like a majestic river, where it flows through, there will be many tributaries flowing into it, but no matter how big the river is, there will always be a source, even if the source may be only A small lake."

MacDonald nodded lightly, expressing his understanding of what the two bachelors said.

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With a face full of reluctance, Harper led his team southward.

The wound on his face was not healed, still swollen, and almost the whole face was covered with ointment.

The face in this state is stuffed into an iron helmet, which is not so cool in the tropical climate of Jiaowan.

After the last rout ~www.readwn.com~ his superior, Semen Fedotov, replenished him with troops, and immediately ordered him to continue to lead the way for the army as a forward.

"The honor you lost with your own hands, it's up to you to find it back with your own hands."

Fedotov admonishes Harper in this way, and Harper is very grateful that he said: "For example, His Highness Antonio's mother."

Macdonald's eyelids twitched, "His Royal Highness's mother... is really a witch?"

He had always thought that this was a rumor fabricated by other people—such as the Dias family—to tarnish the reputation of His Royal Highness Antonio.

Magic and wizards do exist, and the object of his allegiance is the son of a witch.

Macdonald's hand holding the teacup stayed in the air, and his whole body froze.

The shadow is really too big.

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