Chapter 11 third quarter

The Throne Hall is the oldest room in the Maharian Palace. It once belonged to Haisheng Gema, who ascended the throne in Havnor and was the prince of the Irian family. Queen Helu and her son Maharian were all descended from him. blood. The Havnor Epic reads: A hundred warriors, a hundred women Sitting upright in the hall of Haisheng Gema King's Table.Noble talk The dashing and generous nobleman of Havnor Most Valiant Warrior, Most Beautiful Woman Gema's descendants built a more majestic palace around the hall, which took more than a hundred years. After that, Helu and Maharian added a plaster tower, a queen's tower, and an ancient sword tower.

The palace and tower are still there, and although the people of Havnor insisted on calling it the new palace a hundred years after Maharan's death, when Lebanon succeeded to the throne, the palace was already old and half in ruins.He was almost completely rebuilt and made more magnificent.The merchants of the islands in the inner ring were so happy to have the king and the decree to protect trade again, and they took the initiative to raise taxes so that the king had more money for renovations.In the first few years of Lebanon's reign, no businessman even complained that taxes destroyed his business and made his descendants poor, so the new palace was once again beautiful.After rebuilding the beam-and-column roof, whitewashing the stone walls, and polishing the long and narrow windows, Lebanon retained the original simplicity of the Throne Hall.

After a brief dark age of puppet dynasties and tyrants, assaulters, and pirate kings, after the insults of time and ambition, the throne is placed at the end of a long and narrow room: a high-backed wooden chair, placed on a plain platform, once decorated with gold pieces The parcel, now detached, the small gold nails that were dug out, left cracks in the wood, the silk cushions and wall hangings have been stolen or destroyed by moths, rats and mildew, only the English characters lightly carved in their places and on the back of the chair Crest of the Ladd Family: The Flying Heron holds a piece of sorbus branch in its mouth, indicating that this is the throne.

Eight hundred years ago the kings of that line came to Havnor from the Isle of Enlad.Where the throne of Morad is high, they say, so is the kingdom. Lebannin ordered the throne to be cleaned and replaced with rotten pieces of wood, and the chairs were oiled and polished to their original dark luster, but without painting, gold leaf or decoration.When some rich merchants came to admire the expensive palace built by the donation, they complained about the throne room and the throne: "It's just a barn." Chair?" One said, to which the king replied: "How can there be a kingdom without barns to feed the people and farmers who grow the crops?" Another said, the king replied: "My kingdom is a virtual shell of gold leaf and velvet, Standing on wood and rocks?" Someone said, but Wang didn't answer, he just said he likes it like this.Since the king's respectful buttocks were sitting on the hard chair, no one who commented on this matter could draw a conclusion.

In the cool morning shrouded in late-summer sea fog, the members of the council filed into the high hall with a solemn atmosphere. There were ninety-one men and women in total, and if they were all present, there should be a hundred.Members were chosen by the king himself: there were representatives of the distinguished families of the Inner Isles, all vassals who had pledged their allegiance to the king; Trusted counsellors; merchants, shippers, and financiers from the ports of Havnor, Eia, and the Inner Seas, richly wrapped in deliberate solemnity and dark silk robes; masters of the guild, Good at words, shrewd and sharp, they are all good negotiators, the most striking of which is the leader of the miners of Osskol, a woman with pale eyes and callused hands; there is also the obsidian-like Roke wizard, Wearing a gray cloak, holding a wooden wizard staff, there is also a wizard named Parn, known as Master Sebo, who does not hold a wizard staff, speaks kindly, but makes people shun him; Narui silk, wearing pearls from Shadao; there are also two female island chiefs, who are strong in body, plain in clothes, and noble in expression. One is from Yifeixu and the other is from Kouerpu, who speak for the people of the eastern frontier; There were also poets, and scholars from the ancient colleges of Oia and Enlad, and several captains of warships and royal ships.

These are councilors chosen by the king, and every two or three years, the king invites them to remain in office, or sends them home with thanks and honor, and elects others.Wang discusses all laws, taxes, and judgments that require Wang to deal with, and listens to advice.Members of parliament will vote on Wang's proposal, and it can only be implemented after a majority agrees.Some people say that the council is just a pet and a puppet of the king. If it is ruled by another person, it is indeed possible.Many legislators have found that if they are well supported and coherently expressed, they are likely to sway others, and even persuade the king.Therefore, discussions between various factions and different groups in the parliament often lead to heated disputes. In several full councils, they even opposed and argued with the king, and voted to reject the king's proposal.Lebannin was good at diplomacy, but his political skills were mediocre.

Lebannin found that the parliament can provide excellent advice, and those with power gradually respect the parliament; ordinary people pay little attention to the parliament, and their hopes and attention are concentrated on the king himself.Thousands of ballads and ballads tell of the son of Morad, the prince who rode dragons from the underworld to the shores of light, the hero of the battle of Thora, who wielded the sword of Theriel, who was also known as the mountain pear tree, the height of Enlad's island Ash, ruled by the Rune of Peace, is beloved.In contrast, it is much more difficult to write poems and poems on the topic of shipping tax disputed by parliament.

The unsung senators filed in, seated on upholstered benches, facing the hardwood throne.When the king entered, all stood up, and the daughter of Gont walked beside the king. Since most people had seen her, her appearance did not cause much commotion. Besides, there was a small man in ragged black clothes. "It seems to be a village warlock." The merchant Cameri said to the shipyard on Way Island, and the latter replied with resignation and forgiveness, "It should be true."After all, he puts power in their hands, so while they don't feel compelled to be grateful to him for it, much less respect his decision.

The elderly Mrs. Ibia came late and hurried in. The presiding Prince Saizhi asked the members to sit down.When everyone sat down, Sai Zhi said, "Listen quietly to the king's decree." Everyone listened. The king told the council how the dragons had attacked Sihavnor, and how he and Tehanu, daughter of Gont, had set out to make peace with the dragons.This is the first time many people have heard the truth of the matter. The king first narrates the dragon's earlier attack on the Western Isles, and briefly tells the story of the girl who was transformed into a dragon on Roke Knoll by Obsidian. Kelasim, the dragon of Ledo, declared Tehanu to be their daughter.All this satisfies the appetite of the MPs.

Finally, the king told what happened at the pass of the Farien Mountains in the early morning three days ago. The king concluded by saying: "The dragon, bearing Tehanu's message, went to Orm Irian, who was now in Parn, and she had to fly more than three hundred miles to get there. But the dragon was farther than any ship aided by the spellwind. Quick, Omm Irian may visit any minute." Prince Saizhi asked the question first, knowing that the king would be happy to answer: "My lord, what do you hope to gain from your peace with the Dragon Clan?" The king immediately replied: "What we can get is definitely better than fighting with it. If any dragon comes sullenly, we will not be able to fight. This may be difficult to admit, but it is true. The wise man told us that there may be a place If there is dragon against it, that is the Isle of Roke; on Roke there may be a man who can face the wrath of a dragon and not be destroyed. So we must understand why the dragons are angry, and solve the cause, and appease their wrath."

"The dragons are animals," said old Lord Finkway, "and a man cannot reason with an animal." "Don't we have the sword of Eriyabai that slays the dragon?" a young councilor shouted. Another member of parliament responded immediately: "Who killed Eriyabai again?" The debates in Parliament are often very noisy, but Prince Sage strictly controls that no one will interrupt others or speak for more than two minutes per revolution of the hourglass.The prince's silver-studded staff would strike the ground hard, interrupting the gibberish and inattention and calling out the next speaker.Members quickly discussed, shouted back and forth, said everything that should be said and should not be said, refuted, and argued again. Most people believed that they should prepare to face the Dragon Clan and defeat it. "The archers on the Royal Fleet are enough to shoot dragons like ducks!" shouted a hot-blooded trader in Vasso. "Shall we bow our knees before the beasts without wisdom? Are there no heroes among us?" asked the noble Lady Otokne. Upon hearing this, Obsidian replied sharply: "No wisdom? Dragons can speak the language of creation, and the language of creation inherits all our wisdom and power. If dragons are beasts, so are we. Humans are just talking animals. " An old, well-informed captain said, "Then shouldn't wizards communicate with dragons? Since you know the language of the dragons and share their powers?" Wang spoke of a young, uneducated girl who transformed As a dragon, wouldn't a mage change shape at will? Wouldn't Master Roke be able to communicate with a dragon, and even fight him on equal footing if necessary?" Wizard Parn stood up, short in stature and soft in voice. "Captain, transfiguration is taking another shape," said the wizard politely. "A wizard can change his appearance to resemble a dragon, but real transfiguration is a dangerous art. Especially now, when small changes in the midst of great changes are like exhaling breath against the wind." Blow...but there is one of us who can communicate with dragons better than anyone without using any arts. If only she will speak for us." Hearing this, Tehanu, who was sitting on the bench at the foot of the throne, stood up, said, "I do," and sat down. This sentence stopped the debate for a while, and then broke out again. Wang Jing listened without saying a word, wanting to understand the disposition of the people. The silver trumpet on the tower of the ancient sword blew sweetly four times, and played the whole music, telling the sixth hour that it was noon.The king got up, and Prince Saizhi declared a rest until the first hour of the afternoon. Lunch is served in the middle room of Queen Horu's tower, with fresh cheese and summer fruits.Le Bainan invites Tehanu, Tenar, Chi Yang, Saizhi and Hei Yao to accompany him.After obtaining the king's approval, Obsidian took Pain wizard Sebo to the table.Everyone eats together at the same table, quietly and with few words.Looking out of the window, the entire bay and the northern coastline gradually disappeared in the blue mist. I don't know if it is the remnant of the morning fog or the thick smoke of the western forest fire. Chi Yang was still puzzled: why would he be regarded as the king's confidant and participate in the parliament?What is his connection to dragons?He could not fight, nor could he talk, for such a gigantic creature seemed great and strange to him, and the boasting and clamoring of the Senator was nothing but the barking of dogs to his ears.He had seen a puppy on the beach barking at the sea, snapping at the receding waves, turning and running away before the waves, its wet tail between its legs. But Alder was glad to be with Tenar, felt at home, loved her kindness and bravery, and found himself just as easy with Tehanu. The half-destroyed appearance made Tehanu seem to have two faces, and Chi Yang could only see one face at a time, but couldn't see it at the same time, but after getting used to it, he didn't feel uneasy.His mother's face was also half hidden under the wine-red birthmark, and Tehanu's face reminded Chi Yang of his mother. Compared with before, Tehanu seemed less restless or worried.She sat quietly, and several times shyly talked to Alder beside her as if she were a partner.Chi Yang felt that Tehanu, like himself, was not here voluntarily, but because of an inevitable choice, driven to take an unknown path, maybe the two paths were in the same direction, or at least temporarily.This idea gave Chi Yang the courage, although he only knew that something had to be done, something that had already started, but he felt that no matter what the task was, it was better to share it with Tehanu than to do it alone.Perhaps she was attracted to Alder because of the same loneliness. But the two did not talk about such a profound topic. "My father gave you a kitten." Tehanu said to Alder as they left the table, "Is it Auntie Moss's cat?" Alder nodded.Tehanu asked again, "The gray one?" "yes." "That was the best cat in the litter." "She's getting fatter the longer she lives here." Tehanu hesitated for a moment, then said timidly, "I think it's a male cat." Alder found himself smiling. "He's a buddy. A sailor named him Tow." "Xiao Tuo." Tehanu repeated, looking satisfied. "Tehanu," the king called out, sitting with Tenar on the window sill, "I didn't ask you to tell the question that Lord Sparrowhawk asked in the council today. The timing is wrong. But is it the right occasion?" Alder looked at Tehanu. She thought before answering, and glanced at her mother, but Tenar did not want to respond. "I would rather tell you here." Tehanu said in a hoarse voice, "maybe also to Princess Huerhu." After a brief silence, Wang asked kindly, "Shall I invite the princess?" "No, I can go see her. After a while. I really have nothing to say. Dad asked: Who goes to the dry land after death? Mom talked to me, we think, people will go, but animals will go Do birds fly there? Are there trees? Will grass grow? Alder, you've seen there." Alder was startled suddenly, and could only say: "There is... there is grass on this side of the wall, but it seems to be dead. I don't know what's on the other side of the wall." Tehanu looked at the king: "Your Majesty, you have crossed that land." "I saw no beasts, birds, or plants growing." Alder spoke again: "Master Sparrowhawk said, there are only dust and rocks." "I think only humans go there after they die," Tehanu said, "but not everyone." She looked at her mother again without turning her face away. "Kargs are like animals," Tenar said, in a dry, emotionless voice, "and they die again." "That's superstition," said Obsidian. "Forgive me, Lady Tenar, but yourself..." He stopped. "I no longer believe what they tell me, that I am or was the eternally reborn Arha, the only ever-reborn, immortal soul," said Tenar, "but I believe that after death I will be like all mortals. , reintegrated into the world's large life forms, like grass, trees, animals. Human beings are just talking animals, sir, as you heard this morning." "But we can speak the language of creation." The wizard protested, "We learn the language of Xiguoyi's creation, the language of life; we teach the soul how to conquer death." "Is that place where there is only dust and shadows what you call conquest?" Tenar's voice was no longer dry, and her eyes were bright. Black Yao was indignant, but could only stand speechless. Wang stepped in between the two. "Lord Sparrowhawk asked a second question: Can dragons cross stone walls?" He looked at Tehanu. "The previous answer has already explained." Tehanu said, "If the dragon is the only animal that can talk, the animal will not go there. Has the mage seen the dragon there? Your Majesty?" She looked at Obsidian first. , and then look at Lebannin.After thinking for a moment, Obsidian replied: "No." Wang looked surprised: "Why did I never think of this? No, we didn't see it. I don't think there are dragons there." "Your Majesty!" Chi Yang said, since he came to the palace, he had never spoken so loudly, "There is a dragon there." He stood facing the window, pointing out. Everyone turned around together.Over Havnor Bay came flying from the west a dragon, slender and beating slowly, its feathered wings shining red and gold.In the misty summer sky, a wisp of smoke floated behind him. Wang Dao: "Which room should I prepare for this distinguished guest?" Wang seemed to be speaking in a joking tone, or perhaps confused.But as soon as he saw the dragon turning and flying towards the tower of the ancient sword, he immediately ran out of the room, ran down the stairs, frightened and overtook the hall and the guards at the gate, and reached the balcony under the white tower first. The balcony is the roof of a banquet hall. The wide marble is surrounded by low railings, the tower of the ancient sword is above it, and the queen's tower stands not far away.When the king appeared, the dragon had just landed, folded its wings, and made a loud metal-like knock, leaving deep claw marks on the marble where it landed. The long, slender, scaled head turned around, and the dragon looked at the king. The king bowed his head and did not look directly into the dragon's eyes, but he looked forward and said clearly, "Omm Irian, welcome. I am Lebannen." "Agnes Lebanon." The voice hissed loudly, just like Orm Ambar called him who had not yet succeeded in the far west. Behind him, Hei Yao, Te Hanu and several soldiers ran up to the balcony.A soldier drew his long sword, and Lebanon saw another soldier pointing his bow and arrows at the dragon's chest in a window of the Queen's Tower. "Drop your arms!" cried the king, and the voice echoed through the towers, and the guards obeyed, almost dropping their swords in their panic, but the archers hesitantly lowered their full bows, unwilling to leave the king defenseless. "Mediyou." Tehanu whispered, stepped forward and stood beside Lebainan, looking steadily at the dragon.The dragon's head turned again, and a huge amber eye in a wrinkled, scale-shimmering socket looked back without blinking. The dragon spoke. Black Yao's dialogue with Wang Di Nanlong and Tehanu. "Daughter of Kailashin, my sister," said the dragon, "you did not fly." "Sister, I can't transform." Tehanu said. "Have I changed?" "For now, if you want." Those who looked out from the balconies and from the windows of the high towers, even if they lived among magic and wonders for a long time, saw wonders that could not be compared in a lifetime.They saw a gigantic dragon with a scaled belly and a thorny tail that trailed halfway across the balcony, with a red-horned head that was twice as tall as a king when it was lifted... The giant bowed down , the whole body trembled, the wings were beating like gongs and cymbals, and a cloud of water mist instead of smoke was thrown from the deep black nostrils, covering the whole body, like mist or stained glass, and then disappeared.The noon sun shone on the scorched, scorched, white floor, and there were no dragons, just a woman standing ten steps away from Tehanu and the king.The position of the woman should have been the heart of the dragon. The woman is young, tall, strong, with dark skin and black hair, wearing a peasant woman's shirt and trousers, with bare feet.She stood motionless, as if at a loss, looking down at her body and raising her hands to observe. "Such a small thing!" said the woman in Common Tongue. She smiled, looked at Tehanu, and said, "It feels like wearing the shoes I wore when I was five years old." The two women approach each other with a solemn salute, like armed warriors saluting each other, or two ships meeting at sea.The two hugged and hugged each other gently for several moments.After parting, they turned to face the king together. "Miss Yi Rui'an." Wang greeted and bowed. The woman was a little overwhelmed, and made a little salute like a village woman.Looking up, Wang saw that her eyes were amber and turned her head away. "My present appearance will not hurt you," the woman said, smiling broadly, her teeth white. "Your Majesty," she added uncomfortably, trying to be polite. The king bowed again, and it was he who was at a loss now.He looked at Tehanu, then at Tenar who had walked up the balcony with Alder.No one spoke. Irian's eyes turned to Hei Yao, who was wearing a gray cloak and standing behind the king, and his face lit up again. "Sir," she asked, "are you from Roke? Do you know Master Xingyi?" Black Yao bowed and nodded, and did not look directly at Irian. "Is he all right? Still walking in the woods?" The wizard bowed again. "Then, what about the Gatekeeper, the Herbmaster, and Kerrikamerak? They are my friends and my support. If you come back to Roke, if you will, give all three my love and reverence." "I will," said the wizard. "My mother has come," said Tehanu softly to Irian. "Tenar of Etuan." "Tenar of Gont," said Lebannin, in a peculiarly loud voice. Irian made no secret of her curiosity towards Tenar, and asked, "Did you and the Archmage bring the Ring of Runes back from White Hair Fan?" "Yes," Tenar said, looking at Irian with the same candor. Above them, there was some kind of commotion on the balcony surrounding the top of the Tower of the Ancient Sword: a trumpet player appeared, ready to tell the time, but at this moment all four gathered on the south side in the same direction as the balcony, looking down at the dragon.Every window in the tower of the castle is a face, and the streets are as loud as the waves. "After the first hour of the Trumpeter," said Lebannin, "the Parliament will be in session again. Madame, the deputies have seen or heard of your approach. If you wish, we'd better go in and let them pay their respects to you. If you Be willing to speak to them and I can guarantee they will listen." "Very good." Irian said.At this moment, she showed the heavy indifference of the dragon clan. Once she moved, she disappeared immediately. It seemed that she was just a tall young woman with clumsy steps. She smiled and said to Tehanu: "I seem to be flying like sparks. No weight!" The four horns on the tower play to the west, north, east and south, and each ballad is an elegy written by a king for his best friend five hundred years ago. For a moment, Lebanon recalled the face of Eriabah: dark-eyed, sad, standing on the beach of Celedau, dying, among the bones of the dragon that killed him.Lebannen wondered why he was thinking of something so far away at this moment, but he was not surprised, because the living and the dead, the race of humans and dragons, were gathering, moving towards something he could not see. Lebannen stopped until Irian and Tehanu stepped forward.When they walked into the palace together, he said: "Miss Irian, I want to ask many things, but what my people are afraid of, and what the council wants to know is: Are your people planning to attack us? Why attack?" Irian nodded, strong and decisive: "I will tell you everything I know." A group of people came to the door hidden by the curtain behind the high platform. The hall was in chaos, and the voices were loud, and the sound of Prince Saizhi's knocking on the staff was almost lost.Then silence fell suddenly, and everyone turned to watch Wang and Long enter the door. Lebanon was not seated, but stood in front of the throne, and Irianne stood on the left. "Listen to the king's decree." Sai Zhi announced to the dead silence. The king said: "Gentlemen, this day will be recited and sung forever! Your descendants will say: 'I am the descendant of a member of the Council of Humans and Dragons!' Honor her as she came and honor us. Listen to Om Irian !" Afterwards, some people who attended the council said that if you look directly at Irian, it looks like a tall woman standing still, but if you turn your head away, you will see a golden fog from the corner of your eye, covering the king and the throne.Many people know not to look directly into a dragon's eyes, look away, but still sneak a peek.Women looked at Irian, and some thought her appearance was mediocre or beautiful, while some felt sorry for her having to walk barefoot in the palace.There are still a few councilors who have not yet entered the situation, still wondering who this woman is and when the dragon will arrive. When Irian spoke, the room was silent. Her voice was as clear and beautiful as most women, but it easily echoed in the hall. She spoke slowly and formally, as if she was translating an ancient language in her mind. "My real name was Iriam, from the old Iria domain of the Isle of Way, and now it is Orm Iriam, the daughter of Kailasim the Longest. I am the king's old acquaintance, Orm Ambar sister of Om, son of Om, who slew and was killed by Eriabah, the companion of the king. I am here today because my sister Tehanu called me. "Om Amba died in Keledo, destroying the body of Kabu the wizard, and Kailashin went from beyond the West, and brought the King and the Archmage back to Roke. Returning to the Isles of the Dragons, the Longevity summoned the West The people, whose language was taken away by Kabu, and whose sanity is not yet clear. Kailasim said to them: "You have allowed evil to make you evil and mad. You have regained your sanity, but when the wind blows from the east, you will I can no longer return to the original, detached from good and evil.” "Kaylasin said: 'Once upon a time, we chose. We chose freedom, man chose burden; we chose fire and wind, man chose water and earth; we chose west, man chose east. "'But there will always be dragons who envy the wealth of men, and there will always be those who envy the freedom of dragons, so evil invades, and will strike again, until we choose again, to be free forever. Come and I will lead you, or wait." "Some dragons said to Kailasin: 'Mankind long ago stole half of our territory beyond the west because of jealousy, and cast a spell to prevent us from entering. Now let us drive the people to the far east and take back the island. A man and a dragon cannot share the wind." "Kerasin said: 'We were of the same kind. Therefore, in every generation of mankind, there will always be children who are dragons and grandchildren; Dragons of the human race, one currently living in the inner ring islands, and one human being who lives there is also a dragon. These two are messengers, chosen messengers. Neither dragon nor man will be born like this again offspring, for the balance of all things is changing.” "Kerasin went on to say: 'Choose, be with me in the far reaches of the world and ride other winds, or stay and bear the burden of good and evil. Or degenerate into a silent beast.' Finally Kailasin said: 'The last choice The only one will be Tehanu, after her there will be no choice, no way to the west, only the forest will be in the center, as in eternity.』” Everyone was as still as a stone, listening.Yi Rui'an remained motionless, and his eyes seemed to penetrate everyone when he spoke. "A few years later, Kailasim flew into the West, and some dragons followed, some did not. When I joined the people, I followed the ways of Kailasim, but I went back and forth between the two as long as the wind could bear. "My people are possessive and irritable by nature. The dragons left behind in the winds of the world start swarming, or fly alone to the human islands, emphasizing again: 'Man stole half of our territory. Now we will take back all the western lands owned by man, drive away Leave people, so that they can no longer pass on good and evil to us. We don't want to put the burden of people around our necks." "But my people don't want to kill the islanders. They remember killing each other when they were crazy. They hate people, but they don't kill people unless you want to. "One of the dragons has come to Havnor, which we call the 'Cold Mountain.' Similarly, the purpose is to carry out the will of Kailasin, hoping to take the people away from the burdens you bear. If Ahmad, me and the son of Kailasin can prevent people and dragons from harming each other, we are willing to do it for you. But dragons have no kings, and there is no king. Obey no one, fly at will. For a while they respect what my brothers and I ask in the name of Kailasim, but not for long. They fear nothing in this world save your witchcraft, which resists die." In the hall, the last word echoed in the silence that Irian finished speaking. The king thanked Irian and said: "We are honored that you will tell the truth, and I swear by my real name, and I will tell you the same. Daughter of Kairazen who brought me back to the kingdom, I beseech you to tell me, What did you say dragons are afraid of? I thought dragons had no fear of anything in or outside the world." "We fear the spell of immortality," Irian said bluntly. "Eternal life?" Lebannen hesitated. "I am not a wizard. Master Obsidian, if the daughter of Kailasim allows you, please speak for me." Black Yao stood up, and Irian looked at him coldly and impartially, and nodded. "Miss Irian," said the wizard, "we don't have a spell for immortality, only the wizard Kabu tried to make himself immortal, and thus corrupted our craft." Obsidian spoke slowly, carefully speaking, and answered while thinking, "Dear The mage and my king, with the help of Orm Amba, destroyed Kabu and repaired the damage he caused, and the archmage dedicated all his mana to heal the world and restore it to unity. No other wizard in our generation has tried to..." Obsidian stopped talking suddenly. Yi Rui'an looked directly at Hei Yao, and Hei Yao looked directly at the ground. "The wizard I destroyed," Irian asked. "Roke's summoner, Thorion... what did he want?" To the point, Obsidian was speechless. "Thorion came back from the underworld," said Irian, "but not like the archmage and the king came back alive. He died, but he came back across the wall, with skill...your skill...you tender Cramers! How can we trust anything you say? You broke the balance of the world! Can you restore it?" Obsidian looked at Wang anxiously. "Your Majesty, I do not think this is the right time and place to discuss such matters...in front of all...until we understand what is being said, and what action is to be taken..." "Roke kept its secret," said Irian with cool contempt. "But in Roke..." Tehanu didn't get up, and his weak voice gradually disappeared.Prince Saizhi and the king turned to look at her, beckoning her to continue. Standing up, she turned her left face toward the Senator sitting side by side like a stone statue with eyes. "Roke wants to be a forest," said Tehanu. "Sister, isn't that what Kelasim meant when he said he was in the central forest?" She has forgotten that everyone exists. "Maybe we should go there, to the Center of Everything." Irian smiled: "I would like to go." The two looked at Wang together. "Before I send you to Roke, or go with you," Wang said slowly, "I must know what the repercussions will be. Master Obsidian, I regret that such a serious and risky event forced us to discuss it so openly." Next step. But I trust the councilors to support me as I find and take my direction. What the council needs to know is that our islands need not fear an attack from the West... at least maintain the armistice." "Yes." Irian replied. "Can you tell us how long?" "Half a year?" Yi Rui'an suggested casually, as if it was just a day or two. "We will maintain the truce agreement for half a year, and look forward to a long-term peace. Madam Irian, if you want to make peace with us, your people will want to know that our wizard's... meddling with life and death will not endanger them. In this way Right?" "Dangering us all," said Irian, "yes." Lebannen thought for a moment, and said in the most dignified, friendly, and personable manner: "Then I shall go to Roke with you." He turned to the crowd: "Gentlemen, after the truce is confirmed, we will seek peace. To achieve this goal, I am willing to travel to the ends of the earth, for my rule follows the symbol of the Ring of Yephran. If you foresee any obstacles to this journey, please raise it immediately. The balance of power and the balance of all things in the archipelago are at stake. If I want Go, must leave now. Autumn is near, and Roke is a long way off." The long-eyed stone statue continued to sit upright, its eyes wide open, and no one spoke.Prince Saizhi said: "Go, Your Majesty, with our hope and trust, let the magic wind fill the sails." The MP murmured in agreement: Yes, yes, well said. Saizhi asked if there were any questions or disputes, but no one spoke.Parliament ends. Lebannen said, "Thank you, Sage," as they left the throne room with Sage. The old prince replied, "Lebannin, what can those poor people say between you and the dragon?"