Indescribable tarot cards - #356 - Chapter 356 The so-called explanation

While Aaron was still thinking about why this situation happened, Sartre and Roskia had already returned to the Star Tower.

Yes, they have arrived.

Under the influence of Tu Antiwan’s divine power, he was thousands of miles away and arrived in an instant.

One moment, they were in the almost earth-shaking changes at Pearl Harbor in the Kingdom of Algrant, and the next moment, they were back in the Tower of Stars in darkness. Sartre and Siosande were really not used to it.

When they came back to their senses, they saw an old man with a familiar face looking at them.

Sartre subconsciously looked around and confirmed that this was indeed the teacher’s room, but the appearance of this old man…

It just looks familiar.

Looking at the entire Star Tower, there are not too many people who can enter the teacher’s room.

Logically speaking, as the apprentice of the Tower Master of the Star Tower, he should know everyone who can enter the teacher’s room.

Then the identity of this old man…

Thinking like this, Sartre couldn’t help but take another look.

His whole body was shaken.

He subconsciously exclaimed: “Old…teacher?”

It’s no wonder he didn’t react. As a half-elf with half-longevity blood, Julian’s appearance has almost never changed.

Sartre, who had followed Julian for many years, had never noticed the change in his teacher’s appearance. He was preoccupied with it and did not react at all.

Hearing Sartre’s words, Siosande was also shocked. He looked at Julian up and down in shock, and then quickly looked away.

“Teacher, what are you…”

“It’s okay, Sartre.”

Julian described the changes in his body lightly.

He never wanted to explain to his students the sacrifices he had made.

Julian knows best what kind of character Sartre is.

If he knew what his teacher had done to him, his uneasiness and guilt would definitely turn into obsessions and inner demons.

This is what Julian doesn’t want to see.

Sartre was a born prophet.

Julian knew this very well, and even his talent was far beyond his imagination as a teacher.

He shouldn’t be bothered by such trivial matters.

“Then teacher, why are we back? Or…” Siosande recited a dream language quickly silently, and a human face composed purely of lines emerged from his shoulders again.

The uneasiness in Siosande’s heart was slightly reduced.

Being able to summon Meng Ji means that this place is indeed reality and not an illusion created by the aura of the cult.

This is a simple and easy method for prophets who possess dream creatures.

After all, relying entirely on the soul to predict the future makes it extremely easy to fall deeply into a fantasy that is entirely constructed from spiritual sense.

At this time, it is true that only dream creatures can serve as guides to guide people out of the dream.

“Ye have indeed come back, and it is He who has done it.”

Although Julian did not mention who “He” pointed to, Sartre and Siosande knew it well.

“Do you feel it?” Julian asked again and looked at Sartre.

Feel……

Sartre was silent for a moment, shook his head hesitantly, and then nodded again.

“Teacher, I did see Aaron, but it was a little strange…it seems like I have to wait a little longer…”

As of now, Sartre is only half a silver-level person.

His intuition told him again that the clue to the breakthrough lay in Aaron.

He really felt it during this encounter.

But he really wasn’t sure.

Because he watched Alice struggle to climb the mountain, but he himself had to leave…

He had no idea what happened next.

Aaron was in the midst of a huge upheaval, and it was probably extremely difficult for him to protect himself.

As if he saw through the hesitation in Sartre’s heart, Julian said, as if he was comforting Sartre: “It’s good if you can feel it.”

Is it okay if you can feel it…?

Sartre could feel that this was not just a formal consolation, but a real response.

But this is just a feeling, teacher…

Now, even Sartre has some self-doubt.

Is this feeling true?

For such an inexplicable feeling, he has lost a lot and even hurt his teacher.

Although he didn’t know why the teacher had become so old, he could vaguely feel that it seemed…it was for him…

For a moment, Sartre didn’t know what to say.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly fell silent.

“But teacher, why are we back here…”

Siosande began to ask at the right time.

“I once made an agreement with Tuantivan. If he succeeds in becoming a god, then he will send you back.”

“But, Senior Sartre still has time to travel…”

Siosande said with a frown.

To put it into perspective, Sartre’s travels lasted less than two months.

If someone discovered it, he would be criticized secretly.

“Heh…” Julian just chuckled after hearing this, “Tower of Stars, the tower owner has always had the final say.”

He is the master of the Star Tower. Before giving up this position, he alone has the final say in the huge Star Tower.

The so-called deputy tower owner only has the right to make suggestions and has no right to object, and there is no so-called multiple-vote veto mechanism.

This was also the rule set by the first generation of Star Tower people back then.

The fate and future that everyone can see is different, and their interpretations are also different, which will lead to countless different solutions and methods.

There is only one Star Tower, which means that the Star Tower can only move forward along one of the roads.

Therefore, it is destined that only one person can be in power in the Tower of Stars.

There may be the voice of the deputy tower master, but there is only one seat for the tower master.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Sartre glanced at the teacher, then subconsciously went to open the door.

All that caught my eye were familiar faces.

After just a quick glance, it seemed that all the deputy tower masters of the Star Tower were here, including some famous mentors who did not have the title of deputy tower master.

Dozens of people were piled outside the door. Unprepared, he almost wanted to close the door again.

So fast?

They just returned to the Star Tower not long ago, right?

They didn’t even leave the teacher’s room. How did these people know?

Besides, wasn’t it because he broke the agreement and returned to the Tower of Stars?

It shouldn’t be such a big battle, right?

It is no exaggeration to say that if someone could kill all the people here now, the development of Star Tower would be set back by decades or even hundreds of years.

However, the current visitors didn’t pay much attention to why Sartre and Siosande were in the Tower of Stars.

Virgil, the deputy tower master who was the first to knock on the door, coughed and looked past Sartre to the old-looking Julian, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Julian’s aging was not a disguise.

This is real aging.

“Tower Master, I hope you can give us people an explanation.”

ps: This book is almost finished, so I’ll leave a reader group for the last time~

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