With the words of Romanov XIII, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, although the relationship between Duke Melkin and the former was very close, but there was at least one bottom line, and this matter was one of the few bottom lines that could not be touched, so he chose to remain silent very wisely.

As if just to vent the frustration in his heart, after saying these words, in a short silence, Romanov XIII's violently undulating chest gradually calmed down, and he made it impossible for others to see his expression at all in the night, which is one of the reasons why Duke Melkin chose to deal with it silently.

Suddenly, as if he had seen something, Romanov XIII raised his hand and pointed to a place below, where there was a slightly gray palace that seemed out of place compared to the brightly lit rest of the palace complex.

"It seems, Kratos, he's not willing to be silent either!"

Looking in the direction of the former's finger, the silent Duke of Melgin also noticed that the vigorous figure on the martial arts arena seemed to have thought of something.

"It's no wonder that this child can't sleep, and he will be able to see Hermeda tomorrow, this is the second time he has seen her in nearly ten years, how can he remain calm at such an opportunity!" "What child doesn't want to behave well in front of his parents, isn't it the same with the three of my family!"

"Hehe, you're complaining that I'm too cruel to him!" looked at the sturdy figure of the dragon, Romanov XIII smiled, as if he had guessed what the former was thinking.

"It's true that what you're doing is a bit too ruthless, but, if you think about it, you're doing it for his own good, if you stay in this city, you might lose your life one day!"

"Hehe!" Romanov XIII merely let out an incomprehensible laugh from his lips.

"Zuo Xiang's hand has stretched out a little long in recent years!"

"It doesn't matter, how long his hand is, how much he grasps with all his might? Hehe, is he worthy of the sharp axe of the Romanov family!" Compared with the former's worries, Romanov XIII looked very confident, and his words were full of disdain for the left minister. "If he wasn't Katerina's father, if not Podowowski

"You're right, maybe it's because I've been sitting in the position of Zuo Xiang for too long, and I've forgotten who gave him the rights he has now!"

"Hmph! He has been sitting in this position for so long that he has forgotten the rights he has used, only the right to use, and the ownership belongs only to the Romanov family!" Romanov XIII's outstretched hand slowly clenched into a fist, as if everything in the world was under his control.

As the ruler of the Opdos Ben Empire, as the ruler of the most powerful country among the human nations, Romanov XIII, who has been sitting in this position for twenty-three years, seems to have an innate domineering, which is not because of arrogance and blindness, this is the self-confidence that the Romanov family has accumulated after ruling for thousands of years, and it is this self-confidence that inspires the people of the Opdos Ben Empire.

Looking at the sturdy figure below for a long time, Duke Melgin suddenly spoke.

"Are you really going to do that about that?"

"You know what? If you don't do it now, you probably won't have a chance again, either because you don't have time, or because you have time, so you put it off again and again, and you can rest assured that they will leave it there and let it fall into dust. As if a trace of hesitation was heard in the tone of the people around him, Romanov XIII took a deep breath, looked at the gaze of the orthodox figure, and couldn't help but become a little more solemn. "But, you know, my time is running out, my time in this world is running out, my dream is not finished, what I want to do has not been done, I am not reconciled!"

Huo Ran turned his head to look at the people around him, although he couldn't see his expression clearly in the night, he could vaguely see his high head

"Are you willing to live your life?"

What a simple sentence! It is a question that most people in the world will recall at the moment when their lives are about to end, and when they look back on their lives, they will have these or that regrets or unwillingness.

But for the vast majority of people, even if their hearts are full of regret and unwillingness, so what! In this cruel society, the weak have no right to choose at all, and only the strong can control their own lives, and even impose the life they want on others.

This is the idea that everyone who is in a high position and has absolute power will have, and it is this addictive feeling that makes life colorful!

Therefore, when Romanov XIII mentioned this topic, Duke Melkin's hands hanging at his side subconsciously clenched their fists and quickly released.

"I understand, don't worry, I won't hesitate to do that anymore!"

It wasn't until he heard this sentence from the mouths of the people around him that Romanov XIII was truly relieved in his heart, although he was the ruler of the Opdos Empire, but he couldn't force everyone to do anything, he knew that the twisted melon was not sweet.

Knowing people, employing people, and giving full play to a person's strengths, this is the talent of a qualified superior, Romanov XIII is one of the best, he knows very well this playmate around him, how smart the head is, since childhood, he has clearly known, until now, fifty years have made this head known as the head of the empire, more intelligent and introverted.

Romanov XIII knew very well that what he planned could not be separated from the former's advice, and only with the latter's existence and conspiracy could he be more confident to do it.

The former had been ambiguous about that until tonight, and now, when he heard the promise from his mouth, Romanov XIII's heart was completely relaxed.

Letting go of the heaviest burden in his heart, Romanov XIII immediately felt much more relaxed, and his tone became relaxed.

"Look, that bastard from Lancelot is back, hey, and a young man, is it a barbarian?"

To be able to become a generation of monarchs, obviously his own strength is not too weak, excellent eyesight and excellent position, so that Romanov XIII easily saw the two Lancelots who led Kreezer to come, and he obviously regarded Kreze, who had a burly body, as a barbarian.

Rubbing his chin, Romanov XIII muttered a guess.

"This is really interesting! Krutoy was born in the Hundred Battles Mercenary Regiment, and the old man of the Hundred Battles Sword Saint was already one of the most important figures in the Barbarian clan, and his attitude could almost represent the attitude of most of the Barbarian tribes. It's strange, does this barbarian belong to some other tribe?"

"Hehe, Your Majesty, you are wrong! You should have an impression of this young man!" said Duke Melgin with a mysterious smile.

"Do you have an impression? Have I seen it?" raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Romanov XIII was a little curious.

"Didn't a young man get a shot at last year's game!" the Duke of Melgin reminded.

"The one who was rescued?" Romanov XIII remembered as soon as he heard this, and suddenly patted his head in realization. "It turned out to be him!"

Then he asked as if he remembered something.

"I remember that you have been tracking this matter for nearly a year!

"It can be said that there is no result!", but the Duke of Melkin replied ambiguously.

"That's interesting, what can you hide from your eyes?" Romanov XIII was at once intrigued by the Duke of Melkin's reply, and he was under the impression that the former had never described a thing in such a tone, and he could not help but be very curious.

"I only know that since the age of eight, I studied at the Royal Academy of Magic and Wizardry at Sandhurst, and I have a little girlfriend named Amber from the Ramirez Chamber of Commerce, and nothing else!" Duke Melkin's tone was a little hesitant, as if he was hesitating to say about it.

"Hmm, nothing else?" said Romanov XIII, looking a little puzzled.

"Yes, his parents, his origins, where he is from, etc., etc., etc., nothing is known!" said Duke Melkin in a rather solemn tone. "Except for one thing!

"What's the matter, don't sell it to me!" Romanov XIII was a little impatient with his guess three times and twice.

"When he was eight years old, the person who sent him to the Royal Academy of Magic at Thornhurst was none other than our right-hand minister!" Duke Melkin ignored the former's displeasure and slowly explained everything he had discovered.

"What ?!!" Hearing this, Romanov XIII lost his voice.

"Hehe, it's unbelievable!" looked at each other with a wry smile, Duke Melkin was quite helpless, and he never thought that this matter was actually related to that adult.

After a short period of speechlessness, Romanov XIII's mood suddenly changed dramatically, and he couldn't wait to ask. "What's going on? Didn't you find out at all?"

But he forgot who the man that Duke Melgin was tracking down, that person was the pillar of the empire, the strongest of the human race, and even the strongest of the entire continent.

"I also want to check, but I can't find a trace of the people sent out, and I don't even know if there is a relationship between the two!" Facing Romanov XIII's impatient questioning, Duke Melkin also looked very helpless, the strength of himself and the other party was really too different.

"It's hard for you!" it was only then that Romanov XIII reacted and comforted him leisurely.

Receiving the understanding of Romanov XIII, Duke Melkin breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, after all, his spirit for the past year was not entirely focused on this matter, he was entangled in more important things.

Moreover, when he thought that the person he wanted to track down turned out to be the right minister of the empire, the real pillar of the empire, and the strongest person in the Montimos continent, Duke Melgin felt his scalp tingle, and there was one more thing that he did not mention to the former.

That is, every time the person sent to follow him, he will quietly disappear for several days, and when he reappears, he will not remember anything, only vaguely remember that he was tracking someone, and then he lost consciousness, and that's it.

After the matter repeated several times, Duke Melgin knew that the stalker had already been discovered, and even the other party already knew his identity, so he didn't kill the killer, so how could he still be uninteresting!

So, things have dragged on and on, until today!

If it weren't for the report he saw a few days ago, he wouldn't have believed anything, the young man who followed Lancelot was the young man who was considered by everyone to be certain to die, after all, throughout the history of the Montimos continent, the people who could survive the thunder and lightning backlash could be counted on one hand, not to mention that this person could even regain magic.

"I remember, he was a four-system magic, and then forcibly used thunder and lightning magic, and was finally defeated, right?" Romanov XIII looked at the burly figure below in an affirmative tone, his eyes full of surprise.

"Yes!" said Duke Melkin.

"It's a miracle that he's still alive!" Romanov XIII wondered when he got this answer.

In his memory, he had never heard of anyone who could survive the power of thunder and lightning that could destroy everything, but it was clear that there was a living example of it that could not but be called a miracle.

"Hehe, Your Majesty, it's too early to say a miracle!" but Duke Melgin added with a strange look.

"Well, Melkin, you're good at everything, that's all you want, always halfway through your words, and then put on a mysterious look, so that people can guess!" Hearing this, Romanov XIII raised his eyebrows, deliberately showing a rather impatient look, but in fact looked at him with a smile and asked. "Tell me the answer! I can't wait to find out, is he no longer a magician, but a barbarian?"

Apparently Romanov XIII was also interested in Krezer's burly stature comparable to that of a barbarian, just as he stood out as a burly man when he watched the game last year.

"He's now Kratos' recommender, and he's a mage in tomorrow's game, and he's a thunderbolt mage!" Looking at Kraser, who was already standing on the field below, Duke Melgin slowly explained the former's profession.

"Look, do you see the spear in his hand? I think he's a knight!" Romanov XIII confidently pointed at Kraser, who also saw Kreze, who seemed to be holding a spear to confront the Grand Prince Kratos.

But in the next moment, Huo Ran turned his head to look at Duke Melkin.

"What? What did you say? He's a magician? Thunderbolt magician? How is that possible! You tell me again?"