The Emperor's request was an order, and the craftsmen and servants worked together to unload the heavy boxes from the cart and drag them into the throne hall. The swords clashed against each other, and the clatter was incessant, as if they had a premonition of the tragic fate they were about to face.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do here?" Thunder White finally changed his name and no longer used "you" to talk to Feiqi.

"I'm going to make an impressive throne, you can help me. After a while, he threw the sword at my command, and the craftsmen and servants did not dare to do it. ”

"Hehe, throwing a sharp blade at His Majesty the Emperor, this is indeed a job that only I can do. I think even Sister Xia Ni will choose to hand it over because she is worried that you will be hurt, maybe the blade of the sword is facing her, and the hilt of the sword is facing you. ”

"You don't know her well enough to think like that. Feige smiled and stroked Thunder's white hair, and then came to his throne. Originally, it was designed to place the throne on seven steps of stairs, but Feige didn't want to keep the steps, but found that the steps were raised as part of the vault downstairs and couldn't be removed unless he wanted to make a large hole, so he had to give up. The old throne - in fact, it can't be said that Andrew has not been using it for long, in fact, the throne is still very new - was given to Dalemond by Feige, and has been carried to the lighthouse collar, and when the castle there is repaired, it will be placed in it. At present, His Majesty's throne is a high-backed wooden seat that has been moved from the original council hall, and the armrests have been removed to force it to stand out from the crowd.

Feige stood next to the wooden chair and reached out to touch it, and the flames ignited. He began to chant the incantation, the runes condensed by his mana increasing the intensity of the flames, and the heat gathering in the center and rising into the air, levitating above his head. "Alright, throw it at the fireball, and don't use those delicate swords just yet. ”

Thunder White picked up the long sword from the box and threw it at Feiqi. She simply aimed, but no matter what the longsword's trajectory or attitude was, it slowed down when they reached Feige's side, then glided and turned, circling around him and flying accurately towards the fireball.

The blade first turned red, then soft, and finally melted into a bright white liquid dripping down. This shows that the fireball has raised the problem to a rather terrible level, and melting steel is like a child. However, at the same time, Feige concentrated the heat so well that it could not be felt at a distance of a meter from the fireball, which also prevented the stones on the ground from being burned.

"Speed up!" Feige controlled the fireball with the magic matrix, and with his other hand used the field and space spells to shape the molten iron. Thunder White swung his arms together, and the long swords flew towards the fireball one after the other. She had seen the swords automatically turn to avoid His Majesty the Emperor, so she could safely focus on speed over accuracy.

As a large number of swords were melted, the molten iron on the ground cooled as it piled up, quickly forming a red-hot cone-shaped platform. The platform released a large amount of heat, quickly evaporating the moisture in the air and forming a white cloud of steam on the roof of the throne hall. "Open the windows, open all the windows. "The servants did not dare to act until after Feige gave the order, they were already sweating profusely. In the hall, only Thunder White and Feiqi didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, still focused on the task at hand, one using magic to keep himself cool, and the other not afraid of scorching at all.

The wooden box containing the longsword was quickly dried, and then a flame ignited, blocking Thunder Bai's movement of reaching inside. At Feige's orders, servants kept bringing in water to extinguish the flames and wet the wood so that the work could continue. Feige constantly asks for speed, controlling the position of the fireballs and molten iron, shaping shape while piling up the heights. Slowly, everyone saw the shape of a sloping platform. Its lowest end is under seven flights of steps, and its highest point is already about two meters above the platform. Feige looked at the rest of the sword, and then at the distance from the ceiling overhead. Although it can be higher, it is not necessary.

Then, he adjusted the shape of the platform to make sure its center of gravity was stable, and then asked Thunder White to reduce the frequency of throwing his sword and begin to shape the seat in detail. "Can't you rest for a while?" Thunder Bai was already tired and panting: "I have to throw it from the bottom of the steps to the top every time, it's very tiring!"

"That's because you can't command and organize. When you encounter difficulties, you can figure out how to do it yourself, and it is impossible to rest. ”

"Eh, you mean I can order your servants, then it's easy!" Thunder beckoned to the palace servants to carry boxes of swords to the top of the steps, and then ordered them to hand them over, thus saving them the need to bend down and pick them up. There is a lot of power in numbers, and the whole thing immediately becomes easier.

When Shani heard the news, she met Eddie, who was supposed to report on the matter, at the door of the hall. "Your Majesty," Eddie saluted respectfully, before changing his grinning face. "What is His Majesty the Emperor doing inside? I saw from afar that the palace was emitting white smoke and flashing red light. ”

"I've heard the servant say that he melts the iron sword here, as if he was making his own throne. He always had some unexpected ideas, so he came to check them out. Xia Ni took Eddie's arm and said intimately, "In the future, you can just nod when you see me, and you don't have to squat so troublesomely." ”

"That's not going to work! I have to obey the etiquette, and the men have no excuse not to salute me. Eddie and Shani entered the hall and immediately felt the heat rushing here, and smelled the slightly fishy smell of molten iron in the air. "Wow, it turns out that making the throne is such a huge project! Hey, isn't that Thunder White?"

Shani nodded. Compared to the already very tall throne, Thunder White was even more petite, and her efforts to throw her longsword upwards with her arms looked even a little pitiful. Eddie just watched the fun and wanted to try it, but was stopped by Shani.

"He wants the goddess to help him forge the throne, just look at it, don't bother. ”

This is indeed one of the reasons why Feige summoned Thunder White to work, but it is not the most critical, let alone the most important. Among the people Fei Qi knows, Thunder White's physical fitness and resistance to heat should be the best, although her divine fire is extinguished, the bottom of her body is still a fragment of the goddess, and she can also use magic to protect herself, which is the most important reason. And their chance encounter at the execution ground is the most crucial reason.

Even if he hadn't seen Thunder White, Feige would have forged the throne today.

The towering throne gradually took shape, and the crooked seats, armrests, and backrests were made entirely of random dripping and free-flowing molten iron, giving Feige a raw, rugged and wild graffiti feel, no matter how much he controlled it. Feige was never a master sculptor, not even a craftsman, and the throne as a whole felt incongruous and uncomfortable. Except for the different colors, it is an iron mountain made of melted wax and oil.

"It's about taking shape. Fei Qi looked at the number of remaining long swords, and then said to Thunder Bai: "From now on, I will give you one for you." ”

His Majesty the Emperor returned to the bottom of the stairs and moved the fireball over, scorching the ground again. Then, he stepped directly on the red, half-melted iron, swept his foot to the left and right, and kicked forward a few more times, and a step was roughly formed.

"Give me a sword," Feige said, taking the sword in his left hand, and said, "Why are you still scared of the two? Send them to a cool place to rest, and they will be all right in a while." ”

After trying it myself, it was not easy to control the steps with my feet, so I changed to the method of sharpening with a long sword and then stepping on it with my feet, so the effect was much better. The longsword was worn out in the process, and when it was too much to use, Feige plunged it directly into the condensed throne, so that the hilt became a prominent ornament.

Step after step, step upon step, along the slightly twisted bevel, a path with a long sword as a handrail appeared, its sinuous shape like a twisted spine, the surface full of bony bulges. Before reaching the throne, Feige also half-melted it again, slicing the shape with his long sword, and then let Thunder White throw the most delicate swords at him. These swords were inserted directly into the throne, trying to make them take the form of peacocks, but in the end, they looked like bald cacti.

This is an iron throne, forged with a conquered sword. It didn't look comfortable at all, it was the kind of thing that was full of hideousness, ferocity, and murderous aura. In particular, when I saw the sharp tips of the swords and the iron spikes everywhere, it seemed that I would be injured by it if I was not careful, so I felt that I wanted to keep my distance, and I didn't want to put my ass on it at all. But in fact, the chair is comfortable to sit on, and Feige has improved the ergonomics of the chair with the butt and back to create a recess that fits the body shape.

"You're really not afraid of burning, but your clothes can't stand it!" Thunder Clapped his hands with a smile, and then said: "Fortunately, there is a roof above your head, otherwise you would have to pay attention to lightning protection on the throne on a rainy day!"

"Well, that's a very convincing statement from you. Feige stepped down from the Iron Throne and joined Xia Ni and the others near the entrance to the hall to look at the newly completed throne. "Tsk, I think it's scary enough. Anyway, it's not for the sake of being a work of art, so be it. ”

"It's better to have the Crystal Throne," Shani said.

"Crystal Throne? I haven't seen it, where, where?" asked Thunder White with a wink.

Feiqi waved his hand and said with a smile: "I think this is very good." It looks vicious enough, and it is forged with the arrows of those whom I have slain in battle, so that everyone who sees it will be warned not to oppose His Majesty the Emperor. And when I sit on it, the people below must raise their heads, so that they have to stand and reply. ”

"But this thing is not easy to rub!" said Eddie, "and look at the uneven surfaces, and some of the swords are still sharp, and they can easily be injured. How do you ask the servants to clean up? And the problem of rust. If it is not polished and maintained, after a period of time, this Iron Throne will be able to rust and bloom, and it may collapse in a few years. ”

"On the back of the throne, I'll make an anti-rust circle to make sure it doesn't rust. If you clean it, you can just flush it with water, and you don't need to wipe it down with a servant at all. Feige had a drink for everyone, and then asked Eddie, "Did you come to me for something?"

"Definitely. I will buy cattle and horses according to your instructions, a merchant who specializes in this business is willing to move his property to the territory of the Empire, and he wishes to meet His Majesty the Emperor. ”

"Is the price he gives cheap?"

"Fair enough. Eddie said.

"Okay, let him come. Xiani, you arrange for me to meet him in the Iron Throne Hall, and then we can have a snack together. ”

Shani nodded. She and Feige have their own division of labor, one is responsible for being gentle as jade, and the other is responsible for being cold as iron.

"This winter, the enemy is dormant, which gives us a rare opportunity to recover. In the spring, everyone gets busy, and the insects in the ground will crawl out. Eddie, keep the team on their own safety and keep the Knights of Hell to their aid. Thunder White, you finish your final studies as soon as possible, and then come to me for the exam, and help me expand the scale of the magic school when you pass. I need more magicians, and I need more people who also want to save the Eternal Continent. ”

"If it weren't for the addition of new knowledge related to magic wands, I would have graduated by this time!" Thunder White pursed his lips and said, "This winter, the school curriculum has added runes of electricity and magnetism, the basic principles of soul conversion mana, and the making of magic wands, three courses, and they are all difficult! Except for me, the smartest and hardest students have not been able to finish a book." Do you know what the teachers at school are talking about? They didn't say anything, they were all there to rejoice!"

"That's not good, even if you graduate, you can't stop studying. Feige rubbed his nose and said, "To be a magician is to keep improving, to live and learn." You go and help me convey that sooner or later all teachers will have to know these things. Now that there are fewer people, it is possible to relax a little, but it will never be the norm. And let them think about it, this knowledge is all I have summed up recently, is it more laborious to study, or is it more laborious to study? A few words of complaining, and the pleasure of being able to get new knowledge is the attitude that a magician should have. ”

"You're a good headmaster. Lei Tingbai snorted, and then fled behind Xia Ni, not mentioning studying, only asking if he could take care of the food after helping His Majesty the Emperor work today?

"Go ahead and report those to me. Feige took the folder from Eddie, said goodbye to the three women, and walked up the still-warm steps to the Iron Throne himself. He used spells to protect his clothes and the documents in his hands from being burned by the residual heat, and then sat comfortably in the middle of the blade and began to review the documents.

There are many things in the empire, far more than managing a school, and he, the emperor, needs to take the idea. How to divide the land according to the population, how to re-operate the remainder, how to make up for the differences between villages, how to divide the water resources, how to manage the woodlands on the hillsides, how to compete with each other, what prices to set for farm tools and fertilizers for livestock, which should not be too expensive for people to use or cheap, and which should not be used for the sake of valuing them, and still less dragging down the fragile treasury -- these are just a few of the work of the Empire.

Fitch finished processing the papers in his hand and fell into deep thought on the Iron Throne. Productive development is king, but empire must grow faster so that one can feed more mouths before it can free up manpower from the field and enter the realm of magic. However, the people of the Yongli Continent are accustomed to relying on the gods, the church, and prayers, and they are relatively lacking in the spirit of self-help and self-sufficient food and clothing, and the spirit of self-determination and self-determination, which is difficult to change overnight. Time waits for no one, so slowly accumulating is not suitable for the newly created Magic Empire, which needs to suck blood from the outside.

"Learn from the devil. Feikimo said, holding the hilt of his sword on his throne.