In the room, in addition to the Bahas Emperor Jikenif, there were four servants.

Jiknif's somewhat bizarre performance is already the norm in the memories of several people.

As their gaze swept secretly towards His Majesty with fearful reverence, the door was opened without any sound, without any knock.

Who was so rude to trespass into His Majesty's room?

An old man in a loose white robe, with a long white beard that was nearly half his height.

The necklace made of countless small crystal balls hanging around his neck is full of magic, and the splendor of magic is also reflected in the several unpretentious rings worn by his dry fingers.

These items are powerful magic items.

A chanter of magic.

And he is also the most powerful chanter of magic that humans can reach.

The sixth-order magic chanter, with the title of "Triple Magic Bard", is the highest-level magic chanter in the history of the empire, and is also the chairman of the court magician, the famous great sage-

Fruda Paradyne.

The four servants immediately bowed their heads.

In the empire, the only person who is qualified to do this is this old man.

Seeing the old man walk into the room, Jiknif sat up from the bench:

"Old man, what's the situation?"

"It's not normal."

The old man, who slowly walked into the room, moved his eyes and spit out a sentence.

"What's not normal?" Jiknif raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of doubt on his handsome face, which could make thousands of women cry out hoarsely.

"Ri Yestij's condition is not normal."

Fruda stroked his beard.

"Of course I know what's not right, what's wrong."

Jiknif picked up a piece of paper from the table and handed it to Fruda.

"Oh? Eight fingers? A church that believes in demon gods and creates demons? ”

Husband, who took the paper, looked at it, and his face showed interest:

"Does the kingdom of Ri Yestij still have this kind of technology?"

Transforming corpses into undead was not unusual, but turning living creatures into demons was a technique he had never heard of.

Fruda looked quite surprised.

It details the recent activities of the "Eight Fingers", including that the drug farm actually grows demon-making crops, and that Eight Fingers is actually a church that believes in demons and has been keeping a low profile to hide its tracks......

"Then Your Majesty, has anyone ever been sent to make contact with this Eight Fingers?"

"I didn't get to that point, that's the royal capital of the kingdom, and sending someone over directly will definitely attract the attention of that woman."

Jiknif shook his head, even though he was known as the greatest emperor of the Bahas Empire, he was extremely jealous of the golden princess:

"The experiments she carried out, the experiments she used to strengthen the nation, have been successful in our testing ground, and although there are many fools in the kingdom and let the policy promotion fail, her popularity has also increased greatly in the hearts of those who have seen it."

"The two steel-level forces of Crimson and Cangqiang Rose have also been brought under her command."

Jikniff crossed his fingers and told the information he had received:

"I'm skeptical that this Eight Fingers could be the Golden Princess, cultivated by that monster."

He made such a guess.

The king or other nobles and idiots forget it, but with the monstrous wisdom of the golden princess, he didn't believe that such an organization could be hidden in the royal capital for so long, and no trace of it was revealed.

The more you look at it, the more it feels like a deliberate act of the golden princess.

He handed another piece of paper to Fruda:

"Yesterday, the Rose set out from the royal capital, and the direction of her journey was the Poison Farm, the farm where the Demon Crops were planted."

Taking the paper again, Fruda glanced at it, the look in his eyes uncertain.

After a moment of silence, he said:

"Are you sure it's a demon? Not a synth or other monster? ”

Experiments with demonization, some evil magic chanters, and even he himself has done it.

After learning that the "god man" inherited the bloodline of the existence of the "player", Fluta also had the idea of creating a "god man".

Acquire monsters and sub-human powers as human beings.

However, in the end, it failed.

Demonic crops...... That's it.

"It hasn't been confirmed yet, there's no more detailed information."

Jikniff shook his head.

"Now, the only thing that can be confirmed is that near Yelantil, in a place called Karn Village, there is a young girl named 'Ann Li', and there are a large number of demons under her command."

"This is currently the only evidence that Eight Fingers has been able to conduct experiments related to demons."

Kahn Village ......

Hearing this name, Fluda was stunned:

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, the Sunshine Tome was betrayed near Karn Village?"

"Yes."

"The Great Forest of Tob, where the Dragon King of Destruction is sealed, the Demon Tree Setkwai, is also near Karn Village?"

"That's right."

"Is it possible that these two things have something to do with Eight Fingers?"

There was a hint of solemnity on Frudana's vicissitudes of life.

"I think it's possible."

Jikniff nodded earnestly, and then, he asked:

"Old man, can you use magic to see the people behind the Eight Fingers? This could be a very powerful magic chanter, or even a high-level demon. ”

Before, he asked Fruda to investigate the matter of the magic tree in the Tobu Great Forest, and he thought that the time when the magic tree woke up was a bit too coincidental, and wanted to let Fruda investigate the situation and find the main messenger behind the scenes.

But now, when everything is hooked up to the Eight Fingers organization, the focus shifts.

Gitchnef's words, Fruda also understood, and he touched his beard:

"If Eight Fingers really has this kind of technique, there should indeed be a powerful magic chanter behind him."

"Moreover, if he can hide until now, he must have a very powerful magic item, or use his own power to prevent others from detecting. In that case, he's likely to use magic that is equal to mine, or higher, than mine. ”

At this point, he seemed a little happy.

"It's been two hundred years, two hundred years, and I hope this unique magic chanter will teach me something new."

Hearing his emotional voice, Jiknif also smiled.

Earlier, the old man had said that in the past two hundred years, he had only met one magic chanter stronger than him - the necromancer Ligulit Biels Kalaw.

But that was two hundred years ago.

Today, he is the most powerful chanter of human magic.

Jiknif knew what kind of dreams Fruda had.

Fruda wants to peer into the abyss of magic.

To do this, he wanted to seek advice from those who walked before him.

Those who are behind only need to follow the path that someone has blazed.

They walk on the best path to be most efficient, so as to thoroughly nurture their talents.

However, Fruda, who walked alone at the forefront, did not have this blessing.

Since 200 years ago, in most cases, this guide has been Frudda.

The greatest chant of magic in the human race.