Romule VIII also worked hard when he was young, and under his leadership, the comprehensive national strength of the Roman Empire once surpassed the peak of the reign of Romule V, reaching the strongest in history!

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long!

In his later years, Romule VIII was greedy for pleasure, ignoring the government and politics, and adding treachery and politics. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His hedonistic heart is also the strongest in all generations. His harem is a real beauty three thousand.

Roman Palace, Imperial Study.

Romule VIII stepped down from his throne, smiled, and personally sent away an old man with gray hair and a beard to the ground. He is followed by the Roman prince Richard, who will be the future Roman emperor if nothing else.

After the old man left, Romule VIII sat back on the throne. A smile disappeared, and his face was gloomy as water.

Prince Richard, who was handsome, slightly thin-lipped, and slightly mean, also had a bad face.

He was not as calm as his father, and couldn't help but say, "Father, what does that old thing mean?" She has to personally assess and decide the branch tower master of Farota, which clearly wants to be independent! Has this old fellow forgotten that without the help of our Roman royal family, there would be no current archmage, Claoment! ”

Crowment's 39-level star-level mage, but he is stronger than ordinary star-level mages, and is known as the archmage - Cloument! At the same time, he is also the tower owner of the Farot Tower.

"Or ・・・・・・" Richard's expression was cold, and a hint of murderous intent flashed on his cold face, and he made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Shut up!" Romulle VIII said angrily. Nodding Richard's forehead with his hand, he hated iron and steel, "Richard, you have to understand that you will be the emperor of Rome in the future, the king of a country!" Not a butcher! Don't think about killing everything! You have to use your brain to do things, and you have to find a way to use all your power for your own use, you know? ”

Richard bowed in response, his face respectful, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Romulle VIII took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and continued: "Exactly seven days later, the Fountain of Magic will appear, isn't Craument planning to go in person?" Then we will let him know that as a dog, there will be no good end if he does not obey his master! ”

Romule VIII's tone was flat, as if he didn't pay attention to Archmage Cloakment at all.

"Someone, let Duke come to see me."

Duke? Richard was stunned.

How could he not know who Duke was? The head of the Red Dragon's Breath Mage Regiment, one of the three ace forces of the Roman Empire, a star-level mage, and one of the strongest mages in the entire continent!

Richard's eyes suddenly lit up, he knelt down on one knee, bowed and said, "Father, my sons and daughters beg to participate in this battle for the Fountain of Magic and win glory for my Roman royal family!" Glory for my Roman Empire! ”

Romule VIII was stunned, squinted his eyes, and smiled slightly, "Good! In that case, then you go for it! Just in time, remember not to disgrace our Roman royal family! ”

"Erchen understands!" Richard said excitedly.

At this moment, a panicked voice sounded outside the door, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Oh no! Princess Olympias ・・・・・・ missing! ”

Hearing this, the father and son reacted differently.

There was a rare hint of trepidation on Romulle VIII's face, but Richard's face was happy.

・・・・・・

At the same moment, outside the city of Rome.

A young girl in armor rode a horse down the avenue. Her red hair was like fire, and her eyes were bright, shining with confidence and pride.

She was followed by nearly a hundred knights, one of whom was a girl with short golden hair, and asked, "Your Highness Princess, where are we going?" ”

"Don't worry, Hephausan, I've got a plan!" The red-haired girl smiled confidently, "Move quickly, target Macedonia!" ”

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Silvermoon City.

Once upon a time, the strongest and only mage force in the continent.

Legend has it that they inherited the magic of the High Elves of ancient times. But since the appearance of the Farot Tower, Silvermoon City's influence on the mainland has become less and less.

Especially 100 years ago, in the last battle for the Fountain of Mana, Silvermoon City, as the strongest mage force, even got the location of the Fountain of Mana wrong!

Since then, Silvermoon City has become the laughing stock of the mainland!

In a gloomy meditation room. The smell was eerie, and the ground was even covered with a layer of frost.

In the meditation room, there is a person wrapped in strange black energy sitting in it, like a ghost.

"Bang bang-" There was a knock on the door.

The figure in the black energy opened his eyes, opened his mouth and inhaled hard, and the black energy was so strange that it was sucked into his body.

The dark shadow revealed its true face, an emaciated old man. He was skinny and skinny, his eye sockets were deep, his face was blue, and his eyes seemed to be shining green.

He opened the door, and the thin young man outside the door was startled, and then said respectfully: "Master, the Roman royal family has sent an invitation card to invite us to participate in the Grand Spring of Magic Event. ”

When the old man heard this, his face turned pale, full of shame, and he shouted, "Go, go, go!" Don't you think we haven't lost enough of Silvermoon City! Get out of the way, don't bother me if it's okay! With that, he closed the door with force.

After the door closed, the annoyance on the old man's face disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, "Dign・・・・・・ Roman royalty!" 100 years ago, I was so embarrassed! I'll let you come back this time! The fountain of magic must be mine. I will definitely reach heights that none of you can reach and become a true archmage! When the time comes・・・・・・ I will see who will dare to look down on us in Silvermoon City! ・・・・・・"

The eerie laughter came far, far away・・・・・・