"If you want to retire, Chilian is the most suitable place. ”

Zelder said: "You don't have to serve the great nobles, you don't have to look at the face of a certain majesty, you don't have to worry about making a living. If you want to do research, you can bury your head in your own research, and if you don't want to do it, you can live quietly. ”

"Don't worry about not having a good life, you can earn a lot of contribution points by writing a memoir about the past Storm Islands. What's more, you're a level 6 magician like me, just do something, or take a research project, and you'll have a magic tower. ”

Zold's tone became more and more sincere: "Old Baslayan, I don't blame you for not following me to Redstone. Now I can't bear to let you fall into this pit, and think about how high-spirited we were when we dealt with Gazrien. ”

Speaking of the past, the old magician's face wrinkled into orange peel: "This is what I regret even more, if I stay in the Storm Islands well, I can still be the patriarch, how can it be like now, the family moved to the mainland, and I can no longer control the young people." Even my sons and daughters have set up their own doors, and the family has been scattered, ......"

"Old Baslayan, think about that 500,000 gold puer, you will be balanced", Zolde said with a smile, "Even the Golden Family will inevitably fall, but as long as you have the ability, you can still get up, and it is more glamorous than before, this world is much wider than the Storm Islands." ”

He turned back to the topic: "Even if there are ups and downs, it is only the magician's own business, and he only needs to deal with the goddess of magic, the goddess of commerce, and the goddess of order. If you're going to cast on the Arcanist's side, it's a different story. ”

The old mage is none other than the Storm Isles era, Zold's developed henchman, the patriarch of the Baslayan family.

After the magician fully returned to the mainland, the old family could still maintain the centripetal force of the family, and these small families dispersed. Old Baslayan was also unwilling to continue to bow his head and be small under Zold's door, and ran to Norton to retire, but he still couldn't escape fate.

"The Arcanist has promised to raise his title by one level, triple his realm and people, and in the newly established Norton Secret France, as long as there is a magic tower, he will be able to join the council and decide on national affairs," said Baslayan. ”

Zolde laughed, "Those guys who don't even believe in God, where are they going to swear to make sure that their words are true?"

Baslayan shrugged: "No one believes it, our Santarin Society is just using the power of the Arcanist to make that Majesty face up to our existence and ...... Just a legitimate right. ”

"That's right," Zolde nodded, as he expected.

Arcanists invade Norton, relying on floating ships to come and go, trying to directly rebel against the magicians here.

The magicians, led by the Santarin Society, had some sensational news that made Zolde unable to sit still. He knew many of these magicians, and the elder Baslayan was also a high-ranking member of the Santarin.

Norton was next to Redstone, fearing that he would endanger himself and had some ideas, so Zord ran over to do his work.

Then he asked, "In that case, why not borrow the power of the Red Union?"

Baslayan smiled bitterly: "Now everyone knows that we are not sincere, isn't the magician looking for death when he throws himself to the Arcanist? ”

Zolde shook his head: "You can't get off the stage now, does that majesty ignore you? Don't think that he has no mortal heart, and he can't even see through such things." ”

Baslayan's tone was unusually tangled: "But if you look for the Red Union, many people will take it seriously, and if it continues, it will be difficult for us to unify the pace of Santalin." ”

Zolde's smile deepened: "Then communicate with the Red Union through me as an intermediary, if there is someone from the Red Union to win over, you don't believe it." ”

Basrayan looked at Zolde in surprise: "I thought you were ......"

Zold's eyes narrowed with laughter: "Of course I am, and I am in direct contact with the cardinal, and I can only get better treatment through my channels." ”

Seeing that Baslayan was a little puzzled, Zelder continued: "Only when things are brought to the substantive level will His Majesty take it seriously. Even if things get out of hand, it's better to go to the Red Union than to the Arcanist. ”

"If you think about it, if you go to the Red Union, you only lose a small part of your freedom, but you get more freedom. ”

Baslayan said disapprerovingly: "What kind of freedom is the freedom that is forced, we won't really get things to that point, and we all have to live." ”

Zolde stopped mentioning it with interest, and followed Baslayan to find the other high-ranking members of the Santarin. For most of the day, a consensus was reached with all the core people of the organization, and several messages were released through reliable channels.

That night, news of the Santarin's contact with the Red Federation spread on the dark web of the Trade Winds Network and the United Communications Network, and in addition to the news that the Red Alliance's spies were convincing the magicians to defect to the past, there was also the shocking news that the Red Federation might enter Norton and take control of the area.

The next day, Zord hummed a ditty and arrived at the Norton Governor's Palace.

As a former friend of Cardinal Fikco, he told the Governor that the Santarins were indeed colluding with the Red Alliance, and that it was a crucial step in his whole plan to scare the Governor into informing him immediately of what was happening here, so that His Majesty would pay attention to what was happening here.

When he saw no Governor in the Governor's Palace, he saw a young girl in a white dress and a gold ring, and Zelder was so frightened that he almost turned around and ran away.

Of course it's not that Majesty, but it's equivalent to that Majesty.

This is a saint of order......

In the Dawning Empire, including Princess Ariel of Hadron and Aufrilyn, the Chamberlain of the Imperial Prince Jon, there are more than a dozen known Holy Maidens of Order.

This Holy Maiden of Order still has a raw face, slightly older, more than twenty years old, tall and beautiful, with a frost-like aura, and at a glance she knows that her status outside the Holy Maiden is not low.

"I am the Holy Daughter of Order, the third princess of Candas, Podina......"

The Holy Maiden was not in a state of divine descent at this time, but Zolde was not sure if the Goddess of Order was listening through the Holy Maiden, so he had to tremble and say, "Your Highness, Your Highness...... What is there that needs the villain's service?"

The saint said, "You have come to the Governor to speak as the spokesperson of the Santarim Society, right?"

It's over, and I'm being targeted by that majesty!

Zolde shouted in his heart, but his face remained smiling and indifferent: "I have many friends in the Santarin Society, and I am worried that they will go down the wrong path, so I came to persuade them." ”

The holy woman said coldly, "Do you persuade them to defect to the Red Union?"

Zelder pretended to be stupid: "You...... What do you say?"

The holy woman's eyes overflowed with golden light, and her words became ethereal, and Zolde only felt that her consciousness was in a trance, as if her soul had been pulled out, and she was so shocked that she almost knelt on the ground.

The goddess of order has descended!

I heard the goddess of order Theresia say: "I actually ignored you in the past, and my emotions will really blind the eyes of mortals." ”

"Then Zold-Mildern, I'll leave Norton's affairs to you. ”

"It's up to you to stabilize the situation in Norton, drive the Arcanist out, and I'll give you the necessary assistance. ”

"If you can't do it, come to my kingdom of God, I am lacking a man who does not believe in me, but is enough...... Sleek soul as a research sample. ”

Zelder was sweating in shock, but he was still trying to fight: "Your Majesty, my strength is limited......"

The goddess said again: "If the task is completed, you will be made a marquis, and then you will be the president of the Mage Federation." ”

Zold's face was straight, and he said awe-inspiringly: "But I will do my best to prove my loyalty to the empire to Your Majesty!"

The sense of trance disappeared, and the voice of the goddess was changed to the northern tone of the saint: "Your Majesty's oracle is already clear, tell me if you need it, and ...... at the same time"

The saint forced Zolde to look at her, and her tone was extremely cold: "If you have different intentions or mess up your errand, I will also punish you on behalf of Your Majesty!"

Zolde was submissive and did not dare to say half a word.

Out of the Doge's Palace, Zolde suddenly saw the light of day.

Muttering things like "I'm sorry Cardinal Chancellor can't help me this time" and "I'll be able to play a greater role when I'm in a higher position," Zold's face burst into a big smile.

..................

In the evening, in Baslayan's magic tower, dozens of magicians gathered. The gathering of these people means that Santarin will be determined to go one step further after the step of creating public opinion and fight for their interests with practical actions.

"Zold, we've all discussed ......"

"We have here a list of the names, assets and areas of expertise of the 644 members of the Santarin," Baslayan said. It's up to you to forward it to the Red Union and get a reply from them as soon as possible. That is, what kind of treatment will we have if we go to the Red Union. ”

"Once we got this reply, we spread it around the internet, and of course let the Arcanists know about it, so that they could raise the price. ”

"It's going to happen quickly, the Arcanist is running out of patience, and I'm sure that His Majesty won't sit idly by all the time, and it's best to have results within two days. ”

Zolde was silent for a moment, and then said leisurely: "The reason why you Santarin Society have been forced to this point today is because there is no one up there. ”

"If in the upper echelons of the empire...... No, even if it's just at the top of the Mage Federation, if someone speaks for you, you won't be trembling at every step like now, like stepping on a tightrope in the sky. ”

Baslayan and the other high-ranking officials were speechless, and this was indeed their sore spot. But they are soft-spoken, and they don't have much oil and water, so who cares about them?

Zolde continued: "But you have done a good job, you have proven your worth. No matter how small it is, in the chessboard of multi-party confrontation in front of you, you chess pieces have shown the power to influence the chess game. ”

"Now that Her Majesty the Goddess and Empress have noticed you, I, as Your Majesty's spokesman, have come here to unite you, and this list ......"

He drew the list from Baslayan, who was stunned by the shock, "I will study it, and the final results will have to be reviewed by Your Majesty, but I will suggest to Your Majesty that all those on the list be upgraded to a knighthood, double their realms and subjects, and write off your debts to the Joint Communications Committee and the Mage Federation." ”

The scene was silent for a while before the sound of crusades and even angry scolding sounded one after another.

Unfazed, Zolde stretched out his arms and said, "Guys, isn't this a better outcome than the other two options?"

Basrayan shook his white beard and said, "Zold, I thought you were ......"

Zelder laughed, "Yes, but I am also a loyal servant of His Majesty. Have you forgotten my title, Your Majesty's faithful watchdog, and ......"

He glanced at the crowd and repeated what he had just said: "No one above you ......"

Then he raised his finger and pointed at himself: "So, here I am." ”

He continued, "Isn't that what you're trying to do, and now I've got you the best result." ”

The magicians settled down, and Baslayan looked abrupt.

After a while, Zold's identity was confirmed by a summons from the Governor of Norton, and the magicians looked at each other with a look of joy and relief.

Baslayan and several high-ranking officials were not completely reassured: "The Arcanists are still here, they will not rest on their laurels, their invasion of Norton's fleet is not something that our people can fight against." His Majesty appeased us because he couldn't spare the strength to deal with the Arcanists for the time being, ......right?"

Zelder nodded: "So, these promises will only be extinguished...... At least after driving out the Arcanist. ”

The atmosphere of joy disappeared suddenly, and the magicians began to talk one after another, some said that there was really no free milk to drink in the world, and some said that it was better to defect to the Red Alliance, and they had never thought about such a thing as fighting with the Arcanist fleet.

"Since we owe allegiance to the Empire and to Your Majesty, it is up to the Empire to protect us," said one of the people, who was particularly excited: "Why should we risk our lives to serve the Empire? Aren't we paying enough taxes to the Empire?"

Zolde tried to reassure everyone, and then said, "This is also a business, and it is worth the risk." You don't need to fight the Arcanist to the death, you just need to ......"

He stopped his mouth in time and put on a mysterious smile: "You just need to pretend that you want to continue to negotiate with the Arcanist, and leave the rest to me." ”

Baslayan was stunned again, and after exchanging glances with other high-level officials for a while, he said resolutely: "We people, there is really no one above." Zold, we'll follow you in the future. ”

The higher-ups expressed their opinions, and Zelder smiled and accepted the title of honorary president of the Santarin Society.

..................

At the junction of Norton and the Weeping Sand Sea, a floating ship squeezes out of the air, slowly descends, penetrates the protective barrier in the valley, and hovers at the top of the magic tower.

This large floating ship looks like a product of the old era, but the concealment function is rare for new floating ships.

On the deck of the floating ship, several people were whispering. They were dressed in ornate robes similar to those of magic robes, but embellished with sun, moon and stars instead of magic runes, and the staff in their hands was not a magician's staff, but a one-handed staff similar to a whip, revealing their identities.

He is an arcanist who does not believe in gods or rely on the magic net of the goddess of magic, and claims to be an apostle of truth.

The young arcanist, who had two silver brims on the sleeves of his robes, said, "Your Excellency Durux, these magicians have been secretive and refused to negotiate with us substantively, and now their attitude has become so fast, beware of problems." ”

There was only one middle-aged arcanist in Phnom Penh sneered: "There must be a problem, those soft bones use us as ladders, trying to shake the goddess of order, but there is no movement." Now I just want to use the negotiation to get some recordings or even release the illusion to stimulate the goddess of order. ”

"That's the end of their farce, don't you see the other floating ships?"

Truux, known as Your Excellency, was obviously a legendary arcanist, with a cruel smile on his face: "We weren't prepared to deal with those guys before. Now, it's time to catch them all!"

"Hundreds of mage's souls can make hundreds of Horcruxes. When Teros is returned, I don't believe that the benevolent emperor will lose it. With these Horcruxes, you can save the lives of countless people of the Empire. ”

The young arcanist exclaimed, "In this way, the Norton chaos has also helped His Majesty the Emperor share the pressure, and our faction will have a higher status in the Divine Puppet Society." ”

The legendary arcanist said disdainfully: "Those guys know that they only follow His Majesty the Emperor, fiddling with dragon spirits and other things, and they don't dare to show His Majesty the true power of the Arcanist!"

"Dragons are powerful, but they are too few in number to play a decisive role in war. Mortals are everywhere, whether they are sinners or enemies, and it is not natural to enslave their souls to serve the Empire?"

"The Red Federation is doing this, but the emperor always regards this as an evil crime, lest he avoid it, and we can only work hard and convince him with practical actions. ”

"The magicians have arrived, let's go down......"

The Arcanists vanished into vanity and appeared on the top terrace of the Magic Tower.

It's a dilapidated magic tower, and the protective barrier is intact, but it just needs to be activated. Choosing to hold negotiations here, both sides are reassured.

Walking into the hall from the terrace, Durux saw several high-ranking members of the Santalin Society that he was familiar with, all of whom he had met through the Trade Winds Network, of course.

Then he saw a magician he hadn't seen before, but he knew.

Zold-Mildern......

It was very active during the Storm Islands era, and after the establishment of the Dawning Empire, it was depressed for a while, and it was even more silent after the Zoka Incident, and now it is actually mixed with the Santarin Society.

The newly created Golems of the Holy Will Empire are different from the previous ones, and the Arcanists in them are very concerned about the situation in the world, and this person is no stranger to them.

"Count of Cold Spring......"

Durux squinted his eyes and called out Zold's knighthood: "I really didn't expect you to be mixed up with these insignificant magicians." ”

Zolde also squinted his eyes and said, "The vice president of the Divine Golem Society, Durux, I really didn't expect that this Arcanist is under your command. ”

The two laughed at the same time, and said in unison, "What an unexpected gain......

The rest of the words are also very synchronous......

"There's no need to waste time, I'll settle you guys here!"

"I don't have anything to say to you, let's do it!"

The Arcanist's realm unfolded, and the frenzied arcane power that seemed to tear everything through it burst out like a storm, threatening to overshadow Zolde and the other magicians.

The man beside Zold, who seemed to be an attendant, stepped forward, golden light gushing out, and the crisp shout shook the heart: "In the name of order——!"

The golden light collided with the storm, and smoke and rubble erupted from the castle doors and windows, and the enchantment rippled violently.

The float above the castle hangs down its bow, and the muzzle of the magic cannon points to the castle. At the same time, the air above the barrier stirred, and one floating ship after another appeared.

Taller in the sky, the clouds broke through, and the slender, pure white floating ships descended like swans, and in the few floating ships that followed, countless magic guide fighters flew out, pulling out white smoke, and buzzed towards the Arcanist's floating ships.

On the ridge on one side of the valley, Zolde followed a few magicians out of the air, looking terrified.

"Is it okay?"

Watching the valley turn into a battlefield, Basrayan said worriedly: "Your Majesty, have you been able to beat the Arcanist?"

Zolde said angrily: "Don't think that the empire is defeated by the Red Alliance, others can pinch the empire as a soft persimmon!"

He looked up at the Arcanist's floating ships, which were clearly behind the times, and then at the group of magic guide planes flying low in the east, and continued, "I made the plan, and I have absolute confidence! Even if it is just to gather the remnants of the defeated army, it will be enough to solve these Arcanists. ”

As he spoke, the castle collapsed, and a hundred-meter-tall giant of holy light appeared, and a little detail was quickly outlined, just like the incarnation of the divine grace that Xia Burni had become during the previous crying sand, sea and air battle.

Zelder laughed and said, "Behold, Your Majesty has also blessed the Holy Maiden with divine grace, and the Arcanist is finished!"

Baslayan and the other magicians paused for a moment, confirming that the Dawning Empire had a clear upper hand, and they all laughed.

"I'm about to become an earl," said Baslayan, his eyes fluttering, and he said wistfully, "I have to have a good name." ”