An old scholar spoke slowly: "The city of Temir is recognized as the capital of Tours for more than the history of the empire, and it is here that prosperous trade and a steady stream of gold are produced. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Merchants and travelers poured here like a tide, gushing out like a tide, taking with them not only gold coins and goods, but also the city's deep heritage. ”

"I've heard enough of it. Michael got up from his desk impatiently and said, "Will learning these things allow me to unify the empire?"

"Your Majesty, you don't need to unify the empire, God will put the empire in your hands. All you need to do is wait. The old bachelor said.

"What nonsense!" said the young emperor, "I have watched my soldiers go to war for only a handful of my lives, and all the victories have been won by sacrifice and stratagem, what does it matter to the gods of heaven? If the gods really chose the family of Periyar to rule, then there is only one possibility!"

"What's that, Your Majesty?"

"I'm an illegitimate child, a bastard. Isn't that the most plausible explanation?" said Michael, full of anger, "I've never met my father, just a shame on the Wilder family without a father." And then all of a sudden, one day somebody came to me and told me, 'I'm the future emperor of the empire?' tell me what I can't even believe, how can you expect others to believe it?"

"Your Majesty, how could you think so. No one will bring glorious glory to the Empire again but you. The old bachelor said.

"Really, learned maester Robus, do you believe this yourself?" said Michael, softly, "for I have not found myself an emperor, either in terms of treatment or in terms of public opinion. I'm just a puppet in the name of the Emperor now, being used by my enemies?"

"Your Majesty. "Many kings have their enemies, and even the ancient Elven King Alkarima could not escape the fate of being surrounded by enemies. The first emperor, David Periyar, and Periyar VI, also nearly lost his life at the hands of the enemy. Emperor Gerod Perial, who was the emperor of Periar III, made enemies on all sides and caused a rebellion among the nations. But this does not mean that the emperor is not the chosen son of heaven, on the contrary, these histories that are remembered by everyone are colorful because of those enemies. If there is no sinister enemy, how can God show His power? Therefore, Your Majesty Michael, Periyar X, your enemies will also be destroyed by the wrath of God. ”

Michael listened, and his mood calmed down a little.

"Your Majesty!" said one of the guards, pushing the door open, "Marquis de Lance Lucas has asked to see you." ”

Michael was annoyed: "Is there anything that can't wait until the government is in power...... Let him in. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"I beg your pardon, Your Majesty. The scholar said, "I can't participate in the affairs of the adults, please allow me to retire first." ”

After being allowed to walk towards the door, he just met Lance Lucas, and hurriedly avoided the door.

"Long live my emperor, may your virtuous rule be endless. Lance said, performing a standard court court.

"What is the purpose of Lord Lance's visit?" said Michael.

"Your Majesty, I have come to give you permission for a death penalty. Lance said.

"A death penalty that requires my permission? treason?" asked Michael.

"No, Your Majesty, it's a blood mage. "We caught her once, but she ran away," Lance said. She uses slutty tactics to confuse her guards, or she may use evil magic to break free, and even the most reliable anti-magic handcuffs can't contain her blood magic. Now that she has finally been recovered, four guards have been kept on guard around the clock. ”

"She's a woman?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. But this is not an excuse to justify, according to the law, blood mages must be put to death. Lance said, "In order to prevent her curse and evil magic, the death penalty must be accomplished with the long-forbidden ritual magic 'Damnation', so I have come to ask Your Majesty to grant the forbidden death penalty." ”

"Marquis de Lance Lucas, you have always been a calm and wise man. Why are you so flustered in the face of the blood mage?, tell me, what is her crime?" Michael said, "Have you found the castle full of bones?"

"No, Your Majesty. ”

"Did you find the blood-stained cell?" said Michael, "or was she caught by you during the bloody sacrifice?"

Lance was stunned and said, "Your Majesty, we have found books on blood magic in her house, and she is a blood magician. ”

"I don't think that a kind of learning can lead to a capital crime, why is Lord Lance so anxious to execute her?" said Michael, "and she will decide her fate in court, like all prisoners, and I will be present to be the judge." ”

"Your Majesty......"

"Needless to say, I remember that the supreme judicial power in the Empire is still in the hands of the Emperor. I don't think this decision will contradict any law. ”

"Your Majesty is wise......" said Lance.

"That's right, and you'd better remember that. Michael looked straight at Lance and said, "I'm not a fool, so don't take me for a fool, understand?"

"Yes...... Your Majesty. ”

With a thud, the door was recklessly opened.

"Lance Lucas!" Caterina Margaret screamed and rushed in, "I knew you scumbag would talk nonsense to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have to listen to my words before making a decision." ”

Michael looked at Caterina like a nervous hen, her skirt covered in wrinkled mud. Presumably, there was no carriage or sedan chair, and it took me all the way to get here. Even though she had been trying to slow down some of her breathing, she could still tell that she had just run a lot.

"I have permission, Marquise Caterina. Michael said, "Tell me about this blood mage." ”

"As you wish, Your Majesty. Caterina said, "Miss Edith is a gifted mage with a passion for serving her country, and her dream is to one day assist Your Majesty. I can assure Your Majesty of her intellect and ingenuity, and I was going to introduce her to Your Majesty, but the Marquis of Lucas, fearing that the Margaret family would become more powerful in the court, planned a lie to murder her!"

Lancemo couldn't sit still, and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, you can't just listen to Margaret's words. ”

Michael said: "I will also allow you to take your position, Marquis Lucas, please." ”

"As His Majesty's loyal right-hand man, it is my duty to thoroughly investigate the background of this man and woman. As a result, I found out that Edith Taylor had not existed less than a year ago, and I had reason to suspect that this woman was a spy sent by the Margaret family in an attempt to get close to His Majesty with a plot of misdeeds. My men searched her home and found her collection of books on blood magic. Therefore, a blood mage, whether or not a spy sent by the Margaret family, cannot enter the main hall to participate in state affairs. Lance argued.

"He's lying!" Caterina snapped, "Lucas is a lover of blood magic, and as Your Majesty's loyal minister, I also have the responsibility to find people with potential and assist Your Majesty in accomplishing great things as much as possible." In Lucas's eyes, there was nothing but deceitful means. So he used his convenience to sabotage my non-existent plans. ”

Lance angrily defended: "If I fabricated the matter of blood magic, why did I come to Your Majesty for the permission of the 'damnation' magic? If that Edith is not a spy of the Margaret family, why is the Duchess of Caterina so excited!"

Caterina did not show weakness, and the sound of the quarrel actually rose in the emperor's study.

"Shut up!" Michael's shout, and the two of them stopped talking. Michael went on to say, "Edith Taylor, I'll judge her myself. Her fate should be entrusted to the Holy Court, and now it's all for me to get out. Before the trial, whoever dares to bother me with this matter again, I will send him to the grave with the 'Heavenly Damnation' ceremony." ”

"Retirement, Your Majesty. Caterina stared at Lance, gasping for breath.

"Retirement, Your Majesty. Lance said.

Michael watched the two of them out of his study and walked slowly to the desk. The pages spread out on it read the glorious history of Temir, the capital of Tours, and to Michael it looked like a finely wrapped gift with a literally empty box inside. The real struggles in history are not recorded here, and behind the magnificent exploits, I don't know how many Lucas and Margaret were devastated, and how many Macgee and Periyar fought each other.

Michael looked at the book hastily, and the words and sentences could not make an impression at the speed of ten lines at a glance, and some of the illustrations were impressive. I don't know how many generations of Termi City Lord it is, I don't know what his surname is, but it's probably quite famous. He is shown holding his sword aloft and stomping on a dead enemy. The corpse was hastily painted, with no face, and its body was not as delicate as that of the city lord. The small print below the illustration shows the allusion to this illustration, where the name of the deceased was only passed by in a few words.

Michael seems to understand something, the victor can either smear these paints and write these words. Those who fail can only leave behind an infamous name that has little basis.