Emerging from the City Watch's massive pyramid headquarters, Muhadi made a beeline for Councilor Aikis's estate.

Why would the Great Psychic Warlock Councillor want to see him? The young man didn't have a clue in his heart, but his hesitation was not in line with his personality, and he would always come. When I went to Akis, I guess I would know what the other party was going to do.

The Great Psychic Warlock's Manor is a rare sight in Tyre, and the lush vegetation of the Flowing Water Garden is a testament to the owner's astonishing wealth and artistry. When Muhati entered the noble councillor's estate, he noticed that the garden was not only planted with ornamental plants and cash crops, but also wild grasses and various undesirable insects and small animals.

It's not like it's a lack of care, it's more like it's a deliberate result.

From the moment the boy stepped into the manor, there was a maid to inform him of his arrival. Muhati scoffed at this, as a great psychic mancer, Aikis must be able to sense that someone was approaching within a certain radius around him. The reason why he still retains this form can only be out of aristocratic tradition.

As Muhadi surveyed the gardens of the manor, Akith greeted him himself, just as he had seen the boy the last time. Still sleek, sensible, and friendly, making it hard to be ill-intentioned towards him.

"My father always wanted to take care of the garden and get rid of the 'useless' weeds and pests. "He doesn't know that it's these 'useless' parts that make the creatures of this garden form an ingenious cycle." Removing these parts will triple the garden's water consumption and halve its output. ”

"That's why, the other nobles spent more money, but they couldn't achieve the effect I had here. "Akis was like a welcoming host and gave Mohamad a detailed introduction to his garden.

Of course, the boy understood the truth of the food chain and the ecological cycle, and nodded, "Amazing idea." ”

"Let's go into the house and talk, I can show you around here. ”

Akis led Muhadi into his reception hall, and he waved to the maid, "Bring me some food, I may have a long conversation with Master Muhadi." ”

"Thank you, sir, for your hospitality," the boy responded politely, "I didn't know I deserved to be so valued by adults." ”

"You have been too modest, young man. There are very few lads these days who have half the talent of you and not as proud as you. ”

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet across from Akis, the boy always felt uncomfortable. What the Great Psychic Warlock can dig out of his own heart, he doesn't know at all.

Ages continued. "It's been a long time since I've seen such a promising young psychic mancer, tell me, who is your master? ”

"Master Lyra, my lord. ”

"Six Souls?!" Ekis paused suddenly, then smiled dumbly, "I should have known ......"

"Is she special?" asked Muhadi, who was also interested in his master.

"The word special is really small and big to use on her. "She is a rare psionic genius in recent times, and the person who has gone the second furthest on the path of spiritual transformation." As far as I know, although she rarely accepts apprentices, and only takes one apprentice at a time, the characters she teaches are all geniuses. ”

"Only one apprentice at a time?" Muhati was surprised, "but I have a classmate, she is also a disciple of Lyra, and she studies psionic energy with me. ”

"Really?" Akith didn't seem surprised, staring at Muhadi before smirking as if self-deprecating, "Maybe she's recently changed sex." I haven't moved around for a long time, and I'm probably already outdated. ”

Muhati was skeptical, but seeing the expression of the noble councillor, he wisely chose not to continue digging into the topic: "I don't know why the lord invited me?"

At this time, the maid brought the food, which was a fragrant and greasy oily roast meat and a large scoop of insect honey.

"Stand down," Akith tasted a spoonful of worm honey and withdrew the maid.

"Are you a Lingao double cultivator?" he asked.

"What?!" Muhati was shocked and calm, "I don't know what you're talking about, my lord. ”

"You have a magic book, don't you. You tossed and turned around in your room, meditating......" said Akis, snorting, "you wonder how I know, because I have seen you psionically. ”

"Psychic prophecy is a fourth-level ability, television. Muhadi understood, but he was terrified. He had spied on me, and I didn't know anything. Does he know the trick I played with the face dancer?

"Exactly," admitted Akis, "the magic book is yours?"

"It's not. Muhadi said, "I seized it from a dead mage." ”

Akith seemed to think for a moment, and then slowly repeated the boy's words, "Yes, you captured it." ”

"Good, good. "Aikis repeated a few times in a row, "You're not a mage, but you've killed a mage......"

"Don't worry. Ekis smiled kindly, "I'm not looking for you for this. I'm looking for you to ask if you'd like to be a detachment leader in the City Watch?"

"What?" The surprise attack seemed to be the other party's forte, and the boy was surprised again.

"A detachment leader of the City Watch. You know, the Butcher of Truth is dead, and now we're short of manpower. Moreover, the council has decided to promote the blood tax system throughout the city and further expand the army. ”

The so-called blood tax system was a new policy introduced by the Tyre Governing Council. Specifically, citizens are allowed to no longer pay taxes, as long as they are willing to serve the armed forces of Tyre in various ways. The type of service includes the full range of posts from logistics to front-line soldiers. Those who are willing to become front-line soldiers and shed their blood for Tyre will receive the privilege of being exempt from taxes for life, because they have already paid the "blood tax".

"I'm afraid I'm not convinced, I ......" the teenager refused.

"Just a Buraku from the desert who has never served as an officer, I understand. But if you think about it, the Butcher of Truth was a gladiator not so long ago, and he hadn't even been to most of the city except in the arena. "Eggis clearly has a different opinion.

He's courting me, Muhadi realized. "Your Excellency, you also want to participate in the king election meeting?"

"You've come all the way from the pyramids to my manor, and you've seen how the crowds in the streets cheered on that Rikas and the Coral Witch Shatiri." Sue me, do you think it's possible for me, from an aristocratic background, to compete with them?"

Today happens to be the day Rikas leads the army of Tyr against a vanguard of the Witch King's coalition. The streets were filled with crowds of people cheering off Ricas, and they looked joyful and festive. No matter how many side effects the revolution bringed, most of the freed slaves and the commoners of the city would have hissed and cheered at Rikas and Shatiri. These two men are their heroes, their gods.

The dense crowd gathered in the square in front of the palace, holding aloft the heads of Rikas and Shatiri, and shouting their names in waves and almost crazy. "St. Ricas!" and "St. Shatiri!" they shouted, tears streaming from their eyes. Many people knelt down respectfully and kissed the land that Rikas had walked through as he led the expedition.

Hundreds of freed slaves are trekking across the desert and along the bone path, volunteering to follow Rikas in a battle to the death against the Witch King's army. The Punishment Square was packed, and former slaves shouted insults at the corpses nailed to iron pillars. The brothel woman slept with every man who came to her door and refused to accept a single qiē of money.

In the Elven Bazaar, in the palace district, in the business district, all over the world, all over Tyre. The women were tearing their heads, and the men were crying out angrily. Everyone was shouting, "Revolution, revolution, let the fire of revolution burn to Yurik, to Nibennai, to Ankara! Tyre will never be conquered!"

"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. The boy cut off a piece of barbecued meat, grabbed it with his hand and put it in his mouth, and said as he ate.

"I think so. Ekis admired the boy's honesty.

"So I never intended to be a king. Akis's expression became stern, "What I'm aiming for is a higher target." ”

---------------------------------------------------------------- p.s. didn't give a recommendation at the starting point this week, and the results were not good. [[[cp|:25o|h:19o|a:1]]];

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