"What do I want to do...... This is no small matter. ”

Alexey pulled out a bottle.

"That's ...... A beetle?"

Frankinica's eyes narrowed, then opened again, the corners of her mouth slightly disdainful: "Then, please start your performance, Lord Alexey, it's your 'big deal', I'll wait and see." ”

"Oh, don't underestimate this beetle, it's different from other beetles. ”

"What's the wonder?" Count Longverde was not too far away from Alexey, and with his eyesight he could still see the general appearance of the black beetle in the glass bottle.

One, nothing unusual, a unicorn fairy that can be seen everywhere in the wild.

But the Earl's past knowledge of the mage still made the Count maintain a certain patience, and he smiled reluctantly, and said, "It seems that this must be a beetle that has only smelled the scent of magic, and it seems that it is still a little unathletic. ”

"It's dead. ”

Suddenly, the fawn hiding behind her mother screamed, her eyes widened, and her face swept back and forth between the bottle and Alexei with a puzzled expression: "My spiritual tentacles easily pierced through the beetle's shell, and its inside was frozen by the bottle, but it won't be long before it rots. ”

"This bug...... This bug ......"

The gentle slicing of a finger across her back gave the girl infinite courage, and she embraced the mage's fame and appealed to the reality she had seen: "It is neither a creature of magic, nor has it ever participated in the reaction of magic. It's just an ordinary corpse, it's what my eyes tell me, my spirit tells me. ”

"Is that right? Mother. ”

Despite the fact that even the mental and physical feedback was so real, Gasley still didn't seem very confident in her own judgment. The story of the Elemental Child weighed down like a mountain in front of her, and the swaying girl tugged at Frankieca's skirt as if asking for help, hoping that her mother would give her a solution.

"Of course, dear, you're right. Our Lordship of the Elemental Child must have chewed a lot of poisoned hops before going ashore. ”

Franminica made no secret of her sarcasm at Alexei in her words: "A beetle that has been dead for three days, I don't know when you fell in love with a child's thing." But if you like, you could have asked our Lord Earl of Feldenburg to help you grab a sack, instead of juggling a worm that had been dead for three days on the occasion we had agreed upon. ”

"Or, Lord Alexey, do you prefer the title of 'Joker'?"

"Calm down. Alexei slowly pulled the cork from the mouth of the bottle and said lightly, "Always keep a calm posture, and don't let prejudice and jealousy burn your beauty, ma'am." ”

"It's too urgent......"

Mercury was dragged by magic into the mouth of an open bottle and wrapped around the head of the beetle's corpse: "Your hostility towards me came too quickly, is it the treasure that is so far away that you feel annoyed?"

"Obviously, we can still talk softly when we are in the letter, so why can't we continue this harmony into reality? ”

In front of everyone's eyes, the mercury in the glass bottle has begun to boil under the power of magic, and then slowly evaporates.

Alexei gently let go of his hands, letting the bottle containing the corpse float in midair.

"I say it's different, not just it, what's so strange about a bug's corpse...... It's because of me, it's me! Alexeien Adrian gave it greatness. ”

"Come on!"

Alexey's fingertips were a little bit of green dust falling, held up by a breeze of magical power, and merged with the little mercury left:

"Let me show you the wonders of the history of magic, Francinica Helif Cattori Beast Whisperer, and behold! What is the ultimate ...... of true life?"

"Immortal!"

......

"The bugs are moving!"

Only the true perceiver felt it the most, and when Gasri saw the worm corpse in the bottle vibrating its wings again, the elven girl was amazed.

On the contrary, the understanding of magic is only superficial, and Count Longved, who does not have much knowledge of the corpses of the resurrected bugs, and his clerks, as well as Englaine, who are not part of the mage system, are mediocre.

"Is this all you want to see, Lord Alexi, that is, it's moving, but what does this bring us?"

Having been silently observing, the clerk who wrote in the record book was probably instructed by the Count, and at this time he spoke up to act as the Count's tongue.

"If the corpse is no longer a nuisance. ”

"If the source of infection is eliminated. ”

Commanding the clumsy flying insect to stagger to a stop at his fingertips, Alexei said his ambition loudly in front of everyone: "Give me the body of the dead, and I will bring you, Count Ortarion, and you, Lady Frankieca, a steady stream of iron ore and precious stones of good quality from Norf." ”

"What?"

Longvede's fingers that were stroking his chin and beard tightened, and he suddenly tore off a few short hairs, and the green tendons on his forehead throbbed slightly: "Can you really do it?"

"Of course, if you are willing to provide me with unimpeded trade routes, a few experienced craftsmen, and some necessary assistance, I will be able to help you discover the true treasure troves of the North. ”

Alexey's words were full of seduction: "Think about it, Norf, what a fertile land it is, and if it had not snowed all year round, it would have been bigger than the two provinces of the empire combined. And beneath that inaccessible permafrost is a land of gold and gems, which will be set with a crystal clear ice diamond in the crown of your Ortarion family with a wave of a hoe. ”

"Maybe ......"

"This wealth will also help you win one or two votes for the throne in future elections, when I will call you Your Majesty, Count Ortarion!"

Ortarion "Count".

Longved "Your Majesty".

"Your Majesty, it's not bad. ”

As the Lord of the Two Cities, the next Grand Duke of Ortarion within the family, and the future Elector of the Empire, Longved Ortarion moved his lips, barely making a sound, and he sank his eyes so that the mage could not see the chaotic thoughts flickering in his eyes.

He admits that he is moved, but ....... Dead.

If Longved hadn't thought much about seeing the worm corpses flying, Alexey's words asking him for the bodies of the sick and dead had already exposed the evil and treachery in them.

This is no small matter.

As a long-standing family in the northern part of the empire, Longved was not lacking in wisdom as a well-educated child, and he knew how much magic that drove the dead was contrary to existing morals and ethics.

It was him, a powerful lord who had been hunting all year round, presiding over trials, and accustomed to seeing blood, and could not accept the corpse of his father to become a puppet under the mage.

That's blasphemy, it's sin, but ....... It's also an opportunity.

Longved wanted to find some reason, and it would be better to refute the mage with righteous words.

But....... He rummaged through his heart, but all he got was a vague future.

The man sat on a throne and wore a dazzling diamond crown on his forehead.

It's ridiculous, self-deception to the end, Longved, who thinks he adheres to tradition, thinks he has to make more trade-offs and think about it. But unexpectedly, when the hot heart calmed down, the ambitious Count found that he had already made a decision to support him after Alexei finished speaking, and his heart, which had been looking up to the throne since he was a child, had complied with the desires of all living beings.