When Rodhart heard that the queen had become a vampire and was being coerced by the new cardinal, his face was beyond recognition. Anger, astonishment, sorrow, sorrow...... Several expressions clashed and tugged at each other on his face, and Asa even suspected that his expression would be torn apart by the excessive twitching of his facial muscles. He twitched and yelled, "That guy ...... Actually...... ......"

Asa knew about the relationship between Rodhart and the Empress, of course, but he was the first to tell him about it. Because he knew that although this news was difficult for people to accept, he had to be told that only by accepting these facts could he deal with it.

And he believed that Rodhart would be able to withstand the blows. He knew that Rodhart had experienced something more painful and sad than these, so no matter how excited he was, he himself would eventually calm down.

Sure enough, Rodhart fell silent after the change of face, and after a while, he had completely regained his composure except for his face being a little pale, and finally nodded and said, "I understand." But what are you going to do now? Have you already told the Prime Minister about this?"

Asa hurriedly shook his head: "This matter can't be publicized for the time being, otherwise the entire royal capital will fall into complete chaos." In fact, the most important thing now is the necromancer who is a cardinal, he is the culprit of everything, as long as he is solved, then all problems will be solved. ”

"There's no way I'm going with someone from the Holy Order, I'm just the acting teacher's head now, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just the head of the school, and I'm just a little thinner, and I'm a little thinner. BR/>

"So now everything has to come secretly...... You can rest assured. I just need you to get him to a proper place, and I'll have a way to clean him up. ”

"But Chriss...... Can it be cured? I remember that old gentleman at the Academy of Magic was magically magical, would he have a way?" asked Rodhart. His eyes and expression were full of anxiety, like a prisoner waiting for the final verdict.

Asa hesitated. He replied, "Yes, maybe...... Maybe......" He glanced at the expression on Rodhart's face, he couldn't imagine how such a sincere expression could collapse in the harsh reality.

Rodhart seemed to understand something, and smiled miserably. Asa had never seen such a miserable smile.

In the Valley of Dia, the four necromancers who had not yet left discussed the letters they had sent.

"I think it's a great opportunity. Nopolinot said first.

The other necromancer shook his head and said, "But it's obviously for the sake of power struggles and interests, and for these purposes, necromancers need to come together. What's the difference between the Valley of Diya and the Robbers' Den?"

Master Aiden didn't speak, just glanced at the acting guildmaster faintly.

The Marquis pondered, looking at the letterhead in his hand, on which a few lines of chatter were written asking for help. This kind of letter is very rare in the history of the Diya Valley, and those who can join the Diya Valley are people who can stand at the top of this world, and who can stand so high, regardless of the scheming ability of the city, they are like cats for many years to maintain a deliberate distance from each other, and will use each other to cooperate with each other. But there will be no such thing as asking for help, which is almost a show of weakness and impartiality.

And now the letter is not only a plea for help, but also a brief description of the benefits and benefits of this operation. No matter what one thinks in one's heart, it does seem a little wrong to speak blatantly about interests and benefits like a politician and a businessman in the elegant Diya Valley, but fortunately Mr. Shante, who is most disgusted by these things, has left.

Although it does not seem right, what the letter says is indeed related to the plan of the Deya Valley, and not every guild member can be completely unmoved by the interests of Mr. Shante. And in such delicate times, the opinion of the acting guildmaster is undoubtedly the most important.

"This letter is indeed excessive. I apologize for my son's words in the letter. The Marquis bowed graciously to the other three members. "But at the same time, I would like to remind everyone that what is written on it is indeed true. I will not give an opinion on this operation, nor will I personally participate in the operation, so I will ask the three of you to decide whether to help him or not. ”

"I'm going to help him. The chubby Nopolinot raised his hand. The nature of a magic merchant seemed to make him aware of the lucrative nature of this.

Master Aiden said lightly, "I can go, but if he can master the magic academy." I want him to help me return that stinky woman to the Tower of Teeth. ”

The Marquis replied lightly: "This is the matter between you and Master Aiden. But I think since you helped him, he will naturally remember your kindness. ”

Master Aiden didn't answer, just nodded.

"Forget it, since both of you have made a move, then I can't put up a fight. One of the remaining necromancers sighed and nodded.

"But don't you really have to do anything because of Inham? Although we all know that you don't want to be suspicious of favoritism, this is not a trivial matter. ”

The Marquis shook his head and smiled: "No, because there are more important things waiting for me......"

A day later, King Einfast was three or four hundred miles south of the capital.

It was the temporary residence of the Emperor Geffenhardt XVII of Einfast, and was built improvised by the magistrates. Although it was simple, His Majesty the Emperor himself was not so careful, after all, he did not want to come out to parade.

His Majesty the Emperor may not be a good emperor, but he is definitely not bad anyway. At least he knew very well that he was not the material to be an emperor, so he had always consciously listened to the arrangements of the people around him.

This time he left the seriously ill Empress to go out on a tour of Geffenhardt XVII very unhappily. If it weren't for the common intentions of the queen's new sister, the prime minister, and the head of Roland, he would never have left the queen alone. In particular, Her Majesty's disease is still very serious. Although he also knew that perhaps in relation to Her Majesty's illness. Whether or not the new cardinal could return to the academy of magic was more important to the country, but there really was nothing more important to him than the queen in his own eyes.

In the past few days since he left the royal capital, he has been sending people back every day to inquire about the queen's condition, and finally one day. With the news that the cardinal came, and the fact that he had cured the queen's illness after his departure, Geffenheart was so overjoyed that he even wanted to rush back to the royal capital to give the cardinal the magic academy directly. But it's just that there is such an impulse. He himself knew that Prime Minister Mrak and Captain Roland were a hundred times more knowledgeable than him in matters of state, and the loyalty of these two men was absolutely unquestionable. Not necessarily to be faithful to him, but to the nation.

"How's it going?" asked Geffenhardt XVII.

The guard, who had just returned from the royal capital, knelt down and replied: "Her Majesty's body is now gradually recovering, and her complexion has completely returned to normal, except for the little food she has eaten, and the cardinal says that she has fully recovered. ”

"And what about vampires?" His Majesty the Emperor turned a little blue when he asked this question. He had already made up his mind that if this matter continued to develop in a bad direction, he would rush back to the royal capital with Captain Roland.

"Your Majesty, about vampires. It has been proven to be just an ordinary murder. Bishop Javi led the priests of the Magic Academy to examine the corpse and confirmed that it was actually murdered with a sharp weapon, and then faked as a vampire blood-sucking trace. The Janissary Commander Rodhart is on duty to investigate the killers. ”

"Good, good, good...... The people from Celeste are really extraordinary. It seems that this cardinal is really remarkable......" The Emperor sighed, and this was undoubtedly the most pleasing news he had heard in the past few days. "Looks like I should go back and thank the cardinal. The Emperor looked at Captain Roland as if asking for advice.

The head of Roland, who was next to him, shook his head: "The more times this happens, the more Your Majesty should not be busy going back." ”

The Emperor sighed helplessly, and only nodded.

In fact, Captain Roland also wanted to sigh, he didn't expect this cardinal to come so coincidentally. It happened to cure Her Majesty's strange illness, and it seemed to solve a false alarm. And the higher the prestige of this new bishop, the more troublesome it will be for them.

It is impossible for the Academy of Magic to be handed back to Celeste, not only to uphold Bishop Ronis's position all along, but also to the vital interests of the Empire of Ironfast. Therefore, the emperor was not allowed to come into contact with this bishop in order to reveal his flaws. Let the Prime Minister and the Great Priests deal with it, and strive to make Ji himself retreat in the shortest possible time. But I don't know what the king is doing, but the news in favor of the cardinal keeps coming these days. It seems that they will have to stay out for a while.

In fact, it may be possible to use some extreme means...... Anyway, now Celeste is also busy dealing with Oufu. Captain Roland was impatient, and a trace of murderous intent unconsciously appeared in his heart.

But he himself was immediately alarmed, because it was clearly not a reasonable solution. Then he immediately felt strange again, for he knew very well that he was not a person who was easily agitated and reckless, and the idea seemed to come without any reason. This strange was followed by extreme vigilance, and his hand had already touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

can make a master unconsciously have a killing intent, this can only be the killing intent emitted by another person. And this is not the kind of ferocious murderous aura that shows teeth and claws, arrogant and exposed, but another kind of killing intent that is plain, gentler, and more subtle, but more moisturizing and silent, and more immersed in the bone marrow. It will not be a warrior or an assassin who can have such a killing intent, but only a magician.

"Alert. Roland snorted coldly, and the surrounding members of the Paladins drew their weapons. Since the vampire incident that happened a lot ago, the guards around the Emperor are no longer just ordinary guards, but a small group of members of the Holy Knights.

"What's wrong?" His Majesty the Emperor of the Middle Ground still didn't know why.

It was quiet outside the palace. This palace was originally built on the edge of a lake in a relatively quiet and elegant place. But the other guards and voices outside had already disappeared imperceptibly. Not only the human voice, but also the birdsong and insect chirping that should have been there have disappeared. All that remained was the eerie silence and a murderous aura that seemed to blend in with the air.

An incomparably powerful sword light suddenly slanted through the main hall of the palace, and then this small house slowly slipped from its waist into two. The interior and exterior of the house suddenly become one, and the surroundings are all in full view.

Somehow there was already a man standing in the middle of the lake. This person stood on the water like this, the wind and birds around him were gone, and even the surface of the lake was as calm as a mirror. Like a dead mirror.

All the guards and others who had been standing outside had already lay quietly on the ground, as if they were asleep. But it was clear that this was not really sleeping, because no one slept so much that the skin around them was white.

The man standing in the middle of the lake was all in the middle of a large mage robe, revealing only the lower half of his face, which was a bright silver skull mask. The mask doesn't seem to be so hideous that even a child can't be frightened. But at the sight of this mask, the eyes of Captain Roland and the other members of the regiment were shrinking, because they were not children, and they knew what this mask represented.

The mage in the lake didn't move, like a statue, but a pair of eyes under the silver skull mask looked at the group of Captain Roland.

There was no sparkle in these eyes. It's still cloudy. And at such a distance, many people couldn't even see those eyes, but everyone had a feeling that the magician was watching them.

It is true that one person can look at a group of people, but looking at only one person can look at one person, which everyone knows, but the emperor and the surrounding guards all feel that this distant magician is watching them. Even if you can't see any traces of that gaze and gaze, you can clearly feel that it is an intuitive touch. Everyone felt a wave of weakness spread from their bodies. It was a strange feeling. It seems to permeate from his own body unconsciously, but it continues to devour every inch of vitality in his body with an imperceptible feeling.

"In the name of the Lord, purify all the production of this world. A priest chanted a prayer in a deep voice, and the light of white magic emanated from all around his body, and the strange sensation immediately disappeared from everyone's bodies.

The white mage who can become a member of the Holy Knights can definitely be ranked among the twenty in the Academy of Magic if his strength is counted. But the priest's face was still extremely ugly, and he turned to Roland and said, "Captain, this is the double erosion of soul magic and dark magic, and my defense can only barely resist it, and there is no way to go on like this. ”

Roland took a long breath and drew his sword.

The sword was no more than three feet long, but he was now at least three hundred feet away from the magician in the lake. But even so, he still drew his sword. Being able to return the sword at such a distance, Roland is definitely the only one on the continent. Even Lancelot, who is known as the first person in the mainland, may not be stronger than him if he is purely accomplished in terms of swords.

And this sword is definitely the only sword on the mainland, enough to hit a sword three hundred feet away. A fierce white light swept away the magician in the lake with the slash of the sword.

The magician in the lake remained unmoved, but the water in front of him rose sharply, becoming a thick wall of water. The white light crashed against the wall of water with a loud bang. The splashing water of the lake brought a heavy rain to this area.

"Escort Your Majesty, withdraw. Roland's face turned pale. The release of sword qi was extremely exhausting, and at such a long distance, he understood that it would not have any effect on such an enemy, and the most important thing was that he understood that since the other party made a move, it must be certain.

Sure enough, the dreary sound of breaking wind fell from the sky, and everyone looked up to see four huge statues falling from the sky.

The ground shook with a loud bang, and the four statues fell to the ground at the same time. These are four five-meter-tall iron statues, their carefully polished huge bodies covered with magic runes, and the joints are made to look like they can be moved.

Crafting any puppet is a very expensive thing to make, and it can be said that these things are almost accumulated with silver coins of the same size and weight as oneself, and this steel puppet in particular is more expensive than minting it directly with silver coins. Of course, compared to their huge cost, their huge combat power and hard-to-damage bodies are also the nightmare of ordinary soldiers. And there are not many magicians on the continent who can go out with four such things at once.

There will be no pie in the sky, and it is naturally impossible to drop the puppet, and there are more than a dozen bat-like figures hovering in the sky, and it is they who threw these things down. Being able to carry these guys weighing more than 10,000 catties to this place, it is self-evident how difficult it is to pay for these flying things.

But it's not just these things that Roland cares about. He could see two figures on the backs of the black shadows, and although he couldn't see clearly, he knew that the two men must also be wearing the silver skull masks.