Hydrerabad.

Merlin, the minister in charge of the court, slowly stepped out of the carriage, stood at the door of his mansion, and exhaled softly.

His mood was very relaxed and pleasant.

A few days ago, when the battle situation in all directions of the Delen Empire was unfavorable, and the multinational coalition army drove straight in, and the imperial army lost its division, Merlin's heart was also tense.

However, in a short period of time, through Salian's exquisite layout, the Imperial Army fought back and completely collapsed the multinational coalition army.

In particular, the news came from the south that the native fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom, as well as the main fleets of several other powerful countries, had been completely annihilated, and the main army of Garsica under the command of Duke Ross was preparing to counter-encircle the multinational coalition army......

The good news continues, and the suffocating atmosphere of Hydra Palace these days has also dissolved in an instant.

Whether it was the court officials, or the guards, maids, handymen, and craftsmen, everyone had a smile on their faces.

After working for so many days, the situation has finally improved, and Merlin, who has been sitting in the Hydra Palace these days, finally has free time, and can finally go back to his house to take a small rest.

Walking slowly in the courtyard of his house with his hands behind his back, looking at the lights of the main building of the mansion, Merlin smiled lightly and happily.

To be exact, he was a courtier of the previous emperor, Doren.

It's just that he has only been in Hydra Palace for less than ten years before Margrethe III rose strong and grabbed the throne. And so he continued to serve Margaret III, which has been, seventy or eighty years.

Seventy or eighty years of dedication made him an indispensable figure in the side of Margrethe III and Mata XIII.

He can intervene in the most core and confidential affairs of Hydra Palace.

Even the palace secret agent system directly controlled by Mata XIII, including the Hydra Secret Guard, the strongest force in the empire, although he did not have direct command, but the logistics services, resource scheduling, and even the aftermath of their death were all controlled by him.

It can be said that if he loses the chain here, the palace secret agent system in the hands of Mata XIII will at least lose more than half of his combat effectiveness.

Merlin's family was originally just an ordinary marquis family.

But because of his loyal and diligent service over the years, his family has been promoted to the rank of duke, and has a small area, but rich in products, fertile and rich territory, the production of which is enough for the whole family to live a privileged life that can be called the top in the entire aristocratic circle.

What's not to like?

Merlin coughed slightly.

After all these days, Merlin felt a little tired.

As a veteran hydra, Merlin's physical strength is fine...... But it was his heart that was tired.

He had already surpassed the sixth order, surpassed the seventh order, surpassed the eighth order, and he already possessed a strength that was unimaginable to ordinary extraordinary combat power...... But because of this, he also got into the same trouble as Margaret III.

The Hydra blood in the body gradually thickened.

From body to soul, he was transforming into Hydra Hydra.

The flesh doesn't matter.

But the soul...... Hydra has nine heads, nine separate consciousnesses...... Put on the nine-headed hydra, such a strange situation will give them far more combat power than mortals, and extremely powerful survivability.

But this situation is placed on a mortal......

Hehe, nine consciousnesses exist in one head......

This is the schizophrenia, this is the ...... Psychotic!

The stronger the strength, the stronger the schizophrenic omen. Margrethe III could no longer control herself, so she could only seal herself and use secret magic to force her through this difficult stage.

And Merlin, he is also almost at the tipping point of sealing himself.

He pondered that now several sons in the family are also very good, and in the empire, they are all members of the party who hold real power. He calculated that among these sons and grandsons, he would select a few of the most outstanding and recommend them to Margrethe III, so that they could succeed him and continue to serve the royal family.

It was only after having spent enough years in the position of head of the court that Merlin knew how many potential, intangible benefits the position could bring to the family.

He may not have the infinite scenery and majesty of such important ministers as the Imperial Prime Minister, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and the Minister of Education, but when it comes to hidden power and actual interests, three or five prime ministers are tied to the ministers, and they are not as good as him.

However, which son and which grandson to choose?

Merlin walked home step by step, and his two sons, three grandchildren, had already received the news of his homecoming, and were standing at the door to greet him.

Merlin waved his hand and smiled gently, "Well, don't abide by these boring etiquettes at home...... Give me a cup of tea, I have something I want to talk to you about. ”

Changing out of the court dress on his body and changing into a loose and comfortable home dress, Merlin sat on the comfortable sofa and took a cup of black tea with sugar and sour plums from his youngest son himself.

When I'm older, I inexplicably like this sweet and sour taste.

Although the taste of sour plum will mask the original taste of black tea, but Merlin is good at it, right?

Meimei took a sip of the hot tea, and took a big sip, Merlin put down the teacup, sighed with satisfaction, and squinted at the children and grandchildren standing in front of him.

"Sit down, sit down, I have something I want to discuss with you...... Hmmm......"

Merlin's face changed suddenly.

He suddenly found that his limbs had become numb, paralyzed, and he no longer felt the slightest sensation.

He looked at his hand in horror, his ten fingers starting from the fingertips, which were rapidly turning gray-white, gray-white like granite.

"Stone ...... Petrochemical ......" Merlin looked at his children and grandchildren in horror.

Merlin's children and grandchildren quietly parted to the left and right, and an old man wearing a gray-white linen robe, long hair and a shawl, with an ancient face and an attitude like that of an emperor, walked in step by step with a wooden staff.

"Your Excellency Merlin, it's a pleasure to meet you...... May the splendor of the El shine on your soul. ”

The old man bowed slightly to Merlin: "Introduce yourself, I am an El level 30 waiter, you can call me ...... Sarin. ”

Merlin's body below the neck has been completely petrified, and wisps of black gas are wrapped around his body, struggling to resist the terrible power of the petrified potion - in the palace of the Delen Empire, almost all the famous and unknown potions on the Metland continent are preserved, and the petrified potion exists as one of the few evils, and Merlin has naturally been in contact with it.

But the petrochemical he is in today must be a special product.

It is impossible for an ordinary petrochemical agent to cause harm to a powerful being like Merlin...... It may have had a slight impact, but it was absolutely impossible to petrify Merlin almost entirely in such a short period of time.

"Shalin, is this your real name?" Merlin sneered.

"Names are just symbols, you just need to know that I am a humble waiter, it is enough." The old man looked at Merlin calmly: "To make a long story short, people like you and me, time is very precious, there is no need to waste time on meaningless arguments." ”

Merlin gave Shalin a cold look, and then his face distorted as he looked at his youngest son, who had served him tea.

"Don't blame them, they were already disciples of my El thirty years ago." Sha Lin said coldly, "We need your cooperation...... We need you to help us take control of the guards at Hydrera, open all defensive prohibitions in Hydrera, and let us enter Hydra Palace and take control of it. ”

Shalin said coldly: "If it is possible, we hope that you can cooperate with us and capture Mata XIII alive...... As for Margrethe III, given the special state she is in now, she is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous existence...... It is in our interest that she should die quietly. ”

Merlin smiled at Shalin, "Do you think this is possible?" ”

Shalin sighed lightly: "You, refuse to cooperate? ”

Merlin nodded slowly with difficulty: "There is no doubt that I refuse to cooperate...... I will not betray my allegiance to the Lord. ”

Shalin shook his head, he raised the wooden staff in his hand, and with a slight blow from the thin tip of the staff, he pierced Merlin's neck. With a crisp bang, Merlin's petrified body shattered completely, leaving only an intact head.

"So, go according to the plan." Shalin said expressionlessly: "Merlin's soul is out of control, he is seriously injured by himself, and with his allegiance to the royal family over the years, there is a high probability that Mata XIII will visit him...... Right before his bedside, Mata XIII was captured. ”

Salin looked at Merlin's children and grandchildren: "Peel off his skin and make a mask...... You must act wonderfully in this play. ”

A short time later, a horse galloped out of Merlin's house and headed for Hydra.

The news of Merlin's 'self-harm and serious injury' reached the Hydra Palace as soon as possible.

The Claustrophobic Temple.

In the deepest part of the ground, in front of an old bronze gate.

Margrethe III stood quietly at the gate with her hands behind her back.

"Can you imagine, Mediga, Joe's little bastard, that he has developed the true efficacy of the Chariot of the Gods......" Margrethe III's tone was full of surprise, "Who do you think he has received?" ”

Mediga held the huge scepter in both hands, squinted, and looked at the bronze gate in front of her.

The claustrophobic temple of Hydra Palace is itself an incredible and forbidden object...... This gate is also the last gate that the royal family of the Delun Empire has spent countless efforts and passed down to more than ten generations of emperors, but it has not been able to open.

According to the speculation of the successive Delun emperors, if this gate can be opened, they may be able to completely master the claustrophobic hall.

With the sheer size of the Claustrophobic Temple, and the powerful suppressive power it is now manifesting, it is likely that this is an ancient artifact that is more powerful, older, and higher rank than Heringel's killing.

Margrethe III has been thinking about it these days.

Perhaps, should Joe, a little fat man, come here to have a look?

Mediga squinted and muttered softly, "Uh, it doesn't matter whose patron he is, he's already contributed enough to the Empire, hasn't he?" ”

"Well, Your Majesty, there may be something that needs to be explained to you...... Joe can control the Staff of Doron, but I served by his side when His Majesty made the Staff of Doron. ”

"The Staff of Duolun, added bloodline identification."

Margrethe III stiffened, then jerked back to stare at Mediga.

Mediga shrugged her shoulders: "Only the Hydra bloodline can master the Staff of Doron......"

Margaret III's eyes flashed with a cold light of unknown meaning: "So. ”

"He's a royal family of Delen...... No doubt. Mediga blinked desperately at her wrinkled and overlapping eyelids: "As for which His Highness left the bloodline outside...... Hehe! ”

Margrethe III's eyes widened, and her teeth rattled with a clatter.