Chapter 337: The Emperors (I)

Ojavis was anxious to establish a relationship with Metatrin City. He received ten magic chariots from Salin, although these were imitations of Salin, the materials were real, and they had not shrunk by a cent. The further refining of the magicians of Holy Rock City can completely allow these magic chariots to exert their strongest power.

Therefore, Ojavis also has to prepare a heavy gift, at least the same as ten magic chariots, and give it to Saleen. It can be seen from the news brought by Rex that my sister values this person very much, and the relationship between the two parties is very close.

Ojarvis wants to make Rex stronger, he really doesn't want to be this emperor, if he can let his sister inherit the throne, he would rather be a prince who can't do anything. Ojavis has been sick since he was a child, and he was able to survive completely thanks to the perennial treatment of the court magicians. If Chanak the Great had not died in battle, I am afraid that before Chanak the Great died, he, the prince, would have to leave first.

Other emperors may be attached to power, but what Ojarvis desires most is life and health.

Being an emperor is very hard, just look at Sephiroth, who has almost helped Ojavis with more than eighty percent of the things during this time. Even so. Ojarvis still felt tired, not because he was not intellectually enough, but because he was not physically good.

He only now understands why he rarely sees his father. He had only shared 20 percent of the business, and he was already exhausted. If the country is safe, the holy war of the Holy See will be launched after he ascends the throne. He, the emperor, worked even harder than his father.

Ojarvis felt that he was a tragic figure and had to stand in the center of the stage and die slowly.

If you give me time, let me practice magic, and with such a strong backing of the royal family, I can definitely become a magician, at least, I can have a sound body like a normal person.

Ojarvis sent Balde away, and suddenly coughed violently. He was the only one in the huge hall, and the sound of coughing was echoing for a long time. The sunlight poured down from above, falling accurately on the corresponding points in the palace, and the huge statues around seemed to come to life, and the holy monarchs in Qin Yin's history looked down at Ojavis one by one, allowing him to cough so much that even blood flowed out of his nostrils, and covered his mouth with his somewhat yellowed fingers.

Coughing was hard work for Ojavis, and he shuddered and pulled out a magic potion. Swallowed one slowly, and then leaned back in his chair, his eyes glazed over.

When he had finished taking his medicine, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from his nostrils. The blood was dull and purple, with a strange aroma that also stained his fingers.

A tall and thin figure appeared beside O'Jarvis, and the black-robed mage lowered his head, looked at His Majesty the Emperor, and said softly, "O'Jarvis, have you taken medicine again?" ”

The magician's voice was flat and sounded emotionless. On the magician's black robe, there are three magic markings.

"Eating is death, not eating is death, I am the emperor, I always have to make my life more comfortable. O'Jarves' voice was even calmer, as if he was narrating someone else's affairs.

The black-robed mage looked at the emperor, this young emperor, who had been saved by several of them together. It's just that magic can't go against the laws of nature, O'Jarvis' body. Congenital with great defects. It is almost impossible to make him die like a normal person.

Ojavis threw the handkerchief on the ground, his eyes were a little brighter, he raised his head and said to the black-robed mage: "I heard that the Holy See has an immortal elixir, and every Pope will take one when he succeeds to the throne, and whoever eats it can extend his life for one hundred and twenty years, is this true?"

"You are the emperor of Qin Yin, and you can't believe in gods. The magician's answer seemed to acquiesce to the legend.

"Yes, that's true. If I really believed in the gods, the wrath of my subjects would burn me to death in advance. Mephisto, I heard that that Saleen has a depraved cardinal under his command, and you say, will he have a way to cure me for this disease?"

"What a ninth-level magician can do, we can all do. Ojarvis, I don't want to lie to you. The black-robed mage replied.

Ojarvis smiled and said, "Really, magicians are always so boring. If only I could learn magic...... How nice it should be. Then we will be able to communicate normally. ”

The black-robed mage Mephisto looked at the emperor with some pity, this emperor. His body was so weak that he couldn't contain the magic string, and he couldn't contain the sword qi.

"Mephisto, I envy my sister, she is much freer than I am. Ojarvis gasped.

"The lord of the county is also not free. The magician finally replied with feelings, several of them are ninth-level magicians, and they are also very familiar with Rex, and the magicians can't interfere in the conflict between Rex and the prince, but it doesn't mean that there is no point of view.

"Now that she is the king of the county, she can rule a country, and she is not tied by the house, how can she not be free. ”

The black-robed mage didn't answer, he stood in the darkness, looking at the emperor who had been rescued by everyone, a child who would have only lived to be six years old.

"Mephisto, go ahead, I'm fine. O'Jarvis couldn't get an answer, so he waved his hand hard and leaned back in his chair again.

Qin Yin's imperial capital was shrouded in rain, and tens of thousands of miles away, the Tanggulas Empire and Siyuan City were also bleak and cold. Emperor of the Tangulas Empire. In the palace, he anxiously looked at the documents submitted by his subordinates.

25,000 regular troops were lost in the wilderness north of Qinyin, and such a result made him unbelievable. But the people of the Holy See must have seen this thing, and there will be no falsehood. In the eyes of Emperor Tangulas, except for his 25,000 regular army, the rest of the soldiers were not considered human.

Next to the emperor was a sorcerer in a red robe, this sorcerer was extremely young, at least twenty years younger than the emperor.

"Pooh. Our army, can we occupy Qin Yin?" the emperor looked like he was only forty years old, his golden hair was smooth and healthy, but his tone was a little decadent.

"Of course, with the guidance of the gods, we will be invincible. The red-robed magician replied indifferently.

"But Nicholas fell, and I heard that he was a devout believer. ”

"Everything is humble before the gods. Nicholas did not withstand the temptation of the devil, and his betrayal could only allow the wrath of the gods to descend on the continent of Myers and burn everything. ”

"Pooh, don't lie to me, Dinisio killed all of Nicholas's cronies for this matter. Ay...... When did Dinisio ever lose his temper like this, you say?"

"What is Your Majesty going to do?" the red-robed magician glanced out the window, and the soldiers patrolling outside the window were all dead soldiers of the Tangulas royal family, and no one could approach them.

"What can I do if ...... If I had to meet Sharjah, maybe I'd come up with something. There was a strange excitement on the emperor's face.

"Your Majesty, although this matter is a blow to Dinisio, Sharjah will not take this opportunity to attack. The Pope's power is unfathomable, and we should not provoke it. ”

"Pooh, you unproductive!" the Emperor suddenly became annoyed and slapped the table hard.

"Your Majesty, I am your son and will only tell the truth. The red-robed mage replied unhurriedly.

"But I couldn't take it anymore, and Dinisio sent an oracle to me to raise a navy and assist him in attacking Metatrin from the sea. How did he know that I already had a fleet!" The Emperor's anger was not unfounded, he had managed to save a fleet. But he was discovered by Dinisio and asked him to attack the distant city with his fleet.

For an ambitious Tangulas emperor, the Holy See was a huge yoke that left him breathless. The fleet is a possibility to tear the shackles and now be sent to the front again. But the emperor is not stupid, Metatrin's navy must be much stronger than the army, otherwise even Cloud City and Alchemy City will not allow the existence of this port city.

By doing this, the Pope is trying to cut off his own hopes!

"Your Majesty, Sharjah is not reliable, if you want to keep the navy, I can introduce someone for you. ”

"Who?"

"Faka. ”

"No!" Emperor Tangulas angrily threw everything he could throw out of his hand to the ground. "That bastard, if I saw him, I wouldn't be able to help but kill him!"

"Your Majesty, Faka is the most humble person in the world, why are you angry with him?" asked the red-robed mage, puzzled.

"Humility, I've never seen anyone more arrogant than him!" Emperor Tangulas's hands were still trembling, even Dinisio had never humiliated him to his face, and that Faka had done it more than once. Only he knew about it, but he didn't dare to say it. The stars of the Shining Plains, the one closest to God, the first oracle, could kill himself without the permission of the Pope.

"But Your Majesty, if this fleet is sent to Metatrin, the result will not be too good, even if Metatrin does not have a navy, but Alchemy City is not something we can fight against. ”

"Then what do you say?" The emperor is not dead-headed, he is sitting in the city of sorrow, and he always has to find a breakthrough to loosen the huge shackles of the Holy See, so that he can let go of his hands and feet to do things.

"Your Majesty, launch a second expedition, in the name of the royal family. In this way, the Pope has no reason to dictate to you, but to cooperate with you. ”

"However, now that the second expeditionary force is organized, when it arrives there, it is already winter!"

"Wouldn't that be better? In winter, there would be a reason to hold on to the city and let the army build a city there, and according to the law, for every city established in the empire, the Holy See must build a church of a corresponding size. His Majesty sent hundreds of thousands of slaves over this time, and Dinisio had to send enough priests. ”

"I understand!" the emperor high-fived and laughed, this son of his own is indeed treacherous.