In order to thank the book fans for their support, at 2 p.m. on October 29th, the starting point is to thank the fans of "Blasphemy" to hold "Yanyu Jiangnan - Blasphemy Du Signing" in Shanghai Book City! This signing will allow you to have closer contact with Yanyu Jiangnan, and definitely let you have a souvenir worth showing off!

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Regardless of the size of the country, the life of the royal family is always luxurious.

The Kingdom of Leighton is one of the greatest powers in the Holy Alliance, and the grandeur and luxury in the royal palace must always be worthy of the status of a state. Otherwise, even if King Romon was willing to endure a life of hardship, the ministers and nobles would inevitably stop the king's frugality on the grounds that they would be looked down upon by their neighbors.

The Layton Palace is so large that there is an artificial hill in the palace. At this moment the southern kingdom is already in a desolate state, and the north of the central mountain range is still a desolate scene. Only the hill in the palace of Leighton is full of greenery, and the trees on the hill are of some species common in the south. They grew happily, their leaves so green that they were about to drip water, not at all the dull dark green of the northern coniferous species.

Although there is no trace of manipulation, the meadow grows like a thick green carpet, and the meadow is dotted with unknown wildflowers.

But all this beauty was born for a beautiful elf girl who was sitting lazily on the grass.

Ikrair sat on the grass thoughtfully, her brow tinging with a hint of sorrow.

In front of her, there was a clumsy mirror, which reflected the beautiful face of the elf girl like a layer of light smoke on the cage. But in Ikrel's eyes, it was not her face that emerged in this mirror, but several lines of mysterious and beautiful elven writing. She had read these lines I don't know how many times, and all the details of her actions had been thought over and over again.

She sighed softly, her hand brushing the mirror. The elven text in the mirror slowly faded away, turning into an ordinary silver ytterbium.

Ikrel closed her eyes, enjoying the breeze and the faint scent of plants and trees in the wind. In this rare moment of peace, she wants to throw all the intrigues out of her heart and temporarily turn back into the carefree elf girl in the green sea.

Just half a month ago, this hill was as barren as the rest of the Northland. At that time, several people who claimed to be followers of the Eye of Wisdom begged King Romon to see him, saying that he had received a divine message, and the purity and kindness of the elf Ikreel touched the heart of the goddess Audrech and became the new god of God. They have come to build a paradise on earth for the elves Iclair and King Romon.

King Romon will be skeptical.

He had heard that the Eyes of Wisdom had been growing rapidly in the country recently, and that the goddess they worshipped had just performed miracles in Dresden, the capital of the Duchy of Are. But in any case, there are not hundreds of such small churches in the north, but dozens of them. As for whether the miracle is true or not, only God knows. But this time, the great nobles who recommended these people were friends of King Romon for many years, and under his strong recommendation, King Romon let them try.

The skills of these magicians of the Eye of Wisdom were really extraordinary, they chose a place within a radius of ten meters, and it took a whole day and a large number of magic crystals to arrange a complex magic array.

The next day, in the stunned eyes of King Romon and the ministers who were watching, the magic array was put into operation.

The temperature within the area of effect of the magic array slowly rose, becoming warm as spring. Grass and trees began to grow wildly at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the way they grew changed completely according to the minds of the magicians of the Eyes of Wisdom.

When the grass grows to about two inches, it no longer grows. More than a dozen small trees grew taller, and by the next day, their canopies were shady.

A small paradise that is like spring all year round was formed in two days.

Ikrel was ecstatic and danced on the green grass, and the splendor of that moment overwhelmed countless onlookers.

Seeing the joy of Ikrel, King Romon was so happy that he immediately instructed the magician of the Eye of Wisdom: "Good! Very good! It is really worthy of the church that believes in the true God, and it is really capable of what people can! Come, give me the whole mountain to be transformed, and if there is any difficulty, just ask! This matter is done, and in the future, my Layton Kingdom will fully support the Wisdom Eye Sect." ”

The magicians were in a difficult situation, they discussed with each other for a while, and the old magician in the lead replied: "Your Majesty, this kind of magic array that can control the climate and the growth of living beings is very complicated, and if it were not for the guidance of the goddess Audreh, we would never have been able to study it. It's not difficult to make this entire hill spring all year round, but if nothing else, the consumption of magic materials alone is by no means a small amount! Setting up this magic array that can control a radius of ten meters has already consumed most of the Wisdom Eye's savings......"

King Romon was displeased, and snorted: "The rich side of the Leighton Kingdom, will this money not be able to afford it? How much money and how much time will it take to turn this entire hill into a paradise of sincerity and benevolence?

The old magician pondered for a long time before he said, "Your Majesty, as long as there are enough magic raw materials, it only takes three days to set up the magic array." And under the guidance of the goddess, the effect of this magic array is a permanent surname. But the cost of magic materials is estimated to be about 700,000 gold coins......"

King Romon was even more displeased, if it weren't for the special status of a magician, he would have turned his face a long time ago. He snorted coldly and said, "We can afford this amount of money in the Layton Kingdom! You can do it now, you can buy whatever you want, how much it will cost, as long as it can be decorated exactly like the paradise in front of you! As long as it can satisfy my Ikrêl, I will donate another 100,000 gold coins to the Wisdom Eye Sect afterwards!"

The face of the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom of Leighton changed several times, and he finally mustered up the courage and whispered in King Romon's ear: "Your Majesty, this is one-fifth of the property of the kingdom's treasury, you have to think twice......"

The old king replied coldly: "If you can exchange gold coins for such a piece of paradise on earth, it will be worth it." Behind me, my children and grandchildren will be able to enjoy it as well!"

Ikraire gently pulled the sleeve of Romon and said timidly, "Your Majesty, it seems to be ...... It's like the money is being spent too much. Let's not remodel the whole mountain, you're glad that your Ikrair has such a big piece of land. ”

The old king laughed and said, "My baby, this money is a big deal in other countries of the Holy Alliance, but our Leighton Kingdom is rich and strong, and this money has not been put in my eyes! It's going to please you now, hahahaha!"

A week later, the hill in the palace was truly an oasis in the middle of the snow.

Sitting on the grass, Ikrair sighed softly and retracted her thoughts. Rogge appeared in her mind again. She had a vague feeling that this paradise was more or less a little compensation from the gods, although it was not the main goal of his plan.

The huge cost of building this magic array, after going through many complicated links, will mostly flow into Rogge's pocket. After all, the most important and expensive rare magic crystals in the magic array are only available in the Oracle City. These rare magic crystals have always been priceless, and some people have few people, and there are few people who use them, so it is possible to open as much as you want.

Rogge sold a batch of magic crystals to several large chambers of commerce in the Leighton Kingdom at a very high price, of course, these chambers of commerce were willing to buy this batch of magic crystals because the magicians of the Eye of Wisdom would buy them at a higher price. As for the difference in the price of tens of thousands of gold coins, Rogge knew that this was the price that had to be paid. Behind these chambers of commerce are the wealthy nobles of the Leighton Kingdom, and the real boss behind two of them is Marshal Alams, who is in charge of the military. With these costs, no one will ever come to see if the money is well spent.

Ikrair has no concept of money at all, but she also knows that it's a lot of money. It's just that God has made the adults ask for so much money for something, it's not for her to know, and she doesn't care about that.

Her thoughts were drawn back to the sound of hurried footsteps, anxious and panicked.

Ikrel turned her head to see a well-dressed and handsome young man walking swiftly and sneakily towards her. Seeing Ikrel, he showed a look of ecstasy and rushed over.

Ikrair stood up and just called out, "Sensi-sama ......" and was held tightly in his arms.

Looking at Ikrel's little face close at hand, Sensi was so excited that he said incoherently: "It's not a dream...... Great... You're here, tell me it's all true!"

This young Viscount Sensi was no ordinary nobleman. He is the nephew of the King of the Kingdom of Rivi and the Ambassador Plenipotentiary of the Kingdom of Rivi to the Kingdom of Leighton. Ever since he met Ikrair at the court ball in the kingdom of Leighton, he had felt that he had fallen in love with the elf. With his transcendent status as an ambassador of the Kingdom of Rivi, he can often go in and out of the palace of Layton. He always took every opportunity to approach Ikreel quietly, knew everything about her, and tried to impress her a little.

Among the noble youths of the Holy Alliance, Sensi is outstanding in all aspects. After some time, his efforts finally paid off. Ikrair had noticed him, but his attitude towards him was always intentional or unintentional, and he was distressed.

Finally, at a dance party a week ago, Sensi seized the brief opportunity to dance with Ikreel and quietly poured out his love.

After hearing this, Ikrel's face was still elegant and polite, and she only said lightly, very lightly, "Every afternoon, I will be alone in the 'Promised Land' for a while. ”

The ecstatic Sensi couldn't believe his ears, this was simply too obvious a hint! To be able to maintain the quiet finish of this dance has exhausted Senxi's lifelong cultivation efforts.

For the extremely powerful Viscount Sensi, crossing the Layton Palace was only a small problem. Now, he was finally able to spend a short time alone with Ikreel.

After hugging Ikreel for a long time, Sensi still couldn't believe it was true.

Ikrel smiled slightly, and said softly, "Are you stupid......?" her little mouth had been gagged by Sensi.

The kiss was frenetic and short-lived.

Ikrair gasped sharply and said to Sensi, who was kissing and touching her wildly, "I like you to be a little rougher......"

A gentle sentence completely ignited the blood in Sensi's whole body. He grabbed the elf's shirt and tore Ikrel's shirt open with a snort.

Ikrel blushed and groaned, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes slightly......

Sensi lowered his head, and was about to enjoy the delicious food that heaven had fallen, when Ikreel, who was in his arms, let out a clear, mournful cry:

"Help me!"

Viscount Sensi was completely frozen as if he had been poured a basin of ice water head-on in the coldest winter!

A cacophony of human voices rang out in the palace, and it quickly approached this way.

Sensi stared blankly at Ikrell, at the tears that were rolling down her cheeks at the moment.

Just as he had been when he had been alone with Ikrair, he still couldn't believe that it was all true.

Ikrair sighed softly and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I'm sorry......"

"Bold!" roared King Romon in a hurry.

Sensi reacted and realized that something was wrong, and King Romon's doting on Ikrel was already well-known in the Holy Alliance. He hurriedly let go of Ikreel, fell to his knees, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty! This is none of my business! It's her!

But at this moment, Ikrel sat on the ground, and was weeping. Her pity made everyone's hearts ache. But seeing her torn clothes and her crystal condensed skin blue and purple, who would believe that she would seduce Viscount Sensi?

"Shut up!" the old king was furious, and he drew a sword from one of his attendants, and was about to slash at Sensi.

Ikrair jumped up and exclaimed, "Your Majesty!

At this moment, she is the only one who can call King Romon. The old king's face turned pale, and he turned his head and asked, "Baby, why don't you let me kill him?

Sensi looked at Ikrel with mixed feelings, surprised and delighted.

Ikrair said timidly, "Your Majesty, he is the nephew of the King of the Kingdom of Rivi! I don't want to trouble Your Majesty because of me...... That's all for today......" She couldn't stop sobbing again.

Sensi's heart was completely cold from the inside out.

The old king roared suddenly: "The end of insulting my love is death! Today is the king of Levi is here, and I will kill him! I have never been afraid of anyone in my life!"

Before he could finish speaking, King Romon had already stabbed his sword into the chest of Viscount Sensi.

The old king snorted, still looking at Sensi's corpse with hatred, and roared at his personal entourage: "These arrogant pigs of the Rivi Kingdom actually dare to bully me! Go and gather the ministers for me!Declare war on the kingdom of Rivi!"

After two days of sleepless running, the envoys of the Leighton Kingdom finally arrived in the Duchy of Are. King Romon asked the Duchy of Arei to send troops to conquer the Kingdom of Rivi, the reason, of course, it would not be that the nephew of the King of Rivi insulted Ikreel, but that it was to retaliate against the interference of the Kingdom of Rivi in the annexation of the three principalities of the Highlands by the two countries.

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