Receiving the emperor of a neighboring country was a very troublesome affair.

Even if the wizarding emperor doesn't care about red tape, there are some things that must be followed.

It is also rare for Sander to wear the full costume of the Emperor of the Eternal Night, wearing a variety of jewels, most importantly a golden crown encrusted with rubies. Holds a ruby gold scepter with a fist set at the top.

The gold represents the majesty of the Eternal Night Royalty, and the ruby represents the Red Sea Tree.

It is the responsibility of the eternal night and the pride of the eternal night.

Sander looked at himself in the mirror, even though he clearly knew that he was just a temporary puppet, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride.

"Someday, I will be able to give this scepter real power!"

Now that he thinks about it, Saul's plan, while risky, is a real solution to his awkward situation.

Otherwise, even if he regains power with the help of his heirs, the essence is still just a mobile blood bank. Eternal Night and the Inquisition don't really take him seriously.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty the Black Flame Emperor has gone to the Eternal Night Star Palace." Tall and mighty guards bowed beside him.

Sander, who had been emperor for a few years, naturally knew what a guard meant.

"Let's go."

Xander took one last look in the mirror, then walked out of the lounge with his scepter in hand and his head held high.

Walking through a long corridor, Xander made his way to the parlor where he met with the Black Flame Emperor.

The entire hall is resplendent and luxurious, from the roof to the carpet.

But Sander knew that when the Emperor of the Black Flame Empire left, the place would return to its original spacious, but empty-hand appearance.

As soon as Sander had taken his seat in the middle of the throne, as instructed by his attendant, he saw the double doors on the side being pushed open.

However, contrary to Sander's expectations, the person who pushed the door turned out to be the Black Flame Emperor himself, the Wizard of Aelo!

Unlike Sander, who was dressed in luxury, Emperor Ayroh on the opposite side only wore a simple black dress with dark flowers.

Even the crown on his head is strange, like a wreath made of a circle of thorns.

It's just that this garland is much more hideous than the garland made of flowers.

It doesn't seem to care about comfort at all, if it is worn by ordinary people, the thorns in the crown will probably be pierced into the flesh!

However, compared with the simple attire of the Black Flame Emperor, the other party's demeanor had a condescending sense of scrutiny.

He looked up at Sander, there was no emotion in his eyes, but his gaze pierced Sander's skin like a sharp arrow.

Sander was obviously sitting on a high throne, but at this time he had a feeling of being looked down upon by the other party.

The Black Flame Emperor was followed by only one attendant.

The attendant was also dressed in black, without any ornaments on his body, and looked thin and small, not as tall as Sandgaard. The other party kept his head down, very inconspicuous.

But Sander had been deliberately reminded a long time ago.

This inconspicuous servant with no sense of existence was actually a third-order wizard.

Seeing the Black Flame Emperor approaching, Sander stood up from his seat.

At the prompting of their attendants, the two emperors greeted each other. The attendants on both sides also saluted each other's emperors.

The third-order "attendant" brought over by the Black Flame Emperor saluted Sang De without any temper.

This made Sander feel a little satisfied.

It's just that the proud balloon in his heart hasn't taken off yet, and it was punctured by the next sentence of the Black Flame Emperor.

"Well, I've met your emperor now. Take me to Flim. Don't tell me he doesn't have time right now. Then I'll go to the Lost Cloister to find him myself! ”

The attendant behind Sander immediately smiled and responded, "Lord Flim is also waiting for you. We've got the passage ready for you. ”

The Black Flame Emperor nodded his head and looked back at the attendants behind him, "Let's go." ”

After the simplest greeting gift, Sander was completely ignored!

"Wait a minute!" Xander suddenly said in a loud voice.

After the balloon that was proud of him just now was punctured, it fell down and turned into fragments, exhaling in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Before the Black Flame Emperor left, Sand finally shouted.

Black Flame Emperor Airo finally took a second look at Sander, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Facing a fourth-order wizard, Sander plucked up his courage, "The two countries have not exchanged greeting gifts yet. ”

Iroh waved his hand, "Don't be so troublesome, just get your mind." ”

But what do you have in mind?

Sander resisted the urge to complain and continued to say quickly: "I ask for an exchange of gifts, and I also ask the Black Flame Emperor to abide by the agreement between the two countries, especially the agreement with Eternal Night III!" ”

Iroh didn't want to talk to Sander at all, but when he heard the other party mention Eternal Night III, he finally remembered that he had a promise.

"Okay. Since you want to ......" Iroh raised his hand and broke a golden thorn from the crown of thorns, but the length of his little finger looked like it could be exchanged for a little money.

He threw the golden thorn in his hand casually and landed in the palm of Tander's hand impartially.

"Okay, just put your gift on my airship, and I'll take it with me when I leave." After saying that, the Emperor of Black Flame left the Eternal Night Palace without looking back.

With the departure of the Black Flame Emperor, the other people in the Eternal Night Palace gradually followed suit, or went to deal with other matters.

In the end, Sander was the only one left, sitting alone on the high throne.

He looked at the empty palace in front of him, and clutched the golden thorn in his hand tightly until his palm was pierced with blood.

After a few moments, he walked alone back to the small living room in the corner of the palace.

He took off the ornate decorations on his body, wiped the lead powder off his face, threw away the crown and scepter, and only held the golden thorn that the Black Flame Emperor threw at him as a gift in his hand.

Only when the anger in his heart had subsided a little did Sander shake the golden bell beside the bed.

After a few moments, there was a knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, what do you command?"

"Bring in Wizard Thor!"

“…… Your Majesty, Wizard Thor may now join Wizard Alfonso to greet the Black Flame Emperor. I'm afraid I don't have time to come over now. ”

"Whoa!" In the room, Sander swept all the ornaments on the table to the floor.

But contrary to this rude gesture, his expression was unusually calm.

No one spoke outside the door.

After another moment, Sander said, "Then wait until Wizard Thor is not busy, and then invite him over." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Stand down." Sander said weakly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The footsteps faded away.

Xander sat on his large soft bed, following Thor's example, and played with the golden thorn that the Black Flame Emperor had given him.

Although his previous anger was more or less playful, when he saw everyone leave, leaving only an empty palace for himself, even if he had been mentally prepared, Sander still felt irrepressibly angry, as well as an extreme desire for power and power!

While Sander tastes humiliation alone, Thor is somewhat reluctantly taken by Alfonso to meet the Emperor of Black Flame.

"Let me do what?" Thor asked Alfonso in a low voice, "My experiment has reached a critical juncture. ”

(End of chapter)