In the good mood for dinner, Siegel continued to study spells in his study in the evening. Try to unlock the secrets of legendary spells with the only information you have. By the light of the candle, he examined his spell book over and over again, tirelessly dismantling the structure of the spells, finding the most secret connections and constructions in order to capture the essence of magic.

His study was often lit with scrolls and letters, so the windows were seldom opened during the day, and the servants here were told not to come to the study without instructions, so the air in the room was a little stuffy. Siegel walked to the window and opened the heavy lock, the crisp night breeze that blew in his face made him feel better.

Through the courtyard of the Star Castle, he could see that there were still many rooms in the main castle that were lit, and it seemed that His Majesty had not rested. Evan has also been busy lately, and he complained a few days ago that he had called Siegel as a helper, but his workload has not dropped at all. The recent succession of events, from the Orthodox Church and the Doomsday Prophecy to the situation in the New World, is a challenge for the new king. And the conflict between the Mage Guild and the Federation, Liele and Siegel is enough for Evan to bear. They are all powerful forces, and they cannot be dealt with by a few simple dukedoms. He's a king, which means more responsibility, burden, and pressure, meaning he can't do whatever he wants, like Siegel.

There is no doubt that the Star Royal Family can't get rid of the influence of the school city now, and even many lords don't want to get rid of the school city at all. Having an advisor to help with daily chores can greatly reduce the stress of the job, and the school advisors have always done a great job in this regard. Isn't that true of Siegel himself? He needs to study magic, so he needs a small council to help him. For the nobles of the Starry Kingdom. School City Advisors are a very handy tool. The work of the industry for a long time. There has never been a case of an advisor betraying a liege. Even the most recent apocalyptic prophecy was not a lie, and if the news had come from the Academy's advisors, they had not deceived or betrayed.

However, the Academy's advisors were able to act in unison, and this did require the attention of the royal family. They established lord-level communications through carrier pigeons, ravens, and other means, and even the king's orders to them needed to be used to ensure the quickest possible arrival. Many of the Academy's advisors are also experts at raising animals and writing ciphertexts, and in some way they have mastered the exchange of information, even more so than the Intelligence Director Wiki.

If the situation in this regard cannot be reversed. So whether the king's orders can be obtained accurately and timely by the lords is not up to the king. I don't know if the wiki has any thoughts and plans for this, maybe it's time to remind him.

Siegel suddenly discovers that the school city has already taken root in the Kingdom of Stars, and he is fighting against a deep-rooted system. Within this system, unless His Majesty Evan decides to do everything over again, a new lord who rises like an upstart is simply not capable of making radical changes.

Of course, this sentence is not absolute. Goblin technology is the way to go, and their communication system is not necessarily inferior to the mage's crystal ball detection skills. Even if they didn't have the legal system to make hand-held communication devices, the telegraph system they had eliminated would be better than pigeons. Come to think of it. Siegel immediately sat down, trying to remember what he had read. But after only a while, I felt confused. I yawned several times in a row.

It seems that thinking about legendary spells lately is too energy-intensive, and his mind is not without limits. The room had been replaced by crisp air, and Siegel snapped his finger at the window and closed it himself. He stretched hard, regardless of whether Evan on the other side of the courtyard slept or not, he himself was going to rest.

His plans were interrupted by a light knock on the door, and the voice of the orc hummed came: "My lord, someone has seen you, he has put on makeup, but he just won't give his name. ”

As soon as Siegel heard it, he knew that this person was known. What is the use of ordinary makeup, the nose of a half-orc is able to discover the truth. However, for professional spies, such as Wiki or Janet in the past, they naturally have a way of fooling the sensitive sense of smell. It seems that this person does not have that kind of skill, has he done his best or is he deliberately hiding his strength?

"Let him in. With a wave of his hand, Siegel closed all the scrolls on the table, and the books and letters were automatically put into place.

The visitor was a sturdy man, with fresh mud standing on his boots, though the tattered appearance did not look like they had just been made. He was dressed in the thick waterproof canvas that sergeants usually used to, and there were several historical patches on the rough tawny material. His face was obscured by a hooded cloak, and all his skin was hidden under the cloth.

"You look so depressed, Salk. Siegel scratched his face, and then said, "Do you have no pay to work in the palace, and do you have to work as an errand boy in the guard to earn money?"

"How do you see that?" Salk said in an eeriely low tone. He quickly came to his senses and returned to his normal voice: "You are an archmage and have your own means, I can only express my admiration and admiration." But I feel like the guards at your door recognize who I am. Is there such a big gap between my disguise skills and the wiki?"

"Yes, Lord Steward, you're not a professional after all. Siegel gestured to his chair, then said, "Salk, I'm sure you're not here to discuss camouflage. ”

"Yes, Lord Marquis, I am your friend, we have to talk alone, I need your help. ”

"It seems that the matter is urgent, and you are all interested in holding a masquerade ball in your own jurisdiction. Siegel nodded to Hum and ordered, "Stand down, don't let anyone else get close." When the door closed and the two of them were left in the room, Salk let out a sigh of relief, walked to the wine cabinet himself, and opened the door with trembling hands.

Something scared him, and those trembling hands couldn't even uncork the bottle. "If you want something to drink, I'll help you. Salk, you're still safe here, calm down first, so you can have a good conversation. ”

"I'm sorry, Marquis, for making you laugh. The flesh at the corner of Salk's mouth twitched twice, and then he said, "I'm sorry for you, just any red wine, sweet, not strong, my throat is like smoke." ”

Siegel shook his fingers, and the invisible servant took over the job and delivered the drink to Salk. He gripped the glass so hard that he swallowed it so hard that he almost choked on himself. Then the steward said, "Lord Marquis, I have heard the news that someone wants to kill me. ”

"You?" Siegel was stunned for a moment: "You don't go to the palace guards for this matter, but come to me?

"No, let me start all over again, I was a little flustered and didn't make it clear. Salk wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Someone is planning to assassinate me." Other targets may be the king and you, but one is protected by loyal guards, and the other is an archmage himself, so they certainly won't succeed. It's just me, poor me, who doesn't have the ability to protect myself. If there is such a thing, no one will be able to take care of me at that time, and I will die. ”

Assassination in the palace, such a mindless thing...... Siegel shook his head, still deciding to listen first. "Where did you get the news and when do they plan to do it?"

"I was walking inside the castle and overheard it. Salk replied, "It's not very real and clear, but I did not lie." They said to make sure everything went according to plan, and I was in danger of interfering with the plan, so it had to be eliminated. I don't know what their plans are, and I'm at a loss as to why I can interfere with them. ”

"Could it be that he is deliberately scaring you?" Siegel wondered.

"Is that what you think?" Salk looked surprised, and then his eyes fluttered back and forth, a little panicked. He then stood up, put the cup on the table, and said, "Lord Marquis, I ask you only one thing, please let me stay by your side, and if anything really happens, please pop me away." My life is in your hands!"

Siegel stared at him and nodded. Salk turned and walked away, but when he reached the door, his hand had already touched the doorknob, and he turned back again. "My lord, if I leave like this, won't you help me?"

"Maybe. You're the Steward, how can you really stay by my side all the time?" Siegel shrugged, "I don't understand what you're doing. Yi Rong ran over and suddenly said that he was going to be assassinated, and His Majesty could also be the target. Even to some extent, they hate you more than they do for His Majesty. I rarely rely on a word or two from someone else to decide something, so I only let the bad guys hurt you if you can when you visit me and something happens, but that's about it. ”

"You are an honest man, I can tell from your words that this is a rare quality, which is already rare in the royal capital. Salkson opened the doorknob and walked back: "Lord Marquis, you are not suitable to stay in the royal city, if you have the opportunity, you should go." ”

Siegel thinks the same thing, but there's no need to share it with Salk. "I'm better at resisting assassination than you, so I'm better suited to stay here than you in this regard, right?"

"You have never figured out who the enemies of the country are and who your opponents are. Salk said: "Of course, I believe in your magic strength very much, whether it is a magic ship or a long-lasting magic array across continents, it is something that I can't understand but feels very magical, it is a miracle." That's why I believe that you have the ability to survive assassinations and conspiracies again and again, but there is always a limit to human power, and even you have things that you can't see, hear, or prevent. In this regard, I am worried about you. ”

Siegel frowned, why did the topic come to him again? What the hell is the palace manager doing, and how many dumb riddles are implied in his words? This is also the reason why Siegel does not like to be a military adviser and attend the royal council. I obviously want to say something, but I just use all kinds of metaphors, dark comparisons, and historical allusions to communicate, just like using ciphertext for no reason.

"Stop playing the game, I don't understand it anymore. Siegel said: "If you have anything you want to say, just say it, if you want it, just mention it, and guess that you are the one who is unlucky in the end." (To be continued.) )