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In the 34th year of the A.D. calendar, at the end of the reign of Tormund I, he built this semi-pyramidal palace surrounded by six-sided walls, modeled after the imperial palace of the triumphal capital of the ancient empire. Later, at least six supreme kings expanded or repaired it, under the hands of countless skilled craftsmen, the palace and walls were mottled with classical colors, the layout of the palace was majestic and majestic, and more than 600 years of time to wash, but also made the Fuxing Palace full of vicissitudes.

On the top of the 225 steps, there is the Hall of the Stars supported by 24 huge columns, which is large and wide, specially used to hold the national conference, the northern part of the hall in the open air, condescendingly facing the Xingju Square outside the palace wall, the largest commercial square in the central area, the south side is the convening room of the imperial council, and in the middle is the large meeting hall, which can accommodate a large number of nobles to gather here.

At this time, in the imperial conference room, on both sides of the table, there were two people sitting, and under the two lights that were not extinguished, the atmosphere was quiet and heavy.

The sturdy Kessel V, the thirty-ninth supreme king of the stars, put down the letter report in his hand and looked up at the dusty nobleman opposite.

Forty-nine-year-old Val Arend, Lord of the Kingdom's Coldcastle and Duke of the Guardian of the North, squinted his eyes and looked back at his lord.

As one of the six great families of the kingdom, Vaal appears less "extravagant", thanks in large part to the scar that extends from his chest to his chin. He had shaved his hair so neatly that it was almost impossible to see his brown and black hair.

Vaal has a different appearance than the usual Star People. His eyes were dark and sharp, the bridge of his nose was high and his lips were prominent, the stubble on his chin was dense, his whole person looked angular, and the chain armor on his body still carried the chill of the north, and from time to time melted frost water.

And on his chest and shoulder, the emblem of the eagle on a white background, the head of the six great families that have guarded the Northlands since the ancient empire, the Aarend family, comes to life, and its mouth is covered with snow branches, and it spreads its claws majestically towards Kessel.

Duke Val Arend, the "Iron Eagle", is more like a warrior fighting on the front lines than a pampered lord.

"What an impressive forty-eighth birthday present, Duke Arend. Kessel said coldly.

"So what?" said Val, looking up at his king with angry eyes, "Are you going to kill me here to hold me accountable?"

"His Majesty Kessel without an heir?"

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Mind reading?

Unbelievable, Tails could even hear his own heart beating irregularly.

Looking at Morat's gloomy eyes, he thought bitterly: Then what else can I hide?

"Don't be too surprised, little sir," Morat gently stroked the inconspicuous black wooden cane in his hand, which was the same as his face: "You know, I have seen too much of your expression. ”

"From the criminals," Morat bared his broken teeth and laughed horribly, "to the king." ”

"Hahaha......" Morat chuckled darkly.

Facing such people...... Such a terrible person......

Ha ha......

Tails' mind was completely out of order.

I'm just going to ......

That's at this time!

"Calm down. ”

A voice came from the ear.

"He's been lying all along. ”

Tails was taken aback!

He slapped the banquet table - the sudden immature voice made his heart tremble.

Morat laughed and looked at him strangely.

"Don't be reckless, now you can only hear the sound of the even. ”

Tails desperately grabbed a corner of the banquet table and stared at Morat, duly turning his surprise at the voice into horror at Morat's mind-reading.

"He doesn't bother to read!" said the immature Lolita in her ear.

Can't read minds?

But he can tell if there is a lie. A mysterious voice said.

Tails pressed down on his disrupted state of mind and closed his eyes tightly.

A memory comes back.

"The research object of psychology focuses on the behavior and psychology of individuals, while the research object of ours is biased towards the behavior and psychology of the group, and there is a wide difference between the two. An old professor smoked a pipe, spit out a puff of cigarette, smiled at Wu Yuren, who was flipping through the first draft of the paper in annoyance, and said slowly:

"But there is one thing in common. Human behavior and psychology have always been unpredictable and unpredictable, let alone the miracle of laws, and in the face of such a miracle, researchers must be humble. ”

"As you know, the attempt to encompass all human social phenomena with one or a few macro theories has long been criticized. ”

"Because there has never been a possibility to completely understand people's hearts. ”

The memories of his past life passed away like a tide, and he was subsumed into the sea of memories that he already had quite a scale.

Tails opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the Black Prophet who looked straight ahead, waiting for his answer.

The heat was almost over, Morat Hansen said silently, his eyes narrowed interestingly, and he looked at the little boy in front of him.

It's just that, looking at his appearance, is there really something terrible that is being hidden by yodel?

Morat clenched his crutches - good, just to see how many more lies he could tell.

Coming here today is not just to verify Yodel's words, but to find clues to the nascent magician.

Morat took a breath of sweet air, what a luxurious and rotten breath.

What's more...... Come and meet the future King of the Stars, and cultivate in his heart respect and reverence for the Kingdom Secret Branch.

and dependencies and ...... Submissive.

A "assertive" king like Kessel, one is enough.

The stars can only shine when they are in the dark.

Morat thought with satisfaction.

Next, I have to listen carefully to what the couple says. At this time, the loli voice in Tails' ear was whispering.

He didn't know what they had said. ”

"All he knows is what he says. ”

"Even I can't transmit the sound anymore, he Fei found out. ”

"Protect yourself, ally. ”

The familiar voice in his ear, which leaked seriously but made him feel a lot more at ease at this moment, never came again.

Tails took a breath again, at this time, although he still looked frightened on the surface, but in his heart, he had regained his arms.

It's just another game—he told himself.

His grey eyes expanded and contracted, eventually focusing on Morat in front of him.

The brain, once blocked and frozen by shock and fear, also turned in due course.

First, sort out the available intelligence.

Morat was lying—he calmly made up his mind after being reminded by the mysterious Lori voice.

One, I met the Magi.

Two, the magician spoke to me.

Three, the magician has found out, and I am the next magician.

The secret that Tails needs to hide is such a three-layer progressive message, and the problem is - these three layers of information, Yodel knows it!

If Yodel told Morat everything...... The "Black Prophet" will not be here at all, and what awaits me may be what Ashida calls the "legendary anti-demon army".

I shouldn't have doubted Yodel, from Red Square Street to Vineyard, he did everything he could to keep me safe, Tails told himself apologetically.

[He didn't know they had spoken] - the voice told himself: Morat didn't know that the Magi had spoken to Tails.

So-Morat, from the very beginning, only knew the first layer, and as for the rest, he was all lying, in the words of Tails!

And he was stupidly hooked, and his panicked performance was probably set up by him all the way to the second layer.

[He only knows what he says] - the voice also said: "Morat only knows what Morat himself has said.

The only thing that is certain in Morat's words is that Ashida has discovered a new magician!

But that's all, yodel should have only told him half of the third layer, he didn't know who the new mage was!

[He doesn't bother to read minds] - since Morat can't read minds, he is pretending to lie to me by pinching the bridge of his nose to use his ability!

The reason why he was able to swear to find the image of the Qi Demon Master from my "brain" - I was so stupid, looking at the way Ashida looked like he hadn't changed his outfit for hundreds of years, how could the secret department not know what he looked like?

As for the energy ball in Ashida's hand - it's the same thing, the air wall must be Ashida's famous signature skill!

He likes the habit of pinching human flesh balls - after the battle of Hongfang Street, the body that was pinched into balls must have been found!

And the pitch black of that night on Red Square Street - isn't that nonsense! Even a fifth-level security officer can say this during the investigation after the fact!

So, this guy's so-called mind-reading technique—Tails frowned, thinking hatefully—is all an illusion that Morat has decorated with known information to bluff me and force me into submission!

Let's confirm this.

"Lord Hansen," Tails said, looking up in horror and trembling slightly, "since—why do you want to ask me if you know how to read minds?"

"You just read my thoughts......"

"How dare you," Morat smiled slightly, holding his cane and bowing lightly: "The brain of the mind reader will be more or less damaged. ”

"And you, after all, are my future lord. ”

Then how dare you just now!?" Tails roared inwardly.

"However, if you want to save yourself trouble, I can only follow your wishes and go straight into your brain, and I will try not to hurt ......" Morat smiled undiminished as he held out his left hand to Tails.

"No, no, no, no!" Tails waved his hand in horror, "I'll tell you just right." ”

Looking at Tails' expression, Morat shook his head inwardly as if he were self-deprecating.

After all, it's just a seven-year-old.

"Yes. The Black Prophet lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Tails' heart was completely sure at this time.

Scare me!

Blull me again!

call_a_bluff！

With such good acting, why don't you go to the Temple of the Night!

But......

[But he can judge the existence of lies] - this is the only thing that makes Tails especially concerned.

A black technology human flesh polygraph with an unknown mechanism?

That is to say, in front of the Black Prophet, I can't fabricate it out of thin air, I can only cover up and conceal the real fatal key with "partial truth".

Partly true.

Tails lamented in his heart: Why didn't I go to journalism in the first place?