But this ambiguous attitude has already made Xia Lin see the decision in his heart, which can't help but make Xia Lin a little disappointed.

The so-called cyclical law of feudal dynasties is such a thing, if it cannot expand externally to acquire more land, produce more food to feed the people, and satisfy the desires of many nobles, then sooner or later there will be a flame of revolt in the round of land annexation, and eventually the whole country will be overturned.

If it weren't for the extraordinary power of this world, the Sassen Empire would have been destroyed in the midst of several large-scale upheavals in its thousand-year history.

Xia Lin believed that Emperor Plitt should have seen this and understood the meaning of his words, and if he wanted to break the strange spiral of this cycle of chaos, the only way to do it was to develop the productive forces and create a bigger cake.

It's just that he seems to have made the most unfavorable decision for the enlightened.

It seems that the new army must be made combat effective as soon as possible! Xia Lin, who was vigilant in his heart, thought silently.

"Your Excellency Xia Lin, please come with us!"

After being kicked out of the Winter Palace by Emperor Plit, under the leadership of Babbitt and Archmage Agnes, Xia Lin and them got into a carriage and traveled back to the center of the Longmian Palace, finally disembarking in front of a palace on the north side of the Longmian Palace.

In front of Xia Lin is an old palace that looks a little unremarkable, covering a small area, and white mottled traces can be seen everywhere on the tall eaves columns, making the original carved reliefs on it look a little scattered.

It looks like this palace has not been repaired for a long time, but there are a full thirty people stationed around, and the royal magic guards with more than three rings and hundreds of people wearing Mithril armor and a palace guard, which are extremely well guarded.

Babbitt and Archmage Agnes stepped forward to greet the mages and the captain of the palace guard and showed them two strange red and blue magic stones, and after their inspection, the three of them successfully entered the palace.

Inside the palace, there is no furniture to decorate, and the eye is empty.

Strangely enough, this palace did not have the tall windows and skylights that are common to other palaces, and the shimmering rune disks on the tall dome radiated a bright glow even during the day, illuminating the colorful frescoes painted on the hall and the surrounding walls, many of which had peeled off.

Xia Lin, who had seen the "Epic of the Sun King", quickly recognized that the content of these murals was the experience of the Sun King Albis, and in each mural, there was a golden dragon with a heroic and majestic figure.

From his own perception, Xia Lin found that there were fluctuations of magic traps almost everywhere in this palace, which he had discovered, and in some other places that seemed empty, there might be more advanced and more terrifying magic traps.

"This is the true location of the Dragon Sleeping Palace, as the name suggests, it is the resting place of the dragon, Master Xia Lin, Chief Babbitt Squire, please come with me!"

Arriving at the palace, Archmage Agnes, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke up and explained.

This sentence made Xia Lin understand the purpose of this palace, it was not built for the living to live in, but a place for the dead to be buried.

Suddenly, following Agnes's pace, the three of them made a fuss of the seemingly empty hall until they finally came to a mural.

It was the birth of Albis, the Sun King, a blonde woman dressed in white and holding a baby in her arms, lying weakly on her bed, an invisible being watching them from above in a thousand rays of light.

「********！ *******！」

Archmage Agnes said two words in a language with a unique tone, and with strong magical fluctuations, the mural slowly separated on the dividing line between the woman and the divine being, revealing a wide downward corridor.

The black walls on both sides of the corridor suddenly lit up with a silver glow, illuminating the steps downward.

"Come on! Here's where the royal treasury is!"

Archmage Agnes nodded at Xia Lin and walked down first, Chief Babbitt had obviously come here as well, and he didn't react much when he saw these sights

and soon followed in the footsteps of Archmage Agnes.

Xia Lin descended the stairs and soon realized that although the stone that formed the corridor seemed much darker and deeper than the walls of the R&D Center and the Karl Institute, this long corridor was also excavated by the power of magic.

So how long is this road? Xia Lin walked down one or two hundred steps, but still didn't find that the steps under his feet meant to end.

During this time, Archmage Agnes also said in the unknown language at the 120th and 240th steps that he did not know, and that it might be necessary to prevent the magic trap from being triggered.

In the end, when Xia Lin counted to three hundred and sixty-five steps, the three of them finally walked the entire corridor, which was at least fifty meters deep underground.

Looking back, the entrance to the cave has become a faint small point of light, which shows the scale of this road.

The great power displayed by this Yongdao suddenly made Xia Lin's heart full of shock.

Finally recovering from the shock, around the surroundings, Xia Lin saw a deep and huge underground space.

Ahead was a path also made of spells, and at the end it led to a gate, flanked by a deep void that could not be illuminated by the light of things like shimmering rune disks on both sides of the road, and it looked as if it was going straight into the center of the earth, with the same darkness overhead.

Unexpectedly, there was still a huge space under the imperial capital, and Xia Lin's heart was full of incredible feelings.

"Squire Babbitt!"

"Yes, I'm ready, Lord Agnes!"

In Xia Lin's shock, Archmage Agnes and Babbitt Squire had already arrived in front of the gate where the sun and the dragon's head were painted, and after a tacit and brief communication, the two of them put two magic stones into the dragon's head float's eye sockets at the same time.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the door opened.

Inside is a passage that seems to be wrapped in a huge amber, and the light source from nowhere makes the passage as bright as day.

On both sides and above and below the passage, inside the crystal yellow amber, there are countless long swords, spears, armor, scrolls, oil lamps, tables and chairs, cloaks, jewels, ornaments, ancient coins, dolls, and other things of different shapes but all of which look extremely fine.

"Master Xia Lin, please come with me!"

Archmage Agnes said as she looked back at Xia Lin with a shocked face.

Xia Lin hurriedly kept up with her pace, looking at all kinds of things on both sides, Xia Lin couldn't help but ask:

"Are these Archmages of Agnes all magical equipment?"

"Yes, the Sassen Empire has existed for thousands of years, and this royal treasury has also accumulated countless treasures, such as those long swords, all of which are low-level magic equipment, and these armors are too."

"What about the oil lamps and the tables and chairs?"

"The oil lamp is a strange thing called the sleeping lamp, and there is nothing unusual about it, except that it can keep the lamp oil gushing out and keep it burning.

The set of tables and chairs is also a curiosity, called the Table and Chair of the Feast, which can automatically generate a sumptuous feast, but the taste is not very suitable for the Sassens.

There are no treasures worth mentioning in the first half of this passage, and with my ability, I can take you deeper to pick up something more valuable, so please continue to come with me!"