Fili and Danica led the scholars into a conference room at the town hall, where Lydia had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Axey is not in good health." Lydia stood up to greet her, "I apologize for Fili and Danica to receive a few people, please forgive me." ”

Seeing Lydia again, the scholars' faces obviously changed even more. The scholar Cylo even bowed to Lydia and expressed his gratitude for the construction of his wife's memorial.

Lydia hurriedly shook her hand, "I'm just a martial artist, and I just gave them an idea. In the end, he still determined the location of all the memorials and monuments, and wrote most of the memorial texts himself. ”

Sailo thanked him again and again, "The non-smiling you mentioned, could it be the legendary Lord of the Red Pavilion?" ”

Lydia beckoned everyone to take their seats, "I'm sorry, he has a strange temper, as if no one has ever seen him smile, so we call him not smiling." ”

The scholars sat down with an embarrassed smile, not daring to say more.

At this moment, a black dog calmly ran past them, but the officials and guards ignored the black dog, and just let it swagger into the conference room, jumped into the main seat, and sat down calmly beside Lydia.

Why did a black dog sit in the main seat?

Even if it's Lydia's pet, it's sitting on Lydia's second seat at most.

Being watched by so many scholars with strange eyes, Lydia couldn't help coughing, "In front of so many people, please change to a normal shape." ”

The black dog glanced at her, and then thick black smoke came out of her body. Just a few seconds later, the black smoke cleared, and a man in a pitch-black cloak with a blank face was already sitting there.

Among the scholars, there are also magisters who are proficient in soul arts, and they can't help but gasp when they see this. They knew that the Transfiguration Soul Technique was extremely difficult to complete, and there were very few masters in this world who could do it. This time, I was able to see the Transfiguration Soul Technique with my own eyes, which was an eye-opener.

However, although Buxiao turned into a human form, he always sat next to Lydia with an indifferent expression, as if she was a wood sculpture, and the atmosphere of the scene fell to freezing point for a while. Lydia was helpless and couldn't help poking his arm, "Please, say something." ”

Bu smiled and said lightly, "You are all wise men, there is no need to say more. ”

Scholar Bataan stood up and saluted him, "The Red Pavilion's way of governing the world is far superior to that of the Wild Sand Empire. I admire it, but it's a pity that I, as an old minister of the Empire, can't walk with you, it's a pity. ”

Bu smiled and said calmly: "Loyalty is a virtue, but it must not be abused. ”

Scholar Bataan frowned and said, "How can we say that we are loyal to the country? ”

Don't smile and ask: "What is a country?" ”

The scholar Bataan exclaimed, "The bloodline of the Wild Sand Empire has been passed down for two hundred years, and this represents the country. ”

He didn't smile and asked, "What about two hundred years ago?" ”

The scholar Bataan was speechless for a moment.

Two hundred years ago, this continent was full of warlords and wars. One of the leaders had united the tribes of the Wild Sands, intending to march north to fight some of the tribes of the current Darksteel Empire.

Unexpectedly, this leader died of an illness inexplicably, and then passed on to his younger brother - this is the source of the bloodline of the Wild Sand Emperor's family.

It's just that the disease is too weird, and there are many clues to this incident. In addition, the previous Emperors of the Wild Sand were secretive about this matter, so many people speculated that it was the younger brother who secretly poisoned the elder brother and stole the power of the tribal alliance.

So in the next two hundred years of ups and downs, the major tribes began to break away from the Wild Sand Empire one after another. And the mad tsar royal family never dared to announce the truth of the year, and gradually confirmed the rumors that the first emperor was "not in the right place".

Unsmiling gaze swept over the scholars, "If the root of the bloodline is just a liar, can this bloodline still represent the country?" ”

The scholar Befort interjected, "Of course, you have some truth in what you say, but what country in this world has not won its territory by intrigue and war?" ”

The question was so poignant that he had to take a deep breath without smiling - under Lydia's influence, he would occasionally make some tirades. It's just that he doesn't know why, but he always has to take a deep breath every time and say it all in one go.

Lydia even secretly wondered if she didn't know that she didn't know that she could breathe between words.

"That's a good question." He looked at them without a smile, "It's just that have you ever thought about who should own the territory you won?" ”

"Naturally, it's a royal ......," the scholar Befort had just spoken, and found himself falling into the big pit that he had just dug without laughing. Obviously, I have already mentioned the 10,000-year-old scar of the Wild Sand Empire just now: "It is not right to win the country", and now it is not a contradiction to say that the territory belongs to the royal family.

Scholar Bataan pondered for a long time, "The Lord of the Red Pavilion is quick-witted, then I would like to ask you: if the Wild Sand Empire does not belong to the imperial power, then who should it belong to?" ”

"Before I met the princess, I was also confused by the imperial power." The voice that doesn't laugh is emotionless, but it seems to knock on everyone's heart, "Imperial power...... It's like the stinky ditch you see when you go out every day, and after looking at it for a long time, you feel like it's supposed to be there. ”

He stood up and looked out the window at the toiling people, "The country is not a royal country, but a people's country. The people have built the country through production, and the state should protect all the people, and this is what the country should be. ”

The scholars suddenly felt that the mouth was suddenly opened, and some people remembered the text written by Aksai before the expedition, and muttered silently: "The world is not the world of one person, but the world of the world."

Bu smiled and took out a luxurious wine glass used by the royal family and put it in front of the scholars, "The mad Tsar royal family is at peace with the demons, addicted to wine, and the heavy punishment has caused the people to live in poverty." When they drank wine in golden cups studded with soul diamonds, while the toiling people starved, the nation was already dead. ”

At this time, the attendants on both sides took a scroll the size of a wall and hung it aside and slowly unfolded it.

"This is the territory of a new country." Bu smiled and pointed to the wild sand landscape depicted on the scroll, "A new country will be born in this desert, no one will be starved to death, and there will no longer be powerful people covering the sky with their hands." When a hundred wastes are waiting to be rebuilt, are you willing to give your wisdom for the people of the world? ”

……

That night, Lydia couldn't resist having a few more drinks.

When Hei Ningxue found her, she was sitting by the gate of the barracks, blowing a cold wind.

"You really have to thank that there are fewer viruses in this world, otherwise you would have died of illness a long time ago." Hei Ningxue took out a cloak and put it on her, "You look like you're out of love?" ”

Lydia glared at her, "Do you think you have a chance?" ”

Hei Ningxue smiled, "I'm not unclear about the thoughts of adults who don't laugh." It's just that I just froze you to death, and I can't bear it. ”

Lydia wrapped her cloak and suddenly said thoughtlessly, "I really didn't expect that guy to be so eloquent." ”

"There are always some changes in men before and after marriage." Hei Ningxue laughed, "Do you think that in the past, only you could understand his intentions, but now you have lost your role?" ”

Lydia glanced at her with disgust, "Am I such a jealous person?" ”

"And what are you worried about?" Black snow blinked.

Lydia looked at the endless night, "Those old ministers of the ruined capital...... They won't be at peace. ”

Hei Ningxue sneered, "My Great Princess, you have confronted so many enemies on the battlefield, and you have never been afraid of the scene of swords and swords and bloody flesh and blood, how did you defeat the ruined capital, but you were afraid of those civil officials?" ”

There was indescribable fear in Lydia's eyes, "The enemies on the battlefield are slashing at you with visible knives and guns, but the weapons they use are ...... I can't see ......."

Hei Ningxue gently shook Lydia's hand, only to find that her palms were really trembling slightly.

"I ...... I don't understand......" Lydia stretched out her hands to the black snow like a drowning man, "tomorrow they will call those old ministers for a meeting, but I don't understand why he wants me to join in...... I'm just a ...... Knight ......"

Hei Ningxue stroked her back, "Do you want to hear my opinion?" ”

Lydia nodded cautiously.

"If it were me, I would have you with me." Hei Ningxue smiled flatly.

Lydia's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Let's go back and see what you've done." A spark popped out of Black Snow's fingertips, illuminating Lydia's surroundings, "Do you know what a miracle is? ”

Black Snow led Lydia to her feet: "A gang of desert outcasts who are no different from bandits, a rabble gathered together by believing in a treasure that does not exist, various tribes, mercenaries, and an incompetent saint and a hidden traitor. That's what you get. ”

Lydia tried to retort, but felt as if she hadn't said anything wrong.

Hei Ningxue continued, "As much as I love and don't laugh at him, he's not perfect—strictly speaking, what a terrible guy he is, if you put aside his amazing intelligence and transcendent soul skills: conceited, cold, and arrogant. ”

Lydia pouted: "It's still good not to laugh......"

Hei Ningxue snorted with a smile, "If he is really so powerful, why can't he even take the leadership of the Red Pavilion before he meets you?" ”

Before Lydia could defend herself, Hei Ningxue had already announced the answer: "Because he lacks the necessary conditions to be a leader: he doesn't understand human nature." And you, just make up for what he needs most. ”

Lydia's face flushed, "How can I be that important?" ”

The two of them walked slowly through the barracks, looking at the Red Pavilion that was now strong and strong, Hei Ningxue said, "I have learned about the prototype of this army, which is the civilians of Ice Wolf Castle who admire the 'Princess of Gunfire', the army of dwarven craftsmen, and the barbarian tribe of Mira. What would it be like without you? ”

Hei Ningxue suddenly laughed evilly, "First of all, the civilians of Ice Wolf Castle will not leave their homeland with a person like Lord Buxiao, it is already very good that the dwarven craftsmen are willing to come over a hundred people, as for Mira's barbarian tribe - if it weren't for you, I'm afraid they would have been killed all by Buxiao." ”

Thinking of the way she didn't laugh at the three evil barbarian leaders, Lydia couldn't help but shudder.

"But it's good that he's a smart enough man here." Hei Ningxue sighed, "He's too smart, so he knows very well what he's not good at, and leaves these things to people who are good at it." ”

Lydia frowned, "Strictly speaking, I only seem to be good at riding chocobos. ”

"Don't underestimate yourself." Hei Ning Xue said, "Do you think it's a love brain to not laugh?" ”

It must have been the funniest joke Lydia had ever heard since she crossed over.

"I suspect this guy doesn't know what love is." Lydia complained helplessly.

Hei Ningxue smiled meaningfully, "Then have you noticed that there are many times when he will obey you, and even trust your ideas unconditionally—no matter how many people don't understand your thoughts." ”

Lydia was stunned.

In fact, this situation is very common, and even the Red Pavilion's legal code has many articles that ordinary people do not understand. Without laughing and not bothering to explain this, people privately call these "princess clauses".

"You can not believe me, but you should believe him." Hei Ningxue walked back to the barracks with Lydia, "He can't be mistaken, and only you can help him at tomorrow's council." ”