"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. Siegel stretched out his hand, as if pulling open a curtain, directly tearing open the space and establishing a portal to the Magic Temple. "It doesn't take up much time - if all goes well. ”

With the exception of Evan, all the members of the Council stood up, "How did you do that? No magic is allowed in the palace!" they looked at Siegel with surprised expressions, a slight twitch on their brows.

"I'm a god of magic, and it's not hard to do all this. Siegel set his eyes on Vicky, the director of intelligence, "Why didn't Wiki tell you? It's a pity that the spies did the assassin's work and forgot to pass on the information. ”

"I've sent cats, but there are no assassins. Viki shook his head: "Lord Marquis must have misunderstood something. ”

"It's not impossible, but you can't convince me. After Siegel finished speaking, he ignored the wiki's explanation, and walked through the portal first. Evan straightened his clothes and walked in with his sword in his hand.

All but the priest and the knight were persuaded to leave. Still, there was a lingering smell in the Hall of Enlightenment. Sweat, mud, and human breath mingled, plus freshly lit incense. Evan wrinkled his nose and sneezed vigorously, "It's the first time I've smelled such a market in the temple, I really didn't expect it." Shouldn't the magic temple be particularly magical, mysterious, and gorgeous?"

"That's the Elven Academy of Art, not my magic temple. Siegel explained to Evan as he led the way, "My magic comes from the need to transform my life, and my greatest achievement is to gain energy and improve my craft. Why should magic be used as a poem for a few, if it can improve the lives of so many people? The smell here is a reminder of the true source of magic: not the whims of some great people, but the most basic needs of ordinary people. The need to survive, the need to live, the need to survive. ”

"Wow, that makes sense, and it sounds like that. If all gods weren't hypocrites, I would have believed in magical gods. ”

"I am the god of magic. Siegel said to Evan.

"Ha, that's not funny. I know you've specialized in the magic circles of the palace, so I'm not surprised that you can cast spells inside the palace. But to become a god? I wouldn't believe it unless you were a god and kept pretending to be a mortal under the identity of Siegel. He pondered for a moment, then said, "Do you want the Starry Royalty to cooperate with the Magic Temple? ”

"It's about cooperating, but it's not what you think. "The door of the temple opened automatically in front of Siegel, and behind the door was the prayer room, which was empty except for the basic symbols written on the floor and walls in the languages of the peoples. However, knowing that many people would come, the golem Red took the temple's new priest and paladin, borrowed a long table and chairs, and placed water glasses and flowers, barely a simple conference room.

Janet was sitting with her daughter in her arms, with her back to Siegel, humming softly to put the child to sleep. Isaac moved a chair of his own and sat down with a serious expression. When the door opened, he stood up and greeted respectfully.

Siegel motioned for him to come over and brought him to Evan: "Get down on your knees and swear allegiance." ”

"Hey, he's a good boy, but he's too young to take the oath, right?" said Evan curiously.

"This is the oldest man in my squid family. I have become a god, and I am not a man. Spinning his son's black hair, Siegel said, "I'm going to give him the title and the Heim Domain, and according to the rules, he's going to swear allegiance to you." ”

Evan tilted his head to look at Siegel, "This can't be your way to escape your oath, is it? What do you want to do, use spells to play in the outside world? Is there a world like a goblin?"

"Actually, I'm the only one who didn't run away, and you quickly understand. Siegel patted his son on the shoulder and said to him in a gentle tone, "Have you memorized the sentence of the oath of allegiance?"

"I remember, father. On such a formal occasion, Isaac behaved very well, and apart from his immature face, he could not tell at all that he was not yet ten years old. "I, Isaac Squid, son of Siegel Squid, heir to the Squid family, would like to offer my allegiance to Evan Squid, King of the Starry Kingdom, Temple of Dawn ("Take the Sage of Dawn out", Evan interjected), Guardian of humanity. Just as my ancestors did, I will serve, manage, and maintain, contribute to the continuation of the Star Kingdom and humanity, and work tirelessly for the righteousness of justice and kindness. ”

Evan now knew that it wasn't a joke, so he became serious, listened carefully to Isaac's oath, and then replied, "Isaac Squid, I accept your oath and take your ancestors...... With the honor of your father, you will continue to serve as the Marquis of the Kingdom of Stars, Lord of the Lords of Heim, Guardian and Arbiter of the New World. Honor, trust, and glory deepen this sacred ...... Great bond. ”

He tapped the Demon Sword on Isaac's shoulders and knocked him on the head. It wasn't supposed to be this tapping motion, but Isaac didn't move, showing good control. Evan put away his sword, rubbed the child's hair, helped him to his feet, raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly: "Your father has a feeling that he wants to run away from home, and that must not be good." You're the lord of Heim now, how about you give the soldiers an order to arrest him and put him in your mother's room and not let him go?

"It is not right to order my father to be arrested, and it is not wise at all for the knights to catch him. Isaac replied very seriously, "Father won't leave, you're lying to me." Moreover, unless I do something contrary to justice and public morality, the king cannot meddle in the affairs of my realm, which is dishonorable!"

Evan laughed, "Okay, you'll be a better lord than your father." The two of us are sailors and swordsmen at your age, but we don't know as much as you!"

"If he still had territory, he would be much better than me. Siegel saw Janet's shoulders trembling slightly, knowing that she didn't really want to see this scene, at least until Isaac became an adult, or rather before Siegel "died", she didn't want her husband to do this, after all, it was too much like "confessing the aftermath". She also understands that God does not die, and her children will one day become lords, but as a woman, she will still be emotionally aroused, and she doesn't know what kind of mood she should use to deal with it.

Siegel walked up to her, put his hands on her shoulders, and left a kiss in her hair. "Don't worry, have more faith in me. You don't know exactly what a god can do, but you'll understand in a moment. ”

Janet closed her eyes, rubbed her cheek against Siegel's hand on her shoulder, and didn't say a word. After all, he only knows magic, not women's minds. It's not about ability, it's not about identity, it's not even about making sense. Emotions are inexplicable, they are not based on logic and reasoning, they have their own trajectory.

Just as Siegel can't handle complex politics, he can't handle complex feelings. Wendy and Manna being in the temple is a complicated matter in itself, but Siegel thinks they can be separated "yard by yard". This is not a spell or a magic array, how can there be a clue that can be sorted out? Janet sighed slightly, and she would worry about it later.

Siegel made his way to the top of the long table and took a stand. "This matter is not just about Heim Collar and the Kingdom of Stars, but about all races in the entire Thunder Wall World, even non-intelligent races. So ......"

He did not hesitate to enhance his divine power, and his whole body was shrouded in iridescent flames. The priests of the Temple of Magic all knelt on the ground, moved by the surging power within them, and muttered prayers with tears in their eyes. Siegel spread out the palm of his left hand, and a virtual microcosm of the world of the Thunder Wall emerged. This is the same map as the third floor of the Magic Tower, the Academy, from which you can communicate anywhere in the world. The Divine Fire is not yet stable, and Siegel is usually reluctant to use such a strong force, but now he doesn't have time to think about it so much.

"Elves, dwarves, orcs, dragons, gnomes, demihumans, naga, and hidden undead, all races that use magic listen to it, this is the direct will of the magic god. Immediately go through the portal to the Magic Temple, there is something important to announce. ”

Siegel's words were transmitted as the elemental vibrations rang out, and all beings who could cast magic received this message. They were confused at first, but were quickly persuaded by the message that it came from a magical god. But where is the portal, and who should go to the temple?

This question was quickly answered. Siegel once again boosted his divine powers, using the map in his hand to open a portal to the individuals with the strongest magical fluctuations of each race. For a moment, the entire magic temple was filled with flashes of spatial cracks, and every time a passage was opened, a shadow of Siegel would walk in. Among the people present, only the golems Red and Evan could see clearly that the shadows of Siegel were actually clones, with the holy power of the magic god on their bodies, similar to the strength of the sage. Siegel sent his "envoys" to the various powerful men and asked them to come to the temple.

The individuals with the most magical fluctuations of each race basically hold power, but that doesn't mean that they are the administrators of each race. Siegel sends his own clones there, and even if these strong people don't come, they will inform them of the identity and location of the racial representatives. The portal flickered, and the Sage traveled back and forth across the continent. If they were confronted with a race that could not decide who was the leader or the kind of collective decision-making, the Sage commanded them to decide within three minutes.

"Just when your race is facing extinction, you only have three minutes to make a decision. Siegel's clone said, "If you don't even have the ability, or if the people who are willing to take responsibility for it can't stand up, then you don't have the ability to control your destiny." I'll pick someone at random, and I won't delay any more time for this. ”

Some unruly races wanted to try the Siegel clones, but they found that their attacks couldn't hit the clones anyway. It is like an illusion, which cannot be touched by non-magical means, and it is a waste of effort to use magical means against the magical sage. Siegel wouldn't waste his efforts "educating" the races at this time, and would only take one of the attendees to the temple when the time came.

"I'm the only one invited by your real body?" Evan pinched his chin, deciding to sit in the best position before the others arrived. (To be continued.) )