"This is the sigil of the dispatch of the Dragon Palace. Well, although the Dragon King is currently a bare-rod commander, the job of announcing the decree is also handed over to you. Good life to do it, our dragon king doesn't seem to have a good temper, remember to wear a raincoat when you go. ”

"Okay, I understand."

"Well, I'll leave it to you." He looked into Wen Yuan's eyes, "Don't let Grandfather Ling, this is the most important thing." The affairs of the imperial court, to put it bluntly, are also external affairs. In order to see if you can hang an extra plaque in your own house, you also have to be careful - got it? Then go for it. ”

Wen Yuan nodded solemnly and walked out quickly.

"He still has to come to this matter." Huang Yuanjing sighed, "I only hope that he won't be like his father."

"Probably not. Although they are father and son, their tempers are different. It's Wen Ge Lao's side, you can go out and explain—besides, I'm actually a little confused. ”

He asked Huang Yuanjing, "Actually, until now, I don't think it's a good decision to send him out. After all, his family has three generations of single inheritance, and if something happens to him, I don't know how to explain it to Wenge Lao. It was only because General Huang said that it could be used that I decided to let him go. So this thing is really reliable? ”

"Don't worry." Huang Yuanjing replied, "Although this thing sounds thrilling, I am actually not nervous at all - just by virtue of this: if it is really dangerous, then we should experiment with dogs, rather than directly let Qilinzi go." Where even the unicorn can set foot in, it must be foolproof. Dao Ancestor, presumably he has been fully prepared. ”

"Hmm." Zhu Xianene nodded, "Actually, my mood is quite complicated. I want to vote and I don't want to vote. That's it, the decision is actually still with Shang Luo. When the time comes, depending on the situation, I will order whether to put it on or not. ”

"So, you've finally decided?"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Empire State Building, Alexander, the Two-Horned King, turned his back to the slanting sunlight and confirmed to Shang Luo again.

The news from Faetong was as he expected, but he wanted to see Shang Luo say it to him personally.

"Hmm. We finally decided to listen to you first. As long as you are willing to help Apollonia 'descend' to the world, we have a lot to talk about. including, the future of the Roman Empire. ”

"Your look tells me that you're not really willing. You're betting. ”

"So what?"

"Sober delusion." Alexander looked him in the eye, "You can see that what you are doing is also risky in your own definition. But you seem to have a lot of confidence in this risk-taking, and you lit the fire after thinking calmly. Mixed with sobriety and delirium, you are truly a complete magician. ”

"I didn't learn magic at all."

"Then you know how to be a magician now. All you lack is theoretical knowledge – your traits are much more important than theoretical knowledge. The elves can understand the magic of the heavens, but few of them are true magicians. Because of the elves born of magic, they have difficulty understanding the source of power to create themselves. So there may be wizards among the elves, but I've never heard of a mage. And you, apparently, have understood the nature of magic. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand: "Do you want a drink?" My homemade wine. ”

"Forget it. Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol. ”

“.” Alexander was stunned for a moment, "You are really humorous. Do you really think of yourself as an Aurora? My guest. ”

"I never saw myself as some transcendent savior. My feet are on the ground, and I am not above the rules and judgments of the world. So, I said don't drink if you don't drink. ”

"Interesting. You're getting better and better suited to be a magician—then, I'll have a drink for myself. To you, the greatest magician. ”

He gestured with his eyes to Ptolemy, who was serving beside him. Ptolemy brought bottles and trays from the pantry for him.

The wine glass used by Alexander is a footless croissant made of jadeite. The entire cup is carved from a single piece of jade.

Picking up the croissant, he reached out to Ptolemy and caught the bright red that Ptolemy poured out of the bottle—

It was a bright red that would be etched in the field of vision at a glance. It is closer to pink than the dark red that is often found in blood. It's like fresh, freshly cut blood from an artery.

"Ambrosia, the divine wine of eternal life, it would be a pity that you don't want to take a sip. This was once a sacred drink enjoyed by the gods of Mount Olympus, and a shallow sip was enough to trigger a world war. You, really don't take a sip? ”

"No, we have our own Peach Conference. Moreover, I would never have died. Celestial beings themselves are immortal. ”

Alexander was a little confused, but it was indeed talking. The cup in his hand could actually make the entire Senate go crazy, but even the most zealous Pompey clan didn't get a cup - for a number of reasons, the secondary being that he wasn't in Alexander's plan at all and wasn't on the list. And the main reason is that Alexander doesn't intend to share [Ambrosia] at all.

To give Shang Luo a drink, this is based on other considerations.

"Okay." Taking a shallow sip, he paced over with his croissant in his hand. Half of the glass remained, and the bright red liquor was half-filled in the glass. He didn't intend to drink any more, but he was ready to take the glass and use it as his ornament.

"So, let's talk about the key points." He paced to Shang Luo's side, "Actually, you didn't drink this glass of wine, but it surprised me a little. Because if you don't drink it, there is no way to go through many processes. ”

"Huh, so you started working together with the premise of 'I'll drink' from the beginning? So if I don't drink, there is no way to talk about cooperation? ”

"Not really. It's just that sometimes talking about things is at the wine table, and the bigger the thing, the more you have to borrow a little wine, isn't it? The gathering of the heroes was also completed at the reception. ”

"I advise you not to knock on the side. Even if you say that, I won't drink a single sip. ”

"Well, if it's not wine, but blood?" He looked into Shang Luo's eyes. The half-filled bright red liquid in the cup slowly shook with his wrist.

"You've hit my blind spot. Public order and good customs do not stipulate how old you can drink blood. ”

"It doesn't matter how old you are. As long as you drink this cup, it has nothing to do with public order and good customs. ”

"Is this a must for the sake of Apollonia's descent?"

"Yes." Alexander replied briefly, and passed the cup over as well, "[Ambrosia] half a cup." As a sign of sincerity, I've already drunk it. The remaining half cup is yours. ”

Shang Luo didn't say anything, took the cup, and drank the bright red stuff in the cup.

"It turned out to be wine."

"Ha, you don't drink it when you say it's wine, you drink it when you say it's blood. Tsk, you're really picky about your tastes. Rest assured, Ambrosia is indeed wine, at least for now. ”

(End of chapter)