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Personally, we really hope that the powerful Wang Shi will give a certain clown who jumps off the beam a lesson that will never be forgotten, and simply turn it into a vassal country, in order to enjoy cartoons and some action movies, etc., but we are really unacceptable to the behavior of some people who use the blood and sweat of their compatriots to vent their feelings......

It's Monday again, and I'm begging for a vote......

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"I'm just a wandering mage, I'm not very rare for this kind of power, there are one or two of them, it's good to play with, and if there are four, it's a little too much. ”

The Psychic Warlock raised his hand slightly, and the four runes flowed slightly in the palm of his hand, and the luster flickered, reflecting the corners of his pale mouth, and he smiled slyly: "Why bother to be so unfriendly, everyone?"

Everyone couldn't help but be silent for a while.

Tiberius Gracchus had a gloomy face, just staring at the two silver star-like pupils hidden in the shadows, as if trying to find something in them.

Is this a lie to stall for time, or is it a true mention ......?

In fact, there was a voice in his heart, which had been encouraging the young imperial nobles to snatch the flickering rune—a certain confidence brought to him by the power of the Dergon family's power that was like a rush of lightning after it was integrated into his body. It is also the sense of superiority brought by the various forces that can be mobilized in the city that is close at hand.

But on the other side, the thing called reason can only do its best to suppress this stupidity. Let the young nobleman's table be more calm - so as not to control the few hole cards in his hand and slide to the opponent's side.

Although in terms of numbers, it is true that it has an advantage......

But the three people on the other side, especially the young man in the black robe, the power he possessed was really terrifying. The storm of terrifying spells was probably beyond the power of even a few old mages who had studied in the past. And that holy warrior with a holy flame. The resemblance to the legendary angel is enough to make people speculate, and even if everyone seems to be tired now, no one can guarantee it. They don't have the strength to die.

What's more, if you are hostile to it, you won't get half of the benefits at all. At least Tiberius wasn't sure. You can snatch the rune that symbolizes the power from the opponent's hand, but if you give the opponent a chance to breathe, then is it possible for you to get the desired result on the opponent in the end?

In those silver pupils, there seemed to be a mockery, which made the young nobleman secretly clench his teeth.

He thought that all the decisions were not too wrong, and he thought that he could at least get at least two or more powers from the emperor's incarnation, which was enough for him to have an absolute advantage among the nobles. But I didn't think of it. There is such a existence - he was able to kill the legendary emperor himself, who was no different from a god, and robbed him of a small half of his power!

Or another miscalculation, that is, the nine sources of power, will only choose the inheritors of their respective bloodlines...... And the half-blood bloodline that he originally relied on was not able to make it have the slightest favoritism.

The status of an illegitimate child is embarrassing, the possibility of being able to get the support of the family is too slim, and there are not many territories and soldiers for him to squander. It is also necessary to guard against the snooping of some people, so as to do so. If he wants to stand out among the many inheritors, he must have the absolute majority of the power, although the source of the power is far more free than the simple ability to obey the orders of Emperor Isgandar, but this strength alone is not enough to reverse his disadvantage, the bloodline inheritor of the stupid bear family who came from nowhere, has also obtained an ability, which is a considerable obstacle to the realization of his plan.

Therefore, the conditions offered by the other party are really difficult for him to choose.

But as if he saw his hesitation, the guy in the black robe gave a temptation that was difficult to refuse.

"As long as the price is right, I can give you this rune first. ”

On the outstretched left hand, the three points of light were extinguished one by one, leaving only a fiery red color.

The red light was so pure, even more so than the purest pigeon's blood ruby...... Tiberius narrowed his eyes, feeling as if his heart had missed a few beats out of thin air.

That was the power of the flames, the power of incineration of a qiē, and the origin of the Scarlet Legion.

After the source of power was integrated into his body, he also vaguely obtained the knowledge of these powers - the red rune represented not only an ability, but also controlled the source of the power of the Scarlet Knights that had been established, as long as the controller had a movement, the subordinate knights could gain or lose this power, as the original power of Isgandar, the power it applied was at least one level higher than the rabbit family that signed a contract with Iskandar and obtained the power to build the knights.

But how does the other party know their purpose?

Could it be that the opponent could see through his own thoughts? This fleeting thought made Tiberius feel a chill in his heart.

No, if it was an enchantment like that, there was nothing that the mage could not perceive......

Just when he hesitated a little in his heart, the black-robed mage put another weight into the scale.

"If you're still not at ease, how about a magical contract?"

……

Of course, the young nobleman didn't know that there was nothing wrong with his instincts—before those silver eyes, most of his thoughts had been leaked out in a few words, and then recombined by the other party, perfectly.

As for how he decides?

In fact, the key lies in the positions of both sides.

On the face of it, Edward really didn't have much capital to negotiate with the other side - because it would involve a struggle for power between the two countries. If Isgandar's power flows into Tumenis, the two sides are still evenly matched, and the invasion of the Empire can only end in a stalemate, so the Empire must get the four runes in his hands at any cost.

At the moment, however, the two sides of the negotiations were not the Empire, nor the foreign ministers of Tumenis, the national interest, which in the eyes of these two lords was nothing more than an add-on to their own interests. Then something. It is not possible to generalize.

This fellow, Tiberius, as an illegitimate child, ran to adventure in the labyrinth of the god Pan. Naturally, what they are doing is not to serve the motherland - in fact, people in this world do not have much concept of 'country' in their heads, and civilians usually call themselves people from such and such a country. But actually. What they really owe and serve is the nobles who claim to collect taxes from them, and the so-called emperor's prestige is naturally greater than the actual management power.

As for the noble lord himself......

To put it bluntly, His Majesty the King is just the most powerful of them...... As for the country, if you have accumulated enough strength, you can make an independent decision and set up a principality or something. It is also the good will that the nobles often dreamed of.

So, the problem becomes a little more complicated and a little simpler......

The threat of the other party is not completely uncertain, and if the empire mobilizes the strength of the whole country to deal with a few of them, it is indeed difficult to resist. But as long as he is given a little time, once his spiritual power is almost exhausted, and he can recover to the level where he can use the royal power, then rely on the strength of the three of his own. Or you can't make much of a problem, but you want to escape. It's still not embarrassing.

What's more, you don't have to run away,

What you have at hand is the best capital, and as long as you get a better buyer to back it up, some things will naturally be different......

If you grasp it properly, the war business is a sure way to make a profit from Ali.

-- Split --

The capital of the empire, Illyria is an ancient city with a history of nearly a thousand years...... Therefore, its architectural pattern is completely different from that of the Romandi of the Kingdom of Tuminis—the old but unique ancient buildings of hundreds of years ago constitute his main body, while the castle palaces established by the fashionable new aristocracy, and the aristocratic carriage street, which can only be unimpeded by the carriages inlaid with gold and silver, surround these ancient buildings and radiate outward. Or the handover between them will inevitably be a little regrettable messy, but compared with it, the neatness of the romance that has suffered the misfortune of war and re-established is inevitably too monotonous, lacking the strength and solemnity of the history of Illyria.

However, any emperor is the face of the country, so Edward was slightly surprised when the carriage drove slowly through the central avenue, which was called the Avenue of Victory, and the amazing street paved with granite slabs that could accommodate ten carriages in parallel, and the towering and majestic walls of the royal palace at the end of the street.

The imperial palaces of the Empire were not customarily built in the center of the city, but were built on the basis of the only mountain range on the plain, in a way that favored the corner of the city, or was somewhat condescending—but the group of palaces, which were made more majestic by the majesty of the mountains, was enough to make one forget the so-called 'condescending' name.

The impenetrable palace walls are continuous, recording the crystallization of the wisdom of generations of imperial craftsmen, exquisite carved seals, imposing or vivid portraits of knights, will be in this towering and grand building complex, into a long picture of the rise and fall of the empire, like an old man with white hair telling the story, towering arrow towers, bell towers, everywhere show the wisdom and tenacity of the imperial power.

Such a complex of buildings, even in the memory of the world, is extremely large, and even more difficult in such a place of low productivity.

Therefore, even Edward was a little absorbed for a while.

The silence of the silent spectator, after lasting an hourglass scale, was finally broken by the holy warrior: "Why did you sign such a contract with him? You know that if they get those powers, they will definitely be used in the evil war of aggression." ”

She asked. The sound is calm and unwavering. But it seems to have some power.

Sharp, cold hard.

"So if he doesn't have these powers, will he stop this war?" Edward paused, retracting his gaze, and not responding positively.

Elena's clear pupils reflected Edward's slightly furrowed face, the beautiful pale gold, which made him look a little uncomfortable cold. “…… No. After a pause, the paladin calmly responded: "That man, the burning in his eyes is the flame of ambition, and he will inevitably bring deep misfortune to the people around him because of his own **." ”

"Yes, he will not stop his pursuit of war, for **, in fact, not only him. in the Empire. There are always too many such guys in the world. The golden pupils that were close at hand made Edward shake his head slightly: "So." If you want to contain such people, you can only find them a few opponents with military strength, and suppress their strength independently in the internal friction. "If it develops into a confrontation between two kingdoms. Then in the end it was unlucky. It's just commoners," after a pause, he continued: "The empire has never lacked promising nobles, on the contrary, it should be said that there are too many such talents in this country. It's just that so far, the most needed figure who can subdue and unify all parties has not appeared, but this guy. I guess I have that courage. ”

"Then why do you still give him strength?" the paladin frowned beautifully.

"Because the Crimson Knights have been organized. And it's still the main force. Curled up in the corner of the carriage, the drowsy half-elf suddenly interjected at this time: "Presumably, Edward doesn't have any way to operate those gods that must obtain bloodlines to be considered attack power, so he simply threw that one to the guy with great ambitions, so that in exchange for benefits, it also disintegrated the other party's newly built forces...... On top of that, he's probably going to make one or two more families with gods, like that. The sudden rise of old and new forces, the friction generated. Presumably enough for the Empire to have a headache for a while. ”

"That's right. ”

Edward nodded slightly.

However, in fact, if he can, he also plans to add fuel to the fire and let the empire split into a few more countries......

He doesn't like a single ...... Either the Empire, or Tumenis.

Even if he is an ordinary person, as an ordinary person, he also has his own persistence, but it is just some simple and stupid ideas, but these ideas are deeply rooted in his heart and unbreakable.

The country is fighting for hegemony and expanding the territory, he is not completely interested, but he is not enthusiastic, the territory of this thing, no matter how big it is, it is impossible to turn over and sleep, so in fact, as long as there is a free space, you can get a castle and play with a free wave, or with your lover, running naked and playing on an uninhabited island, isn't it better than that, and the thing that kills and lives?

Therefore, he did not have the idea of promoting the unification of the continent, national integration, etc., on the contrary, it is better to have a large number of small countries, a hundred flowers blooming, and thousands of families contending, so that tourism will be more flavorful.

A small country and a widow, old and dead, do not get along with each other, that is the ultimate of freedom.

Some noisy sounds made him put aside these strange thoughts for a moment, and he turned his eyes to the window, and he noticed that the carriage had left the central avenue and entered a commercial street, and groups of people, in a loose line of hundreds and tens, wandered about the street for no reason, shouting some slogan. ，

For the noble carriages passing by, the citizens of the imperial capital did not hesitate to offer a fiery cheer. On the roadside, a crowd of bored spectators can be seen occupying taverns, shouting cheap beer and vermouth, and slicing bloody beef and pork chops from a large red grilled iron plate.

It's just that none of the meat looks fresh, and some of them still smell of corpses. And the sour sound of cursing and souring the wine syrup was also heard from time to time - the happy faces of those bosses were enough to explain the essence of the dumping of this event, but it seemed that the happy crowd continued to heat up, and there were not many who would really care about the problems.

Because everybody is talking about how to conquer a kingdom. Even Edward, who didn't understand the imperial Chinese language, seemed to be able to hear some familiar words in it.

The carriage was only an hourglass scale, and Edward saw at least a dozen liquor shops playing out such a celebratory scene. But more than that, it was a mess - many shops were piled up with the wreckage of masonry and tiles, the door panels were smashed, the window sashes were removed, the most miserable ones had been reduced to ashes, and many were still smoking wisps of green smoke.

"What kind of festival is this?" until a shop that had just been lit up came into view, and he finally couldn't help asking.

In most parts of the world, there are five most important festivals in the year, Midwinter, Green Grass, Midsummer, Harvest and Moon...... Now the Green Grass Festival has long passed, but there are still about ten days of the Midsummer Festival, besides, the Midsummer Festival, but in addition to these festivals, there are different customs in various places, because the traffic is not very convenient, 'ten miles away from home, don't be a rural style' The scene is extremely common.

But I haven't heard of any festivals that will be celebrated by lighting a fire to the house.

The smoke-filled house in front of him looked like a cloth shop, and there was a restaurant next to it, but the signs had been destroyed, and in the faint light of the fire, there were a group of civilians dressed as people snatching goods from it, and then disappeared into the crowd, while the others only watched and applauded, and no one came to help.

Well, or maybe someone still wants to put out the fire...... It's just that the only guy who is crying and grabbing the ground is being surrounded and beaten by a group of people at the moment, and when the carriage passes, he is already a little dying.

"It's not a holiday, it's just that the military reports from the front line that the Imperial Expeditionary Heroes have won a great victory, and after Heyman, Cologne has also been restored, and the Imperial Knights have crossed the Black Wasteland and smashed into the heart of the center of Tumenis! ”

"Cologne has also fallen?"

The coachman's response surprised Edward - you must know that Cologne is one of the top ten cities of Tumenes, although it is not known for its fortitude, but it is also an important hub in the northwest of Tuminis.

Well, in fact, in recent years, except for the one attack that made the ** division famous, several attacks launched by the imperial side have always been firmly blocked by Haydn City, and they have not yet begun, and they have ushered in the end.

After the mages achieved mass production, the battle of defending the city became an easy job, often only twenty or thirty mages could firmly hold a city wall, and arrows and trebuchets could not compare with the explosive power and lethality of fireballs, let alone the lightning chain that was expanded dozens of times by the Tour of Law ceremony, or the acid rain storm.

But now, in just a few days, the three major cities in the northwest have fallen into the control of the empire, and this war seems to be struggling in the mud for a long time.

"Poor fellows. ”

Edward shook his head—it wasn't hard to guess that the scene must have something to do with Tumenes.

Some of the events in his memory made him very clear that the essence of these guys who were so excited that they went out for a walk in the streets - at least more than half of them, actually didn't care at all what problems there were between countries, what kind of strategy was carried out, or whether they were moving forward openly and covertly, taking into account the overall situation.

They have been trapped by inconvenient transportation in this land where they were born, grew up, and died in Si, Tumenis is just the name of a place for them, how can they care about whether it is liberated by the so-called Wang Shi (to be continued......

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