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"It's ridiculous...... What is this? Supporting the front? Selling a few goods from a hostile country becomes a heinous crime?"

Boredomed at the group of busy people in front of him, the half-elf chuckled: "What's more, what's the big deal if they capture a few cities? (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)"

"Victory, or defeat, for them, is just a way to vent their pent-up feelings and dissatisfaction...... It is even just an excuse to use the protective umbrella of not holding the law accountable to the public. However, in fact, justice and evil, for them, are just an excuse for a lord or a king to add a few silver coins to tax. ”

Edward shook his head slightly. His gaze paused on Elena.

To be honest, he was a little afraid that the paladins would do something inappropriate to uphold justice - in such a crowded crowd, even if he just said a dissenting opinion, he would immediately become the target of public criticism, and it would be strange if he did not turn into a patriotic passion with someone's full 'Western' face.

"Unbelievable...... "Elena lowered her gaze, as if in thought, and after a long time, she spoke: "What kind of evil deception did these people have to do such a thing to their own people......?

"Kindness...... In fact, civilians can not be called good, and if they can, who does not want to get rich overnight by unscrupulous means? They do not do evil, they do not violate discipline. That's because they're bound by the law or worldly feelings, it's because they don't have enough strength or guts, it's because they weigh the pros and cons and find it more cost-effective to be honest. ”

Edward sighed.

What is kindness? What is kindness?

It has been said that civilians are simple and kind, but from another point of view. Truly treacherous people. And how many of them would become farmers? So the fact is that the people who have to obey the law are not really good. If they don't dare to do evil and will not do good, they can only be regarded as neutral.

"A person with an infinite ability to do bad things. But instead of doing bad things, they do good things. That's true kindness. It is not an external demand such as the law or public opinion, but a person who consciously does good. is the true goodness. Throwing a bone at a hungry dog is not true kindness. Being as hungry as a dog but being able to share a bone with a dog is true kindness. ”

After a moment's thought, the Psychic continued.

Elena listened intently, her eyes flickering. The afternoon sun, through the tulle on the car window, cast a soft luster on her contemplative expression, and she looked quite beautiful, unearthly beautiful......

But Edward's brow squeezed out three deep lines because of this.

Is it a delusion?

Only between these two days. He noticed that Elena seemed to be getting more and more ...... Strange.

Since that night, no, or earlier, Elena's attitude towards him seemed to have become cold, at first, he had thought it was due to fatigue, or overly familiar, but now it seemed that something was wrong—especially in this way, looking at the original blue. Now it has always been a time for golden eyes.

The color of that metal is actually quite beautiful. Even more suitable for her current temperament than the original color, but every time the telemancer looked at her, there would be no reason, and she would sketch an illusory angel-like shadow in her heart, so she felt a little inexplicable...... Well, the feeling is a bit indescribable, peaceful, indifferent, frightened, dangerous, it seems to be only a little bit, but when it comes together, it makes people very uncomfortable.

The whispered conversation soon ceased, and the carriage did not travel far further through the streets of Illyria.

The Lord of Tiberius, it seems, did have some influence in the city of Illyria, and the hotel used to entertain his party was called Kristallnacht, which turned out to be the most imposing one in the center of the wealthy merchant area. The beautiful sign is inlaid with blue crystals, which shine in the sunlight and coat the surroundings with a cool layer of blue.

No sooner had the carriage come to a stop than a long line of people greeted the hotel through the door.

Not only the service staff of the hotel, but also the most thoughtful hospitality, and even a group of guys who are full of aristocratic atmosphere between their gestures, greet each other with perfect etiquette...... The exquisitely decorated family crest on his body seemed to be intended to let the psychic warlock know that this Lord Tiberius's status in Illyrian City was indeed quite hot.

"So, let's ask a few people to sit here for a few days, and then discuss the details when we have completed the contents of the contract. Please feel free to arrange this itinerary in between. The specific needs are the responsibility of the sister. ”

After a few casual conversations with the few people who greeted him, the lord of the empire saluted casually without sincerity, as if he didn't want to see the figure in the black robe again: "But I advise you, in the city of Illyria now, people's hearts are fluctuating, so please don't be too casual to avoid any accidents." ”

"Please don't worry too much," Edward smiled casually at the puzzled and surprised glances of the little nobles, and then sent a reply that shocked the lord's whole body: "Please also ask Your Excellency Tiberius not to forget our contract, the value is one million." ”

So the young man's movements stopped for a moment, and even if he suppressed it, his pale face could not be concealed, and that depressed expression finally made the psychic warlock feel a little more happy, and then paused, as if he remembered something again—he added to the popular figure of Illyria City, who was leaving quickly and boarding the carriage, "I have three more copies in stock, so don't be mistaken about the price......

A million what?

One million platinum coins.

This was the price at which the source of power was purchased on the contract that had just been signed and turned to ashes less than an hourglass ago.

Three is three million - in fact, when Edward first proposed the price, the lion opened his mouth for six million platinum coins. At that time, the nobleman's face showed the color of a bird of happiness, and of course, in line with the policy of asking for a sky-high price and paying back the money on the ground, Edward 'graciously' allowed them to bargain to about three million.

You know all this, happy bluebird

It seems that it is already this Excellency. The limit of what is acceptable.

Then three million platinum coins. What exactly is the concept?

An aristocratic domain with several city-states usually only has a few hundred thousand gold coins in its treasury, except for the treasures that have been passed down from generation to generation. And this is probably the balance of tax revenues for several years or even more than ten years...... It must also be a wise or financially savvy lord. And in most places, for example, Edward's familiar land of Xifengyi. You can take out 1,000 gold coins in cash. A lord may not pity his barren territory.

3,000,000 Platinum Coins...... At this value, I am afraid that the entire duke must be purchased as a territory of the real Grand Duke of the Empire. Of course, the premise is that the former will have that meaning...... And even Isgandar, in the heyday of his empire, was faced with this value, I am afraid to scratch his head......

Well, to put it simply, if you weigh one pound of fifty platinum coins, these gold coins would also be converted into a full six thousand pounds of white gold, which is about three tons—in a continent that is not so productive. That's almost as much as the entire continent's platinum output in a few years.

Of course, the remuneration does not necessarily have to be platinum, all kinds of high-priced gems, rare magic equipment, can greatly reduce this cost, in fact, if it is some high-end gems, such as Bei Qiuli, or the best diamond and the like, only a bag. It could be worth about a few million platinum coins. High-level magic items are only a few pieces. can make this ceiling be broken.

As for what kind of high-level magic items can be compared to the source of power left by Isgandar, then it is not a matter that Edward needs to care about, anyway, the final decision is in his hands, even in the contract, there is no special mention, and how the other party has to smash the pot and sell iron, scrape between the teeth, in order to squeeze out such a national expense, Edward also has no interest in wasting brain cells, thinking so much.

At least both sides will agree that this price is actually a big loss, and that's enough.

You know, in essence, this power of Isgandar is not something that a mortal can have, it belongs to the gods...... It is possible to give the user the ability to create a legion of the corresponding name, and after a simple ceremony, even a farmer can master a terrifying, freewheeling combat power.

It's just as good as the pros that this thing has to offer.

According to the conclusion drawn from the convergence of wills in the royal power, it is proved that the essence of such a thing is in fact an exchange—the exchange of faith and even freedom for power. It's just that unlike the ordinary believer, the simple way of spontaneous belief is compulsory, and once he chooses to become a servant of this thing, his soul completely becomes a puppet of that god, and the god can even use it to directly control some of its actions.

Therefore, Edward did not have the slightest urge to take it for himself—it was destined to be a hot potato, and it was better to give it to those stupid bears with rough skin and thick flesh.

Let's say this Tiberius. Or maybe there are those Imperial Emperor Elector families......

"Alas......"

The curtains were drawn, and Edward lay on his back on the bed, the goose down mattress soft and fluffy, and very comfortable, but he couldn't help but sigh.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered Isgandar - the Cun Zài, who was known as one of the most powerful emperors in human history, although he unified half of the continent in his life, but in the end, he was just a puppet of a god, and was betrayed and sealed by his subordinates, and finally even controlled by the divine power and reshaped into a monster and zombie-like Cunzài.

Is this the so-called fate?

So, how powerful is the power that can be freely bound by those gods without relying on the restrictions of the bloodline? Once the fragments are collected, no, it should be said that after accumulating a certain number of fragments, can its power continue to be resisted or controlled by his own little psychic warlock?

"You have so much to know about royal power. But it's not up to me to tell you, and I'm not going to tell you. The answer to a qiē needs to be discovered by yourself. And the key to finding the answer is power. Absolute power!, although time is running out for you. But it's still too late. If you're willing to do your best to boost your strength......"

In the haze, he seemed to recall the words of the golden elf who communicated with him, but. But it's not clear.

After all, it still needs strength......

Edward sighed inwardly, and fell into a deep sleep.

This time. I slept very soundly. A dreamless night.

——

"I'm going to build a few people, it's best not to just walk around, you don't have an identity in Illyria, and all problems must be taken care of by us. ”

"Is this a building, or an order?"

"Either way. ”

"Then I won't accept it. ”

"How can you ......"

"The contract doesn't stipulate that we must not show up before we make a deal with you. ”

Plenty of rest, enough to refresh oneself and sleep at least one afternoon and one night later. Just by eating something, Edward was already feeling refreshed. But if you rest too much, I'm afraid it won't be so comfortable—but when Edward was about to go out for a walk, the little tail left by the lord dutifully went out.

Well, well, it's sister.

This woman, from the first time she saw it, has been using the shadow of the hood. Concealing his appearance, he just looked at each other at the moment. Edward suddenly found that this woman, who had been silent, also seemed to have a considerable appearance—a lookable appearance, peach cheeks and almond eyes, charming and delicate, although the slightly raised corners of the eyes, and the profound contours of the eyebrows, which were surprisingly similar to that of His Excellency Tiberius, made her also have an unruly temperament...... But as a woman's clear eyes, it makes her look better than that arrogant coldness...... Hmm, I don't know much.

Although there won't be too many charming ideas, but in short, looking at beautiful women is always better than staring at a depressed little white face, and I enjoy a lot.

Of course, it is considerable, and Edward did not stay in the hotel room for three days because of such a little girl's obstruction.

Illyria is the capital of the largest empire in the world, and it would be a pity if you didn't go around casually here, plus in the past few days, the battles were repeated, and the losses were quite large, and half of the armor on the body was scrapped, and some replacement must be found to use it, otherwise in this kind of place that is also considered an enemy's lair, the danger will be multiplied.

So in the end, the number of people shopping changed from three to five, and in addition to the woman, an old man with an unhappy face was added.

Luckily, the hotel is located on the commercial street of Illyria, and after going out and walking around, I saw a building with an auction hall in the distance, with a rococo-style spire and a beautiful enchanted signboard. It's quite spectacular, with a constant stream of people coming and going, and obviously doing a thriving business.

So Edward walked in, beckoned the waiter with great interest, and got a "trading guide" to see, and then swayed into the atrium of the auction house.

"What's this, it's not fun at all!"

Under the crystal frames in the hall, the furnishings made the half-elves pout. However, Edward's heart moved slightly.

He has benefited a lot from the adventure in the labyrinth of Pan, at least in addition to the reward that has not yet arrived, in the last few days, his spiritual power has made a leap and bound, and the number of psionic points that can be applied has reached 49 points!

This is the reward of maintaining oneself in the midst of the grand consciousness of royal power—but unfortunately, the kind of self-abuse that oppresses the brain, and if you are not careful, you will take your own soul and personality. Although it was extremely effective for mental training, Edward did not want to try it lightly if it was not necessary.

Now, as long as he has enough information, he can even start to contact the fourth-level psionic energy.

But that's the problem – the information is still hard to find.

According to the normal situation, there are still two vacancies in the third-order psychic ability - the remaining two are known, the time acceleration that was deceived back from the astral plane, and a third-level ability that spontaneously awakened in the last battle, called False Sense, this ability is supposed to be an evolved version of the shielding consciousness, which can be used to create some illusion-like illusion on a person- In the previous battle against Isgandar, Edward used it to misjudge the muscular warrior and, together with the paladin, flanked the emperor's doppelganger, thus turning the tide in one fell swoop.

It's not good to have power in the air but not to have psionic energy to use.

Therefore, one of the quid pro quo that Edward proposed to that guy was to ask Tiberius to find him some more peculiar magic notes, anyway, the other party can have the allegiance of a high-level mage, presumably there are some ways in this regard, but unfortunately, he thought about it again and again, and did not tell the other party the name of 'psychic ability', otherwise, the other party is likely to make some effective countermeasures against him.

In this way, the chances of finding it become pitiful. What's more, the magicians of the empire are not as systematic as Tumenes, and it is not easy for a true mage to find what he needs in the vast sea of smoke and rotten and yellowed scrolls with just a few words.

Therefore, a two-pronged approach is naturally necessary. (To be continued......)

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