"So, Edward, isn't this the best time for you to show your loyalty?"

"I'm sorry, but my allegiance comes at a price. You don't have a few hundred bushels of gold gems, don't want me to do any task for you. ”

"A few hundred bushels, I'll take the empire out of its treasury. ”

"So, you're still going to take the Empire?" the habitual jokes among the friends seemed to make Edward's mood finally relax a little, and he chuckled, "And then?"

"Of course, it's a new kingdom, but I didn't think about it that much for a while. Basically, you can expand the territory first. ”

Strain poured a large sip of wine from his glass and glanced indifferently at the crowd that was staring at his side, pretending to be happy but clearly not happy. Even a fool would not be able to be unaware of that electric light just now, but it was obvious that the nobles who were able to attend were not fools and idiots, at least they controlled their attitudes and did not cause a headache and chaos.

Or, now, he has enough control over this group of people, right?

"Let's change places. ”

The young king nodded, and got up and walked towards the cubicle on the side of the hall, followed by several important ministers, so that the rest of the hall finally had some freedom to 'rejoice'. But in fact, whether they left or stayed, the nobles had long been unintentionally happy, and all their thoughts had been occupied by the series of events just now.

The one who has the Mentor, the disciple of Albert's ** master, and the one who defeated the Thunder ** master Tesla...... Why did the young count, who had a series of legendary titles, suddenly appear here, what was his relationship with that majesty, was his act an offense or a favor, and what was he going to discuss with his majesty next, and what kind of impact would it have on the country and his family?

Countless questions. None of them could easily get an answer, and even those who were lucky enough to follow behind that Supreme One were likewise like five miles of clouds and mist deep.

And then the question they faced, again, no. It's even more of a headache.

"It's been a bit out of control lately...... Do you know? Two days ago, three gods came to the city in the Nether, and it really scared the hell out of me...... Didn't you see, the goddess of war and the evil god of war played a duel on me, and if I hadn't reacted quickly, this place would have been burned down! I finally blew them away, and I don't know when the next time will come. In addition, I heard that the territory of the empire has not been quiet lately, and there are often demons haunting, is this what they are here for?"

"I think you'd better get used to it, there's been a lot of chaos on the Big 6 lately, and there may be more gods coming down in the future. And as the king of a country. You're a big player now, too. ”

"Isn't it?, in the last thousand years, there have been very few things about gods incarnating in the Nether......"

"Then, why don't you just make a big deal about it, and the three gods come together to point out a king, so that you will not become the legendary virtuous king?

"Oh, that seems like a good idea. Jasper, Flakimi, and all of you, do you think this is possible?"

Smiling lightly, the young king seemed to be just talking to his friends about some anecdotes, but the two marquis he asked, and the few behind them, were clearly not so happy—they might have been excited if they had only learned of the fact of the divine presence, but that was the inside story behind it. And that majesty even wants to distort the truth...... The gods are above, and that is not a tacit little strategy between nobles. If such a vain use of divine will incurs divine punishment, who will receive it?

But now, they don't even have the courage to remind His Majesty to 'be cautious'. can only secretly observe the expression of the ** master as if asking for help, and the latter's silent attitude has set a sufficient example for them. They could only hold their breath, like a flock of quails following behind the eagles, and they did not dare to breathe.

On the side of each of the Louvre's halls, there are several small living rooms, where the warm fires drive away the cold winds that burrow into the corridors, the elaborate tapestries are ornate and intricate, and the comfortable soft seats are especially suitable for the men and women who have escaped from the halls.

"What kind of king do you want to be?"

"Leading the people ......"

"Forget about the brainless things, isn't it fun to deceive people?"

Edward sat down casually, interrupting the words of the majesty by the way, making the latter chuckle: "Okay, actually, it's quite simple, it's nothing more than taking over the territory of the empire, expanding the size of the country, no, it's best to unify the big 6, in the current state, this is enough for me to be busy for a lifetime." ”

"Simple?"

The Psychic Warlock nodded: "According to the method you are using now, these people, I suspect that you may not be able to swallow half of the empire before you have to play." ”

After a pause, his gaze swept over the pale faces and eyes of the six or seven courtiers who were staring at him, and came to a conclusion: "It's not a curse, it's not a prophecy, it's the reality of imminent birth...... I dare to say that once the empire is divided, your dukes will have to start grabbing land and preserve their strength, and then you can't command them, and the next plot is nothing more than the era of the big 6 entering the era of separation. ”

"So, I'm going to increase my strength, or do I want to appoint more virtuous courtiers?"

The king smiled again.

He obviously didn't want to laugh - he just didn't know what kind of expression he was supposed to make at this point.

"Think for yourself. ”

Edward smirked.

"How different is your method from what Isgandar did back then? But do you think that the current Big 6 is still the big 6 of the past? More than a thousand years have passed, and many smart people have already thought about where the weakness of such a big country is. Isgandar has at least nine more powers. Seven legions. And what about you? What do you have?"

"I have a loyal people. And without his overly eager ambitions. ”

The young king touched his nose, and then sighed—as if he did not have enough confidence in his words: "Well, tell me what you think?"

"Quite simply, the key is, what kind of king do you want to be? and your country. What kind of country should it be?"

Edward was teaching him like a child:

"Speaking of Isgandar, although he calls his country an 'empire,' I think his country is just a larger kingdom. The power of the place is completely in the hands of the lords of the place, the appointment and dismissal of officials, and the taxation. Minerals, except for necessary things such as gold, silver, and iron, are not in his control, and how can this kind of thing be considered an empire? You have seen it, the emperor of the empire, what is the thirteenth emperor, and now that the army of the Elector is not loyal to him, his power has begun to divide, how can such a king be considered a king?"

Needles could be heard in the small side hall, and even the slightest sound of breathing had disappeared.

And that easy sound. It was like a sledgehammer that struck the hearts of every nobleman present, making them shiver as if they were blown by the north wind...... Especially the one standing behind the crowd, Daemon Long Blackhawk, the new Duke of Blackhawk's lips opened and closed, as if they were covered with a layer of wax.

In fact, the Duke was eager to let out a loud roar and let some of the talkers swallow all his gibberish back - it was clear that the man's so-called question was simply to incite hatred between the king and the lords, and to deprive them of all power!

And what's even worse is that. His Majesty was obviously very interested in this......

If he did, what would he do?

Or do you immediately raise the banner of rebellion and unite with the rest of the lords to overthrow this majesty?

But the current majesty is relying on the military power in the hands of a few lords. Not light yì shaken?

Not to mention that this young mage lord who is talking eloquently is the powerful being who killed the Empire's ** master Tesla in legend, he can also partially represent the intentions of his teacher, another ** master...... In fact, the ** division standing behind the king at the moment has clearly represented the direction of the greatest power in this country!

Rebelling against them, rebelling against three beings who are almost gods? In fact, they may not even have a real god to heart? The thoughts in his head made the new young duke's heart tremble. For a while, he had forgotten what he should do, and could only listen to the voice of His Majesty the King, fluttering and flickering, like thunder in the sky.

"So, the real empire...... What should a real king look like?"

"What is a king? A king is power. ”

Edward said softly: "The right to know, the right to judge, the right to speak...... It is the embodiment of the concentration of all power in one person, and a real king, very simply, in his country, in his territory, all his power, belongs to one person, his word is the golden rule, a word can make people live, a word can make people die, this is called the emperor, this is called the king. ”

"A word determines life and death...... This is not a king, but a god, right?"

This time, it was Benjamin who spoke.

From the beginning, this ** master has been silent, and he doesn't seem to have the slightest interest in this matter, so when he opened his mouth, several nobles couldn't help but be shocked - if even this ** master is interested in this kind of thing, then it means that this matter is completely irreparable.

"No, the power of God is realized by his own power, and the king is realized by the power of others, or in other words, the so-called God is more like an ideal, an ideal king. And what we are looking for is the king of reality. ”

Psychic Warlock.

Let ** Shida frown:

"The King of Reality...... How do you think, then, that this king of yours is going to take all the things of this land into his own hands?"

"Of course it's the people of Tongguò, more people. ”

Edward said: "The feudal feudal system, that is, our original social structure, is too simple, aristocracy. Civilians, the number of upper and lower levels is too small, so it is fundamentally unsuitable for the needs of a large country. So you see, when there are enough layers, the country is stable. Let's talk about it now. A lord has a lot of power, a lot of power, you see, he can collect taxes, he can go on expeditions, he can judge...... That's why lords are unreliable. Why don't we, then, divide the power of such a nobleman among two, or even three new nobles, and then the problem will be solved!"

The Psychic Warlock smiled, taking into account the psychological changes of all the nobles in the Circle:

"The generals run the army, the judges are responsible for imposing penalties, and the peasants' finances and taxes belong to the local treasury, and intelligence is under the jurisdiction of the intelligence services. The appointment and dismissal of officials shall be set up as a separate department, and villages, towns, counties, and provinces shall be under the jurisdiction of the higher level...... In this way, all the nobles had their own duties and were directly responsible to the emperor. Isn't the whole country completely under the control of His Majesty the King?"

"This ......

The meaning of these words made the faces of everyone around them change again and again.

Some people feel that they have ascended to heaven in an instant, such as the Marquis of Jasbeth - he has already thought in an instant that such a reform undoubtedly means that the power in his hands is no longer confined to the capital, but can be extended to any corner of the whole country, those taxes will no longer be exploited by the local nobles, and the taxes of every common man can be directly charged to the treasury, and. Anyone who wants to use their wealth must be inseparable from that name, Jasper!

And others have fallen into hell, like that Blackhawk - what's the point of being a duke without all that strength? and obviously. Most of the officials in these so-called 'departments' are not for life, nor are they inheritable, and there must be a strong mobility in them, which is tantamount to a complete denial of the possibility of the aristocratic family continuing to seize power!

Of course, there are also people who are silent about it...... As the head of the Hidden Knights of the Empire, his organization seems to have spread throughout the country long ago, and has always been under the direct leadership of His Majesty the King.

However, it is obviously not easy for Tumenis to digest such a new, grandiose, and coherent system...... But with James's mind, he can definitely get it done little by little - the first stop is naturally the cute duke, and in fact, with the help of the mages, this top-down change is actually very easy to achieve.

Since this friend of his intend to embark on this path, to rule the world as an emperor, so that his life is short and blazing - then Edward naturally will not stingy with the little memory in his mind, after all, such a life may be destined to be lost to him, but if it can be realized in this friend, it will be a kind of compensation for him, right?

What's more, I may no longer have the opportunity to participate in these things...... If you're unlucky.

"Well, according to Edward, the effectiveness of the dukes seems to be very necessary...... So I don't mind buying them a few mansions in Romante so that they can enjoy the prosperity of the capital. The king narrowed his eyes, smiled softly, and then turned his gaze to the young duke, who was completely stunned: "Your Excellency, Duke Blackhawk, would you like to be my, well, Minister of Personnel, to take on the burden of reforming the system of officials in the various counties?"

"Ahh?......h This, my majesty xià ......"

The young duke shook his head, and it took at least half an hourglass to really understand what His Majesty was talking about—to exchange the absolute control of a county and province that he had just held in his hands for the power of life and death over all the nobles of the entire country, and the pros and cons of this were really not something that his mind could sort out in a moment.

There was no time for him to sort it out, and the slightly raised gaze of His Majesty looked at him like this, but the dark pupils were low and gloomy, like thick clouds before rain.

"Yes, my majesty!" he replied, trembling as he took a deep breath.

The night was late.

The banquet in the hall had dispersed, and all the nobles had left the palace, leaving only the servants toiling about, and outside the window lattice, fine raindrops began to beat the rocks of the terrace, making a silent sound.

The king of Tumenis stood beside the lattice, his gaze shining through the dark crystal, which seemed to fall in the distant sky, in the deep clouds.

"What the hell is he going to do?" he whispered after a long time

"Nothing, or rather, in fact, he does everything for his own business, and you don't need to admit his affection......" In the unsearchable world, a voice responded, so lazily: "Recently, the eyes of the gods seem to have been all focused on him, if he doesn't think of a way, he may only have a dead end, so he probably intends to give you as much help as possible before then, in your words, it is considered ...... Legacy?"

"He's going to die?"

"Definitely. ”

"My ontology has never understood the mercy of his subordinates, or rather, I can't keep it, once he comes, it is impossible for that human being to exist alone"——

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