The capital of the Gowana Empire, the Royal Palace, and the Hall of the Republic.
This is the highest palace where the empire conducts business affairs from the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China to this day. It's just that the round table's equality structure has been transformed into a stepped structure, with superior and inferior being distinguished. The Republic of Hundreds of Nations has also evolved into the Parliament of Hundreds of Nations, which is purely for consultation and has no real power. The venue of the parliament was also moved to other places, but the Hall of the Republic was still the highest place of power in the Gwana Empire.
Today, the gathered ministers and emperor looked coldly at the people kneeling below.
The family's guard knights are not eligible to enter the palace, but the emperor's guards are. The twenty trusted knights of the guard lowered their heads and said not a word under the piercing gaze.
One of the two people kneeling at the front was the failed imperial envoy, Aga. The other is one of the three deputy commanders of the Emperor's Guards, Yohn, who is responsible for guarding the palace's secret treasures. What was in front of him was the national treasure, the fragment of Emperor Armor Bonneve. Although the injury on his face has healed, the humiliation in his heart will not disappear.
Not only was the demon prince breaking into the treasure house, he was also captured as a strong man to help move things on the road. Even if he tried to escape at night, he would be caught and beaten all over his head. But these personal grudges are not as good as the destruction of the treasure. The former is just a private matter, while the latter may impose a punishment that you cannot bear.
For this group of people who stand at the pinnacle of power, the imperial edict cannot bring back a single magician. This is a provocation to the empire!
As a person at the core of one of the five empires, how could he endure the consequences of being scorned by a magician? All the people gathered looked coldly at the losers kneeling below. Some people showed explicit displeasure and looked at the person responsible for this failed mission, Grand Duke Rizal.
"Tell me, what's going on?" The emperor looked down at the document without raising his head and asked in a majestic voice.
"Your Majesty, I cannot absolve myself from the blame for the failure of the recruitment mission. Please be punished." Returning to a familiar civilized situation, Aga said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone. Of course, in my heart I was secretly complaining about that country bumpkin and a being who was worse than a savage.
"The person didn't come back, so of course I knew it was a failure. Why? That's what I want to know."
"His Majesty's fourteenth son intervened." Aga said without hesitation.
The emperor and ministers who heard this were all stunned and their movements froze. Some people even looked around worriedly, trying to confirm whether a certain prince was really not present. Some people looked at the emperor and Grand Duke Rizal with complaints, who may have known about it, but also had surprised expressions.
The people with first-hand information were the emperor's guards and the eldest son of the Grand Duke. Even if the empire does not regard the information delivered by the forum as a trustworthy source in terms of official government and military affairs, in private, how could these insiders not inform their families or immediate superiors through the forum first?
The emperor, who pretended to hear the news for the first time, put down his documents and quills, sat upright, and looked at the row of young people kneeling below. "Tell me about the situation you saw. Be detailed and don't miss any place." Although Emperor Armin already knew the general situation, the details still had to wait for someone to come back. It would be clearer to ask directly. Paper reporting still has its limitations.
Aga, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of Risa, is definitely not an ignorant playboy. He talks clearly and clearly, but when he talks about a certain prince, he only uses the word "Your Highness" as an honorific. It's not clear.
Although the demon prince Azad was deprived of his right to inherit the throne, his status as a prince was not deprived of him. Even if he is demoted to a commoner and loses his title, he is still His Majesty the Emperor's biological son. Although I don't know if disrespecting this person will be accused of contempt of the royal family by His Majesty the Emperor, no one wants to try.
Aga's statement did not include much in the way of jealousy. He only emphasized the rudeness of the magician and the habitual unreasonableness of His Highness. No one would doubt whether Aga had mistakenly identified the prince, and no one dared to ask for confirmation.
In fact, Aga, the son of Grand Duke Risa, talked about his behavior of tearing up the edict and swallowing it. Most people couldn't help but want to applaud. Even the emperor looked pleased and praised: "He is indeed the eldest son of the Rizal family. He is brave and courageous and will be the future pillar of the empire."
Everyone has the same idea. As long as we keep that person away from the palace, it will be a great achievement! No one even mentioned the recruitment of the magician. Especially when they heard that the magician actually had the strength to compete with that one, everyone asked in disbelief: "Is this true?" "Is there anyone who can compete with that one?" "Look at how many tricks they have made. Parting force?"
Everyone was very concerned about this and even allowed the guard knights kneeling behind them to speak. Otherwise, they would not be qualified to speak alone on such an occasion. But in order to verify the magician's strength and performance, everyone ignored the rules.
In their brief confrontation, neither the accompanying knights nor Aga, who was the messenger, could see that the magician was losing. Rather than one party overwhelming the other, from the vicious eyes of the guards, it looked more like a situation where no one could do anything about anyone.
"So no matter what the true strength comparison between the two is, would it be a good thing if a magician with the same level of strength as His Highness is recruited to serve as a consultant in the palace?" As the agent of Grand Duke Kawei, When his eldest son Farshid asked such a question, the emperor and ministers were silent.
As if to break the deadlock, Emperor Armin asked: "Yon, tell me what it was like when Tiberneve was destroyed."
John, the deputy commander of the personal guard regiment, who has the blood of giants, is a person trusted by the emperor, and he also has considerable strength. If evaluated among private adventurer groups, he would also be given the honorific title of Great Swordsman. If he traveled to enough places and gained enough recognition, it wouldn't be surprising to be called the 'Sword Master'. From the fact that he was able to save his life at the hands of that troublesome son, it can be seen that his strength is high.
Even so, he still couldn't stop his own son from misbehaving. Armin believed that the deputy commander of the personal guard could not deliberately allow others to destroy the emperor's armor. And with the legendary weapon Insado, the leader of the Haggiri clan, it shouldn't be difficult to destroy that armor.
But if the destroyer is the magician, and the destruction is so complete, the nature of the matter is completely different. Everyone who has seen it thinks that this armor is useless and it is easier to recast it than to repair it.
When Jon, who has the strength of a great swordsman, described the battle between the two and the way the magician destroyed the emperor's armor, he would certainly not only talk about the situation that happened, but also add what he learned in that battle. realization. But to sum it up in a thousand words, it is a battle between two inhumans.
The defense of Emperor Armor Bonneve is neither a trigger nor an active skill, but a constant magic effect, coupled with the hardness of the material itself and the impact-resistant design of the armor. It can be said that in addition to not being afraid of piercing damage, it is also not afraid of heavy-hit damage, which is the nemesis of general full armor.
But it only took a moment for such a beautiful magic handicraft and powerful armor to be cut into fine pieces by the magician. Combined with the rumors that the magician once destroyed half the team with one blow, perhaps, the opponent should not be viewed at the level of a 'magician'. This is at least the strength of a great magician, or even a magic saint.
After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Emperor Armin asked: "In your opinion, is it possible to recruit the other party?" He no longer considered the question of how to 'defeat' him.
And the giant tower-like man in front of him is not just a man with muscles and no brains. After thinking seriously for a while, he shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, that is not a magician willing to be inferior to others."
As we all know, the extraordinary warriors that national units can recruit and train are mainly warriors. Top talents in the magic system rarely join the national system and declare their loyalty to the death. In addition to the fact that magicians who claim to be the protectors of civilization are more likely to have random thoughts than a single-minded warrior, the country cannot recruit and support a magician at any cost.
To improve the strength of top warriors, they need rare materials to make weapons and equipment, or to prepare powerful physical potions. The rest is only practice. Although the cost is huge, it is not comparable to the bottomless pit of a magician. The magician's research is burning money, and the most important thing is that it may not yield results even if it is burned. Therefore, the investment and income of the two are disproportionate.
Therefore, no matter which country's top strength, the proportion of tactics is mostly towards the former.
"Furthermore, Your Majesty, as your guardian, Jon is willing to use his body as a barrier for you. But no one is safe within the sight of that magician. Are you really willing to let yourself appear where he can see you? A place?"
The upright giant blood allowed Jon to tell the truth that many people knew but were unwilling to admit. Everyone in the Hall of the Republic stubbornly believes that power allows them to do whatever they want, and then magicians or others will be afraid of anything they want to do. This is true in most cases, but there are always some exceptions.
The emperor shook his hand, returned his eyes and attention to the documents on the table, and said: "Forget it, that's it for the magician. Don't mention it again in the future. You can go down, and we won't pursue other matters. "
From the emperor's point of view, if the opponent's strength reaches a certain level, he cannot be recruited or cooperated, nor should he stand on the opposite side.
Under such a premise, it is meaningless to punish the group of people in front of you. Instead, they found out the magician's strength. Maybe it wasn't the whole picture, but it was enough for them to pay attention to and re-evaluate this person. In this way, the group of people in front of them had merit but no fault.
And it is obvious that Emperor Armor Bonneve is not enough to rely on to fight against it, and this matter is particularly important. Otherwise, one day I had a brain attack and thought I could cause trouble for the magician by putting on that armor. In the end, the pile of fragments on the ground in front of me would be mixed with my own flesh and blood.
Not to mention that if you continue to provoke the magician, it is very likely that you will get a buy-one-get-one-free deal and your troublesome son will come back. Thinking of this, the emperor felt that his right tooth was sore. Since the last time he lost his tooth by that scoundrel, even though it was restored with magic, he still has toothache when he thinks about it now. So just drive away and forget about other things.
Everyone who had been forgiven finally let go of the worries they had been holding on to. They all replied in unison: "Yes, Your Majesty." Then they stood up, backed away, and filed out of the Hall of the Republic.
