Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 799 Ambrosia

"This is the talisman for dispatching the Dragon Palace. Well, although the Dragon King is currently the only commander, the job of announcing the decree is also left to you. It's a good thing to do. Our Dragon King seems to have a bad temper. Remember this when you go. Wear a raincoat.”

"Okay, I understand."

"Then, this matter will be left to you." He looked into Wen Yuan's eyes, "Don't let your grandfather go, this is the most important thing. The affairs of the court are, to be honest, external affairs. For the sake of your own family, can you worry more about it? You have to be careful about a plaque—get it, then go for it.”

Wen Yuan nodded solemnly and walked out quickly.

"He still has to do this." Huang Yuanjing sighed, "I just hope he won't be like his father."

"Probably not. Although they are father and son, their temperaments are different. As for Mr. Wen Ge, you can go out and explain it. In addition, I am actually a little confused."

He asked Huang Yuanjing: "Actually, until now, I don't think it is a good decision to send him out. After all, his family is a single generation of three generations. If something happens to him, I don't know how to explain it to Mr. Wen Ge. It's just that if something happens to him, I don't know. I decided to let him go because you said it would work, General Huang. So, is this really reliable?"

"Don't worry." Huang Yuanjing replied, "Although this thing sounds thrilling, it is actually not nervous at all - just for this reason: if it is really dangerous, then dogs should be used for experiments instead of Qilinzi directly. Even A place where Qilinzi can set foot must be absolutely foolproof."

"Yeah." Zhu Xianfen nodded, "Actually, my mood is quite complicated. I want to vote, but I don't want to vote... That's all. The decision-making power actually still belongs to Shangluo. It depends on the situation at that time. I will make another decision. Order whether to release it."

"So, you have finally decided?"

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

The news from Phaethon was in line with his expectations, but he wanted to see Shangluo say this to him personally.

"Well. We finally decided to listen to your opinion first. As long as you are willing to help Apollonia 'come down' to the earth, we have many things we can talk about. Including, the future of the Roman Empire."

"The look on your face tells me that you're not really willing. You're taking a gamble."

"so what?"

"Sober ecstasy." Alexander looked into his eyes. "You can see that what you do is also risky in your own definition. But you seem to be full of confidence in this risky behavior. You are You ignited this fire through calm thinking, a combination of sobriety and ecstasy. You are truly a magician."

"I've never learned magic at all."

"Then you now know how to be a magician. You only lack a little theoretical knowledge - your characteristics are much more important than theoretical knowledge. Elves can know the magic of the heavens, but there are few real magicians among them. Appear. Because elves born from magic have difficulty understanding the source of power that creates them, there may be wizards among the elves, but I have never heard of mages. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand: "Would you like a drink? My homemade wine."

"Forget it. Minors can't drink."

"..." Alexander was stunned for a moment, "You are really humorous. Do you really think of yourself as a Cathay person? My guest."

"I have never regarded myself as some extraordinary savior. My feet stand on the ground, and I am not above the rules and regulations of the world. Therefore, if I say I don't drink, I won't drink."

"Interesting. You are becoming more and more suitable to be a magician - then, I will have a drink by myself. Here's to you, the greatest magician." He gestured to Ptolemy who was serving beside him with his eyes. Ptolemy fetched him bottles and trays from the pantry.

The wine glass Alexander used was a footless horn cup made of emerald. The entire cup is carved from a single piece of jadeite.

Picking up the croissant cup, he reached out to Ptolemy and caught the bright red wine Ptolemy poured from the bottle——

It's a bright red color that will be etched in your field of vision as soon as you take a look at it. It's closer to pink than the usual dark red color of blood. It was like fresh blood, freshly cut from an artery.

"It's a pity that you don't want to take a sip of the divine wine of immortality [Ambrosia]. This was once a divine wine that could only be enjoyed by the gods on Mount Olympus, and just one sip was enough to trigger a world war. You really don’t want to take a sip?”

"No need, we also have our own Peach Conference. Moreover, I will not die in the first place. Heavenly beings themselves are immortal."

Alexander was a little confused, but this was indeed what he was saying. The cup in his hand could actually drive the entire Senate crazy, but even the Pompey clan, which was most interested in big plans, failed to share a cup - for many reasons, the secondary reason being that he had not entered Alexandria at all in the plan, not on the list. The main reason is that Alexander does not intend to share [Ambrosia] at all.

To give Shangluo a drink is based on another consideration.

"Okay." He took a small sip and walked over with the horn cup in hand. There was still half of the glass, and the bright red wine was half full. He had no intention of continuing to drink, but was just going to hold the wine glass as his decoration.

"Then, let's talk about the key points." He walked to Shangluo's side, "Actually, I'm a little surprised that you don't drink this glass of wine. Because if you don't drink, many processes will not be able to proceed."

"Ha, so you started cooperation based on the premise that 'I can drink' from the beginning? Then if I don't drink, there will be no cooperation?"

"Not really. It's just that sometimes we talk about things at the wine table. The bigger the matter, the more we need to drink, right? The gatherings of heroes are also completed at cocktail parties."

"I advise you not to make insinuating remarks. Even if you say so, I won't take a sip."

"So, what if it's not wine, but blood?" He looked into Shangluo's eyes. The half-filled cup of bright red liquid slowly swayed with his wrist.

"You have touched upon 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 drink, it has nothing to do with public order and good morals."

"Is this a necessary drink for Apollonia's descent?"

"Yes." Alexander answered briefly and handed over the cup, "[Ambrosia] Half a cup. To show my sincerity, I have already drank it. The remaining half cup is yours."

Shangluo didn't say anything. He took the cup and drank the bright red content in one gulp.

"It turns out to be wine."

"Ha, you didn't drink it when it was said to be wine, but you drank it when it was said to be blood. Tsk, your taste is really picky. Don't worry, [Ambrosia] is indeed wine, at least for now."

(End of this chapter)