Fairy’s Box

After this oolong, His Majesty the Deputy Emperor pieced together the majesty of the ground, and used the "national event" as an excuse to drive out the little princess who had rashly entered the reception hall.

After realizing that he had a fight with the deputy emperor of the empire, and he pressed the opponent to the ground and locked the triangle for a while, Yale had been sweating coldly behind his back, feeling that he had a high chance of being criticized - at least punished Salary suspension, and may even be deprived of the title.

As if he was deliberately torturing him mentally, Alex did not express any opinion on the previous incident, but arranged for the maid to deliver the clothes, and summoned a team of kings guards to guard the palace gate.

When the black-haired knight changed into a toga robe in the dressing room, His Majesty the Deputy Emperor was sitting on the sofa neatly dressed, like an ordinary host receiving guests, and pointed to the position opposite him just now:

"sit."

"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to..."

"I asked you to sit down."

"Yes."

Yale bit his head and sat down, bowing his head like he was on pins and needles, with an attitude of killing or slashing at your disposal.

"How is the taste of the palace?"

Alex asked him with a half-smile, raised his left hand at the same time, and pointed his index finger to the vertical wine cabinet beside him. The tall and beautiful maid in a white gauze skirt walked over immediately.

"Fortunately, it's not as comfortable as I thought." The black-haired knight continued to bow his head, sweating coldly.

"In this reception hall, you competed with the Imperial Caesar in combat skills, and also used the twisting technique. You may be the first one in the past." His Majesty the Deputy Emperor said and touched his neck, which was just locked by the opponent's triangle. Le's location.

"The minister is guilty."

Yale raised his head, and when he saw the other party's eyes, his heart sank, and he put on an expression of resignation.

"What's the crime?"

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor took the tall glass cup from the maid, shook the wine a little, with a smile in his eyes: "If I really want to cure your sins, I won't let you sit down, come and drink with me. a cup."

"Your Majesty's forgiveness of sins you didn't know, is indeed wise and kind, and your subordinates are very grateful!" The black-haired knight immediately got up and offered a flattery.

"That's it!"

Hearing this, Alex waved his hand, showing a wry smile:

"Since my coronation, I have heard countless compliments, and your flattery is worse than the worst batch. Don't do things that are unskilled, lest you and I feel uncomfortable."

"As ordered."

Yale took the wine glass from the maid's hand, glanced at the mellow wine in the glass, and his mood immediately relaxed a lot.

"Since the end of the Hundred Days Crusade, and the emperor's sealing of you in Glamorgan, I have been sending people to keep an eye on you. From forming alliances with monsters to destroying the Highland Kingdom, your performance has impressed me every time."

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor looked at the sparkling wine in the glass, and gradually turned his attention to the black-haired knight, and sighed in a trance:

"The fall of the Fannon family and the full fall of the Highland Kingdom to the Alliance of Order is equivalent to cutting off the hand of the Liberty Alliance to the land of the Atrium. It not only frustrated the Papal State's plan for decades, but also made the offensive and defensive trend of the Cold War. Reverse, it's all your credit."

"This is not the ability of the minister alone, but the concerted effort of the Governor's House."

Yale is of course not humble. If there is no Pompey's suggestion to recruit the guards, and without the successive votes of the people in the Black Seat, his plan to set up a plan to swallow up the elite of the highland is likely to fail, and maybe he will lose the battle.

"For such a great achievement, I didn't reward you so much, do you have any complaints?"

"Serving the country is the duty of the minister and other knights, and the minister has no complaints."

"well said!"

Alex's eyes flickered, he immediately sat up straight, raised his neck and drank the drink in one gulp, and said movingly:

"This is how I know the Earl of the Blue Knight. As long as you have this heart, no matter how many arrogances I have done before, I will not take it to heart."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing that he was drinking happily, the black-haired knight picked up the glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

"I'll test you."

His Majesty the Vice Emperor put the wine glass back on the coffee table, leaned his back on the sofa, and asked with a slightly condensed gaze, "What do you think is the most troublesome thing in the empire right now?"

Yale thought for a moment, then answered in a deep voice:

"Magic Stone Innovation Project, Cold War, Demonic Disaster."

"It's all wrong."

Alex raised his head, glanced at the crystal lamps on the ceiling, and narrowed his eyes:

"Although the Cold War and the Magic Stone Innovation Plan are vital to the empire, they are changes to the world, not disasters. The weight of the magic disaster is smaller in comparison. Long-lasting consumption, then it is not a problem.”

Even disasters like the Demon Calamity are so awkward... What the **** is wrong with His Majesty the Vice-Emperor?

The black-haired knight's thoughts flickered for a while, and he thought of a lot of things, because there was no real evidence, he couldn't make random guesses, and he could only wait patiently for the other party to solve their doubts in silence.

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor looked at him with burning eyes, and there was a faint flame jumping in those blue pupils, and the sharp ones seemed to be able to penetrate everything:

"It can be seen that your power of origin has grown to the limit, close to the state of deification. In that case, you should also understand the difference between the knight of the end and the true god."

"Yes."

Yale raised his head, and under the deliberate traction of the other party, two golden light beams flashed away in his eyes:

"True God is the personification of the rules, and we are the concepts that are close to reality."

"Because of this, we are stronger!"

Alex smiled, but there was a torch-like glow in his eyes: "As a concept of real existence, the complete Knight of the End is an immortal and eternal existence, which can only be sealed and cannot be destroyed."

"As far as I know, the Knights of the End are not invincible. They can hurt, get injured...and die."

The black-haired knight lowered his head slightly, his gaze turned to the pure and transparent goblet, and the sunlight passed through the flawless glass, leaving a rippling streamer on the coffee table.

"I know what you're thinking, but Casper's perfect body is not a true ultimate life form, and Aurelia and Ebenezer are not complete end knights... To be precise, there is currently no such thing in this world. There is no complete Death Knight. As long as you reject the will of deification, and as long as you retain your human feelings, you are not a true Death Knight."

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief and said softly:

"Real knights of the end, not limited by battery life, not bound by emotions, are the perfect weapons of war with endless power. They don't hurt, they don't get tired, they don't get hurt, and they absolutely cannot die. All the shortcomings of human beings are common. No. Sir Bernstein, I don't know if your teacher, General Casper, ever told you what it means to be 'mindless'."

"No."

Knowing that he was probably approaching a secret story involving the core secrets of the empire, Yale immediately picked up his energy and replied attentively:

"He just told me to be very careful with my deified self."

Alex opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes passed through the space like lightning, and stared at him closely: "Then, have you ever considered, if the human and **** are one, if the human-god suppression state fails, what state will the knight of the end enter? ?"

"Consciousness is completely deified, erasing the feelings of being a human..." The black-haired knight said calmly, the last sentence, his throat trembled:

"Become a 'God' in the true sense."

"This is 'mindless'."

Alex snapped his fingers, and the maid beside him immediately filled his drink and held up the glass and handed it to him.

"Forcibly denying the deified self, the technology of being suppressed by humans and gods, has its own risks. You know, from ancient times to the present, how many knights of the end have lost control in the state of being suppressed by humans and gods, and they have become the extinction of everything. A monster that exists for yourself?"

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor took the high-footed glass, took a sip of the drink before the black-haired knight could speak, and then answered himself: "According to the records of the secret agency, there are a total of 231 cases of knights out of control."

"There are so many? Then they are now..." Yale asked hesitantly.

"Part of them, when they knew that their situation was about to deteriorate to the limit, and it was difficult to support the existence of their personality, they chose to commit suicide in various ways when they were dying. The other part, either feared death, or was lucky, or it was too late for themselves. Started, they lost control, and released the strongest power belonging to the knight of the end."

Alex put down the wine glass with a heavy gaze, and said word by word:

"There are forty-seven people in this part."

"Forty-seven complete knights of the end, since they can't be destroyed...then they were finally sealed?"

"Yes, those who know all this call these runaway knights the sealers. Each of these monsters is no weaker than any of the Chaos Gods you have ever seen, and the strongest of them, even Possesses power close to the source."

His Majesty the Deputy Emperor suddenly held the coffee table with both hands, leaned forward, and said with a solemn expression:

"Think about the current devil disaster. Each of them shows up alone and has the power to independently call the devil disaster. No, it won't be the only level. They know the imperial system well, and their destructive power will only be stronger."

"You mean, have these sealers been released?" The black-haired knight suddenly clenched his fists and stood up from the sofa, his expression becoming extremely heavy.

"It's not too bad to this extent, but there is indeed a problem with a certain sealing point."

Alex raised his left hand and pressed it down slightly, motioning him to relax, and at the same time, he picked up the hardcover book of Hurricane Phantom from the sofa:

"The sealers are extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of each other's power, so when a knight above the deification level goes there, it will cause a terrible force field resonance. I have selected all the warriors including the Kingsguard, but no one is more suitable than you, Bernstein. Sir, are you willing to go to the Sealed Land for me?"