"Didn't you say that you will try your best to support my experiment, so I just need such a research right now. I didn't have a suitable candidate before, but if it is you, it should be fine."

"Huh? You talk about things first... I'm thinking about it."

"I need you to go to the spiritual tomb." Animsfia said indifferently: "The mining city of the spiritual tomb... Magisfia."

"..."

After a while, Limulu lowered his head deeply, the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Are you sure you are entering the mining city, not...waiting for the diggers at the entrance?"

"Ah, I need you to enter the mining city." Animsfia confirmed again.

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Limulu said incredulously, "How should I go?!"

"Don't worry, Magisfia, as the shallowest layer of the tomb, will not pose any danger to you—"

Of course I know there's no danger!But the problem is-

"The tomb of Albion is managed by the [Secret Skeleton Anatomy Bureau]. It is a place that even the monarch is not qualified to enter without authorization. Even if the outside world has a fixed entrance to the crack, the crack coming out of it is not at all. Fixed, if I enter without permission, not to mention that this level of violation is enough to get me designated by the seal, even if I go in without the help of the Anatomy Bureau, I can't get out at all, okay?!"

"Then it's not something I can care about." Hearing this, Animsfia turned her head and said with a chuckle: "In short, this can be regarded as a proof of what you said. If you don't complete this matter Before, I would not have publicly supported you."

"...It's too much, Lord Animsfia."

"Oh, by the way, just before you came, Lord Tranlibeo had just returned from the excavation city, maybe... you can ask him how to apply to enter the tomb of Albion?"

"Tran Ribeio? What is he doing in the tomb?!"

"Who knows... well, since you've told me so much... maybe it's related to Meastea?" Animsfia hinted, and Limuru immediately understood.

Albion, the spiritual tomb, is not only a passage leading to the inner side of the world, but also the foundation of the magic circuit of the great world and the cemetery of countless fantasy species. It can be said that all the precious materials in the world, including the remains of dragons and other resources, are It is produced from the spiritual tomb, and it can only be produced from the spiritual tomb.

As the only high-level resource point, but its own management power is not in the hands of the monarch, the natural faction struggle around the resources of the tomb becomes the most intense point of conflict. It can be said that the benefits there are also different. One of the most core interests of the great monarch.

That Measteya guy, in order to fight against himself, has he not hesitated to involve the proceeds from the spiritual tomb? !Nasty guy.

You must know that Yilimu's current level is not yet capable of interfering in the struggle in the tomb, because the allocation of the tomb in the tomb is fought by the confidant digger families of the major factions. For this reason, these families Even generations lived in spiritual tombs, thus building mining cities, and in this case, compared with the mild political struggles on the ground, the open and secret struggles in the mining cities were much more intense, assassination, assassination, Lurk, snatch—

He even spared no effort to spend decades planting children in families of other factions as spies—just for the sake of sometimes fighting for the heart of a dragon.

But as an unspoken rule, regardless of the factions in the tomb and the power among the monarchs have reached the point of life and death, it will not affect the decision-making among the monarchs on the ground... But this time, Meastea actually got involved Entering the spiritual tomb... Doesn't that mean... I hardly have any bargaining chips to compare with it? ! !

"This is cheating!!"

"Haha! You came to me, isn't it considered cheating?" Seeing Limuru's deflated appearance, Animsfiya suddenly felt a burst of joy for some reason, and smiled lightly twice: "In short , wanting to be a monarch... can't be too easy and easy, can it?"

"Mr Rimuru?"

"Humph!"

Chapter 129, This damn charm with nowhere to put it!

Now, the pressure of choice came to Limulu, he lowered his head and pondered deeply for a long time, finally, with his golden eyes flashing, Limulu raised his head indifferently: "Okay, then, you need me to go What does the mining city do?"

There is no room for rejection, whether it is really for the so-called human protection, the appearance of Chaldea is necessary-or I have no choice now!

Limuru knew very well that since Meastea had already involved Albion as a bargaining chip, Tran Ribeo might have sat on the opposite side of him. In this way, Animsfia His support has become a must have... the only means to break the situation.

Frankly speaking... Animsfia is already a good talker. Thinking of this, Limuru sighed slightly. After all, in this desperate situation, it stands to reason that no matter what the other party asks, she will You have to grit your teeth and think about it——

"As you said, today's observations in the past were only limited observations of the history that has happened, but observations sometimes reveal many interesting things. In the calculation, for some reason, the reversed past always deviates greatly from the observed existence. For this reason, I racked my brains to observe the history of the past few decades, and found out through countless fragments that it seems that the most recent historical node has Part of it is distorted."

Speaking of this, Animsfia raised his head and said indifferently: "About 26 years ago, the past of that period was unobservable, as if a magical singularity had formed, full of incongruity and distortion."

"..."

ha?Hearing this, Limulu was a little dazed, did I travel through the wrong timeline?Nima 90s has a singularity? !

"No, even if the past you observed is distorted, so what?" Limulu spread his hands and said, "Your research has just begun, and we have no way to affect the past. If you really want to say that, I think it's more reliable to ask a magician."

"Haha, you misunderstood, Professor Limuru, that is not a dangerous past." Animsfia chuckled, and said: "In fact, after my observation, the past of that period is not very important for the future. It has no effect, it is simply affected by other factors and produces some interesting phenomena, I want to find out the reason, because it is very important to me."

"...So, the place that affected the past is... the mining city Marisfia?"

"That's right." Animsfia nodded, spread his hands and said, "How about it, Professor Limuru, this interesting journey is rare, and if you can take the opportunity to enter the mining city, maybe It can also lay a solid foundation for your future career as a monarch, what do you think?"

The only survival value of the families in the mining city is to transport precious magic materials to the outside world, and under the influence of the large underground magic circuit and countless magical wrecks, the concentration of mystery below is much higher than that on the ground, so the degree of viciousness inside It can be said to be far higher than the outside world - not only that, although the mining cities like barbaric societies have devoted themselves to different factions and monarchs, in fact, only a few magicians among them will be absolutely loyal to their factions, even if they are the first As a confidant family, they have lived in the dark underground and cruel struggles for generations, and their descendants will also be full of thoughts of wanting to escape this hell.

But want to escape from the tomb? !

Even if the excavation city is located on the top floor of the spiritual tomb, directly connected to the ground, then you have to ask the [Secret Skeleton Anatomy Bureau] in charge of the spiritual tomb if they agree.

"It's really easy for you to say, but what choice do I have?" Limulu lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "I know that I will be able to ascend to my position sooner or later, but I don't I don't want to follow the trajectory planned by those people, it's too slow... Then, if you want to take a shortcut, you have to face danger, right?"

"So... good luck?"

"Thank you." Limuru turned around, undisguisedly turned into a spiritual child and slowly disappeared, "Just don't forget what you promised."

After a while, Animsfia, who felt that the spirit in the room had completely disappeared, sighed, looked deeply at the place where Limuru left, and muttered to himself: "Is it really impossible to observe and deduce?" ? Monarch-level astrological mysteries can’t pry even a little bit... Sir Limuru... If you really represent the future, then of course everything should go well, right?"

The singularity 26 years ago, the unnatural sense of distortion is not actually a change, but what should have happened has not happened, as if a certain key point is missing, a piece of the puzzle is missing.

Animsfia has been investigating for a long time, but can only vaguely guess that the source of this distortion is in the future mining city...

And Animsfia's purpose of letting Limuru go is of great significance to him as he himself said, because it represents whether they in the future can intervene through some mysterious means. past process -

……

It took about an hour for the train to return to the British Museum from the Department of Astronomy. Limulu didn't feel anything when he was accompanied by Mona, but on the way back, he understood what a long journey it was.

However, this is also a good thing for Limulu, because now he really needs to "quiet" to think about some problems and future actions.

If I want to enter the tomb of Albion, with my current status, if I want to enter normally, I will definitely not approve it, and the influence of the monarch in this regard is negligible, except for the limited influence of the three nobles. Except for the [Secret Skeleton Anatomy Bureau], other monarchs rarely provide much help—they need to apply for a report to enter by themselves, let alone arrange to enter by themselves.

Even if Achelot's power is used, it will probably take a certain amount of time and process—in that case, it will give Meastea too much time, who knows what kind of troubles this cerebral palsy will make.

Is it possible to go to Tran Ribeio?But since the other party is already mostly in Meastea's camp, they probably won't help me——

"..."

"It seems... it's not impossible to find it?"

Limuru tapped the table lightly, and suddenly thought that the agreement between herself and Animsfia was actually a hole card, because for most monarchs, no, for all monarchs and even the three nobles, it was a big deal. By default, it is impossible for Animsfia to end.

This is also the reason why the position of the monarch has been unshakable since ancient times. Among the twelve votes, there were first two abstentions from Barthemelo and Animsfia—but now, one of the abstentions has been quietly in the hands of the In my own hands, um, as long as I can fulfill the other party's conditions.

Therefore, assuming that Soronia still belongs to the swing faction, Tranlibeo himself actually doesn't need to care about it-but for other monarchs, his side is already in the ranks of losing!

Must lose means that they will relax their vigilance... Moreover, the idea of ​​the three nobles is only to suppress my self-inflated mentality, and both Inole and Tranribeo belong to the democratic faction and I hope that my position is in favor of them, then, if the premise that I will become a monarch sooner or later holds true——

After the big stick, there are sweet dates.

Limulu looked out of the window, thinking in her heart: "There is no real friendship among famous families, so naturally there is no real shame... If Tranlibeo really intends to reject my request for help and stand on the opposite side , in order to maintain the relationship after I become the monarch in the future, it will greatly increase the chances of him agreeing to my request in other aspects."

"So, Meastea helped me in disguise?" Thinking of this, Limulu shook his head lightly: "Help me, if it weren't for him, I might not even need the Solonian monarch." Find—speaking of which, I saw the three of Barthumello and the others passing by at the traffic center earlier... did they really just come out of the tomb?"

"Hey, is Measteia so fat? It can feed three nobles at the same time... But, this also means that the other party is about to clean up the family's wealth, right?" Limulu stopped tapping the table with his fingers, and suddenly chuckled.

So, if I really enter the spiritual tomb, even if I don’t do anything, just kill all the diggers from the Meastre faction—if you lose the most fundamental asset in the spiritual tomb, what will you have left?

Meast Asia? !

Since 500 A.D., the remaining true ether in the world (the only remaining fifth overhead element after the disappearance of the mystery) has also disappeared, and the mystery in the world should disappear within a hundred years. However, the tomb’s Appearances and excavations of the mysteries of the tombs provide a continuation of the magic of this world—

It can be said that if what is the most important thing for a famous family, then... the status of the spiritual tomb is definitely in the first rank.

Limulu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but think of the ancestral graves in his hometown where countless people were buried - changing that area through special magic and turning it into a family-specific world may not be in some sense It’s just that the hugeness and endless mystery of the tomb come from its connection to the world, and the land of my home...doesn’t even know when it will be able to complete the transformation...

But in any case, the generation of gods magic of this level under his subordinates thousands of years ago undoubtedly did not fully demonstrate the foresight and determination of the Tempest Patriarch back then.

The train arrived and returned to the British Museum in the city center again. The iconic Big Ben passed slowly in front of Limulu. Before getting off the train, Limuru thought for a while whether to tell Lidal or not. Thinking about going directly to the large classroom of all basic subjects——

Well, it's better not to tell her, girls in love are the most troublesome.

Along the way, after meeting the students who greeted him with a smile and nodding, Limuru went straight to the top floor and went to the lounge of Tranribeo——as one of the three nobles, the monarch of Tranribeo Beo actually spends very short time in his large classroom, and rarely even stays in his academic city, but this does not mean that he will not be lost in his office.

The door of the lounge opened in response, and for a moment, Limulu only felt a few sharp and delicate eyes looking at him.

In the huge and slightly gorgeous mansion, two beautiful and astonishing girls are drinking coffee and don't know what they are talking about. When she was exposed, she quickly stood up and saluted very gracefully: "This is like the face in a fairy tale, but is it the legendary Professor Limulu?"

Another woman I've never seen before...

Hearing this, Limulu sighed with both helplessness and a little envy in her heart——

Appeared, this is Lord Tranbelio's harem group!

Well, no, it can’t be considered a harem either—— Limuru looked at the two girls who were winking at him. He had seen these two girls many times, and one of them still often came to his lectures. The second of Tranbellio's youngest daughters... Yes, Tranbellio had several wives and a dozen daughters.

"Good afternoon, ma'am, I have some things I want to visit His Excellency Tranbellio, may I ask - where is he now?"

"Ah, MagDaniel's words should be in Mystil's magic workshop now, Kelly, please take your professor to see your father."

"Hi—" The lively girl was about to stand up, but Limuru gathered a group of sailors and pressed her firmly on the seat: "No need, I know where Mystil's research building is."

He didn't want to be questioned by this girl who had been plotting against him along the way. Although there were many daughters of Tranbelio, most of them would be used as tools for political marriages to marry into the branch family and strengthen their relationship with their heirs. The relationship between the two parties is probably because they know that their destiny cannot be changed, so they, as the youngest, have developed a strong interest in Limuru. Since they can't resist, they choose the best... With this purpose, Limuru Lu's deceptively immature face is also the target of many women from famous families.

Although the existence of Archelot has freed him from a lot of troubles, it can be imagined by referring to the situation of Tranbelio - the constraints of the secular world can't actually restrain magicians, so... Ah The existence of Chelot can only be shown as a deterrent force as a monarch, and those girls who are not afraid of Achelot... Sigh.

Rimuru sighed.

Including the very lively Kelly in front of me—unfortunately, Limulu herself has no interest in becoming Tranbelio's son-in-law, and of course, more importantly, it would be a waste of time for her to take it with her.

Rimuru can travel quickly through spiritualization, why bring this burden?

With a great sage, he already knew the structure of the other side's academic city like the back of his hand when he first came here, so why does he need others to lead the way?

After bidding farewell to his wife and her two daughters, Limulu glanced at the disappointed look in the other daughter's eyes before leaving, and secretly hated her nowhere to put——

Hateful charm.

Chapter 130, Trambellio wants me to be his son-in-law.

When Limulu came to the private magic building belonging to Tranlibeo, the gate here had already dispelled the enchantment, and everywhere was open to welcome him.

And Tranbelio has already leaned his burly body on the sofa, the tight suit highlights his burly figure, and the seriousness he exudes also highlights the importance he attaches to this conversation——

"I'm still wondering when you'll come to see me, Rimuru."

Tran Ribeo's name for Limulu is always the little guy to others, and for Limulu himself, Limulu is also called by his first name. It sounds a little intimate, but in fact, for Limulu As far as Lu was concerned, among all the nobles except Lydal, the person with the best and most harmonious relationship on the surface was also Tranbelio——

Because Limuru's first professorship was awarded by Tranbelio.

During the first meeting of the monarchs, it was Tranbelio's support in exchange for the condition that Limuru, as a first-level lecturer of all basic subjects, reside under Tranbelio's flag. It's a bit like the relationship between Urifis and Kenneth, except...the two are only harmonious on the surface, and they don't have the tacit understanding and trust of the other two that stem from the relationship between master and apprentice.

Limulu understands very well that Tranbelio belongs to the type who does not see a rabbit but does not scatter eagles, so even if he has maintained a harmonious relationship, Limulu rarely takes the initiative to find this man with strong limbs but a mind like an old fox. guy.

But Tranbelio doesn't need to add any honorific title to Limulu, it's intimacy, Limulu can't just call the other party Magdaniel...

"I heard that you, Your Excellency Tranbelio..." Limulu stepped into the room straight to the point and said, "You have received a generous gift from the monarch of Meastea."

Oh?

Hearing this, Trambellio paused slightly as he leaned back against the sofa, sat upright, raised his head and said without concealing the surprise on his face: "Frankly speaking, your growth surprised me—"

Every monarch has its own information channels, but transactions or actions involving the monarch level are often only noticed by the existence of the same monarch. This incident has just happened, let’s not talk about it for the time being. Stea will definitely keep secrets from the hostile personnel. Even if the existence of the noble group can get information, it is impossible to be so fast-this shows that Limuru has already been able to get information from other means other than the noble group such as Archelot. Got the information.

As for whether the source was magic or a nail inserted into the neutral group, Tranbelio didn't care, and he didn't want to investigate the root cause—but, he was even more curious about what Limuru planned to do after he knew it.

There is no such thing as bribery in the magic world.

"So, now that you know this, did you come to me and think about the countermeasures?"

"No, I don't think I have anything comparable to that kind of existence that I can get." Hearing this, Limulu chuckled helplessly, and said without sitting down: "Although the future can be predicted in advance It is a bargaining chip after becoming a monarch, but obviously this approach is just drinking poison to quench your thirst."

"Oh? Then I have a suggestion." Tranbelio said lightly, "I have a little girl..."

"...Your proposal is even more extreme." Limulu shook his head, slightly dissatisfied: "Are you planning to swallow up the Tempest family? Your Excellency Tranbelio, it's easy to have too much appetite Hold on."

"Then what are you going to do?" Tranbelio didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said directly: "Are you going to waste all your previous efforts?"

"This is so strange, you have already accepted the gift from the Meastrean monarch, but you are still trying to persuade me..."

"Because my answer to Lord Meastea is that I will consider it."

"It's indeed your style..." Hearing this, Limulu laughed and said, "Forget it, pretending to be my good looks is not suitable for you, Lord Tranbelio."

Limulu leaned against the wall, and said lightly: "Even if you didn't agree to Meastea, but if you are true and still remain neutral, you have already started to ask me for chips in disguise, instead of taking Ming Hint me with conditions that I know I can't agree to."

How could Rimuru, who knows the characters of all monarchs, not know that what Tranbelio hates the most is the young man who has his daughter's idea - besides that, it is precisely because he knows that although Tranbelio is like Old foxes are generally difficult to deal with, but they always appear gentle to juniors, which is why they talk to each other in this tone.

"That's because I really feel sorry for Rimuru."

Seeing that the other party exposed him without hesitation, Tranbelio lowered his head and chuckled and said, "Obviously you should have a better stage. I didn't approve of your behavior, but I still think you did a good job."

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