After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

After reading the diary, I am very ambitious.

From now on, if you encounter any injustice, you must take care of it.

When you meet a beautiful woman you like, you have to throw yourself into your arms.

From now on, I, Zhong Huan, no longer need to suppress myself.

This is the "Master in Black", and this is my future, Zhong Huan!

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My name is Gan Wuyi, and I am the empress of the Dagan Dynasty.

There was a thief in the palace some time ago, and other important items were not lost, except that when I was young, I committed a second-year middle school, and the novel I wrote casually was stolen.

As long as the thief is willing to destroy it immediately, the matter will never be blamed.

It’s fine if you refuse to destroy it, just don’t publicize it.

in a hurry.

Chapter 41 Sylvia: Sneaky Cat!

After that night, among the nobles of the Alan Empire, there was a group of bandaged and plastered figures.

For many days to come, these nobles would directly choose to detour when they saw the wizards of the Black Tower, and even trembled twice when they accidentally saw the novels published by the Black Tower Bookstore, as if they had committed some PTSD. Many outsiders are quite puzzled.

And that night, what happened on the outskirts of the imperial capital——

Together with the ruins of the Hailan Mansion and the mysterious disappearance of Prince Andrew and the second prince, it has become an unsolved mystery in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital.

There are also many versions of rumors and hypotheses circulating among the people in the Western Continent, and there are different opinions.

Many of them are close to the truth, but they have never been confirmed by the parties involved.

And when all kinds of rumors spread rapidly.

A declaration from the royal family of the Alan Empire spread throughout the entire Western Continent in an instant:

The third princess of the empire——

Isabella Fresberg.

Was officially established as the sole heir to the throne of the Aram Empire.

..

Aranian Empire.

It is listed as the four major kingdoms of mankind together with the Holy Kingdom of Fares, which regards the Holy See of Dawn as its state religion, the Alliance of Renault Princes, which has a republic of many great princes as its government, and the Winter Empire in the north.

Compared with the sacred kingdom of Fares with a strong religious atmosphere, the alliance of princes with a strong commercial atmosphere dominated by chambers of commerce, or the cold winter leader with barren land and a small population..

The Arran Empire, which advocates order and rules, is generally considered to be the most powerful one among many human kingdoms.

Therefore, when the new king of the empire was chosen.

Whether it is the other three human kingdoms or the scattered principalities, or the Holy See of Dawn, the Black Tower, or even the Forgotten Island occupied by the high elves, the Giant King's Court...all sent envoys to the imperial capital to congratulate.

..

"So, why did the headquarters send you such a bad old man?"

"Aren't you afraid of flashing your waist at such a big age?"

The outskirts of the imperial capital, the second palace.

Because the Hailan Mansion, which was usually used by the imperial family to entertain distinguished guests, has been reduced to ruins, so this alternate palace was temporarily used.

Charles looked at Kieran with a gray beard and the presence of an old god in front of him, and always felt that the other party had malicious intentions.

"where.."

"Isn't it because you have nothing to do in the big library, so you come out here on purpose?"

Kieran circled Shire twice, with a smile on his old face.

"Little Charles..."

"Oh no, Your Majesty Charles—"

Charles had goosebumps all over his body: "There are things to talk about."

Hearing this, Kieran also put away his previous expression: "That forbidden curse that night..."

Although the imperial military ordered the news of that night to be blocked, after all, the gods on the Western Continent had disappeared for too long. If the news of an evil god's descending was suddenly exposed, it would definitely cause a big turmoil.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, not to mention the movement of the forbidden spell that night was too loud.

As the legend of the Black Tower, Zilan is naturally qualified to know the inside story.

And such an attack-type forbidden spell that wiped out half of the god descended in one blow, it is impossible to say that Kieran is not interested in it.

Curiosity is the cornerstone of every wizard's path to the arcane, even legendary ones.

Ciel guessed what Kieran meant, and shook his head: "Daba."

"The spell model and the magic tools used to launch are not a problem, but the calculation of the falling trajectory of the sword of Damocles requires massive calculations and real-time calibration, and the requirements for accuracy are extremely high."

"The mental power of an ordinary legendary mage simply cannot maintain such a level of calculation, and once there is a slight error in the calculation, the result of amplifying the small error through long-term acceleration is—"

Charles spread his hands out: "Boom!"

"So that's the case. The risk factor is too high for ordinary legends. It can only be regarded as a semi-finished product, and it cannot be included in the forbidden spell library of the Great Library."

Kieran nodded regretfully.

Although he was curious, as the administrator of the Black Tower Library, he still controlled his thirst for knowledge.

This kind of destructive forbidden spell is indeed only qualified to be controlled by a freak like Charles whose spiritual ocean is several times that of an ordinary legendary mage.

If it falls into the hands of an ordinary legend who lacks mental strength, it is very likely that there will be a scene where the enemy is clearly aimed at, but the friendly army is blown up in the end.

But then he thought of what Charles said at the beginning: "Daba? What ancient language is this pronounced?"

Kieran knew Ciel very early, and knew that some strange words often popped out of Ciel's mouth.

I heard from some Shire fanatics in the headquarters of the Black Tower that not long ago, a note written by His Majesty Shire was auctioned in the Shadow Council auction—

It's a pity that the last auction was called off inexplicably, which made many Xia scholars beat their chests with regret.

"It's not the common language of the mainland, nor the ancient elf language... nor the ancient dragon language that I'm good at..."

"Judging from the pronunciation of the word Daba, it seems to be a variant of the ancient giant language or abyssal language."

Charles said flickeringly, "You're right, but Great Annihilation is an innate skill of the Darkin race in the Abyssal Plane, which allows the user to appear as a real demon."

"There is such a thing!" Kieran was shocked, and his thirst for knowledge as a wizard was suddenly activated: "What is the specific effect of this skill?"

"Fear the surrounding minions for three seconds, and gain movement speed, attack power and healing effect."

"Oh, by the way, when participating in killing or assisting an enemy, the duration of this state will be extended by five seconds."

Kieran fantasized about the invincible heroic appearance on the battlefield after the Great Annihilation, and he couldn't help yearning for it: "The dark race is so terrifying! Is there a way for other races to learn this skill?"

Charles thought for a while: "Then you may have to learn the regicide thrust first."

..

Ciel and Kieran chatted for a while, then Kieran turned and left, and began to discuss with several neutral nobles and members of the royal family of the Alan Empire.

There is no way, the tower master and the deputy tower master of the black tower are two dragons who can't see the head but don't see the end. They don't show up once in half a year, and they hardly take care of things.

This also led to the fact that as the only remaining legend of the Black Tower, although Kieran is obviously the administrator of the Great Library, he often goes out to discuss affairs on behalf of the Black Tower.

After all, whether the legend is present or not, the deterrent effect on the negotiation is completely different.

Therefore, he has been a little stressed recently, and he can often see his falling white hair when he takes a shower.

"Would you like to try the hair transplant cream from the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce? I don't know if the effect is as good as advertised..."

Kieran walked away grunting.

And on the other side-

"The envoys from the Holy See of Dawn and the Renault Princes Alliance have arrived."

As soon as the waiter's notification sounded, Charles saw several familiar figures.

"Little Isa!"

Accompanied by a pleasant voice, a beautiful figure held Isabella's hand. It was the saint of the Holy See of Dawn.

The blond girl pulled Isabella and exchanged pleasantries.

Sylvia was wearing a long white dress today, and her long light golden hair, which had been carefully groomed, was reflected in the sunlight outside the window, showing a gorgeous color like glazed glass.

There was a faint fragrance, which reminded Charles of night orchids that bloom only at midnight. It seemed to be some kind of high-end perfume produced by the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce.

After exchanging greetings with Isabella for a while, Sylvia just turned around, pulled the corner of her skirt, held a doll bear in her hand, and was afraid to look directly into Charles' eyes: "Char."

Charles was also quite pleased to see an acquaintance.

The so-called Iron Triangle of Warfare and Animal Husbandry is the rule that every adventure group in the Western Continent uses.

And in the original "Morning Star" adventure group, the priest, or nanny, was the current Dawn Saintess Sylvia.

"By the way, I remember Sylvia, you seem to be writing a romance novel?"

Charles recalled the last time when the two of them made a video call through the summoning circle of the Vatican Branch Church in Chenxi, the other party seemed to be writing some manuscript, and seemed to be writing very seriously.

"Do you want me to publish your book through the Black Tower Bookstore?" Charles felt that he had to help Sylvia to realize her dream.

"Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be the best recommended position, so that every guest who enters the Black Tower Bookstore can see your work, and the words in your book will also pass through the mouth of the bard and spread throughout the entire bookstore." Singing from the Western Continent..”

"I don't want that kind of thing!"

A teddy bear was thrown at Shire.

Charles reached out and caught the bear.

Then, he saw Sylvia sitting on the sofa at the side angrily, picked up a piece of fruit and ate it elegantly, and when he noticed that Charles was looking at him, he turned his head away , not looking at Charles.

So, why is this lady saint getting angry again...

Charles sighed, it's really hard to be a good person these days, and he obviously just wants to help Sylvia fulfill her dream.

He turned around and looked at the two people who were watching.

"Long time no see, Claude, Ingrid."

The "Morning Star" adventure group is very small. At the beginning of its establishment, there were only two captains, Isabella and Shire.

And later, although the super-difficult commissions in the adventurer's guild were solved, this small adventure group, like its name, rose like a comet, attracting countless adventurers from all over the continent.

But because Isabella, as the captain, upholds the principle of preferring shortages, so even until the end——

This legendary adventure group, which has written countless epics and exploits and is still sung by the old people in the adventurer's tavern, only has five members.

Excluding Isabella, Ciel, and Sylvia who form the Iron Triangle of Warcraft and Shepherd——

The remaining two are Claude, who is an archer, and Ingrid, who is a knight of the Holy Pegasus.

Claude is a young man with a bronze complexion, and he has another identity besides the archer——

That is the young leader of the Renault Lords Alliance, and the leader of the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce with branches all over the Western Continent under the Lords Alliance.

It can be said that Claude has [-]% of the credit for Ciel being able to realize those commodities and ideas in his previous life into actual gold coins.

"Long time no see, you and Sylvia are still the same."

Claude had been eating melons and watching the show by the side before, and when he saw Sylvia and Charles breaking up, he couldn't help holding his forehead.

As the future leader of the Reynolds Alliance of Princes, he was arranged to be a marriage partner to maintain the stability of the Alliance of Princes at a very young age, and he got married not long ago. In addition, he has been the leader of the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce all year round. It can be said that he has seen many storms .

It was also because of this that, as someone who had experienced it, he really couldn't bear to look directly at the youthful interaction between Charles and Sylvia.

Shame on—

These two are really embarrassing——

On the other side, the female knight Ingrid could not help covering her eyes.

..

Charles couldn't understand the meaningful eyes of the two of them. He walked towards them, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up.