Wizard From Afar

"It’s...the sixteenth day."

Imperial Capital Golovin, the Imperial Front Cabinet Hall of the Sky Vault.

The Minister of the Seal Metternich Leopold sat in his seat and silently looked at the vacant seat at the end of the long table. It was only half a body away from him, but it seemed The location of the abyss across the ten thousand zhang.

From half a month ago...when the night of the assassination started, he stayed here.

Yes, he Metternich Leopold completely experienced the night of assassination, and recently he was separated from the elves assassins by a wall;

Although it seems very funny to the Secretary of the Seal himself-because even in the most dangerous situation, there is still no elf assassin found here, their goal has always been placed in the palace of His Majesty, completely ignoring this real master of the empire. A place of supreme power.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you find out; according to Albert, the entire cabinet hall is covered with masonry engraved with "silent rune"; and the "cold ice shield" outside the hall "It's three times stronger than the one outside the door of the Heavenly Vault.

So in Metternich's eyes, he has experienced the night of assassination, and he has not experienced the night of assassination...it is so funny.

As for the reason...I don't know.

He only received the handwritten letter from His Majesty himself, and stayed in the cabinet lobby until the Imperial Family wizard announced that everything was safe. As the Minister of Seal, as the head of the Royal Cabinet, he announced his own orders. .

That's all.

The head of the dignified cabinet, under one person above ten thousand people, has the titles of "Shadow Emperor" and "Vice King". In the eyes of Eckhardt II, he has no seals and microphones. Different... In this regard, Metternich expressed his emotional stability.

He has served Eckhardt II so far, and has been with the emperor from young to old. He has long been accustomed to the other’s wrists and acting style... For such a powerful and full of control desire, his All courtiers should be no different from tools.

"Sixteen days...what are you waiting for, Sir Albert?"

The Minister of Seal of the Seal looked sideways, his aging and bright eyes turned to the silhouette of the Imperial Family wizard consultant "Even if you have spent so long with my boring old fogey, you should have been bored?"

"Seeing that you are still joking, how can I be bored? What?" Sitting at the other end of the long table, Alberd slightly smiled looking at Metternich Leopold:

"But you’re right, sixteen days...almost. It's time."

The voice fell, and Albert took out a scroll very solemnly from his arms and handed it to the Minister of the Seal.

"This is..."

Taking a breath, Metternich's gaze suddenly condensed.

"Your Majesty’s handwritten encyclical is also the last one." Alberd was slightly nodded, with a little grief in his expression: "Wait silently until the time is right and hand it over to the Minister of the Seal...It’s given by your Majesty. My order."

"so that's how it is."

Even if I had noticed it a long time ago, the Minister of Seal of the Seal was still very shocked; It returned to normal after one minute and was sighed heavily.

With bloodshot eyes staring at the extremely capable handwriting on the scroll, Metternich was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

"Your Excellency Albert, do you know that once we will issue this imperial decree in the name of your majesty and imperial cabinet..." The seal minister with a heavy face, dragging a hoarse voice It’s extremely difficult to open the mouth and said:

"The empire...will instantly fall into the flames of war, divided into two?"

"Or reborn from the ashes?" Imperial Family wizard advisor His expression is meaningful.

"I hope so too, but the fact is that this empire was divided into two years ago because of the throne dispute." Metternich's tone became hurried: "And this Do not make any preparations at the time, and immediately issue this kind of imperial decree without leaving any back-hands. It will completely make the already divided empire..."

"Your Excellency, the Minister of the Seal!"

Alberd, with a heavy expression, snapped off, shocking the old man on the opposite side.

"This is your majesty’s last imperial order and his last wish."

"If we are still his courtiers, loyal courtiers, then the only thing we can do ...Is to make him do what he wants."

"This is his plan, a plan he has devoted his life to-if you have any doubts, I can understand it; because it's not just you, me, Including everyone, they are only part of your Majesty’s plan, and they only know what they should know."

"I only know one thing, that is, when your Majesty gives me any task, he will I believe that I can do it with absolute confidence."

"So all I have to do is to ensure your safety, and you will sign your name on this manuscript..."

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Looking at Albert, who was always gentle and even weak, became so tough at this moment, Metternich fell silent.

"I understand."

Silently lifted the pen, the silent minister of the seal signed his name on the scroll, and affixed the seal symbolizing the imperial cabinet:

"Let us loyal ministers, fulfill your majesty's wishes...whatever the result!"

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Boundary Mountain Fortress.

In the fortress fortress, Connold Desalion, leaning on the back of his chair, looked at the guests sitting in front of him. No matter how restrained he was, he couldn't hide the unexpected expression in the corner of his eye.

The leader of the wizard tower, Archon of Eboden... At this moment, he is sitting at his table, tasting the local brew of East Sackland.

Compared with His Royal Highness, Corona's expression at this moment can be called peaceful; as if this is not the edge of the world, the front line to resist the invasion of monsters, but the home of a certain friend.

This kind of indifference made it very difficult for the cavalry officer Deresis who stood by.

"If you want to taste the dry red of East Sacrament specifically, then I can prepare a whole carriage for you now."

Finally can’t hold back Kang Nord finally spoke first, with a somewhat indifferent tone: "But I want to hold Eboden and the consul of the Imperial Seaport, and ran to Duanjieshan...should it not just to find me for a drink?"

"This is natural, and I still carry the emperor's decree... and some important information that I want to bring to you." Corona smiled knowingly, showing a child-like expression:

"Nevertheless, it does not prevent me from admiring the magnificent scenery of Duanjieshan and tasting the unique delicacies here, your royal prince."

"You must know... to live. If someone my age can’t look a little bit open, then there is only a long wait in life for me."

"But I’m still very young, and it’s hard to tell you that. You can understand this situation; so please speak up, Colonel Archon, why on earth are you here?"

Connold, who stood up straight, looked directly at him with that sharp gaze. Corona.

"Youngster..."

Sighing and shaking his head, Corona picked up the scroll he had always placed on the corner of the table and handed it to His Royal Highness.

"This is..." With an interrogative sentence, Connold, who took the scroll, did not open it directly, but looked at Corona with a questioning look.

"The information about the Azores Elf Kingdom covers military organization, political system, people’s livelihoods, customs, belief traditions... and their unique magic theories and the use of the "four courts" warriors, The power named'Warrior Way'."

Corona Yoyo opened the mouth and said: "All the content covers all the information we have collected so far, and some have even paid their lives. Price; after reading them, you are one of the people in the empire who knows the Azores best."

Connold's body was slightly trembled, and then the quiet scroll was pressed on the table. superior.

"Then, the second question." His Royal Highness looked solemn and asked word by word: "Why... give me such important information?"

" So who do you think I should give it to?" Corona asked with a smile.

Connaught coldly snorted: "You are joking with me, right, consul?"

"On the contrary, I am trying to make an empire loyal to the empire Human duty." Corona shook his head again, his expression didn’t mean joking at all:

"You are the crown prince of the empire and the future emperor; the Imperial Capital is in chaos right now, Eck When the life and death of His Majesty Hart II is unknown, of course such important information must be entrusted to you, which is the most correct choice."

Of course, Connold would not take such a "conceptual remark" in such a scene. , Even Dresis standing in the corner was disdainful.

"Yes, but forgive me to speak bluntly, everyone in the empire knows that I support the church against the wizard; everyone in the empire also knows my dear Brandon younger brother, standing Wizard’s side." Connold’s eyes flickered:

"And he is the second heir to the empire, second only to me in rank."

In Connold and Germany Under Resis's skeptical gaze, Corona, who finally stopped smiling, slowly got up and let out a long sigh.

"Then please forgive me to speak bluntly, your Royal Highness, the last thing the empire can't show up right now... is infighting and splitting." Corona, who stared at Connold, was extremely serious. :

"I don’t deny my dislike of you, just as you don’t trust the wizard; but when we have to face a strong enemy, a father who has probably killed you will soon be When the enemy invades your country...Unity is a must!"

Connold did not speak.

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

"Your Excellency Corona, the tone of your speech..." Connold was silent for a while, slowly raising his head, and crimson's pupils finally trembled slightly:

" It's like getting a handwriting from the Imperial Father before his death."

Corona sighed.

"His Royal Highness, didn't he tell you when he came down?"

"I carry Eckhart II on my back...Your Imperial Father's royal Order!"

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"What did you say, your majesty Royal Order?!"

cried out in surprise, Grand Duke Wiltz of Allermans suddenly got up from the chair behind the desk, and only one silver-white pupil was staring at the one-knee kneels. Knight in front of the door.

On the night of the assassination, Yuli Wiertz, who sacrificed an eye to kill the genie assassin, moved his daily administrative affairs from the palace hall to the small study in the side hall.

On the one hand, because the structure here is the strongest and has the blessing of silent rune; on the other hand, the small environment is not conducive to the hiding and escape of assassin; even if you die, you can protect the overwhelming majority in the castle. .

Since the night of the assassination, Grand Duke Wiltz, who received information from Byrne’s hunter Fiend, has been waiting for news, and at the same time, he has been collecting information from the chaotic Imperial Capital; even if it is mostly useless , And never gave up.

But even though he had prepared for the worst, Duke Wertz absolutely did not expect that it would be such a result.

"The emperor... is dead?!"

"Yes..." Knight on one-knee kneels lowered his head, with a hint of crying in his voice: "From the sky palace The message from the Imperial Cabinet, a passing hunter Fiend brought information."

"Eckhardt II, the Twelfth of the Empire, the highest emperor... died at the hands of the Azores assassin ——!!!"

As he shouted hoarsely, the light in the study seemed to dim a little.

The Grand Duke Wiltz, whose face was sinking, thought of another thing.

This information was brought by Fiend Hunter of Skywing Wings; in other words, Loren Torino...no, Brandon Desalion already knows it, right?

What will he do next, is it to assemble the two Duchy forces of Byrne and Boye to compete with Crown Prince Connaught?

In this way, before the enemy comes, the Sackland Empire has been divided into two and plunged into a terrifying civil war...until enough blood flows, destroying enough lands and towns...choose The thirteenth generation of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor who was dyed with the blood of his relatives and compatriots.

What should I do, what should Elman do?

At the moment when Archduke Wertz was lost in thought, a hurrying Knight walked into the door of the study again, and put a letter paper on his desk.

The black-bottomed Golden Lion of the Torino family of the Scarlet Blood Castle, and the three-headed giant dragon of the Desalion family hold up the coat of arms of the iron crown, impressively on top!

"This is a letter from Byrne, just delivered, Duke!" Knight, brow beaded with sweat, can't wait to open the mouth and said: "From the Scarlet Castle, Byrne A joint letter between the Duke and His Royal Highness Brandon! And..."

"And what, say it!" The frowning Grand Duke Wertz impatiently urged his Knight: "What are they going to do? What else do you want to do?!"

"Your Excellency Loren Torino, Duke of Byrne, has spread this letter as his second "Empire Declaration" throughout the entire empire. I have received this letter." Knight talked more and more panicked, more and more confused:

"Your Excellency Loren, Loren Torino, he wants to invite all the dukes to join him... to the Imperial Capital. Lovin..."

"To support the Prince of East Sacrament, His Royal Highness Prince Connold Desalion, is the thirteenth generation of the Supreme Emperor of the Empire!"

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