Ojarvis was eager to establish contact with Metatrin City, so he collected ten of Salin's magic chariots. Although these were imitations of Salin, the materials were real and not reduced at all. wWW!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!CoM Further refinement by the magicians of Holy Rock City can fully unleash the strongest power of these magic chariots.
Therefore, Ojarvis also had to prepare a heavy gift, at least equivalent to ten magic chariots, for Salin. It can be seen from the news brought by Rex that my sister values this person very much, and the relationship between the two parties is very close.
Ojarvis wants to make Rex stronger. He doesn't want to be the emperor. If his sister can inherit the throne, he would rather be a prince who can't control anything. Ojarvis has been sick since he was a child, and his survival depends entirely on the year-round treatment provided by the palace magicians. If Emperor Chanak had not died in the battle, I am afraid that he, the prince, would have left before Emperor Chanak died. Other emperors may be attached to power, but what Ojarvis desires most is life and health.
Being the emperor is very hard, as you can see from Sephiroth. During this period of time, Sephiroth helped Ojarvis do more than 80% of the things. Even so, Ojarvis still felt tired. It was not that he was mentally weak, but physically weak.
Only now did he understand why he rarely saw his father. He had only shared 20% of the affairs, and he was already exhausted. It would be fine if there was peace in the country. (8) The holy war of the Holy See started after he ascended the throne. His job as emperor was even harder than his father's.
Ojarvis felt that he was a tragic figure and had to stand in the center of the stage and die slowly.
If you give me time to practice magic, and have the powerful backing of the royal family, I can definitely become a magician. At least, I can have a sound body like a normal person.
Ojarvis sent Balder away and suddenly coughed violently. He was the only one in the huge hall, and the sound of coughing echoed for a long time. The sun shines down from above and falls accurately on the corresponding points in the palace. The huge statues around it seem to come alive. The sage monarchs in the history of Qin Yin looked down at Ojarvis one by one, allowing him to cough up blood. The water flowed out of his nostrils, and he covered his mouth with his yellowed fingers.
For Ojarvis, coughing was a very hard thing. He shivered and took out a bottle of magic potion, slowly swallowed one portion, and then leaned back on the chair, his eyes a little dull.
After he finished taking the medicine, he took out his handkerchief and wiped away the blood from his nostrils. The blood was dark and purple in color, with a hint of Qi Ben's fragrance, and it also stained his fingers.
A tall and thin figure appeared next to Ojarvis. The black-robed mage lowered his head, looked at His Majesty the Emperor, and said softly: "Ojarvis, are you taking medicine again? You'd better take less."
The magician's voice was flat and emotionless. There are three magic marks on the magician's black robe. "You will die if you eat, and you will die if you don't eat. I am the emperor, and I must make myself more comfortable." Ojarvis's voice was even calmer, as if he was narrating other people's affairs.
The black-robed mage looked at the emperor. This young emperor was saved by several of them. Even magic cannot violate the laws of nature. Ojarvis's body was born with great defects. It is almost impossible for him to die like a normal person.
Ojarvis threw the handkerchief on the ground, and his eyes regained some sparkle. He raised his head and said to the black-robed mage: "I heard that the Holy See has the elixir of immortality, and every pope will take it when he succeeds to the throne. If you take a portion of it, no matter who you are, your life span can be extended by one hundred and twenty years. Is this true?"
"You are the emperor of Qin Yin, so you can't believe in the spirit." The magician's answer seemed to recognize this legend.
"Yes, it is true. If I really believe in gods, the anger of my subjects will burn me to death in advance. Mephisto, I heard that Salin has a corrupted red archbishop. , tell me, will he have a way to cure my disease?" There was a bit of hope in Ojarvis's voice. "What the ninth-level magician can do, we can also do. Ojarvis, I don't want to lie to you." The black-robed mage replied.
Ojarvis smiled and said: "It's true, magicians are always so boring. It would be great if I could learn magic every day... Then we can communicate normally."
The black-robed mage Mephisto looked at the emperor with some pity. This emperor's body was so weak that he could no longer contain the magic string or sword energy.
"Mephisto, I envy my sister very much. She is much freer than me." Ojarvis took a breath.
"The princess is not free either." The magician finally replied with a sentimental word. Several of their ninth-level magicians were also very familiar with Rex. As for the conflict between Rex and the prince, magic Teachers can't interfere, but that doesn't mean they don't have opinions. "Now that she is a county king, she can lead a country and is not tied to the parliament. How can she not be free? The black-robed mage did not answer. He stood in the darkness,
Looking at the emperor who was rescued by everyone, a child who could only live to be six years old. "Mephisto, go ahead, I'm fine." Ojarvis couldn't get an answer, so he waved his hand with difficulty and leaned on the chair again.
The imperial capital of Qin Yin was shrouded in rain. Tens of thousands of miles away, the Tanggulas Empire and Siwu City were also covered in cold wind and rain. The emperor of the Tangula Empire looked anxiously at the documents submitted by his subordinates in the palace.
Twenty-five thousand regular troops were lost in the wilderness north of Qin Yin. He could not believe such a result. But people from the Holy See must have seen this thing, and there is no way it is false. In the eyes of Emperor Tangulas, except for his 25,000 regular troops, the rest of the soldiers were not considered human beings.
Next to the emperor was a magician wearing a red robe. This magician was extremely young, at least twenty years younger than the emperor. "Pooh, can our army capture Qin Yin?" The emperor looked only forty years old, with smooth and healthy blond hair, but his tone was a bit decadent. "Of course. With the guidance of the gods, we will be invincible." The red-robed magician said, "But Nicholas has fallen. I heard that he is a devout believer."
"In front of the gods, everything is humble. Nicholas failed to withstand the temptation of the devil. His betrayal can only bring the wrath of the gods to the continent of Mels, burning 17 D" Pooh, don't lie to me, force me Nisio killed all Nicholas' cronies for this matter. Sigh... Tell me, when did Dinisio ever lose his temper like this? "What is your Majesty planning to do?" "The red-robed magician glanced out the window. The soldiers patrolling outside the window were all dead soldiers of the Tanggulas royal family. No one could get close to him. "What can I do? If... if I were allowed to see Sharjah, maybe I will figure it out." There was a strange excitement on the emperor's face.
"Your Majesty, although this matter is a blow to Dinisio, Sharjah will not take this opportunity to attack. The power and depth of the Pope are unfathomable, so we still don't want to provoke him. "Winnie, you are worthless! "The emperor suddenly became angry and slapped the table hard. "Your Majesty, I am your son and I will only tell the truth. "The red-robed mage took his time.
"But I couldn't bear it anymore. Dinisio sent an oracle, asking me to form a navy to help him attack Metatlin from the sea. How did he know that I already have a fleet!" The emperor's anger was not For no reason, he managed to accumulate a fleet, but was discovered by Dinisio, who asked him to use the fleet to attack that distant city.
For an ambitious Tangulaska Bian. : ".. Said that the Holy See was a huge shackles, making him unable to breathe. The fleet was √':. ↑"! A possibility is now being sent to the front line again. But the emperor is not stupid. Metat said:' ↑"↑"≯The army must be much stronger than the army, otherwise even Cloud City and Alchemy City would not allow this port city to exist. The Pope is so If you do it, you have to cut off your own hopes! "Your Majesty, Sharjah is not reliable. If you want to keep the Hu army, I can help you introduce someone. "Who?" "Faka." Missing! Emperor Tangulas angrily threw everything he could throw on the ground. "That bastard, if I see him, I will not help but kill him!" "Your Majesty, Faka is the most humble person in the world. Why are you angry with him?" "Red Robe
"Humility? I have never seen anyone more arrogant than him!" Emperor Tangulas's hands were still shaking. Even Dinisio did not humiliate him in person, but that Faka did More than once. Only he knew this, but he didn't dare to say it. Among the stars on the Glorious Plains, the person closest to God, the first divine envoy, can kill himself without the permission of the Pope. "But Your Majesty, if this fleet is sent to Metatlin, the result will not be very good. Even if Metatlin does not have a navy, Alchemy City is not something we can fight against." "Then what do you think we should do?" The emperor is not stubborn. When he is sitting in the city of sleep, he always has to find a breakthrough to loosen the huge shackle of the Holy See before he can free his hands and feet to do things. "Your Majesty, let's launch a second expedition in the name of the royal family. This way the Pope will have no reason to dictate to you and will instead cooperate with you." "However, now we are organizing a second expedition. By the time we get there, it is already winter.
"Isn't that better? In winter, there is a reason to stick to the city and let the army build a city there. According to the law, every time the empire builds a city, the Holy See must build a church of corresponding size. Your Majesty sent hundreds of thousands of slaves there this time, Dini Theo, he must send enough priests." "I understand!" The emperor clapped his hands and laughed, his son was indeed cunning. . . mF! ~!
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