Morrison said indifferently: "Ian!"
Yang Feng is more respectful and meticulous in etiquette: "The minister is here!"
Morrison murmured for a while before he said: "The potions and prescriptions you offer, I like very much. You are a magician again, so if you do, I will reward you as a palace archmage."
Yang Feng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said respectfully, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Envying gazes focused on Yang Feng's body.
Many court magicians are enshrined in the Morrison Empire. Those palace mages are divided into three levels: palace mages, palace mages, and palace mages in charge of five levels.
Some wizard-level magicians can only become third-level court mages in the imperial palace of the Morrison. The palace archmage is an existence that only the strongest wizard or legendary wizard can become.
Yang Feng is just a small wizard, and he can become a palace wizard. This is a kind of glory and a huge power.
According to the customization of the Morrison Imperial Palace, a palace archmage has one third-level palace mage, eight second-level palace mages, and fifty first-level palace mages.
In other words, as soon as Yang Feng became the palace archmage, 59 powerful magicians were added to his subordinates.
Of course, it depends on Yang Feng's ability to truly subdue those fifty-nine powerful magicians as his subordinates.
In this sacred blue city, with the blessings of the gods and countless purification enchantments, Yang Feng could not control other people with nano liquid robots. Otherwise, if you are a little careless, once he is discovered, the foundation he has laid down will be ruined.
After accepting the appointment, Yang Feng frankly retreated to the court, next to Busuo. As a real earl, he also has the qualifications to attend the court.
Soon after, the court dispersed.
"Your Majesty, Earl Ian, please go to the Imperial Study Room."
As soon as Yang Feng was about to leave, an attendant approached him respectfully.
Yang Feng said: "Okay!"
Yang Feng followed behind the attendant and walked through the corridors to the imperial study room.
In that imperial study room, only Maurice En 2869 was sitting on a chair, flipping through a memorial at will.
Yang Feng performed an impeccable etiquette, and then said: "Weichen Ian, I have seen your Majesty!"
Morrison turned around slowly in the 2867th, and his slightly muddy eyes glanced at Yang Feng, revealing a smile that was not a smile and said indifferently: "Ian, I heard that you When I came to the blue city, I was invited by Garza to the Beauty and Joy Hotel and spent a wonderful night. Ian, what did Garza talk about with you?"
Yang Feng was suddenly shocked, and countless thoughts turned in his heart. Vaguely, with the extraordinary perception possessed by the third-level warlock, he could clearly perceive that in this room, at least six legendary hidden powers were locked in. He, once he changes slightly, he will usher in the siege of the six legendary powerhouses.
With a cold sweat behind Yang Feng, his thoughts turned, and finally he honestly said: "His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince invited the ministers to the Beauty and Joy Hotel in the hope that the ministers will join his camp, fight the prince, and assist him in reaching the throne in the future."
Morrison, 2867, seemed to ask casually: "Did you agree to him?"
Yang Feng said: "On the recommendation of Governor Monbuso, the weird minister, can we return to His Majesty and become the earl of the red soil. He is very kind. Therefore, the weirdish minister only hesitated slightly and agreed to the six princes to join his camp."
Morrison 2867th chuckled and said: "I am the one who promised you the earl of the clay, not Garza. The person you should be loyal to is me, not him!"
Yang Feng bowed his head slightly to compliment: "Yes! Yes! It is indeed your majesty who promised me the earl of the red soil. The minister is willing to do his best for your majesty and die!!"
Morrison 2867th is a faint king who kills without blinking his eyes and does whatever he wants. As long as he has not been touched, Yang Feng doesn't want to violate him.
Yang Feng stubbornly cut the railway: "If your majesty wants to let the ministers leave the camp of the six princes, the ministers will immediately cut off all contact with them."
Compared with his own life, the friendship between Yang Feng and the sixth prince Garza was nothing to mention.
Morrison 2867th nodded in satisfaction, saying meaningfully: "No. Since you promised Garza, please help him."
Yang Feng just breathed a long sigh of relief. He only felt that the clothes behind his back had been wet with sweat, but he said respectfully: "Yes! Your Majesty!"
Companion with a king is like a companion with a tiger. Morrison's 2867th faint king is even more dangerous. If he can't deal with a word, it may be a disaster.
Morrison 2867th faintly said: "Well, if there is nothing wrong, you can withdraw!"
Yang Feng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, there is something to be told by the Weichen."
Morrison said indifferently: "Say!"
Yang Feng respectfully said: "Weichen wants to open a magic academy in the holy capital Blue City to cultivate magical talents for the empire. Weichen would like to ask your majesty to serve as the dean of this magic academy."
The magic inheritance method of Fesuo Plane is very old. In addition to the major churches, there are only some loose magic organizations formed by individual magicians except for the court mages cultivated by the empire itself.
Those magic apprentices were discovered when magicians traveled, or were recommended by acquaintances before they were admitted to their own sects for training. Or it is passed down in the form of a magic family. A magician generally only carries no more than four magic apprentices. This way of inheritance makes the number of magicians in this world very rare.
The Cangzhi plane used this way of magic inheritance a long time ago. However, the academy flow eventually replaced this ancient way of inheritance and became the mainstream of the major forces on the Cangzhi plane.
Morrison pondered for a while, and then smiled slightly, "Magic Academy? Yes, but for that Magic Academy, I can't pay a penny."
Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "No problem, I have all the expenses covered."
Morrison 2867th was a little impatient and said: "Okay! You can withdraw!"
Yang Feng respectfully said: "Yes! Your Majesty!"
Morrison 2867th picked up a bottle of strong dragon-like potion and drank it in one sip, suddenly refreshed, as if he had regained his youth, full of power.
"It's a good potion!!" Morrison sighed for a long time, showing a very happy expression, turned and walked towards the harem.
When he stepped out of the gate of the palace, Yang Feng felt relieved.
The feeling of destiny hanging between other people's thoughts is extremely uncomfortable for warlocks like Yang Feng who pursue truth and freedom.
In the Palace of Victory, in front of King Morrison 2867, everyone except the chosen people of God, the high-level leaders of the major churches, and the patriarchs of the gods and families hidden in the Morrison Empire It's an ant. With one command, he can turn those ants into corpses, even the legendary powerhouses. And Morrison 2867 is not even a knight-level powerhouse himself, this is the power of power.
"Ian, stop for me!!"
Yang Feng has just left the palace, a beautiful girl dressed in a blue samurai uniform with a blue single ponytail and a long sword slung around her waist. She is tall, pretty, majestic and heroic. In front of him, staring at him angrily.
Behind the beautiful blue-haired girl, there were six young men with extraordinary vibes and long swords. The six young men looked at Yang Feng with indignation.
Yang Feng frowned slightly and said, "Who are you?"
The blue-haired beautiful girl filled with indignation: "Xilong, is the chief disciple of my father. You actually abolished him, and there is no king!"
"It turned out to be like this." Yang Feng said with a scornful smile: "If I commit a crime, you can report it like the Imperial Garrison. Now, get out of the way, you are blocking my way. You civilians, blocking my way. The way of the great nobility. According to the laws of the empire, 30 lashes must be flogged."
As soon as these words came out, the six young men behind the blue-haired beautiful girl were depressed, and then they remembered that the man in front of them was a genuine imperial nobleman.
The Morrison Empire has laws that if civilians stand in the way of the nobles and do not give way, it is also a crime, and will be fined 10 gold coins and lashed 30 times.
In the Morrison Empire, it is impossible for civilians to fight against the nobles. This is the reason why countless people have sharpened their heads and want to become nobles.
A young man's face changed and he whispered: "Betsy, let's go! He is a great nobleman. If he yells later, it will be troublesome. Those black-skinned dogs in the Security Department are all like them. The running dog of the great nobleman."
The policemen of the Morrison Empire Garrison were all wearing black uniforms, and in the mouths of many lower classes, those policemen became black-skinned dogs.
"I'm not afraid of him! My father is Lightning Sword Saint. He is just a mere earl, what's so great. You cowards, see me teach him!!"
Betsy was annoyed and screamed, and the sky knight-level vindictive erupted on her body. She shook her figure and shot towards Yang Feng. Since Yang Feng was a great nobleman, she was also jealous. She didn't even dare to draw the sword. She just wanted to catch Yang Feng and give him a severe lesson.
"interesting!"
Yang Feng smiled slightly, and immediately shouted: "Someone assassinated the nobleman!! Come on!! Someone here assassinated the nobleman!!!"
"Who!! Who dares to assassinate the nobleman!!"
The four policemen patrolling nearby rushed over in a hurry, yelling and blowing the sirens frantically.