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"Isn't Sister Ai'er an oracle, the highest leader of the court, if she says to abolish this absurd behavior, would anyone dare to defy?" Shi Lan Yu wondered.
Feng Yueying smiled bitterly: "Shen Ting has a long history, and many deep-rooted forces, including some aristocratic classes, have their own opinions.
Although the oracle has the highest status, Ai'er is still relatively young and does not have a heavy desire for power, so many forces in the court are not controlled. "
Xu Lingshan took the stubbornness and said regretfully: "Actually, the biggest problem in this matter lies with King Arthur XIII.
After all, the sacred court only occupies a small area, and it is the Odin Empire that is really capturing the Circe tribe.
For the appearance of evil spirits, the specific reasons are still unknown.
King Arthur asked Ai'er, but Ai'er didn't receive the oracle, so he couldn't explain it.
In the face of popular grievances, King Arthur needs to find a catharsis, and the Circe...is the most suitable scapegoat..."
Everyone couldn't help feeling sympathy, and you could understand it just by listening.
To put it bluntly, the empire and the gods must have a goal of crusade in order to appease the people's emotions and stabilize the panic.
Since I can't find out who the real enemy is, I can only find the most insignificant and questionable Circi tribe to vent their anger.
"Actually... the military officers and them, including Ai Er, have advised King Arthur not to blindly put the charges on the Sassi tribe.
However, in King Arthur's view, it is completely worthwhile to sacrifice a Circe in exchange for the temporary stability of the empire.
If the people learn that neither the emperor nor the oracle knows who the enemy is and where the evil spirits come from, so many people will die...
Then, the possible chaos and various conspiracy theories will make the empire collapse faster," Feng Yueying sighed: "Ai'er is also very uncomfortable in her heart, but she can't do anything.
Not to mention anything else, Antonio, the Supreme Mage of the current Shentian Mage, has very high qualifications. He is the former oracle, the brother of the Sorcerer King Phillips.
Antonio is in favor of purging the Circe tribe. He believes that the Circe tribe is not recognized by magical elements and is the incarnation of evil.
Antonio's attitude is naturally supported by most people in the elder's house.
In the Knights, Knight Commander Hogel supported El, but Evra and Pierre believed in Antonio."
"Brother Sorcerer King?" Ye Fan frowned. From this point of view, the Supreme Mage had some skill.
"Yes, the Oracle has changed several terms, but the Supreme Mage, Antonio has been for hundreds of years."
Feng Yueying said with emotion, "Even Ai'er said that she would have no chance of winning in front of Antonio without the blessing of the gods."
"Is it so powerful..." Xiao Xin'er muttered.
Ye Fan was quite convinced, because he still doesn't know exactly what level of Sorcerer King is.
Although I feel that I can definitely defeat the Sorcerer King, but the specific depth is really not clear.
Mage is different from ordinary monks. Some spells are particularly mysterious, and they can indeed use skills to bridge the gap in strength.
Generally, at the same level of cultivation, the mage is often the one with the advantage, which is determined by the way of fighting.
Therefore, more hard power is often needed to achieve suppression.
"Husband, thanks to your presence today, otherwise this Fiona would be too pitiful." Nian Ru Jiao wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and she was so uncomfortable to hear her.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "Actually, I didn't think too much about it. Firstly, I knew that she was indeed innocent. Secondly, I was very curious about the truth that the Circe was not attacked by evil spirits..."
"You are doing the right thing. This is a very good sample. Maybe... Studying the Sersi tribe can solve many problems." Chu Yunyao took out a box with great interest.
"Little Yaoyao, you are..."
Chu Yunyao opened the box, and inside it was a bunch of medical tools, including syringes and skin tubes.
"Take some blood samples and study them first," Chu Yunyao said.
Ye Fan smiled, it seemed that Chu Yunyao would also start work without him specifically mentioning it.
The young Benjamin on the side let out an exclamation, bowed his head and looked at the tools in the box, his eyes full of expression.
"Boy, what's the matter with you?" Ye Fan remembered something and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet. You are also from the Circe family? What does it have to do with Fiona?"
Benjamin looked up and smiled shyly. "Sir, Fiona and I grew up together. I am not a Circe, but I am an orphan. Thanks to Fiona's family for taking me in."
"It is inconvenient for us to show up frequently, so Benjamin used to help us go into the city to buy things," Fiona smiled: "He is a strange person, but a very good brother."
Benjamin excitedly asked Xiang Chu Yunyao: "Madam, are there medical tools in your box? I was secretly in the hospital and saw the doctor use some of the props in it.
Madam, are you a doctor? The kind of surgery that can cut the body and save the patient? "
Chu Yunyao frowned and pointed at Ye Fan, "I am not a doctor, he is..."
Benjamin looked at Ye Fan in surprise and respect, "It turns out... the original gentleman is still a doctor?!"
"What's wrong?" Ye Fan wondered.
Benjamin's dark face turned red. "My parents were killed by spells. I don't like cultivators, but I have always wanted to be a doctor since I was a kid."
Fiona said: "Benjamin's idol is Chu Yunyao, the master of the Great March. He said that Chu was the greatest person in the primordial world, and she brought the technological revolution.
Technology can make civilians live better and treat more patients.
That's why he was so excited when he saw these advanced medical tools. "
"Idol… "
Ye Fan and the girls couldn't help looking at Chu Yunyao with weird eyes...
Chu Yunyao has no expression on her face, but in her eyes, he has a certain appreciation for this Benjamin...
at the same time.
A towering spire is located in the God Court, a sculpture of the God of Magic, standing in a huge hall on the first floor.
Pierre, with a serious face in armor, walked into the hall, making heavy metal footsteps.
In the middle of the hall, in the middle of a blue pool, a mage meditating sat on the suspended end.
The beard and hair of the mage are all white, and the white great robe covers the whole body, solemn and sacred.
"His Excellency, there is something that needs your help," Pierre bowed respectfully and saluted.
The Supreme Mage Antonio, slowly opened his eyes, and for an instant, it seemed that the entire hall flashed with a glimmer of light.
"Knight Pierre".
The sound suddenly appeared on a black stone seat on the high platform.
Antonio didn't know what to do, but he moved in an instant.
There was a deep halo in the mage's eyes, "I already know what you came from, but... you may not be suitable to catch these criminals."