Revenge for your mother
Tsk tsk.
Standing aside, listening to Israel's lecture, Joshua glanced at Demoore, who was silent and seemed to be introspecting, and then looked at the expressionless Emperor, and countless classic plots suddenly appeared in his heart.
In previous lives, people often questioned why Israel concealed Dimol's identity and sent him to the army to hide his identity and hone his skills? With the second prince's talent, wouldn't it be a pity if he accidentally died in a war with the orcs or the black tide
The general answer is nothing more than that only real battles can hone the strong, or that dead geniuses are not considered geniuses, the emperor has no friendship, etc.
But now it seems that this problem seems to have a new explanation.
Based on the few words he had heard before, Joshua roughly guessed the context of the plot. It was nothing more than a palace struggle for the throne, which led to the death of the mother of the second prince. Israel was half protecting and half training. He sent Dimol out of the imperial capital - but the warrior didn't like this kind of story, so he didn't think about it. Anyway, he already knew the outcome of the future. The second prince killed all his brothers and sisters at the last moment, completing his He took revenge and successfully became the emperor of the empire.
Then again, Joshua turned his attention to Israel. The emperor, who was as majestic as a mountain, looked a little bad from just now. He frowned slightly, as if he was enduring some pain. Although It was well concealed, but it could not be hidden from the observation of the soldiers.
A legendary strongman would never feel any physical discomfort. For him to show such an expression, there must be some serious injury or hidden injury.
This may be the reason why Israel died suddenly in the future. Joshua thought silently that the hidden injury that could make even the legendary strongman unbearable must have harmed the essence of life. All methods that can heal this kind of injury depend on luck, whether it is the buds of the tree of life or the great magic. It can only guarantee relief, but cannot cure it.
On the side, Israel seemed to have finished his lecture. After all, Dimore was not an idiot. As long as he pointed out the problems of the other party, he would naturally change his attitude quickly. Then, His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and looked at Joshua.
"Sir Radcliffe, first of all, congratulations on your advancement to the Ultimate Mind. There is another pillar of the empire. This should have been a grand banquet to celebrate, but according to what you said, there is really no room for words now. .”
Perhaps because the previous negotiations with the ambassadors of various countries were too cumbersome, now that he was facing the familiar Joshua, Israel directly dispensed with the corresponding etiquette. He said to the soldier in a concise and concise manner: "The plague you named black blood, Can you provide a sample for the Mage Association to study?"
"indeed so."
The old mage standing behind Israel also nodded and agreed: "As long as the corresponding healing spells or potions can be researched, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks those cultists have, they will not be able to cause too much trouble. riot."
"I locked the source of the plague in the dungeon of St. Laurent Cathedral and sealed it with a magical array. If I want to take samples, I can take them at any time."
Joshua didn't say much and agreed to the request. In fact, the warrior could directly report the raw materials for the treatment potion, but this would be too shocking and the subsequent processing would be extremely troublesome, so he was prepared to wait until those mages got the plague. After the sample, give a few hints in the general direction to speed up its birth.
"Then you will go to the association later to select personnel. Teacher Nostradamus will accompany you."
His Majesty the Emperor looked very tired now, and did not have the same momentum as when he had a sparring match with Joshua half a month ago. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head: "That's it for now, although I'm a little sorry. , but I’m tired... Don’t worry, the empire will never treat its meritorious officials badly.”
This was an obvious farewell sentence, and Joshua would not understand it. He simply said goodbye and left, and Nostradamus and Demol also left together.
After everyone left, the door of the palace slowly closed automatically, leaving Israel standing alone in the center of the palace. He looked at the molten star above his head in a daze, and the iron crown above his head was flowing with cold silver gray. Brilliance.
After leaving the main hall, the old mage glanced at the waiting attendants around the corridor. After these attendants discovered that their target had appeared, they all walked quickly towards the reception hall nearby.
He naturally knew that many of his old friends or ministers of the kingdom would come to ask him what he had discussed with His Majesty the Emperor, and whether he could reveal anything so that they could be prepared.
Maybe the words wouldn't be so explicit, but the things they did were definitely the same. Political creatures have always been like this, and Nostradamus didn't like it, so he whispered something to Joshua and others, and then the group He quickened his pace and disappeared around the corner on the other side of the corridor before others arrived.
On the way to the Royal Mage Association after leaving Morlai Palace, Demoore kept his head down and kept silent. He seemed to be still thinking about what his father and Joshua said to him. Hotaru and Rin were not so serious. People were talking softly, and seemed to be discussing what to have for dinner.
The old mage started talking to Joshua.
"Joshua, I think you should know what is happening in the Far South."
As he walked, he said in a clear and serious voice: "As you can guess, although the plague has not spread there yet, summer is coming, and the corpses of dragons, beasts and people everywhere will rot on a large scale. In such an environment, even if it is not the plague of the evil god, just the spread of ordinary diseases will become a big problem. This is why the messengers from the Church and the Far South Kingdom came, and they also foresaw the disease after the bloody war."
"But they were powerless to stop it, and they never imagined that this evil god's plague could be so terrifying."
Joshua nodded and said: "The mad dragons have absorbed all their energy, and now they have no choice but to ask for help from the empire."
"Yes, the cooperation between the followers of the evil god and the five-color dragon clan is deeper than we imagined." Nostradamus's voice was low: "We have evidence that there are wild dragons appearing in various parts of the continent. They seem to have been sent there specially. , contagious virus, if cultists use the same method to spread the plague, we will have almost no ability to stop it."
"There is no point in guarding against these. Even if the road is blocked, the cultists can pass through the black forest and throw the infected dragon beasts into various countries."
Thinking of some things in his previous life, Joshua sneered and said: "These lunatics are not afraid of death. It doesn't matter how they fail. As long as they succeed once, it is their victory."
"indeed so."
Nodding slightly, Nostradamus seemed to be worried. He said softly: "Your Majesty is going to announce this news after developing a medicine for the plague. It will not be a secret soon. Countries will be on guard against evil." The believers will definitely make a desperate move, and the plague is likely to break out in advance."
“There are gains and losses, it’s inevitable.”
Joshua was not stupid. He noticed that the old mage was in a bad mood. The warrior naturally understood that it was because of Israel's injury. At this juncture, if there was something wrong with the body of the ruler of the empire, it would really It will have the effect of a total collapse, just like in the previous life, a group of princes and princesses fought for the throne and almost split the huge empire into seven small countries.
Perhaps, His Majesty the Emperor was also aware of the problem with his physical condition, so Dimoore was called back to the imperial capital. He no longer had time to wait, but wanted to cultivate himself as the designated heir as soon as possible.
However, what kind of injury caused a legendary strongman who had just conquered the orcs to be so worried
"Dragon plague, plague."
The old mage on the side was still muttering softly to himself: "The ruins of the Black Forest have intensified the competition between the White Tower and the Qiyao Council. The warlock royal family in the Western Mountains are fighting each other because of the sudden appearance of ancient blood. There are also many people in the empire because of the orcs. Disappeared and had other thoughts."
"Every country is caught in large or small disputes, internal and external troubles, and they have no time to worry about others. Those cultists seemed to have spotted this opportunity, and they suddenly used all their power and began to spread as much as possible Death and fear, chaos and despair.”
Nostradamus looked very emotional: "Obviously, after finally defeating the orcs, the empire can develop with peace of mind for a period of time, lick its wounds, and make up for the weakness caused by years of war, but the current situation does not allow for even a moment of relaxation. .”
Joshua didn't answer. The white-haired old mage was just pouring out his worries. Even if he answered, it would be meaningless.
Is it possible that he also wants to tell Nostradamus that everything you said is just an appetizer, and there will be more in the future, and greater disputes and disasters will befall this world
No one is that stupid.
And just as the group of people walked silently towards the exit of Morlai Palace, a trace of magic power suddenly appeared on the old mage.
Frowning, Nostradamus took out a communication circle from his robe. He glanced at the name displayed on it, then activated the circle, and said calmly: "Vera? What do you want from me? ?”
"Master Nostradamus! An unknown black mist appears near the Royal Mage Association!"
The voice in the transmitter was extremely fast, and the mage named Vera was very nervous: "This black mist is highly corrosive. As long as it comes into contact with it, the skin will be severely burned. The city guards have evacuated the surrounding people in an emergency, but The black mist is still spreading, many buildings have collapsed, citizens have been affected, and none of the mages present can stop it!"
"Black mist?"
The old mage was not nervous. He thought calmly for a moment, then frowned and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, those losers can cause accidents even if they study a box!"
I made up for it... Updated at 6:30 in the morning, my head is spinning. If there are any typos or messed up words, please post them in the book review area and I will revise them later...
Thanks to the old stolen account for the 10,000 starting point coins...
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