In this world, if you are hurt, you only have two choices.
Potions, and the light magic of the Vatican.
Of course, if you just have a cold, fever or some other illness, most people will still go to the hospital.
But even in the hospital, they will most likely use potions on you, and only perform surgery in rare cases.
If it is more troublesome, you can ask a priest from the Vatican to heal you.
The same applies if the damage is on a mental and spiritual level.
"Then there are no exceptions?"
The Empress asked again: "For example, if you are not a member of the church, but you can heal your own injuries?"
The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Logically, it is impossible, because if you are not a clergyman, you cannot use light magic. As we all know, warlocks need to use their own magic power to communicate with the elements of the world and mix them into magic. And the light elements require faith to communicate."
"If you leave the church or are considered a heretic, you will not be able to use light magic."
He paused. "Unless, it's dark magic."
The empress narrowed her eyes.
Black magic is magic that is cast by directly using magical power to plunder the elements of the dark side of the world.
It's irrational, monster magic.
And the conditions of use are extremely harsh.
"I may have met someone who can use dark magic."
The empress hesitated for a moment: "And he is most likely not Archduke Joachim's man."
The old man was surprised: "Your Majesty, are you sure? There are not many people who can use black magic. Although the thugs who have been causing chaos in the country recently have mastered black magic, they have all been backfired by the magic and are on the verge of madness.
Even under Archduke Joachim, there is only an elite group of seven people who can control the black magic. According to our judgment, Archduke Joachim has invested a lot of money in training them. "
The empress snorted coldly, it was not a huge investment.
In the past few years, the empress and the duke have been competing openly and secretly, with each winning and losing alternately.
But in just this one and a half years, we have completely fallen behind.
It's nothing more than that they found the inheritance of black magic in the ruins of the ancient city of Hera.
Not only does it mass-produce users of black magic, it also creates riots.
Even an elite team of seven people was formed.
Each of them is a monster that can perfectly control black magic.
The empress had many subordinates and secret agents, all of whom died at the hands of these people.
"I'm not sure, so I hope Lord Neil can help me peek into his spirit."
The empress said: "I need to confirm to what extent he has practiced the black magic."
The old man suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, there is no problem."
Chapter 11 The Empress is in trouble again!
The empress had been on the throne for five years and had a very thorough understanding of the situation in the country.
Her greatest advantage is her youth.
The biggest disadvantage is actually youth.
Because this means that she has enough time to grow and save the already broken Brentanian Empire, but at the same time it also means that her foundation is unstable and she is not yet fully grown.
Talent...
She really needs the kind of talent that belongs only to her, and her thirst for talent is the truest reflection of her inner heart.
Therefore, she must reorganize the Night Watch and create an organization that is loyal only to herself, so as to check and balance the numerous parties in the political situation, continuously recover power, and consolidate centralization.
Only in this way can we avoid being completely sidelined.
"Your Majesty, I am about to perform divination magic. Please tell me the other party's name, gender, age and other information. It would be best if I could have his personal belongings so that I can deepen my impression of him." Old Neil said.
"No need, he is a member of the Valerius family, the son of the Grand Duke of Bern."
The Empress handed over a document and said calmly, "Do you remember Novena? She was the girl who almost destroyed your library. She was his sister. This is enough for you to perform divination magic."
Old Neil took the information and was stunned: "I see! You suspect he has mastered the black magic?"
"Well, yesterday a group of stupid thieves appeared in Roma City and kidnapped dozens of teachers and students from the Royal National Knight Academy. It was this man who almost single-handedly saved his teachers and companions, and cooperated with his servants to wipe out those stupid thieves. After Tria reported the situation to me, I was very curious."
The empress paused and said: "Licinius is not a simple person."
She also sent people to investigate Noren Frostian's personal information.
He was a strong but pure melee fighter. It was unlikely that he could kill a thug who mastered the dark magic of the mental system and at the same time ensure that the hostages were unharmed.
Especially the hostage at that time was Licinius, who was powerless.
Until tonight, the mystery was solved.
There is a high possibility that the other party possesses some kind of black magic.
Old Neil narrowed his eyes. "A member who was excluded from the core power of the family and was relegated to a border area like Roma City is basically the same as being stripped of his noble status. However, the intelligence shows that when he left the capital, he actually had no complaints and accepted it all calmly..."
Generally speaking, there are a few noble children who are abandoned by their families every year.
Each of them was crying and throwing tantrums, unwilling to leave the comfort zone of the royal capital.
Because arriving at the border area symbolizes crisis and death.
If you don't have real skills, you will be no different from ordinary people in a few years.
No, not even as good as civilians.
Because the common people will definitely band together to exclude you.
"Yes, and when he left, he only took 300 gold coins as living expenses."
The Queen said: "And his squire knight, Norn."
Old Neil thought for a moment and said, "I remember Norn. She once came to Holy Trinity Seminary for further studies. If it goes as I expected, this young man should have paid for her tuition. She is a good girl. But the problem is that the advancement of a warlock requires a lot of resources. Can a poor noble afford to support a fourth-level warlock? Huh?"
He suddenly saw from the information that this young man actually owned seven or eight shops!
How did this business get started, relying only on the initial 300 gold coins
“If you carefully inquire about the information of the Valerius family, you will find that their evaluation of Licinius is nothing more than a waste and a good-for-nothing.
But in fact, he is not that mediocre. On the contrary, from yesterday's kidnapping incident, we can see that his courage and wisdom are one in a million."
The empress added: "The Valerius family has never had a descendant without magical talent. We are blood relatives, so there is no reason why the elder sister is so powerful while the younger brother is useless."
Old Neil understood: "The people of the Valerius family are not blind, nor are they stupid. They will not misjudge Licinius, unless Licinius does not want them to see it."
The empress smiled faintly: "Don't you think it's interesting? I see ambition in him."
There are many contradictions and doubts about Licinius.
But if he had mastered the Dark Arts, it would all make sense.
You were born into a noble family in the royal capital, with a tyrant father and a genius sister. You were oppressed and could not hold your head up.
Until one day, you discovered black magic, you knew it was taboo. But for you, it was like Pandora's box, only by opening it, you would have a chance to turn things around.
But practicing black magic in the royal capital is too dangerous.
So you restrained your minions, disguised yourself as a waste, and were finally demoted by the family.
Far away from the capital...
You take your most trusted confidant, rely on your own wisdom and black magic, build up your own power in the border area, quietly accumulate strength in places where no one cares, and one day return to the capital.
So interesting.
"Then everything is as you wish, Your Majesty."
Old Neil took out a transparent crystal ball, infused magic power into his hands, and chanted an ancient spell.
Divination magic!
His spirit merged into the extreme of the world, overlooking the sky and the earth, and descending upon the young man.
When Old Neil's spirit invaded the boy's mind, darkness fell silently. Countless crazy and strange noises hitting the floor rang in his ears, and countless hoarse whispers flowed in the gray fog.
It was like countless strange spirits were looking down at him, whispering.
Then the darkness shattered, revealing countless terrifying cracks, like pairs of blood-red eyes.
Staring at him silently.
“Ahhh!”
Old Neil suddenly let out a sharp wail, and in an instant he fell to his knees, his eyes bleeding.
His skin was cracked and had countless granulations growing on it, looking both miserable and weird.
"Sir Neil!"
The empress was surprised.
"Your Majesty, so many eyes, I see so many eyes..."
Old Neil knelt on the ground, mumbling in a daze.
The empress's pupils suddenly contracted.
Lord Neil, the senior psychic sorcerer, has actually been polluted!
Mental pollution!
"Just because you took a peek at that boy? No, if he was that powerful, Tria would have died long ago. This should be because the black magic he practiced was high-level enough
Or did he use some method to protect the knowledge in his mind? In any case, his black magic should be not simple, enough to fight against Joachim's lackeys..."
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At this moment, Licinius was still recalling the four ancient people in the original world in the illusion.
Cao Cao, Cao Pi, Cao Zhen, and Cao Shuang.
But even in the illusion, he felt a slight chill at the back of his head, and had an inexplicable feeling, as if something had suddenly penetrated his head and was spying on his thoughts.
However, he did not know that he had actually been contaminated by the forbidden knowledge in the ancient book of evil gods and magic that he had read not long ago. It was only because of his immortal body that he seemed to have no abnormalities.
In fact, his consciousness and soul were now being eroded by that unknown chaos.
It was just that kind of indescribable chaos that could not devour his soul.
This is how he achieved a delicate balance.
In other words, it is an unprecedented state of symbiosis.
Chaos, evil, darkness, violence, weirdness, coldness, and madness.
It surged and spread in the deepest part of his consciousness, like a raging tide beneath the gray fog, deep and strange.
This is God's curse.
Anyone who wants to peek into his mind must first consider whether they can withstand the evil god's curse.
At this moment, the illusion of the seven deadly sins collapsed.
The erotic scene in front of Licinius' eyes was shattered, and he saw the gray sky and the old apartment building again.
He was still standing under the dim street light, looking confused.
Snapped…
Tria collapsed on the ground, her magic power completely drained away, revealing an Ahegao-like expression.
Chapter 12 Social Death
Li Xini looked at the girl with Ahegao and said with regret, "That's it? That's all?"
He said that it would be no problem for this type of illusion to last for another three days and three nights.