"Ah, I'm ashamed. Because the glass of wine was so strong, I was a little confused and took a walk a little bit, but the Alhambra Palace was a little bigger, so I got lost, making Your Majesty worry for the little minister. I deserve to die, and I wandered around the palace without your permission. I don't even know if I had entered some inconvenient occasions... Please forgive me. ([] .)"

The young trainer bent down to salute, and said in fear, but the smile on his face really lacked some "shame" sincerity: "I don't know what's going on, I didn't meet any servants or other people along the way, and I couldn't even ask for directions... Fortunately, I met Miss Xiluda not long ago and received her guidance, and finally returned here."

"Haha, that kind of wine is indeed a little stronger. You are still young, so you shouldn't let you drink it. This is my mistake, but I didn't expect you to be so generous. It is said that the spirits will hinder wisdom, so you should pay attention in the future." His Majesty the Emperor smiled generously, like a kind elder, not caring about the complicated expressions on the dozen or so faces around him: "As for walking around, there seems to be no place for me to go, except for the ladies' residence...but I do not understand that you do not have the ability to cross the defense line of the female guards."

"Your Majesty is humorous... I am grateful for your concern." The young instructor also looked as usual: "There are still some miscellaneous things in my territory. I wonder if Your Majesty can allow me to leave?"

"I have been struggling for you for most of the night, and the banquet ended in a bad mood. It's really worrying. I keep you here and I don't know what troubles are going on." The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Forget it, go, go, you and those little guys. Go back, I'm tired too."

"Your Majesty's concerns, I will do my best to repay you."

So the apprentices left the venue... and when the figure walked out of the door and stood quietly with his head down, he raised his head.

"Your Majesty. We have just made a special attempt. The Lord Xiluda can be found by prophetic spells. But Viscount Edward seems to have a special magic net disturbance around him... Not only him, but even within a few feet of his body, it will become impossible to find by detecting spells."

"Well, as an apprentice of the ** Master, there is nothing strange about having a special power? If there is nothing, you can retreat too. I am ready to rest." The emperor seemed a little excited, but when almost everyone left the room, he suddenly said, "Well, Master Black, you can stay for a while."

"I just noticed that you looked at Edward Qing with a strange look. Do you know each other?" The emperor asked.

"This...two months ago, I met once," the female mage still had such a cold face. It seemed that nothing in the world could attract her attention: "It happened in the west of the imperial city. He was one of the witnesses in that magical fluctuation."

"This little devil... so. At that time, he also appeared in a very strange place at a very strange time?" The emperor's eyes flashed, and then he laughed and waved his hand: "Forget it, it's just a misunderstanding. Why do you need to investigate everything in depth? It's just a break from the investigation. Small things don't need to be done with a big deal. Okay, I'm tired, you all go back and rest, each has their own affairs."

"This...yes, my Majesty." The only female mage hesitant, nodded and retreated.

So in the huge study room, only the emperor was left: "Is the loophole in the magic circle...? Haha, interesting." The supreme raised his head and rested his head on the back of the chair.

...

"Blake...well, sir, please stay." After turning three corridors, someone called the woman in black robe.

"I've seen Your Highness the Prince." The female mage lowered her head slightly, and her voice was still cold: "What is your highness's order? If Your Highness wants to know what Your Majesty said to me, then Your Majesty is telling me that this is just a small matter and is not worth exploring."

"This..." The female mage's words were cold and direct, and Prince Stran couldn't help but froze, but the stiffness lasted for only a moment: "I just want to know how free I can be as the sir, as the sir,? And what methods do I need to use to avoid the detection of the central magic array?"

In fact, this is simply a saying of changing the soup but not changing the medicine. However, the woman in black robe responded slightly, "If it is in a normal state, it would be fine. Some powerful spells, such as hidden artifacts, can block the effects of most prophetic arts. Even if the props solidified it are of great value, it is not impossible to exist. However, the full strength of this magic circle... avoids detection such things, although it is simple, because of the simplicity, the energy difference between the two sides is even greater. The usual means, even the advanced ones, will inevitably be exposed. Even if it is a master, he can only barely compete with him head-on."

The prince's brows pounded for a moment and fell silent.

Of course, this is not a trivial matter as His Majesty said - this is Romanti, the Alhambra Palace, the palace of the kingdom. It can be found by people who come and go without anyone knowing it, and it cannot be found... This palace, which has gathered the wisdom of at least six masters and all the financial resources of Tuminis, took ten years to build, has undergone countless reconstructions and additions in the past dynasties. If this cannot be done, then will defense completely lose its meaning?

If he has a special purpose, what will happen?

Throw something?

That's for sure. Since you can enter at will, you can naturally take away anything you need at any time, such as human life.

Almost all orthodox members of the royal family gathered here, and the result of a massacre was the crisis of national destruction - this is not a clumsy joke. The countries on the mainland are still supported by a family. Even if a country that has lost the royal family is elected again, the Tuminis, who has lost Fernandis, can still be called Tuminis, and even the royal family still takes Fernandis as its surname, but it is no longer the original country.

What's more, in the traditional feudal country of Touminis, the ten great nobles who held fiefdoms and military power, if they lost Fernandis as a bond of connection, then how would they make a decision? It was simply a disaster for the kingdom.

"It's possible, but how great is it?" the prince pondered for a moment and asked.

"Not big, or very small, but not without." The woman's answer was as formulaic as ever: "Because in the past hundred years, the Academy has not had particularly amazing talents in this regard. Therefore, the prophetic spells of the central magic circle still use relatively old-fashioned architectural methods, and lack defense for new magic. If Viscount Edward was really an apprentice of Master Albert and was favored by him, it would not be impossible to be given high-level magic props, as far as I know. In recent times, Master Albert's research direction seems to have been restoring the creation of the ancient magic kingdom."

"So, what level is needed if it is something that can do this?"

"There is no so-called level difference in magic items. Only the abilities of the creator are not. As for the ability to compete with the power of the entire magic circle, although it is an unequal confrontation, the power required is probably the so-called higher artifacts praised in legends. But Your Highness. I think what Your Majesty said makes sense. This is just a misunderstanding. I can't see any reason why he has to do this."

The woman named Black bowed slightly, turned around and left, leaving only the heir of the kingdom standing still, thinking about something.

"Yes, he has this power...but does he need to use this power? Alas, sure enough, Father, you really see farther than me."

Being able to do it does not mean that you need to do it...

In fact, the throne of Touminis is indeed a not that attractive thing.

In fact, most of the power of the entire kingdom depends on the mage academy... Even if the mages do not have the power to enforce the law, their power allows their opinions to be easily adopted, thereby controlling the political situation. His Majesty the King is to some extent just a duke who can call on all dukes. The rights he controls, such as taxation, recruiting soldiers, leading nobles, etc., are simply decorations in front of the mage - the power of the mages is simply greater than that of the army, and the amount of gold used for testing in the mage tower exceeds the treasury inventory. Every real title, whether it is a duke or a baron, has at least one or two casters around him. In this way, it is not an exaggeration to say that the entire kingdom is in the hands of the mage.

...

"Your Highness, why did you... come back with him? Did he... do you do to you? That damn..." When the gate of the palace became blurred in his sight, one of the apprentices of Crullod could not suppress his doubts, but the speech had paused halfway. Under the mask, the stern gaze in his clear eyes made him tremble slightly unconsciously.

"Russa, how much do you know about this?" the woman said lightly.

"I...what are you talking about? What are you doing? What do I know? I...ah, my subordinates failed to see the danger in advance and have posed such a threat to your safety. I deserve to die. Please..."

"You think I'm stupid, right?"

"No, how is it possible? How dare I... Your Highness, please make it clear that if there is something that needs my subordinates to complete... The God of the Mountains is above, and I will be crushed to pieces and die without hesitation!"

Faced with his subordinates' swearing, the woman just shook her head: "Russa, you are not suitable to lie, let alone use the name of the God of the Mountains. Moreover, it is such a clumsy lie."

She sighed softly.

"Tuminis' magical civilization is far beyond the world, not to mention in their palace? All diets are obviously strictly inspected and purified by divine techniques. Ordinary poisons will not have any effect, but if it is the witch medicine specialized in our Krulod, you might be able to choose the one that is the least easy to discover. Moreover, I remember that I am the only one who can use the ice and fire dragon blood orchids brought by me. No, it should be Xiluda, Xiluda, what do you know about this?"

"I... Your Highness. I did it as Lord Russa told me, but he told me that it was your order. But I promise that this would not endanger anyone's life...so..."

"Enough! Rusa, if you still think I am your Highness, that's great... I deprive you of all your status, and you can only study magical knowledge for Crulod now. You'd better not care about the remaining things, everyone must not obey any of your instructions, otherwise I will let you understand the anger of the mountains!"

"This... Your Highness..."

"And. You guys are the same. It's better not to let me see something like this again. You guys are the same. I don't need some boring and free activities to do subordinates!"

...

The small riots in the palace were only maintained in an extremely small range.

But riots can also appear elsewhere at the same time.

"This...dear master, that young master asked me to give this...this to you, saying it is a gift."

This butler has undergone good training. He will not lose his composure easily at any time. In other words, if he can make him nervous, that little devil must have done something strange.

After glanced at the plate, the mage noticed that there was a stack of neat and white objects in the center, and reached out to pick it up. The softness and smoothness from his fingertips made him raise his eyebrows slightly. When the stack of skins was completely opened, even the caster who could perfectly control his expression could not help but be slightly moved.

The pale skin spread out, drooped, and restored to a rough shape. The characteristics that belong to humans are visible at a glance - this is a very carefully made of nitr, extremely flat, and what is even more rare is that the very complete human skin, except for a separate blade on the top of the head, was astonishingly without any flaws... Floating in the hands of the invisible servant, the eye sockets that lost their eyes stared emptyly in front of them, and there seemed to be a kind of pale, extreme pain and torture remaining in their facial features.

"What has he done these days?"

"I don't know very well, Master, after you left, he locked himself and the maid in a room, and ordered us not to get close except for three meals a day..." The butler lowered his head in a sequel, but could not hide the slight thrust of his eyes: "We can only hear the maid's cries, all kinds of... lasting for three days. In the end, the young master brought her out."

"What's she being tortured? Flesh and bloody?"

The mage's brows beat a few times, and curiosity rose from his heart. The butler's voice was full of real fear, but these advanced servants had undergone very strict training, cruel torture and even bloody fuzzy. They not only saw a lot, but even experienced it. They had long been accustomed to it. For a person who had experienced advanced slave training, this kind of emotion that would not affect the master's patience is necessary.

So, what did that little devil do to make the strictly trained servant so scared?

"Master, please forgive my incompetence. When she came out, she had been completely treated with magic. Apart from her listless spirit and... and having experienced many sexual intercourses, it was difficult for me to judge what kind of punishment the young master used to deal with her..." The housekeeper swallowed and began to continue narration: "Then he asked us to dig a hole in the backyard, buried the head maid in the pit, exposed his head, and shave her hair off, and then..."

"Then he cut a hole on the top of her head and poured a bottle of mercury in... huh..." The rejection of fear made the housekeeper feel nauseous. The magician had to use a spell to calm his mind before he could finish all the matter: "... the chief maid jumped out of her skin, howled and struggled to escape in the garden, but the young master immediately sprinkled a bottle of acid on him... and then used several low-level healing scrolls..."

"Is this a demonstration to me? Or is it just to vent?" The mage's mouth curled up: "It's a little, or very creative... although it's a little stupid. But that's fine."

Waving away the poor housekeeper, the Red Rou Master was silent for a moment, his frown gradually stretched out, and finally he turned into a sneer: "It's also interesting... I never thought that mercury has such a use."

"Please invite Mr. James here... No, I'd better tell him directly that he will have dinner with me tonight, and prepare an ordinary carriage as his future travel tool." (To be continued...)

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