"Pharaoh Esindor requires you to come and see him immediately."

Kunini lingered in front of the copper-clad oak door leading to the conference hall, repeating this sentence in his mind.

He licked his chapped lips and wiped his reagent-stained fingers on his black robe.

When the Pharaoh's attendant delivered this message to the Speaker of the Obsidian Council, he was still busy conducting experiments on the collected flesh and blood of the demon lord's incarnation.

He really wished he had time to change into a decent dress. As a devil count, Kunini knew the importance of a good personal image.

It's a pity that he couldn't make Pharaoh wait.

The attendant ran out, "Lord Kunini," this young man has a maturity that belies his age, "The Pharaoh invites you in."

When the door was pushed open by the attendant, it made a "squeak" sound.

Kunini checked the burqa on his body, made sure it was at least flat, and then walked inside.

He had met the Pharaoh many times before, but he had never been to this conference hall - in fact, very few people had been. Generally speaking, only the great Vishur and the pashas had such qualifications.

The enchanted sky dome on the top of the conference hall allows the light of the eternal blazing sun to pour down, but it does not make people feel hot. The sunlight shines on the exquisite tapestries hanging on the walls, making the historical events of Medici depicted on them

Everything is lifelike.

Essindor sat upright behind an oak table. The table was made of the finest oak and was taken from a certain Pharaoh's flagship that was destroyed in a naval battle. Broken quills and scrolls were scattered around.

On the table, these are "declarations of war" of disputes provoked by hopes, threats and lies - recording one after another of open and secret battles without smoke.

"Kunini," the Pharaoh's greeting made the devil count's thoughts come back, "I read your 'observation report'."

"So that's it." Kunini thought to himself.

At the same time, he instantly became much calmer, because things were back to what he knew, and the devil had many "good strategies".

"You should know that the reason why the Obsidian Council exists is actually because of my support - for the balance of power in the Medici Empire, not to protect those Bait nobles who are like silverfish."

"Your frankness... is really surprising, but you have told me these words a long time ago, and I deeply agree with them."

Kunini had a well-placed smile on his face, which seemed to make people think he was wise rather than flattering.

"Just now, in this conference hall, I conducted a 'blackmail' against two pashas."

"Extortion is a kind of gambling, a tool used by desperate people." The smile on Kunini's face became even brighter, as if he was about to laugh out loud, "You only do things you are sure of. I

I guess you just asked the two adults to clarify some of their obligations for the benefit of the Medici Empire."

"Obligation - haha, you are right."

It was Esindor who laughed first, causing the quill in his hand to drip a few drops of ink. The Pharaoh grabbed a handful of chalk powder and covered it on the papyrus scroll, carefully removing the ink stains.

"But Tianheng is still not balanced." After dealing with the ink traces, Essindor raised his head, his eyes as cold as daggers that can pierce the heart, "And you promised that the Obsidian Council can provide enough weights to provide

I use."

"That's the case." Faced with the Medici monarch's gaze, the Devil Count disguised as a mortal chose to endure it for the time being. He lowered his head, "I have not forgotten the promise I made..."

"...What about the results?" The Pharaoh interrupted Kunini's words and continued to ask: "The aristocratic mage group of the Obsidian Council? It has been proven that it is not as good as the airship of the floating giant beast created by the dragon Pasha?"

"Soul energy collector."

The cold language came out of Kunini's mouth. When he heard the word Pharaoh clearly, his pupils even dilated a little.

Kunini was very satisfied with this, "His Excellency Daweishu'er, or Alan in the past, their power has never been questioned. Even successors with mediocre qualifications will become powerful as long as they obtain this title."

Become Medici’s leading spell caster.”

"What do you want to say?"

Faced with the Pharaoh's questioning, the Devil Count did not feel any surprise, "Your Majesty, haven't you ever thought about why? It is the tradition since ancient times that has made you lose interest in 'questioning'."

When it comes to the means of manipulating people's hearts, if the Baatezu clan is ranked second, then no one would dare to be ranked first.

He continued to state: "The reason why Daweishuer is powerful is that they have mastered a unique way of casting spells. It is different from Medici, and it is even different from the one that is common to all spell casters in the Ashes World."

In order to increase his persuasiveness, Kunini took out an obsidian magic bead from his burqa, "When all of us are still using this sporadic life energy as a consumption for casting spells, Dadimensional Magic

But you have almost exclusive access to more powerful soul energy!"

Even though the Pharaoh was not a mage, he still understood what Kunini said.

In fact, Essindor knew even more than the other party. As the current ruler of the Medici Empire, he knew about the highest-level magic contract signed by his ancestors and the first generation Alan——

The ancient soul-binding mage Shurek gained the support of the Medici Empire at the expense of his allegiance to the Essindor family, and was able to manage the souls of every dead mortal like the aloof gods in the past, and absorb part of their power for his own use.

.

In the following thousands of years, all the great Vishurs of the past generations used their actual actions to prove their loyalty to the Essindo family. No matter how foolish the Pharaoh was at that time, they would do their best to assist them.

For thousands of years, mortals have died from generation to generation, and the souls they left behind have been properly managed, so they have not caused any disasters, so the entire ashes world has not slowly turned into a human being after being cursed by the gods.

A country where ghosts live together.

But the power of Daweishuer does not belong to the Pharaoh.

Although due to tradition, he could not take it away openly, his coveting for it has never disappeared. At this time, Kunini's words directly hit Esindo's heart, and he couldn't help but want to know more.

many.

"Has your soul energy collector been completed?"

"Soon, your Majesty, please rest assured," Kunini bowed and replied: "When the demonic disaster broke out, I happened to obtain a magical artifact called the 'Shadow Shrine', which was the incarnation of the demon lord to store chaos.

The forces that were deployed in Beit City in advance were given to

I have a lot of inspiration. In the near future, those slaves who will be made into obsidian magic beads will not only have their vitality, but also the power in their souls will be wasted. And you who have a hybrid energy collector will gain and

Daweishuer's unique and powerful power.

"Everything must be careful, don't make any mistakes," Essien crossed his hands on the table and thought about it for a while. He still couldn't resist this irresistible temptation. "It won't happen again. This is the only time. Let's challenge the tradition."

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Chapter completed!