Chapter 352 Everything is an exchange of interests
Chapter 352 Everything is an exchange of interests
"Wait a moment……"
The slight excitement subsided at this moment. The young prince frowned, his eyes moved around reflexively, and then lowered his voice. "Even if I don't have any magic on me, there may be people around me monitoring... But the mages
Its power is unpredictable... Are you sure that it is absolutely safe here? Also, won't there be any magic on me that will let him know about our conversation? "
"What do you think this place is? The magic circle inside the Louvre is very tight. If members of the royal family can't keep their privacy, then why does this country need an emperor?" Edward smiled.
In fact, of course, there was no need to be reminded by this layman of magic. Before the identity of the other party was revealed, the conversation between the two had already been controlled by sound and limited to three feet around. The aura of the magic item could not escape Edward's eyes, and the psychic warlock was invisible.
With his spiritual tentacles, it is at least certain that there is no one outside the palace who behaves suspiciously.
As for Thomas... it is naturally impossible for him to change a character who can play the role of Prince Stellan at this time, and even if he takes a step back, if he knows about this conversation, that guy will probably only be happy to have a conversation with Edward.
There is another layer of connection between them, so naturally they will not pursue these small things too closely.
"That's good, you know, that guy's power is very scary."
Nodding with lingering fear, James finally breathed out a sigh of relief. But he couldn't help but pat the psychic on the shoulder, caressed the soft and smooth velvet robe, and exclaimed: "It's really good, you are completely perfect."
You are a mage. I heard that you
At least you are already a formal mage? No, it has only been three months. No matter how powerful the archmage is, it is impossible to teach a waste like you to become so good. Tell me, did you steal something from that teacher of yours?
Good stuff? It’s an old rule to share a piece of the pie when we meet!”
"You haven't told me yet, was it Thomas who did it?" Edward smiled, noncommittal, and then picked up the topic that his companion obviously wanted to divert.
"Thomas..."
That name left a moment of surprise on the prince's expression, then panic, and finally turned into a bitter smile: "Well, for your own good, Edward, don't ask about this matter, wait a moment, you
The current strength is not enough to fight against them. Learn from your teacher.
Learning, at least, you have to wait until you become an official, no, high-level mage... Although I think it should be very fast with your power. However, I'm afraid it won't be possible within a few years, or, you
Is there a way to persuade your teacher? I heard that he is a great mage?"
A little hope flashed in the young man's eyes, but it disappeared immediately - without waiting for his friend's answer, he shook his head: "How could a great mage do things according to our ideas? And, I said, you
You won't tell your teacher this, will you? I beg you, please don't tell anyone. You know I've been involved in this matter. Even if I expose that guy, I'm afraid I will be imprisoned for the rest of my life."
Staring at Edward's face, the local nobleman who had become His Highness the Prince forced a smile: "But don't worry, I will make that guy pay the price, mine, yours, and the entire Baiyang Town, and, there is
With your help, this will all go very quickly. In fact, I have to thank this guy for giving me a great venue. Edward, with your help, I think this will all be easy.
…”
"yes……"
Seeing the sparkle in his eyes, Edward smacked his lips, not intending to undermine this friend's seemingly fragile confidence.
But there seems to be a bitter taste in the mouth.
Very strange...my own reaction.
This result may indeed not be very unexpected... After all, this plan does involve a wide range of things, and that guy is a qualified decision-maker. Naturally, he cannot leave anything to others to omit. This level of confidentiality work is inherently difficult.
It should be done so neatly and neatly.
Because it was reasonable, the more direct reaction was how to fight back? The moment he heard the news, his mind was calm. He only had an extremely peaceful impression of this matter, and there was no fluctuation in his mood. And Ying
In this calmness, there is deep hatred, not sadness.
But how could there be no sadness?
Because it is not a real home, and there is no sense of belonging at all? Is it because there is only a dull blacksmith left there who has nothing to say to him? Is it because he already knows that he is destined to be extraordinary, and he is not the same as those existences?
Different?
No, of course not.
No matter who you are, you have lived in a place for more than ten years, have a home, friends, and a stable life; if you lose it once, sadness is the most natural reaction... It is called human nature and is the most basic.
thing.
Those who despise hatred are unkind, those who despise righteousness are ruthless, and those who despise filial piety are the most ruthless...
Since when did he become like this? Or, is it because his character has changed? Although it has only been a few months, he is no longer that little hunter, no longer a
That human being who could only use blades and bows and arrows to kill several people was now a monster who had gone to heaven and earth and could calmly deal with strange monsters and even the incarnations of gods.
Yes, monsters... Even though they have the appearance of humans, their connotations are decisively different. Aren't they all monsters?
So, is this what power brings? This kind of monster-like indifference, ferocity, and everything becomes as simple as making decisions with power. How simple is it so terrifying?
Patting the shoulder of his friend who was bowing his head in silence again, 'Prince Stellan' pushed him to sit down, then took the red wine from the crystal bottle on the table and filled two glasses: "Come on, for our reunion.
, and for Baiyang Town."
"So, what do they want you to do?"
The wine was clear, but Edward frowned and stared at his old friend for a moment before he asked - although he had a general understanding of the ins and outs of this matter, all this still made his train of thought a bit confusing.
Messy.
"I don't know exactly what I want to do, but probably, I will become the emperor." James Stern shook his head, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, twisting into a slight smile, but there was no trace of joy in his eyes: "But
Definitely not now, it may be a long time later, but in fact. Now I have
Now that he is the emperor, as long as that old guy can't wake up... However, even if he wakes up now, nothing will happen. I think the curse of those guys will probably swallow up the rest of his lifespan, or else he will.
Detract from his intelligence, so that the country is actually mine."
That familiar smile made Edward silent.
For the second glass of wine, the person in front of me gently twisted the cup with three fingers, tasted it, and then slowly drank it. His movements were elegant and correct, and his back was straight. Even for a veteran nobleman who was good at etiquette,
Maybe there's nothing wrong with it.
But in his memory, he always liked to drink heavily. Even when he wiped out a group of stubborn bandits, a few bottles of wine that were bought at a high price from the caravan and were rare in Xifeng City were found in the bandit's lair;
I dried half of it in the wine can, and then cursed it for three days and two nights because of the slight sourness after the bump.
Now, he seems to be completely accustomed to this change of identity, and has even turned it into a part of himself - when his smile calms down, this person is almost the gentle and noble Stellan?
Sivol Ryan Fernandez.
As for Rospal von James Junior... that person should not have existed here, and he naturally disappeared without a trace.
"I know you want to ask me what's going on, but actually I don't know very well. They don't tell me, so I barely know a little bit."
Gently sipping the wine in the glass, he narrated in a low voice. The sunlight passed through the crystal and the wine, showing a wonderful blush on the face: "It seems that he is related to me, otherwise
If so, my identity will be exposed easily. The rest I only know is that when Stellan and I were born, the emperor's wife died, so
It seems that because I was born later, they thought I was a cursed child; then, the emperor pardoned my father for some sins and then expelled him. I don’t know the rest of the specific things.
, but I have to say, it’s still a bit human, huh? At least you didn’t strangle me to death at that time, right?”
Noticing Edward's gaze, the prince drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and smiled bleakly.
"It's ridiculous. No wonder you always say that those nobles are monsters. You see, just because they were born a little later, the results become so different."
"This... is indeed a bit unimaginable."
Edward frowned, but his eyes turned on a thin chain on his neck: "How do you know?"
Well, there is actually no need to listen to the answer to the question. For a psychic, if there is no obstacle from that layer of magic, he would hardly need to talk - there is a gem attached to the other party's golden chain.
The thumb-sized sapphire has neat facets and excellent fire color. It sparkles with little blue light in the light.
Eighth-ring spell, soul confinement spell.
That's why he was able not to reveal any flaws... because all of that person's memories were available to him as he wished.
"Don't worry, I don't have any dissatisfaction... Although he didn't want me anymore and threw me to that idiot father, I have lived a pretty good life in the past twenty years. I have a piece of territory where I can be wild and have a lot of experience.
Living freely in World of Warcraft is much better than being in this damn palace, walking, eating, drinking, sleeping, everything requires his attention, pay attention to your manners, I have only followed it for a month, and I already feel worse than life.
Dead! If it stays like this for more than ten or twenty years, I will definitely go crazy!"
Not noticing his friend's contemplation, His Royal Highness just nodded to himself and smiled - maybe it was the effect of the alcohol, or because of this unexpected reunion after a long separation, his already fairer face was now completely white.
He returned to his previous expression: "But you know, the price is still worth it. The power of a kingdom. That guy promised me that as long as I don't interfere with his orders, I can do whatever I want for the rest of the little things! Moreover,
It seems they will start taking action soon..."
"So? You want to use this to take back the right to mint money?" Edward paused the wine glass in his hand and interrupted his proud companion: "Are you sure that guy won't let you down because of this?"
"That's right. I really want to try what you said, where the national credit printed on parchment can be used as money. Although I know this is not easy, but didn't you say that as long as you succeed?
Now, can the king at least really take the country into his own hands?"
"Too aggressive..."
Edward shook his head. This friend's courage was still so exaggerated... Although he obviously took some consideration and adopted the milder method of casting new coins for exchange, the right to privately mint coins was almost useless to the great nobles of various fiefdoms.
It is the most important means to improve the economy. If you want to snatch this piece of fat from their hands, the intensity of the backlash that will follow can be imagined with your knees.
"It's not a big deal. I know those guys will take action. So, they won't do anything to me until they achieve their goal." The prince waved his hand indifferently: "You know, this matter can actually make them happy in the future.
Things will go more smoothly, so they will definitely give me support. As long as I work little by little, sooner or later I will be able to defeat that guy..."
He pressed his palms and smiled.
"What if..." After pondering for a moment, Edward said, "If I find a way to get you out of here and find a place for you so that they can't find you..."
The room suddenly fell silent.
Prince Stellan, no, little James raised his head and stared at his friend's face:
"Thank you, Edward... I believe you have such a skill, but what happens next?" He whispered, his voice a little hoarse: "You want me to find a place to hide? From now on, I will sit with my legs crossed all day long.
Just hang around? Find a wife and give birth to a son? Forget the pain of your loved ones when they die, enjoy it all by yourself, and live an ordinary life? It would be better to die in the village then!"
Edward shook his head. In the eyes that met him, no, it was the other person's thoughts that vaguely penetrated from the spiritual induction, containing hatred, contempt, hatred, murderous intention... and even twisted feelings.
Blood thirst, sadistic excitement
, all kinds of weird or weird things were flowing in it. This smile did not make his expression gentle and approachable, but it was like a distortion, making the face that was quite familiar and gentle, and could laugh at will, look like a ghost.
Fierce and treacherous!
But it was only for a moment.
"Thank you, but you don't understand, and you haven't seen how that guy destroyed our home... I don't know what you think, or you don't care much about those people, but I don't
I will forget it, so unless you can capture that guy and the group of people behind him, and let me chop them to death one by one, and burn them bit by bit, I will not stop here.
"
He whispered.
So Edward was silent.
Then he stood up. "Your actions are too blatant. Don't try to blackmail him by thinking that you are the only one who can use him. Believe me, there are many ways to control people in magic. It's hard for you to imagine, so you want revenge."
, you'd better be careful and don't be too showy." He said, walking to the door.
When the door opened, a young maid just walked over from the corridor. She was dressed in a palace maid's complicated and gorgeous attire, which could not hide her youthful figure. On her small face, her skin was fair and fair, with just a little nutrition.
Poorly emaciated, when she met the gaze of the psychic, she lowered her head in panic, bowed and saluted. Her big eyes and timid expression, her loneliness and helplessness, made her even more lovable.
She waited until the black figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, then carefully walked into the prince's room.
"Your Highness."
Noticing the man sitting on the bench, she walked over lightly, filled his glass, then took a few steps back, lowering her head.
"It's you"
little girl
At this time, facing the young prince, she finally smiled easily and said, "I just think that you are very happy today, which is rare?"
"Well, can you tell? It's actually nothing, we just talked about some happy things." The young prince twitched his lips, but then he seemed to notice something: "You... seem to dislike him very much?"
"No, no, I don't... I just feel... this person..." The little girl bit her lip, and whispered in a low voice as if she was at a loss: "It's not that I hate it, I don't know why, Your Highness, even if he is
He hasn’t even glanced at me, but I just feel that he is very dangerous, very...how to say? very scary..."
"Everything is just exchange... Wealth, family interests, can only become real power in these personal interactions and interconnections... Everything in the world can be abandoned, provided that there is something better to replace it, if in
Add half of the benefits, and some people will take desperate risks for you. Add equal benefits, and some people will dare to trample all laws in the world. Add three times the benefits, and some people will dare to risk being hanged. As for blasphemy... there are ten
That’s almost twice the benefits…”
The young nobleman spoke, and as expected, he received the growing surprise in the other person's eyes, but in the end he controlled himself and did not say the last part of this sentence.
"Even if you are the God of Slaughter, you might as well give tens of millions of times the profit to give it a try..." This sentence was what Edward said to him at the beginning of the development of Baiyang Town. The kid just used an illusory legend to
Pushed all the mercenaries in the western fiefdom into the Whispering Forest, known as the entrance to hell, and used the lives of these people to bring a steady stream of wealth to Baiyang Town.