"Bill Colin, the city guards are long, viscount... George Bosen, the city guards are long, viscount, the ninth one, it's really fast... What day is this?
?”
With a sigh, Edward put the paper in his hand full of beautiful fonts on the table in front of him.
"On the sixth day, Lord."
Anna Su, who was standing at the table, reached out to take the group of spies from the Linobili Chamber of Commerce and learned from the spies who carefully copied the information from animals. The voice was cold and protested against the other party wasting the fruits of their labor. It was a pity that the hateful man walked backwards.
He leaned back and ignored the female staff member's expression.
"Six Days..." nodded, and he whispered to himself softly.
Six days passed in a flash...
Compared to negotiations with the Sword Saint and the Duke, compared to dealing with the two Seraphic servants, and compared to the unpredictable female master... These days are rare and gentle for Edward, but although
It was gentle, but it was not comfortable, because he was finally able to calm down and do something that he had no time to do before.
During these six days, he did not leave the territory in half a step. He began to roughly integrate and organize all the forces at hand, improve the paper manufacturing machine, recruit people, form a new production line, and supervise the quality of mass-produced chemical weapons.
There are also intensive training, which accounts for almost 90% of his time.
However, the results obtained after spending time are not ideal.
There are still successes - for example, after those mages gathered in one place for some precise research, they found a way to eliminate the influence of the Panduorian evil talisman. They embedded them outside the original space magic array.
After setting up a protective magic array, they finally successfully resisted the unstable impact of the evil talisman and restored the effect of the two spatial channels of the fire element and the water element plane to the maximum.
But that is not without a price. In order to completely stabilize these space channels, the value of the gems on these two magic circles reached at least 200,000 gold coins. That was yellow, real gold, enough to make
His Majesty a king also took a breath.
Those old guys and Ashari think about the problem are standard colleges - as long as they can achieve the best results, they will not calculate the price. This money is enough to make any isolated one helpless
The mage is completely bankrupt, and even the mage who is offered to a small territory may not be able to obtain such a wealth. In fact, even for someone, this effort is not easy. The various gems and spell casting materials he has accumulated on hand evaporated at least
It was about one third. It was enough to make a certain 'skinned hand' hurt so much that it cursed.
Fortunately, the benefits brought by investment are also gratifying. The new blacksmith furnace swallowed the ore like a huge monster. The red molten iron was sent to the forging machine day and night. Then, in the heavy movements of the giants,
In batches, they are pressed into swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks,
The first batch of weapons were soon ready, and now, the second batch of a thousand armors had to leave Burgundy and head to Gushan City - according to the latest information, the soldier of the Black Hawk Duke,
The first round of tentative migration to the territory of Count Qiqilun has begun.
Many things, aren't they?
But it was the same six days. For Edward's companion who was far away in Romanty, he could obviously do much more and more sensational things than him.
After the poor military minister, several murders have occurred in Romanty in these six days, and in each case, there must be some people—two generals, one deputy commander of the Knights and
The positive and negative commanders of the six city guards died one after another, and a quarter of the powerful figures in the old emperor's military and political team have disappeared out of thin air.
This speed is really too fast.
The loss of a marquis, two counts, and seven viscounts is a major event at any time, even if it is just a short title serving the throne. It is also enough to shake the entire noble circle.
However, the reason that the prince declared to the outside world was just a sentence, "There are cult elements who use demons to kill nobles, and we are stepping up our investigation." Then there was no other addition. It was dry, almost comparable to lime powder. I'm afraid it was a plea.
Even poor people without political minds will not believe that this is the real inside story.
But so what?
A king may be unkind, intelligent, and brave, but decisive in killing is definitely an advantage that an emperor must possess... The purpose of this purge is obviously clear and accurate. Therefore, the nobles are wise
He chose to shut up collectively, "The blood of the nobles is precious, and no drop can be sprinkled easily," the ancient saying has long been left behind by them.
"What do you think about this?"
"What?"
"What do you think he wants to do about this Prince Stran and the people around him, and what can he do?" Edward said after pondering for a moment.
"There is nothing surprising about killing people. Every time a new owner is replaced with that noble chair, I will probably choose this dirty game as a handover ceremony." The noble woman sighed unconsciously.
Or a sneering voice: "It's just for the benefit."
Edward smiled and reached out his hand, signaling to continue.
"The only purpose of the nobles' actions is interest, justice or fairness, which is nothing more than a gorgeous coat that is worn outside, as they always do, or will be punished by the defilement of the coat, but if necessary
When they were not interested in taking off the cloth as a footrest to win the smile of the lady named interest. If necessary, lay some shirts called kindness or humanity, and they would not even have eyes.
Blink."
Annasu's mouth curled a sarcasm, and the words were not polite: "This new king is undoubtedly smart. When he attacked one side, the interests leaked between his fingers were enough to make several big ones.
The clever family shut up their mouths. With the long and strong enough stick of military power, he could naturally let these ministers understand who they should listen to. If nothing unexpected happens, we might be
You can hear the news of a king's death."
Edward nodded slightly, not commenting.
Annasu's analysis is the most secure, but also the most conservative, and this matter is not just a rotation of the emperor and the ministers...
In fact, if possible, Edward was willing to sort out the lady's ideas, and then report to Master Marilyn, and let the crazy woman make a judgment himself - he has never been involved in this chaos.
High awareness. As long as the other party can fulfill her promise, the psychic warlock doesn't mind a little.
But even if you want to use your knees, it is not that simple.
The woman's request was to know what Thomas was doing. If it were such a sloppy report, it would be impossible for her to willingly send out a spell to change her real name, let alone Edward and Claudia.
The interpretation of the contract between them is a problem.
By the way, there is also the inexplicable beast-turned human bloodline that appeared on Cecilia.
In fact, six days ago, Edward had some luck in the curse that Cecilia suddenly broke out - he thought it might be a curse imposed by the master, and the curse was also magic.
As long as it is magic, it cannot break out of the scope of magic. Although it seems mysterious to ordinary people, it is actually just a complex skill. Since it is a skill, it naturally has its own tricks. Analyze the nature of magic
After forming an energy vein, you can find ways to guide or reversely eliminate it, just spend more time and cost. As usual, there is no spell that cannot be solved.
Unfortunately, after a round of discussion with Yasalie, he realized how troublesome it is to have only a small understanding of it.
The beast-like disease is not a magical category at all. Instead, it is closer to a virus - an infectious disease. The biggest problem is that even magical techniques are somewhat powerless to it.
Originally, the world has developed magic. Many diseases can be directly treated with magical techniques, but the exception is the veterinary disease. No matter how skilled the priest uses magical techniques, it cannot be eliminated. Some people say that it is because it originates from a person who has long disappeared.
In history, some people say that this is a special change in the human body itself. Although it is caused by the saliva or blood of the beast-turned human beings, the ultimate problem is that it will permanently change the structure of the human body itself.
, let it be free and affinity with the magic net to change, and as humans grow, it becomes deeper and deeper, so no matter what magic technique, there is no effective treatment for this disease.
Basically there is no help. I can only watch the patient go further and further along the road of beastization step by step, and finally become a monster with a mixture of human and beast characteristics.
In essence, Edward does not reject being a cat-eared girl with his female companion. The so-called cute culture that has been influenced by more than ten years has long made his acceptance beyond the imagination of ordinary people in this plane, but
Of course, cat-eared girl is very good, but it is extremely dangerous. The final state of vesicular disease, but it no longer has a trace of human form. If it is not treated as soon as possible, Cecilia, as an infected person, may become a
It's just a real cat.
So there is no doubt that Edward and Master Marilyn had a deal, but it was not fair. So Edward did not expect that the other party would act obediently according to his intentions. Only both parties gave some sincerity
, or things can be solved easier.
So, what does Thomas want to do?
On the surface, what the guy wants is obviously not just this country. He is concentrating the power of this country in his hands, and then he will control this power and launch a war on the empire.
This war is probably not as simple as conquest, otherwise he would not have had to work so hard and risk being held accountable by the sects - the power he possessed had at least touched the edge of the Nine Ring Spell,
And also has a magic prop or ability to divide the independent space. With such power, one or two lords are built in the empire, and then gradually replace them, whether it is expanding its power or revenge on someone,
It is not a problem, not to mention that if his target is an individual, then as long as he pays some price and joins hands with a few ** masters, he may not be embarrassed to erase any creatures below the gods.
The psychic sage shook his head and found that his thoughts seemed to have entered a dead end again. In the past two days, he had thought about these questions several times, but without surprise, he found it difficult to give an answer.
Use a spell or psychic to detect?
Then there are enough manpower to find out where this deputy tutor will appear.
"Lord Lord. We have completed all the work you have entrusted... to the execution."
"Thank you for your hard work." The young man nodded absent-mindedly, stretched out his hand and a little obscure green light flew out from his fingertips and fell between the mercenary leader's forehead: "This is a reward for you.
Adapt to it more. I hope it will have a day to make you stronger and serve me better.”
Lenin's body trembled for a moment, and then a hint of joy appeared.
Knowledge about that strange power was flowing into his mind,
"Lord, if you can, you should give such power to those who need it more." Thinking slightly, the old mercenary spoke, which made Edward stunned.
Once the seeds of Isgandal's power are planted, the subordinates will not have any mentality of resistance. At least so far, it seems like this. But now, the old mercenary in front of him has raised objections?
Is there a way for him to resist this control?
"This kind of power is too luxurious for me."
Lenin squeezed a dry smile on his thin face and spoke slowly: "I am not good at secret activities, and I am not fast. The few sword techniques I am good at are just some effect on ordinary people, even if I have too many of them.
There is no great value for this kind of power.”
The mercenary commander shook his head and sighed in his heart.
The feeling of power was weird. But it was beautiful. Seeing his body penetrated the obstacles like a phantom, he immediately thought that he could use this move to penetrate the sword swinged by the opponent and then rush into the opponent's arms.
The effect of transforming into a monster is enough to expand the heart of a warrior exponentially.
But decades of mercenary career have already taken away the vigorous ambitions of the young man in Lenin's heart. The mercenary leader thought for a moment and made a decision. After using the power, he felt that it was dazed.
It is an unacceptable flaw. The time of a mere two or three breaths can only give him a little advantage, and the slight dizziness that follows is enough to make this ability a regrettable excess.
thing.
"Any level of battle will have an entry threshold. Allies below this threshold will only bring back effects to their companions - they will die worthlessly for their own battle. If they still implicate allies and are buried with them, it is a sin.
For people with low abilities, adding one or two unique abilities will not greatly improve their combat effectiveness. The only function is to create a chaos to consume opponents and win.”
The mercenary leader's words were quite sincere, which forced the psychic warlock to disagree.
This world is unfair. Even if you work hard, you may not be able to surpass your goals. You still need talent. But this world is particularly fair. Every life has their own unique personality. If you can be flexible
Corresponding advantages, choose the right path for you - a child may be born without the qualifications of magic, but after several years of growth, he will find that his muscle explosive power is quite good, and he can become a strongman with a little training.
Or know that you have unique creativity in fields such as music and art, so that you can become a minstrel or painter.
But why do I always seem to have some feelings that I can break through this limitation?
A thought that suddenly came to mind in my memory made Edward's heart move.
Lenin stared at the young man in a daze until the somewhat chilled palm pressed against his forehead.
The next moment, like a stream of water, was sent to the mercenary's mind along the hand, as if his body was trembling slightly, but soon, the coldness turned into a trace of warmth.
This feeling is extremely strange. The thoughts slowly swim with that energy, a little clear and blurred. The memories that float up and down like smoke and dust in the darkness of closing their eyes, and eventually disappeared without a trace.
, it seemed that an invisible palm was flipping the contents in his mind.
But it made the mercenary leader feel a strange feeling - it was like something that did not originally belong to him was stuffed into his mind.
Is it a new force?
When the hand left his forehead, the mercenary leader tried to pull out the long sword beside his waist and waved it, but frowned.
It seems...unexpectedly clumsy.
It has been 26 years since he was twelve years old. This sword has been with him for six years. Although it is just a sword with a ring of spells, it is already considered a mercenary.
A good weapon has been with him for the longest time. Therefore, even with his eyes closed, he can put his fingers into the bumpy grip on the hilt of the sword, and even when he loses balance, he can turn it from the scabbard.
Draw out...
But now, the weapon he is most familiar with is so strange now. The handle that has been rubbing black is so hard and hurts his hands. (This site (.) Your support is my greatest motivation.