"Your question is meaningless. Although His Majesty is kind, he is not a womanly man." No. 14 shook his head slightly at George Blake. Of course, he could hear the meaning of the young apprentice in front of him: "Death"
Although spiritualism is the study of corpses and souls, just like modern medicine, the results obtained through the study of corpses can of course be applied to living people.
As the most powerful necromancer in the world, His Majesty's magical attainments are beyond your imagination. As for the transformation of living people... His Majesty just disdains it. If Your Majesty is willing, you can transform the entire Europe at any time.
Become his undead army."
Hearing this, George Blake was shocked. He couldn't help asking: "All of Europe? How powerful is he?"
It was impossible for George Blake not to be shocked. After all, what No. 14 said was to turn the entire population of Europe into an undead army, which undoubtedly meant the destruction of the entire Europe.
"Powerful? I think you may have some misunderstanding about magic." No. 14 couldn't help but shook his head and said in a reverent tone: "Evaluating a mage's power is not based on how much damage he can cause.
, but evaluated by what he can create.
Even the necromancers who bring death are evaluated based on their research and attainments in magic, as well as their achievements in exploring the mysteries between life and death.
To destroy a city, you only need to put poison in the water source that a mortal can make. To destroy a country, you only need to put a plague that a mage apprentice can make. Even if you want to destroy the entire Europe, there are too many simple and effective ways, and these are all
It is not enough to evaluate whether a mage is powerful.
To His Majesty, whether he is powerful or not is due to the undead summons he has created that are enough to open up a new system, and the Philosopher's Stone that he successfully refined, rather than whether he can destroy Europe. Although for Your Majesty,
, it is not difficult for him to destroy this planet as he has already half-stepped into the divine realm."
No. 14 is not a divine lich, so he is not a body that Chen Mo can come to at any time.
But as a creature also created by Chen Mo, he is undoubtedly loyal to Chen Mo, his master, and the mage-type personality Chen Mo created for him also determines that he will have incomparable admiration for the more powerful Chen Mo.
Therefore, his remarks are naturally full of admiration for Chen Mo and regard him as his belief in life.
However, George Blake obviously did not listen to these words, nor did he understand the core point of what was said on the 14th. He just asked with great concern: "Then if your Majesty wants to prevent the war that is breaking out in Europe, what should you do?
Got it, right?”
"Of course, and this does not require His Majesty to use magic, he only needs to use his power as the king." The brow under the mask of No. 14 frowned slightly, but he still answered George Blake's question.
"Can your Majesty..." George Blake tried to ask the question he wanted to know, although he also knew that the answer must be no.
"No, because that would not be of any benefit to Your Majesty." No. 14 rejected George Blake without hesitation, not even waiting for him to finish asking the question: "This war will sweep the entire world and destroy the old world.
The colonial system under order, a new order and a new world pattern will be established through this war.
Under such a general trend, Your Majesty will only comply with it and promote it, but will not disobey it. It is not that Your Majesty cannot do it, but that there are not enough benefits for Your Majesty to make such a decision."
At this point, No. 14 seemed to feel that he had said too much, so he stopped talking.
George Blake had a rather complex and surprised expression on his face, and at the same time there seemed to be a kind of astonishment as if his idol had collapsed.
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At this time, most people in Cairo were still immersed in the joy of the victory in the previous naval battle.
The official held a grand celebration banquet, and ordinary people also held a celebration with joy. Even though several days had passed, the joyous atmosphere had not completely dissipated.
However, the attention of the people in Cairo was soon attracted by the news that suddenly spread, and they even quickly forgot the joy and joy of the previous celebration.
Because since its completion, the Cairo Palace, where only Chen Mo has lived alone, welcomed a female resident.
Although there are not no women in the palace in Cairo, and the pool of mermaids is the envy of others, no one would regard them as female residents living in the palace.
After all, everyone knows what living in the palace means, and women who serve Chen Mo obviously cannot be counted as living in the palace.
But now, a woman has moved into the palace with a high profile, and what she represents has undoubtedly plunged everyone into wild speculation.
Faced with such completely unnecessary rumors and turmoil, Chen Mo helplessly looked at Littorio, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and tasting pastries, and said to her helplessly: "Did you do this on purpose? High-profile
Announce that you are living in my palace so that you can cause trouble for me?"
Regarding Littorio's behavior, Chen Mo only found it troublesome but not angry.
After all, he summoned her after he arranged for someone to sink her predecessor. Littorio felt a little uncomfortable and deliberately made small moves to make things difficult for him, which was something that could be tolerated and accepted.
In the final analysis, it was just some rumors and tidbits, not a big deal. In addition, Littorio's character was also shaped by Chen Mo himself, so there was no need for him to be angry about it.
Of course Littorio knew this, and this was one of the reasons why she dared to do this.
Facing Chen Mo's helpless questioning, Littorio exchanged his crossed legs, leaned on the sofa and raised an arm, holding a piece of pastry in his hand, but in Littorio's hand
Like holding a swaying glass of red wine.
And she said in a tone that sounded like an opera aria: "Commander, do you know? There are two kinds of people in this world, one is the person who is fascinated by Littorio, and the other is the person who will be...
The person I am fascinated by. What kind of person are you, Commander?"
After Littorio finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Chen Mo, as if expecting his answer.
"You are my creation. In other words, you should call me 'padre', or according to your Italian custom, call me 'padrino'?" Chen Mo didn't pay any attention to Littorio's little provocation.
He didn't care, walked straight up to her, took away the cake in her hand and stuffed it into his mouth: "Have you ever seen a father who is in heat with his daughter? That's a beast."
