A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Eltab City, the national capital of Ser, is a huge city with up to 120,000 permanent residents.

It belongs to the province of Eltaba and is located on the shores of Lake Serlember on the east side of the Serre Mountains. It not only has abundant fresh water resources and convenient river channels, but also has extraordinary political significance.

Whether it is the governor, the nominally highest administrative and military officer of each province, or the red-robed chiefs who stand at the apex of power, they will all have a residence of their own here.

Although they will certainly not live in the crisis-ridden capital for a long time, they can use this to express a clear political attitude, that is, no matter how hard each other is held back within the country, the top level can always maintain a state of struggle without breaking up.

Like many large cities in Ser, the most famous specialty of Eltab City is slaves. Its huge and prosperous slave market makes it beyond the reach of Kalin Shirt, which has practiced slavery for thousands of years.

If calculated on a per capita basis, each citizen of the city owned an average of three slaves, and the number of slaves was even three times more than the permanent population.

Of course, everyone who knows how much water is “per capita” knows.

The real situation is that the lower class residents not only cannot afford slaves at all, but may also become one of the slaves due to debt problems.

Most slaves were owned by nobles, bureaucrats, and red wizards.

Some red-robed mages keep hundreds of slaves in cages to conduct cruel necromantic magic experiments.

And even if you accidentally die in an experiment, the corpse can be sold to the undead faction or used as a zombie, skeleton, or ghoul servant by yourself, without even a trace of waste.

This is why slaves are always in short supply in this country.

In the streets and alleys of Ser, the most common sight is that of red-robed mages traveling with a large number of slaves, undead and guards behind them.

Since the foundation of the founding of Cyre was against the theocratic rule of Mulhorand, the churches of various gods here are like dragons that you have to coil up and tigers that you have to lie down.

Otherwise, the red-robed mages will definitely not tolerate your bad habits. They will expel you when they should be expelled, and annihilate them when they should be exterminated.

Especially for gods like Lathander, Lord of the Dawn, who are extremely averse to undead creatures, their faith has basically been uprooted long ago.

Not to mention Lathander, even the goddess of magic and the god of mages, which mages generally believe in, have little influence here.

If you were to find an area with the weakest belief in the gods in all of Faerûn, it would have to be Thelmer, ruled by the red-robed mage.

At least until Sazastan bowed to Bane, the god of tyranny.

In addition, in terms of politics, unlike many people who think that Serge is a red-robed mage who directly goes down to rule ruthlessly and brutally, the country adopts a very interesting separate political model.

Although the red-robed mage holds the actual highest power, he does not really waste a lot of time and energy on building the country and dealing with various complicated troubles.

Just the opposite!

They delegated power to the governor and the governor's administrators, who were then responsible for specific matters such as the transportation system, public health, military defense, irrigation and drinking water, and maintenance of law and order in a certain area.

The red-robed mages put more energy into studying magic and improving their status within the organization.

The governor is usually chosen by officers who have performed well in war or wealthy nobles.

Occasionally there will be wealthy businessmen who have proven their abilities, or red-robed mage who want to use this position to expand their wealth and influence.

However, once the red-robed mage chooses to serve as governor, it means that he voluntarily gives up his qualifications to continue to advance in the original organization and even become the chief.

After all, becoming a governor requires handling a lot of government affairs every day, so how can you have time to calm down and do magic research and continue to improve your spellcasting level.

In addition, the appointment and replacement of the governor must be nominated by the chiefs of the eight factions, and finally a vote must be held.

Therefore, behind every provincial governor, there is often one or even several faction chiefs.

They obey the words of the chief to whom they are loyal, otherwise they will not be able to secure their seats.

Therefore, strictly speaking, the eleven provinces of Serre are indirectly controlled by the eight red-robed chiefs.

Although the province is nominally an administrative system independent of the red-robed mage system, it is closer to a semi-independent small kingdom.

Among them, as the most powerful chief of the necromancy department, Sazhastan controls two of the richest provinces, while the other seven chiefs each control one.

As a naval base, the province of Araul adheres to the principle of neutrality, and has always held the position of governor-general with naval generals, and does not get involved in the internal fighting among the chiefs.

The province of Pleafront, which is adjacent to Agolalon, is an independent region ruled by the Church of Kossus, the God of Fire.

Although it belongs to Serre in name and pays taxes to it, it is independent in military and political aspects.

To sum up, after the development in recent hundreds of years, Ser's current internal situation can be said to be both complex and simple.

The simple thing is that all power is highly concentrated in the eight faction chiefs, and their attitudes directly determine the future of this country.

The complication is that each of the eight chiefs has his own agenda.

Except for Saznarstan, who has made his attitude clear, and Aznar Srul, who is firmly against him, no one knows what the other six chiefs are thinking in their hearts and whether they will choose to jump at the critical moment. opposite.

At this moment, as the chief double agent and wall-rider, Demetra Vlas is receiving a special visitor in his mansion in Eltab City.

This is a typical female red-robed mage with all her hair shaved off. You can clearly see the huge magic tattoos from her forehead to the back of her head.

From her delicate facial features and thin lips, it is easy to tell that she is not very old. She is probably only between nineteen and twenty years old. She was definitely a rare beauty before she shaved off her hair.

Even according to the current painting style, there is a beauty full of coldness, mystery and darkness.

"Have you visited your mother?"

Demetra Vlas was the first to break the silence, raising her head and staring into the other person's creepy red eyes.

The reason why I say it is creepy is because the eyes of this young female red-robed mage are not red in the pupils or irises, but the whites of the eyeballs are filled with a strange blood-red color.

And this color is not caused by the dense blood vessels, but by the high concentration of magical energy.

Generally speaking, there are two reasons for this situation. One is definitely due to the bloodline of alien creatures without asking, and the other is the result of an accident during a magic experiment.

The woman with strange eyes nodded slightly: "Yes, mentor, I have already visited her.

As you might expect, my mother is now obsessed with Game of Thrones.

He was even stupid enough to try to resolve the conflicts among the chiefs on his own.

She strongly advocates expanding the scale of foreign trade and seizing a larger market and earning more profits by exporting low-level magic items.

And not long ago, she just chose to marry the Supreme Sword of Mulmaster, hoping to expand her network and influence.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of many people and even the chief, she has become an eyesore and needs to be eliminated. "

From the almost cold words, it is not difficult to see that the red-robed mage not only has no affection for his mother, but is full of disgust and contempt.

However, this is obviously not an exception among the red-robed mage group, but a common phenomenon.

Because Ser, like Halua, the country of wizards, implements compulsory magic education for all, and it is also compulsory.

They will test children of appropriate age, and once they pass, they will be immediately taken away from their parents and sent to various academies and mage towers for closed and strict training for several years.

During this time, the child is completely isolated from the parents.

By the time these children became official mages and were allowed to leave, it would have been six, seven or even ten years since they had grown up, and each one of them was forced to become both ruthless and cruel by the cruel competitive environment.

They miss the most precious time of enjoying family affection with their parents, and therefore lose their sense of belonging to their families. They may even never return home to visit their parents, brothers and sisters again throughout their lives.

"Haha, time flies so fast, fourteen years have passed in a flash.

I clearly remember that your mother, now the governor of the province of Eltaba, Demidra Fres, came to the door with you when you were still a little girl, and asked me to help her cover up her unmarried relationship. Scandal of childbirth.

At that time, Dimitra was still a newbie who had just graduated from the academy, and her eyes were full of fear and nervousness.

Because if this matter spreads, then she and her family will become the laughing stock in the aristocratic circle.

As for your romantic father who just wanted to taste the taste of the red-robed witch, after learning about this incident, he immediately set out overnight and chose to escape, for fear of being caught and cut into pieces.

But unfortunately, he failed to escape your mother's crazy revenge in the end.

A few years later, this man who couldn't control his lower body was captured by your mother and tortured to death, and was eventually transformed into a ghoul slave.

I'm curious, what was the scene like when you mother and daughter met for the first time after so many years? "

When saying these words, Demetra Vlas raised her head slightly with a playful expression.

Because she originally chose to take in the poor little guy in front of her, her motive was actually not simple, but she wanted to seize the handle of Dimitra Fleiss, and then use it as a threat to make him a puppet at her mercy.

This is a common trick used by many high-level red-robed mages to secretly control their subordinates.

But what surprised Demetra Vlas was that the girl standing in front of him actually showed extraordinary talent in her future studies.

He had just turned twenty and obtained a spellcasting level of LV14, which was only one level lower than his mother.

It is precisely because of this that the chief gave up his original plan and planned to train this outstanding disciple and make him his right-hand man.

The young female red-robed mage responded in an emotionless tone: "You may be disappointed.

My mother didn't have any special reaction. She just told me that the noble surname Fleiss could not be given to an illegitimate daughter.

The only thing she could give me was life.

As for other wealth, power and status, I have to work hard to achieve them myself. "

When Demetra heard this, she couldn't help laughing immediately. While laughing, she joked: "It's really what Demetra is capable of. Didn't you tell her that she had been promoted a year ago?" Are you a Tour de France instructor?"

The young female red-robed mage asked nonchalantly: "What's the point of this?

I never expected her acceptance and recognition, and I never thought she would give me any help.

Everything I have now, everything I have obtained, and what I am pursuing are beyond her ability to understand and imagine.

In Cyre, if you want to gain power, you must possess the corresponding magical power.

But the mother did not realize this at all, and she wasted her talents in vain, spending all her time and energy on boring struggles for power.

And from the moment she became the provincial governor, she had lost her qualifications to compete for the highest throne of power. "

"well said!

This constant self-improvement and rational calmness are the reasons why I admire you most.

Kalaya, now I have a very important task for you.

But before I tell you the content of the mission, I must first ask, are you worthy of my trust? "

As these words blurted out, Demetra Vlas leaned forward slightly, releasing the aura and powerful magical power of the red-robed chief.

Kalaya felt like the mentor in front of her was pressing down on her like a mountain, making her breathless.

But fortunately, she had already seen many strong winds and waves during her mission, and she quickly forced herself to stay calm, put one hand on her chest and bowed deeply.

"Of course, mentor, you can always trust me."

After getting the promise he wanted, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on Demetra Vlas' face and he nodded slightly: "Very good. Now let me tell you the content of this mission.

First of all, I believe you should have heard that all maritime trade and transportation in Sayre have been blocked by three huge gunboats and the dragon knights carried on them.

The main fleet was brutally destroyed in the south, and even the province of Araul was lost.

Based on the discussion results of the Chief Council, we decided to send envoys to negotiate, or to be precise, to end all this by voluntarily surrendering.

The conditions are to permanently give up the establishment of a navy, pay a certain proportion of the value of the goods in exchange for the other party's protection, and at the same time cede two islands in the Araul province. "

"So...my mission is to go to the West Coast Empire as an envoy to negotiate?"

A look of surprise appeared on Kalaya's face.

Because in her opinion, it is really incredible that the Chief Council made such a "weak" decision.

After all, ever since the red-robed mage took power, he has launched countless rounds of foreign aggression.

Although most of them ended in failure due to mutual hindrance, they never signed any terms with the nature of ceding land.

The most I can do is to withdraw the army and not fight you for the time being, and then seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack next time.

Still want to sign a defeat treaty that cedes territory and pays compensation?

nonexistent!

Throughout the history of the region, Serge has always had back-and-forth with its neighboring countries, and the border has always maintained a very tense relationship.

Demetra Vlas noticed the disciple’s reaction and explained with a smile: “Don’t be so surprised.

Because what we are facing this time is not small countries like Selaiman and Agolalon, but the West Coast Empire, which is larger and more powerful than Ser.

In particular, Soss, as the emperor, is not only the chosen one of the goddess of magic and the goddess of poison and disease, but also has shown terrifying personal strength in a series of previous actions.

The leader of the Necromancer faction, Sazastan, suffered such a big loss that he finally chose to give up revenge.

What's more, those airships equipped with firearms and dragon knights are not easy to deal with.

We have no idea whether there is anything like a portal in the airship, so it would not be a wise move to expand the war rashly.

The most important thing is that the messenger is only who you are on the surface.

Privately, I hope you can reach a cooperation agreement with Soth on my behalf.

After all, Ser today is like a volcano filled with magma. The increasingly dissatisfied Sazastan may take some extreme actions at any time, eventually triggering a terrible civil war.

Whether it is to protect myself or seize power, I must find a strong enough foreign aid. "

"Understood."

Kalaya felt her heart beating wildly, obviously frightened by her mentor's plan.

You must know that it is one thing to form an alliance with several other chiefs, but it is another thing to contact foreign enemies to engage one's own people.

If this matter is exposed, not only will Demetra be besieged by the entire red-robed mage organization, but she herself will also be implicated.

"Relax, don't be so nervous. This matter is not as dangerous as you think. And I have also prepared a precious enough meeting gift."

After saying that, the red-robed chief slowly took out a palm-sized transparent crystal from his pocket.

The next second...

The entire magic network within tens of meters of the surrounding area was twisted and greatly strengthened by some invisible force in an instant.

Kalaya only felt that her induction connection with the magic network was rapidly improving. If the spell was released at this time, then all spells would inevitably have an effect similar to the supermodel skill-spell upgrade.

Moreover, the number of spell slots in each level was also increased by two.

Artifact? !

The word suddenly appeared in her mind.

Because there is absolutely no way anything else can do this except an artifact.

Just when she was about to ask, she suddenly noticed that in the center of the crystal, there seemed to be a small black spot that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, twisting and flickering.

Driven by curiosity, Kalaya immediately couldn't help asking: "Teacher, what on earth is this?"

Demetra Flas smiled and replied: "It is the national treasure of Ser, and it is the foundation for this country to be able to give birth to so many arcane spellcasters and build a country with magic.

Did you know that in ancient times, there was one of the most powerful creator races called Saluk witches?

The famous Netherese Scrolls were created by them.

Later, due to many reasons and climate changes, the glorious civilization created by Saluk Wuhu inevitably came to an end.

But they did not become completely extinct. Instead, they established secret underground cities in many places in Faerûn to hibernate for a long time in order to preserve their strength and make a comeback.

On the land beneath our feet, there is a secret city built by witches and demons.

And there is an extremely powerful artifact buried in this city.

It looks like a piece of black twisted metal, exuding terrifying magic fluctuations.

Later, the goddess of magic found this artifact and used it to strengthen the magic network around Sel.

As time passed, the power of this artifact gradually penetrated into the land, making Ser's magic network stronger than anywhere else in Faerûn, able to carry more spellcasters.

This is also the reason why the people here are particularly keen on magic perception and the magic output is more than other places.

The black spot you see in the center of this crystal is what I accidentally found deep in a mine, and it is also one of the evidences of the true existence of that artifact.

Although it may only be one in a few hundred or even a thousand, the benefits it can bring to arcane casters are unimaginable.

It is precisely because of this that I can climb to the top position at this age.

But now, it's time to use it as a bargaining chip in exchange for something more important and valuable. "

After saying that, Demetra threw the crystal in his hand to his disciple.

Although his eyes were full of strong reluctance, he finally chose to bear the pain and give up.

Because she knows very well that an artifact like this that can strengthen the power of the magic network can only maximize its power if it falls into the hands of the chosen goddess of magic who possesses silver fire.

"Please rest assured that I will complete the mission successfully without any mistakes. Before meeting Soth himself, I will never reveal the true intention of this trip to others."

Kalaya took the national treasure of Ser with trembling hands and carefully put it into the dimensional bag.

Otherwise, just based on the impact this thing has on the surrounding magic network at all times, you can't expect to keep it secret.

In this way, under the arrangement of Demetra Vlas, Kalaya quickly obtained the status of "Diplomatic Ambassador" and first came to the coastal port city directly through magical teleportation.

Then, through communication magic, he made contact with one of the gunboats docked at an altitude of two to three thousand meters.

After Yalusel repeatedly confirmed the identity and purpose of the other party, he sent a dragon knight to pick him up, and then notified the Masked Mage Guild to send a commissioner to pick him up and send him to the political center of the empire - Karin. port.

Because the continent of Faerûn has already formed many established rules in the process of continuous evolution.

Even if the two countries are at war, such exchanges of envoys will not be interrupted, not to mention that the West Coast Empire's current excuse is revenge and punishment, without formally declaring war.

…

At the same time, far south on the west coast, in the Calimport Palace.

Zuo Si didn't know that a big gift was already on the way. At this moment, he was sitting in a garden pavilion, drinking tea with Kelben, Alustriel and Xinbu who had come from afar.

You don't need to ask to know that these three people are here for the naval battle that scared many people not long ago.

Among them, Kelburn and Alustriel represent the various political forces in the North, while Ximbu represents the small countries in the surrounding areas of Ser that have been invaded and oppressed by the red-robed wizards.

Although their interests are slightly different, they all have a common proposal, which is to hope that Zuo Si can come forward to establish a stable maritime order similar to that around the West Coast in the chaotic Starfall Sea, so that all businessmen can do business with peace of mind, instead of spending all day long He pinned his head to the waistband of his trousers, fearing that he might accidentally encounter a vicious pirate.

It's a pity that these two people don't know that the west coast empire is already too large and there is no room for expansion eastward.

What's more, the complexity of the city-states and countries along the Sea of ​​Fallen Stars is far beyond what the west coast can match.

So after listening to the other party's proposal, Zuo Si shook his head and refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I can't do this yet.

Because unlike the west coast, there are too many political forces in Falling Star Sea, and some of the conflicts and even hatred between them have lasted for thousands of years.

I don't think they'll listen to me.

The most important thing is that you may not know that many city-states and countries in the surrounding areas of the Sea of ​​Falling Stars have begun to try to form political and economic alliances against me.

This means that if I extend my hand too far, not only will I not get any benefits, but I may worsen the regional situation. "

"Didn't you already dispatch aerial gunships and dragon knights to successfully suppress Ser and Mulhorand, and also recruit the pirate captains who controlled the Pirate Islands?" Xinbu frowned and asked.

In her opinion, having this power is enough to gain a firm foothold in the Starfall Sea and even establish a new maritime hegemony.

But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, that's different.

To be precise, the goal of this operation was to demonstrate force and deterrence.

Let all the city-states and countries along the entire Falling Star Sea know that I have the ability to send an expeditionary force to arrive anywhere within a few days and launch a devastating attack on the designated city.

This is not establishing order, but merely destroying the original order and sending a warning in a very crude way.

Admittedly, my gunships and dragon knights frightened many people, even forcing them to bow their heads for a short period of time.

But this does not mean that they will be willing to do so. On the contrary, they may connect more closely in private and eventually form a network against me.

That's not the result I want.

So once this revenge operation is over, I will transfer all the gunships and dragon knights back to express to everyone that I will not establish hegemony in the Sea of ​​Fallen Stars.

But if Aglalon is willing to join the Trade Alliance, I can open a back door for you.

In this way, with the support of the trade alliance, Serge would no longer dare to launch an aggressive war easily. "

"Okay. Thanks, that's exactly what I wanted."

Xinbu nodded and accepted the offer.

Since the distance between Ximen and Agolalon is not that far, it can be successfully integrated into the transportation system of the Trade Alliance whether by sea or air.

Coupled with the small population and small size, there will not be any serious chain reactions.

After taking care of the Storm Queen, Zuo Si turned his attention to the Silver Moon Queen Alustriel.

Today, this lady wore a tight-fitting hollow lace dress as white as a wedding dress, perfectly showing off her curvy figure.

Especially the large backless and low-cut design made it look rich and generous. When passing by the front part of the palace, all the male guards at the door couldn't help but pay attention.

Alustriel obviously noticed Zuo Si's gaze and immediately raised his head and chest, pursed his lips and asked with a smile: "How is it? Is the skirt I'm wearing today beautiful?"

"It's very beautiful and fits your noble and elegant temperament. But I wonder if you came all the way from the North just to show off this dress?"

Zuo Si stared into the other person's eyes, not attracted by those alluring scenery at all.

joke?

You don't even have animal ears, tail or fur on your body and you still want to seduce a Furikong?

Go ahead and dream!

He's proven in this area.

In comparison, the young and beautiful maids in the harem are much smarter.

They didn't know where they got the news. Anyway, since they learned about His Majesty the Emperor's XP, one of them got themselves animal ears and tails and started playing cosplay.

"You're such a spoiler."

Alustriel rolled his eyes angrily, then smoothed the long hair hanging down from his ears, and said to himself: "Since you don't plan to establish order in the Starfall Sea, let's talk about roads and transportation. Bar.

I plan to ask your construction team to help build a road between the towns and villages in the Silver Moon Alliance that can be passed regardless of wind or rain.

I'd also like a way to craft a magical carriage that can carry large amounts of goods, livestock, and people if it's convenient.

With these two things, I can further exert influence and accelerate political and economic unification. "

"no problem.

But paving roads requires a lot of asphalt.

You'd better send someone to look for natural asphalt lakes in surrounding areas, which can save a lot of money.

As for the magic carriage technology, it is actually a constant levitation technique in the carriage, which is not too difficult.

With Silvermoon City's magical power reserves, mass production should not be a problem.

The only problem is that constant magic costs a lot of mana.

If a mage casts it frequently in a short period of time, the level may drop. "

Zuo Si agreed to them all very simply.

Because he understands that only when Alustriel completes the integration of the Silver Moon Alliance, can he swallow it in one bite and become part of the empire.

This was something the two of them had discussed in private before.

"Constant levitation? That's it!"

Alustriel suddenly understood.

She originally thought that the large magic carriages running between the villages and towns of the West Coast Empire contained some incredible technologies and secrets.

But the truth is shocking.

Everything turned out to be so simple.

For a moment, the Queen of Silvermoon City felt a little bit dumbfounded. She didn't know whether she should praise the other party for being smart, or whether she was too stupid to even think of such a simple use of magic.

However, a constant-circle magic requires a LV9 mage to do it, and it requires at least 2,500 gold coins according to the market price.

Coupled with the cost of the carriage itself, it is obviously not affordable for ordinary people.

It’s no wonder that the West Coast Empire eventually chose to be run by a government agency, and ordinary people only need to pay a small fee to enjoy the convenience brought by this magic.

This means that operating this magic carriage requires a large financial investment in advance.

Only the most courageous and far-sighted rulers would do so.

How many magical carriages currently ride the country roads in the West Coast Empire?

Five hundred cars or a thousand cars?

Or maybe more?

This is a one-time investment of millions of gold coins!

The purpose is just to allow farmers to transport agricultural products to cities for sale at extremely low costs.

After thinking about this, Alustriel raised his head and praised without hesitation: "You are the best ruler I have ever seen in my life. Those who live in the countryside are definitely the happiest farmers in the world."

Just when Zuo Si was about to be humble, there was a rush of footsteps approaching from far away.

About a few seconds later, a messenger suddenly ran in from outside and reported breathlessly: "His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, here is an urgent message from the cabinet and the masked mage. Serge... Serge's The red-robed mage sent an envoy to negotiate with you face to face."

"Huh? Ser's envoy!"

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because in his expectation, the red-robed mages should be able to hold on due to their large inland depth and sufficient food production.

On the contrary, Mulhorand encountered many problems and troubles in the process of transforming from a theocratic society to a secular secular society because the gods suddenly returned to the outer plane.

Therefore, the latter should be unable to hold on any longer before sending envoys to surrender and admit defeat.

The messenger nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty, it's Serge.

This messenger's name is Kalaya, and he has currently left the Masked Mage Guild.

It is estimated that it will take about ten minutes to arrive at Calim Port through the portal.

The Prime Minister is not sure what you mean, so he specially sent me to report the situation. "

"ha!

What's there to talk about with those red-robed mages in Ser?

They are just hurt by the beating, so they want to soften it up and let you release the blockade.

Listen to me and tell this bullshit messenger to get lost. "

Storm Queen Xinbu made no secret of her hatred for the red robe of Ser.

After hearing these remarks, Kelben couldn't help but hold his forehead and complained: "Calm down, Ella Silan.

This is not in your kingdom, Aglalon, so you have no right to make decisions for Soth.

There are also political and diplomatic matters like this, you'd better not get involved too much.

I think Soth is a hundred times stronger than your impulsive character even if he makes decisions with his eyes closed. "

"Hey! Which side are you on? Why are you speaking for those damn red-robed mages?"

Xinbu raised his fist and knocked on the table with great dissatisfaction. Even though his clothes were stained by the spilled drink, he didn't notice it at all.

Of course, this is also one of the manifestations of her raunchy character.

As long as you look carefully, you will find that the clothes on the Storm Queen are actually a bit dirty, and the skirt underneath has become hard due to the mud. Moreover, you can smell a slightly sour smell when you get closer. It should be I haven't taken a shower for several days.

As for Alustriel's long silver hair, which was as beautiful as Alustriel's, it had also begun to become oily and dull because it had not been washed for at least five days.

She even kicked off her boots, and her two black little feet stepped directly on the ground. Although there was no peculiar smell, it also made the maid in charge of serving next to her stay away.

They simply couldn't believe that Xinbu, the Storm Queen of the ruler Aglalon, could be so slovenly, and her beautiful face was completely ruined.

However, Kelben had obviously been used to Xinbu's character for a long time, and explained helplessly: "I'm not on the side of the red-robed mage, but I'm telling you the most basic rules for conducting diplomatic activities.

If it were other city-states and countries, just what you just said might cause a serious accident.

I really don’t know how you managed to rule Aglaron for so many years.

And how many times have I told you, don't take off your shoes casually, this is very rude.

Don't forget that you represent not only yourself, but also the overall image of Aglalon. "

"You are the only one who has many things to do!"

Xinbu glared at Kelben fiercely, reluctantly put his feet back into the dirty and shiny boots, angrily picked up the glass and drank down the ice-cold wine in it, and then waved his hand. He motioned to the maid on the side to fill it up for him.

"Sorry, everyone, I may have to excuse myself for a while."

Zuo Si didn't pay attention to the little temper between the two voters of the goddess of magic, and stood up on his own initiative to meet the envoy sent by the red-robed mage.

"State affairs are important, go ahead and do your business, we can entertain ourselves for a while." Alustriel responded with a smile.

Her attitude is always so gentle and reasonable, no wonder she charms so many people.

Apart from being a little fancy, there are basically no obvious shortcomings.

"Thanks."

Zuo Si took the other person's hand, kissed the back of it gently, and then turned around and disappeared with the messenger at the end of the intricate corridors of the palace.

After he was completely gone, Alustriel withdrew his right hand without hesitation, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he joked in a half-joking tone: "This guy really knows more and more how to please women. "

"Hmph! I advise you to restrain yourself. Don't forget that this is the palace, and his legal wife is in the harem a few walls away from us."

Xinbu reminded him meaningfully.

But Alustriel shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "So what?

As far as I know, Soth has not even been to the harem a few times since the marriage was completed, and spent most of his time in the mage tower in Askatra.

This is obviously just a political marriage, to legally integrate the two empires.

What's more, I just purely pursue happiness and spiritual pleasure. "

“Stop being so sentimental.

Soth will not have any thoughts about a sentimental guy like you.

In fact, he should already have a new lover.

That is the recently exiled Iron Princess Yalusel of Cormyr. "

Xinbu, who has always been outspoken, directly revealed an explosive news.

moment!

Both Kelben and Alustriel showed very surprised expressions.

After they exchanged a look with each other, they immediately began to make insinuations about Xinbu's words.

Playfully, the Storm Queen was obviously no match for these two old foxes, so she revealed everything she knew in just three strokes.

Just when the three chosen people of the Magic Goddess were full and began to care about Zuo Si's love life, he himself had already appeared on the throne of the imperial meeting and greeted all the important ministers present.

After a while, Kalaya, dressed as a standard red-robed wizard, walked in from the main entrance under the leadership of the guards.

But what is really attractive about her is not the red floor-length robe or the big bald head covered with magic tattoos, but the whites of her eyes that are completely red.

Through magical vision, Zuo Si could clearly feel the power from the lower planes gathered in the eyes of this young woman. The source was basically either an abyss demon or a neutral yugoloth demon.

Similarly, Kalaya was also looking at the emperor on the throne through his unique eyes.

When she saw the terrifying energy in the opponent's body that was as dazzling as the sun, a horrified expression appeared on her face. Then she immediately lowered her head in the most humble posture, and bowed down in front of countless pairs of eyes.