After waking up

Grando looked at Mulan's small building in disbelief. When he got close and tried to move forward, it seemed as if he was being pressed against a rubber. There was a resistance that prevented people from getting closer.

This degree of closure is not an exaggeration, but if you want to force it in, it will destroy the structural stability of the house itself. Even under the current circumstances, Grandor asked himself that it was impossible to go in to find Mulan in such an extreme way.

Grando stood outside Mulan's small building, pacing back and forth angrily. Of course she knew that Mulan was telling others not to disturb him in this way. He was doing something very important, but she just let her Leave it here? How will I explain to the Queen when I get back?

Grandor clenched his fist, feeling that he couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed in the direction of the small building and cursed.

"Mulan Jonest, you are so presumptuous!"

Although he was very angry, Grando just sent people to wait here. He was so angry that he could only go back to the queen to report his life.

When he returned to the palace, Grando found that the atmosphere was not right. There were many entourages in the waiting area. The door of the Queen's office was open, and the sounds inside could be heard in the corridor.

"Your Majesty, our young man is in the hospital." "So is my retainer's child."

"Your Majesty, my adopted daughter has also been seriously injured, and the hospital has been sealed off. I don't know the specific situation, I only know that it is very serious."

"Your Majesty, I heard that the lives of hundreds of elite students in Black Castle are uncertain. These students have spent a lot of resources!"

There are at least a dozen people in the hall, including big businessmen, big nobles, and important ministers from various ministries. They are still qualified to be in front of the queen immediately. There are still no one knows how many people are waiting for news outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, you can't be overly biased just because Lord Jones is your guardian knight, can you?"

"Mulan Jonst should be severely punished!"

Everyone knows that Mullan Jones is a close minister of the Queen, and some nobles have even arranged some tawdry things in private to attack Mullan Jones, but in fact they are also attacking the Queen.

Nice Helier stood in front of the window and looked outside. She grabbed a small folding fan and fanned her chest gently. She didn't look at anyone in the hall. She didn't seem to be anxious at all. Mulan's matter did make her upset, but She was indeed thinking about other issues.

Different from the previous disorganized state, Black Castle has developed vigorously in recent years, especially after the implementation of the fully planned academy plan, it has quickly got on the right track. Coupled with the factors of changes in the world environment, the future trend can still be seen in the eyes of thoughtful people. Judgmental.

But even if Nice Helier had predicted it, some things are still unavoidable. There were various compromises at the beginning of the reform of Black Castle, and now there are all kinds of relationships such as relatives, nephews, adopted daughters, retainers, friends, etc. .

Then Nice Helier glanced towards the door and saw Grandor coming back alone. She raised her small folding fan and pressed it towards the crowd. Although she was still chattering, the noise was still very fast. It became quiet. Even if there was dissatisfaction, the identity of the queen was still there.

"Glendor, come here, why are you alone, where is Mr. Jones? Shouldn't he come over and give me an explanation?"

Nishelir's voice was very soft, but her voice was also very clear, and her tone was a little stronger.

Grandor watched the queen walk towards her, and with her peripheral vision, she glanced at everyone in the room, walked up to the queen and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, I went to the Black Castle and saw that Mulan Jones was conducting important research. Even if there is a serious accident now, it is really not appropriate to interrupt it, so I did not bring him back. I hope your Majesty will forgive me, Jones. I will definitely come to the palace to see His Majesty as soon as possible after completing my research."

Grando cursed countless times in his heart, Mulan Jones, you owe me a big favor this time, you bastard, please don't hurt me!

"Research? At this time?"

Nishelir's tone was inevitably angry, and Grandor was slightly relieved when she heard it. This shows that the queen still cares about Mulan, otherwise her calm and cold voice would be fatal.

"Well, gentlemen, unless Mr. Jones intends to commit treason, he will definitely come and give me an explanation. Are you going to stay here and wait?"

Nishelil spoke calmly, put away the folding fan and looked at the people in the room calmly, her eyes passing over their faces one by one, and lingering on each face for a moment.

She is obviously a not-so-old girl, a beautiful and charming person, but she is also the queen of the empire. When this gaze falls on everyone, most of them avoid it, and some even feel a little regret in their hearts, feeling that they have come too hastily and impulsively. .

"I believe that your Majesty will not favor Mulan Jones." "I also want to believe in your Majesty."

"In that case, I'll take my leave first!" "I also take my leave."

"We are waiting for your Majesty's good news!"

A group of people exited the office in twos and threes. When everyone was gone, Nice Helier let out a "hum~" and looked at Grandor who was still half-kneeling angrily.

"It was Mr. Jones who caused the trouble, not you. Why don't you get up?"

Grando stood up awkwardly. In the atmosphere just now, he accidentally became jointly and severally responsible with Mulan.

Nice Helier sat back on the chair behind her desk, pulled the clothes on her chest, and let the hot air pass through her suppressed chest. Grandor just pretended not to see this slightly indecent move for the queen. .

"Did he say a specific time?"

Grando's head suddenly felt heavy and he could only answer carefully.

"No."

Holy light, please don't ask too many details!

"snort!"

Nishelir snorted again, and Grandor felt guilty. It was not clear whether it was directed at her, Mulan, or both?

"Mulan shouldn't be so reckless in doing things, right? Or has his character been affected by his advancement?"

There are many people whose temperament changes drastically after becoming a true transcendent. It's no wonder that Nice Hellier is worried about this. It's just that a resolute knight like Mulan should be much better in theory.

"I want some snacks."

A somewhat upset Nishelir said this, and her attendants immediately went out to prepare. At this time, the queen needed dessert.

After the incident in Black Castle fermented, everyone knew that Mulan-Jonest was hiding in his small building, but they did not expect that he would stay there for three whole days.

During these three days, Mulan did not rest for a moment and kept improving his research.

Mulan knew exactly what he was doing and anticipated the consequences, but he did it on purpose, because he achieved more than just the original goal. He would not miss the opportunity to improve himself, but also needed to create opportunities by himself.

Three days later in the evening, Mulan finally came out of the small building. He opened the door and saw the person who had been guarding outside. Needless to say, he must be the Queen's person.

"I want to go to the palace immediately to see Her Majesty the Queen!"

Mulan walked out of the house carrying a box, and someone immediately started making arrangements.

The carriage came out of the black castle and drove quickly to the palace. In fact, such an important thing could be done in a secret place in the mirror, but the fact that he went to the palace immediately after "coming out of seclusion" was also a gesture.

Nice Helier was about to take a bath, and a pool of bath water was put away. When she heard Mulan coming, she looked at the pool and hesitated, but immediately redressed and went to the formal occasion.

In the large office, Mulan stood there waiting quietly. Although his eye sockets were slightly deep, he did not feel tired, and he stood tall and straight.

Soon, Nishelir walked into the room accompanied by the maid, and Mulan immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Her Majesty the Queen!"

"You didn't know that there was a quarrel inside and outside the Black Castle, waiting for me to deal with my guardian knight!"

Mulan raised his head and looked at the queen who had arrived close by. At this moment, Nicehril's hair was not carefully combed, and was hanging loosely in front and back.

"It's because I didn't think carefully. Although I have already anticipated this consequence, including those who want to reach out to the Black Castle, it is my unforgivable crime to make Her Majesty the Queen troubled by this!"

Nice Helier heard that Mulan had indeed thought about it before doing something, which made her feel at ease, especially the solemn and firm second half of the sentence, which swept away most of her irritability these days.

"What about your results?"

Nishelir didn't say a word of guilt and directly asked what Mulan wanted to say. The comprehensive consequences of the matter also depended on Mulan's results.

"Everything has been sorted out before. Please allow me to explain it to Your Majesty."

"Well, go over there."

The queen pointed in the direction of the desk. When she sat down, Mulan had already opened the box he had brought, and inside were thick documents.

Ordinary, special and key, accurate to each individual, emotional, character and details, even in the form of model formulas, showing the logical derivation of many students' talents and the causes behind them.

From early evening until late at night and then again towards dawn.

Mullan initially thought that Nishelir was a queen who had some knowledge of mysticism. Later, he was surprised to find that she had a lot of knowledge. Then he described the research results in more concise but detailed terms.

Nishelir, on the other hand, was constantly surprised and even felt excited later on.

Compared with some students who have considerable talents, Mulan deduced the theory from a logical level, implemented it through experiments and partially verified the theory, and achieved considerable results. This has unimaginable weight at the inheritance level.

"Wait! Mulan, this one."

Nice Helier finally discovered the details of one of the reports.

"Jenny Lola, due to the strong fear catalysis, manifests fear markers on the mental level, and conforms to the basic logic on the physical level, magic level and biological action level, and her interference power is higher than the negative magic power. I believe that it is extremely He most likely has rare talents, and the path with the highest success rate is the spiritual enlightener and the secret weaver."

With such a detailed report and various convincing inferences listed above, Nice Helier could no longer help her chest rising and falling violently.

"A secret weaver! If this is really the case, then the huge losses caused by this big risk can be tolerated!"

Nishelir looked at Mulan with a smile, but the latter shook his head slightly. When the former frowned slightly, Mulan's next words had already been spoken.

"Your Majesty, I must explain one thing. First of all, none of the 367 students will suffer serious injuries. Even if there are, they will only be minor sequelae that can be recovered. Your Majesty will strictly control the 'examination room' within the operability range. , they are all Chen’s students, and the professor who is most responsible for the students in the entire Black Castle is Chen.”

"Control the 'examination room'? That book?"

Nice Helier was stunned for a moment. She understood the meaning of the word "examination room", but those kinds of consumable sealed books were basically prepared for quasi-supernatural beings. Can the dark power contained in them be controlled by human power? Walton might be able to do it, but Mullan?

"Your Majesty, in the next month, students will begin to recover, and those outstanding people will gradually reveal the gains brought by this exam. Time will prove your words."

Mulan looked out the window.

"Not only can beings familiar with the power of darkness be able to manipulate the fear in the darkness, but the light that makes the darkness itself fear can also be used!"

In the beating kerosene lamp, the light of the flame is no longer so obvious, because the light of the morning sun has shined in from the sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows, swaying on Mulan and Nishelir.

Nishelil was momentarily distracted when she saw Mulan covered in the morning light, and then came back to attention immediately when Mulan's eyes turned back from the window.

"Well, then maybe this forced abortion is also a good thing. You didn't even consider this before, did you, Mulan?"

Nishelir used a playful tone with a smile to cover up her somewhat panicked heartbeat.

Mulan gently put his hand on his right chest and bowed his head slightly towards Nicehelil.

"Perhaps so, Your Majesty!"