Heroes of Silver Moon

In the huge council hall, there was a deathly silence.

The royal family's reserve fund is a batch of gold coins that the royal family will only use when the Silver Moon Kingdom is in the most crisis.

Now that the old king took out the money, how dare they want it!

What's more, to settle the accounts all at once? Is it to settle the debt or to settle the favor?

If the old king didn't owe favors to these nobles, he would have no scruples in doing it!

For a moment, the entire council hall was filled with tension.

The lord who was the first to ask for the debt from the royal family turned pale when he saw this scene, and then decisively admitted his cowardice.

"Your Majesty, how can you use the royal family's reserves for such a trivial matter?"

The lord waved his hands in panic: "No way, no way!"

Made, this group of pig teammates is really pitiful, let Lao Tzu take the lead in making trouble, and finally faced the royal family's response, they were so frightfully silent collectively.

What does this make him do, directly confront the royal family?

Even if you think about it with your butt, it's impossible!

Although the royal family couldn't kill all of them, it was more than enough to kill him alone!

The old king looked at the lord with a half-smile: "Oh, what about the difficulties in your territory?"

He knew that this group of guys, who were like a mess of loose sand, couldn't accomplish anything big at all.

The lord quickly replied: "Although the harvest in the territory has been poor this year, we can get through it by gritting our teeth. There is no need to use the royal family's reserves for this. These gold coins are the country's life-saving money!"

The old king nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the others: "Is there any difficulty at home?"

The nobles quickly smiled and shook their heads, the expressions on their faces were as reluctant as they could be.

Seeing that the nobles shook their heads tactfully, the old king smiled even more happily.

It wasn't easy, and I finally slapped these people in the face.

As the king of the Silvermoon Kingdom, the old king naturally wanted the Silvermoon Kingdom to be strong, but whenever a decree was issued that conflicted with the interests of these nobles, these nobles would immediately unite to oppose it.

The nobles boycotted it, and the decree could not be implemented at all.

Therefore, the old king can only issue some decrees that can not only guarantee the interests of the nobles, but also benefit the kingdom.

The Yinyue Comprehensive College established last year is a model of this kind of decree.

The academy not only cultivated more talents for the kingdom, but also ensured that most of the students were descendants of nobles.

Only such a decree will be accepted and supported by the nobles.

It is also because of this that the current Silver Moon Kingdom is becoming more and more lifeless.

The establishment of Silver Moon Comprehensive College, the distribution of cheap books, and the two consecutive years of changes in the kingdom are rare events in the kingdom's thousands of years of history.

After confirming that there was nothing else to discuss and vote on, the old king covered his face with his hands and yawned slightly, indicating that he was a little tired.

The minister who presided over the meeting immediately understood, and announced that this year's King's meeting was over.

The nobles looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. This time, the church supported the royal family, so they didn't dare to make any small moves in secret.

They shook their heads at each other, sighed, and finally had to leave in frustration.

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Let's say that Simon got into Clifford's carriage, Clifford took out his staff and tapped it lightly a few times, and then the carriage started running automatically without the driver driving.

Simon looked envious for a while, what kind of magic is this! I really want to learn!

As if seeing the longing in Simon's eyes, Clifford said in a calm tone: "A third-level spell that can only be learned by high-level wizards."

Well, Simon immediately looked back, he was still 20,000 gold coins away from the high-ranking mage.

What, practice on your own without taking drugs!

Cultivation is impossible, and it is impossible to practice by yourself in this life.

According to Simon's own estimate, he still needs to meditate nearly 10,000 times before he can be promoted to a high-level mage.

Without the aid of medicine, it would take him at least ten years to complete this process!

With these ten years, what is wrong with him to do, he has to practice meditation hard every day, and get some gold coins to buy spiritual potions, isn't it good for him?

The unmanned carriage trotted all the way, and finally brought Simon and the two to a huge courtyard on the outskirts of the capital.

"Here we are, this is the headquarters of the Alchemy Union in the Silver Moon Kingdom," Clifford said with emotion after jumping off the carriage.

Generally speaking, the headquarters of a mage organization is often a spell tower, but the cost of the spell tower is slightly higher, and alchemists often blow up the laboratory.

Therefore, in order to avoid expensive maintenance of spell towers, alchemists usually just set up a few courtyards to form an alchemy workshop.

Over time, this workshop-like structure has become the standard equipment for alchemists.

People often ridicule because of this, alchemists are simply a disgrace to mages.

Alas, it's a pity that those people in the end all died under the weapons made by alchemists.

No way, who made most of the enchanted weapons in this world are made by alchemists!

Simon jumped out of the carriage and looked curiously. The so-called headquarters of the Alchemy Union of the Silver Moon Kingdom~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has a huge yard, covering an area of ​​about three or four acres of land. The whole yard is surrounded by bluestone walls. Get up, people can not see the internal structure.

There is no sign at the gate, and the entire courtyard has nothing special except for the slightly larger area, which makes it impossible to think of an alchemist.

Those who don't know may still think that this is the mansion of some rich man.

There were more than a dozen carriages parked in front of the gate of the big courtyard, apparently someone had already arrived here.

Seeing that it was Clifford, the guards at the door let Simon and them in without any obstruction.

This is the president of the Silvermoon Kingdom's Alchemy Union, and they won't even wink at them.

But who's that kid next to Master Clifford?

He also wears the badge of an intermediate alchemist on his chest.

Could it be that such a young mid-level alchemist is the direct disciple of Master Clifford?

The guard at the door immediately began to gossip.

Simon followed Clifford into the yard, and what he faced was an operating room that was isolated from each other.

Well, Simon knows why. It is to prevent one operation room from exploding, and then cause all connected operation rooms to explode as well.

After all, no one can guarantee what other people put in the operating room.

Just like Simon.

If Clifford knew that what Simon put in the operating room was enough to blow up the entire alchemy workshop into fly ash, then Clifford would have kicked Simon out long ago.

A bluestone wall divides the courtyard into two parts, and Simon cannot see what the other half of the courtyard looks like.

However, Simon guessed that the other half of the yard should be an experimental field for alchemists to test their weapons.