I have a wizarding world

The guard stared blankly at his great Emperor, kneeling before a woman like a lowly slave, and felt his whole world collapsing.

“Your… Your Majesty!”

He stammered, seemingly unable to speak.

Emperor Mo Ke felt the pressure on his body disappear. He slowly stood up, turned his head to look at the guard, and said calmly, “Oh, is Third Brother back?”

The guard felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body freezing, upon hearing this calm voice.

“Yes… Yes, Your… Your Majesty.”

The guard knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Emperor Mo Ke walked step by step to the guard, gently placed his palm on the guard's head, and squeezed hard with a blank expression.

“Crack!”

A crisp sound of bone breaking.

The guard's skull shattered into pieces, and white brain matter mixed with blood flowed out, quickly forming a pool of foul-smelling liquid on the smooth ground.

The maid in white gauze showed an indifferent expression at the scene before her.

After a moment, a team of guards quickly walked in. Seeing this scene, they all knelt down.

“He attempted to assassinate me. Go, hang his body outside the palace for public display.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

The chief guard lowered his head and quickly responded.

Although he knew that the Emperor's claim of assassination was just a cliché excuse, he dared not refute it in the slightest.

To ordinary Mo Ke people, the Emperor was their god. Their fear of the royal family seemed to be engraved deep in their genes, almost becoming an instinct.

As the crowd carried the body, preparing to exit the hall, Emperor Mo Ke stopped them again.

“Wait, let Third Brother in,” Emperor Mo Ke ordered again.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Seeing the crowd retreat, Emperor Mo Ke lowered his head again in front of the maid, putting on a submissive posture.

The maid, who had witnessed Emperor Mo Ke's behavior, snorted coldly, seemingly even more disdainful of him.

“Envoy, you must be amused.”

“Alright, I'm tired. I'll go rest first. As for the matter of your Mo Ke Empire joining Mobius, I will consider it.”

“Envoy, I…”

“Father!”

Emperor Mo Ke was about to say something when a hearty voice came in, in Mobius language.

The Mo Ke Empire had spent a huge price to join Mobius, making all the royal family members learn the Mobius language.

Moreover, according to this Emperor's idea, if they could join the Mobius Alliance in the future, they even planned to change the common language of the Mo Ke people to the Mobius language.

The maid heard this Mobius language and turned her head to look outside the hall with a slightly surprised expression.

After a moment, a burly Mo Ke man with a height of nearly three meters walked into the hall, it was the Third Prince.

Seeing the maid beside his father, the Third Prince did not first pay his respects to his father, but knelt down to salute the maid, saying, “Mo Ke Empire's Third Prince, greets Observer!”

The Third Prince mistook the maid for the Observer.

“This envoy is not my master, don't call me that!”

The maid frowned slightly, seemingly very angry that others mistook her for the Observer, but in reality, she was not too angry.

Hearing this, the Third Prince was slightly stunned, then adjusted himself and said, “Envoy, this is a gift I offer to you!”

As he spoke, the Third Prince held a red ore, lowered his head, and walked step by step closer to the maid.

Seeing the ore in the Third Prince's hand, the maid's casual expression disappeared. A hint of surprise flashed across her face, then she suppressed it and said coldly, “Cloud-patterned Fine Gold?”

“Envoy has good eyes!”

The Third Prince hurriedly flattered her.

The maid ignored him, slightly reached out her hand, and the red ore was held by a force, floating into her white jade hand.

She looked at the red ore in her hand, carefully identified it, confirmed that it was Cloud-patterned Fine Gold, and her mood suddenly became better: “You are thoughtful.”

After saying that, a smile appeared on her face.

The Third Prince and Emperor Mo Ke caught a glimpse of the smile on the maid's face, and were overjoyed, but they did not dare to show it, but said in fear and trepidation: “It's good that the Envoy likes it.”

“Alright, I know about your affairs. Don't worry, I will say a few good words for you in front of the Observer.”

The maid said, putting the red ore in her space equipment, and said solemnly.

Hearing this guarantee, the father and son were overjoyed and said in unison: “Thank you, Envoy!”

“Mm.”

The maid nodded with a smile.

…

Another world.

Not long after Fang Cheng left the Black and White Tower, he remembered his old nemesis in another world, the Necromancy Academy.

Fang Cheng's feud with the Necromancy Academy had a long history, from the time he almost died in the hands of the Necromancy Academy's wizards, to the time the Necromancy Academy's Dean was killed by Fang Cheng, the two can be said to be in an irreconcilable situation.

The Necromancy Academy was now in decline, with no Archmage guarding it, and the experts in the academy were almost completely lost. It was a great opportunity to destroy it.

However, as Leisa said, the Necromancy Academy was one of the seven civilization seeds left by Mobius on this planet, so its defense must be very strong.

Fang Cheng had once read the diary of the Eastern Sage Wizard. According to the records in the diary, the Eastern Sage Wizard was still unable to destroy the Necromancy Academy after becoming a Morning Star Wizard, let alone the current Fang Cheng.

Although he had embarked on the path of the Morning Star, he was still very different from a true Morning Star Wizard.

He couldn't do what even a Morning Star Wizard couldn't do.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

But if Fang Cheng let go of the Necromancy Academy, he was unwilling. Not to mention that Fang Cheng had promised A003 that he would destroy all the Black Wizards in the future.

Just the irreconcilable relationship with the Necromancy Academy was enough to make him want to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

“Master, what are you thinking about?”

Seeing Fang Cheng looking worried, Tanya couldn't help but ask from the side.

“I'm thinking about the Necromancy Academy.”

Sure enough, when it came to the Necromancy Academy, Tanya's beautiful face became a little distorted.

After a long time, Tanya, who was emotionally excited, adjusted her mood and said softly, “Is Master thinking about how to destroy them?”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng raised his head and glanced at Tanya.

He almost forgot that the one in front of him hated the Necromancy Academy even more than he did.

He nodded and said, “Yes, do you have any methods?”

Fang Cheng couldn't think of any good methods. Even a Morning Star Wizard couldn't break the Necromancy Academy's defense, so he had no chance.

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect Tanya to really have a way.

“Master, have you heard of Thor's Hammer?”

“Thor's Hammer, the Orcish Royal City?” Fang Cheng frowned and looked at Tanya.

Tanya nodded lightly, “That's right, it's the Orcish Royal City.”