My Empire

When the car started, the Grand Magister Lonsadre spoke to Chris beside him: "Actually, I can’t wait, the great Emperor Chris, I’d like to know that you are very interested in using nuclear weapons to attack human cities. Related views..."

"I know your Excellency the Great Sorcerer is here for this matter, but I didn't expect you to ask this question so anxiously." Chris laughed after hearing the question. He really felt every magic in Gricken Teachers are very interesting existences.

Whether it was Vivienne or the Long Sadley in front of him, it made people feel uncomfortable. Maybe they have lived long enough, they themselves have an enviable atmosphere.

Anyway, it was Chris' confidant Luther who drove, so Chris did not intend to avoid such a problem. He thought for a while, and replied to Lonsadre next to him: "A mortal can never reach the realm of the magician's personal force, so I can only choose to develop another way to protect Ailan Hill."

"I feel that if I master the way to destroy the world, then when others want to kill me, they have to consider the consequences of death..." Chris said frankly about his own thoughts: "I put this It's called nuclear deterrence."

"But subjectively, I am not willing to destroy human cities, because I am an emperor after all. I am not willing to turn all the land I can conquer into ruins." After this paragraph, he looked at Lonza Drey, waiting for the answer from the other party.

"Very interesting idea, you cannot guarantee that you will not be killed by the enemy, so you guarantee that the revenge action after your death will continue to be faithfully executed, and the whole world will be buried for your death..." Nodded, it seemed to fall into a thought.

Then he suddenly asked: "Then, can you guarantee that after your safety is guaranteed, or the safety of Alan Hill is guaranteed, nuclear weapons will not fall into the magic city?"

"If I had a choice, I would naturally not use nuclear weapons to attack the city. The premise is that I have a choice." Chris thought for a while and wanted to answer. He was unwilling to put the chains on his nuclear attack, so he was unwilling to promise Lonsadlet anything.

"You know, if you insist on destroying the magical world, or if you have the ability to destroy all the magical worlds and start to do so, you will be no different from the devil to the magician." Lonsadre thought about it. , Changed another way and said: "So I hope you can give me a guarantee that you can continue the existence of the magical world..."

"Of course I am not against the magical world. I do not intend to destroy any civilization. If they are willing to live with mortals on an equal footing, I can guarantee that they will not discriminate against the magical civilization." Chris replied firmly this time.

He is not a so-called "mortal savior" who wants to destroy the magical world. More than three years of rule, including the use of magical civilization, and the management of the Veronza area, have made him tolerate magical civilization.

Chris is a ruler, an emperor, as long as he is willing to be under his rule, there is no difference between a magician and a mortal engineer. The prerequisite is that these people must obey him and become a part of the Ailan Hill Empire!

This answer silenced Lonsadre again. He seemed to be thinking and weighing something. Finally, he said: "Grecken is a country with its own persistence and beliefs, but we sometimes do it and do it. not good."

"When the mortal was oppressed by the magic empire, we didn't stop anything, so now we don't have a position to ask the mortal empire to make any concessions."

"But... I don't want to see human cities turn into ruins one by one, nor do I want to see a great empire fall..."

Chris laughed, shook his head and said, "You have the kung fu to worry about this. Why don't you tell me the puppet empire’s lair, I can end this war tomorrow. You know this means fewer innocent people will die? , You must also know what benefits this victory will bring to our allies."

"You think of the puppet empire too simple." The Great Magister Lonsadre also laughed, the wrinkles on his face turned into flowers: "You also think Greken is too simple!"

"I don't dare to say anything else, but whether we are Griken, the Puppet Empire, or the dragons and elves that are rarely seen nowadays... there are so many secrets that you don't know." After the Magister Lonsadre laughed, he looked at Chris again, leaned on the seat of the convertible, and said seriously: "You cannot imagine the magical civilization of thousands of years, and I can be very responsible. Tell you...Where is the capital of the Puppet Empire...I don't know!"

"Hiss..." Chris took a breath, squinted at Lonsadre, and asked in an incredible tone: "You mean, the capital of the puppet empire moves?"

The great magister in front of him must have lived for hundreds of years. Chris didn't believe that in such a long period of time, the great magister with defying magical ability had never been to the capital of the puppet empire.

If the capital, like Seres, was a normal city, it would be impossible for Lonsadre to open his mouth and say anything and he would not be able to find it. Even if he hasn't been to the other party's capital for a hundred years, he will never find the approximate coordinates.

Therefore, after Chris heard what he said, he immediately realized the crux of the problem: the other party’s city was either shrouded in a special fog, or it was an existence that could constantly change its position.

"Smart! Just a little bit!" Lonsadre praised, seemingly satisfied with the shocked expression on Chris' face: "The Travis Grand Magister of the Puppet Empire is 72 years older than me, guess he What's the scale of the plan that has been going on for more than 210 years?"

"So you can't provide us with the important city coordinates of the Puppet Empire. It's a pity..." Chris sighed with regret. If Lonsadre can tell him a few important goals of the Puppet Empire, the war seems to be. It's over.

"It's no shame." The Grand Magister Lonsadre looked at Chris and said: "If you give me a promise that you will never slaughter the civilians of Greken for no reason, I will give you something, a Something you will definitely be interested in."

"Why don't you talk about this first?" Chris narrowed his eyes and squinted at Lonsadre.

Lonsadre shook his head: "Whether to change or not, it's up to you to choose."

"You want only one of my promises? Not the blueprints and technology of nuclear weapons?" Chris asked with some doubts.

"No, I don't think nuclear weapons are necessarily the most powerful weapons, and your promise is much more precious than nuclear weapons in my opinion." Lonsadre looked cunning.

Chris stroked his chin, nodded, and said, "Okay! I didn't intend to kill civilians at all, and I promised you nothing to lose."

Lonsadre took out a heavy and ancient book from his robe and handed it to Chris: "This thing is very precious. I hope you can use the power on it carefully."

Even the rune drawings of the improved magic defense magic circle were handed over to Vivian, and the books carried by the Grand Magister of Longsadre himself were very important and precious.

Taking the heavy book solemnly from the other party, Chris opened the cover that seemed to be made of some metal.

"Puppet magic..." Closing the cover of the book, Chris looked at Lonsadre in shock: "This turned out to be... the puppet magic of the Puppet Empire..."

"No, this is just a part of the superficial study of puppet magic. The notes and experience of Viana, the greatest puppet magician." Lonsadrei stroked the cover of the magic record with his hand, full of wind and frost. The finger gently flicked the old book full of traces of the years.

"At that time, the puppet empire hadn't fallen into what it is today, and the puppet research at that time was far from being as evil as it is today." He said as he reluctantly retracted his palm.

"Why...give me such an important... thing...?" Chris felt that this kind of pie falling from the sky was untrue, so he asked.

"The Puppet Empire stole Ailan Hill's technology and thought it had succeeded... I don't know that their technology had been placed in Galenok's magic library hundreds of years ago." Lonsadre touched himself Long beard, with a meaningful smile.

The ancient magic empire that can stand for thousands of years is naturally not just as simple as a group of foolish slogans clamoring for dreams and beliefs every day.

"You are not afraid. I got this and walked on the same path as the Puppet Empire?" Chris thought it was a pit, a deep pit dug for him by an old fox.

Lonsadre didn't mean to lie, and replied in a bachelor's way: "This is a game that Griken must win. I have no reason not to do it... This world is far beyond your imagination, and the water is deep. child……"

He stretched out a finger and clicked on the cover of the magic book that Chris was holding: "If you digest this and follow the same path as Gricken, then we will win the war."

Then he stretched out his second finger and pressed it on the cover of the book: "I was hesitating before, but you told me about nuclear deterrence, so I decided to give this book to You... If you really degenerate and become a second puppet empire... it doesn’t matter. It’s hard for me to kill Travis in the puppet empire. It’s easy to kill you. You die, half of the world is covered by nuclear weapons , The remaining magicians are 80% more of Greken."

Finally, he pressed his third finger on the book: "If you choose the right path, get out of this world, and go to a farther and stronger place... That's me, an old man who wants to go all his life. Wherever I go... you can take me there, even if it's just a glimpse, I will be content!"

Chris looked at this old man speechlessly, and felt that he was really too tender: these old men who have lived for hundreds of years are not repaired. As expected, none of these old men are idiots. The bad guys are so bad...