Soul of Burning Steel

To avenge his mother?

Tut tut.

Standing aside, listening to Israel's lecture, Joshua looked at Di Moore who was silent and seemed to be introspecting, and then at His Majesty the Emperor who was expressionless, and countless classic plots suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the previous life, people often questioned why Israel concealed Di Moore's identity and sent him to the army to hone his identity? With the talent of the second prince, wouldn't it be a pity if he accidentally died in a war with the orcs or the Kuroshio?

The general answer is nothing more than that only real battles can hone the strong, or dead geniuses are not considered geniuses, and the imperial family has no friendship, etc.

But now it seems that there is a new explanation for this problem.

Based on the few words he heard before, Joshua roughly guessed the context of the plot. It was nothing more than a court struggle between the emperors, which led to the death of the second prince's mother. Israel was half protecting and half tempering. He sent Di Moore out of the imperial capital—but soldiers didn't like this kind of story, so he didn't think about it. Anyway, he already knew the future ending. The second prince killed all his brothers and sisters at the last moment and completed his own life. revenge, and succeeded in becoming the Emperor of the Empire.

Then again, Joshua shifted his gaze to Israel. His Majesty, who was as majestic as a mountain, had a bad complexion from just now. His brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was enduring some pain. It is well concealed, but it cannot be hidden from the soldiers' observation.

A legendary powerhouse would definitely not experience any physical discomfort. For him to show such an expression, there must be some serious injury or hidden injury.

This may be the reason why Israel died suddenly in the future. Joshua silently thought that the dark wound that even the legendary strongman could not bear must have hurt the essence of life, and all the means to heal this kind of injury depended on luck, whether it was the bud of the tree of life or the great magic technique. It can only guarantee relief, not cure.

On the side, Israel seems to have finished his lecture. After all, Di Moore is not an idiot. As long as he points out the other party's problems, he will naturally correct his mentality quickly. Then, His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and looked at Joshua.

"Mr. Radcliffe, first of all, congratulations on your advancement to Ultimate Intent, there is another pillar of the empire - this should have been celebrated with a grand banquet, but according to what you said, there is really not much room now." talk."

Perhaps it was because the discussions with the ambassadors of various countries were too cumbersome, but now facing the familiar Joshua, Israel directly avoided the corresponding etiquette, and he said to the soldiers concisely: "The plague you named black blood, Can you provide a sample for the Masters Association to study?"

"indeed so."

The old mage standing behind Israel also nodded and agreed: "As long as the corresponding healing spells or potions can be researched, no matter how many plots and tricks those cultists have, they will not be able to cause too much trouble." riot."

"I locked the source of the plague in the dungeon of St. Lauren's Cathedral and blocked it with a magic circle. If you want to take a sample, you can do it at any time."

Joshua didn't say much, and agreed to the request. In fact, the soldiers can directly report the raw materials of the healing potion, but this is too shocking, and the follow-up processing is also extremely troublesome, so he is going to wait until the mages get the plague. After the sample, suggest a few sentences in the general direction to speed up its birth.

"Then you will go to the association later to select personnel, and Mr. Nostradamus will accompany you there."

His Majesty the Emperor looks very tired now, and he doesn't have the momentum he had when he fought with Joshua half a month ago. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head: "Let's be like this for now, although I'm sorry , but I'm tired...don't worry, the empire will never treat meritorious ministers badly."

This is an obvious farewell sentence, and Joshua naturally would not understand it, so he simply left and left, and Nostradamus and Di Moore also left together.

After everyone left, the door of the main hall closed automatically and slowly, leaving only Israel standing in the center of the palace. He looked at the fusion star above his head in a daze, and the iron crown above his head was icy silver-gray. Guanghua.

After leaving the main hall, the old mage glanced at the attendants waiting around the corridor. When these attendants found their target appeared, they all walked quickly towards the reception hall on the side.

He naturally knew that many of his old friends or ministers of the kingdom would come to ask him what he had discussed with His Majesty the Emperor, and if he could reveal something so that they could be prepared.

Maybe the words will not be so explicit, but the things they do must be the same. Political creatures have always been like this, and Nostradamus didn't like this, so he whispered something to Joshua and others, and then the group of people He quickened his pace, and disappeared at the corner on the other side of the corridor before the others arrived.

Leaving the Palace of Morlaix, on the way to the Royal Association of Mages, Di Moore kept his head down and remained silent. He seemed to be still thinking about what his father and Joshua had said to him. Hotaru and Rin were not so serious. People were talking softly and seemed to be discussing what to have for dinner.

The old mage started talking to Joshua.

"Joshua, I think you should know what happened in Far South."

While walking, he said in a clear and serious voice: "As you guessed, although the plague has not yet spread there, summer is coming, and the corpses of dragons, beasts and people everywhere will rot on a large scale. In such an environment, even if it is not the plague of evil gods, the spread of ordinary diseases will become a big problem, and the envoys of the church and the Far South Kingdom came here because of this, and they also foresaw the epidemic after the bloody war."

"But they were powerless to stop it, and they never imagined that the plague of the evil god would be so terrifying."

Joshua nodded and said: "The mad dragons have absorbed all their energy, and now they have to ask the empire for help."

"Yes, the cooperation between the evil god believers and the five-color dragon clan is deeper than we imagined." Nostradamus said in a low voice: "We have evidence that there are wild dragons appearing all over the mainland, and they seem to be sent there specially. , contagious poison, if the cultists use the same method to spread the plague, we have almost no ability to stop it."

"There is no point in guarding against these. Even if the roads are blocked, cultists can pass through the Black Forest and throw diseased dragon beasts into various countries."

Thinking of some things in his previous life, Joshua sneered and said, "These lunatics are not afraid of death, it doesn't matter how much they fail, as long as they succeed once, it is their victory."

"indeed so."

Slightly nodding, Nostradamus seemed to be worried. He said softly: "Your Majesty is going to announce the news after he develops the medicine against the plague. It will not be a secret soon. All countries will take precautions. The believers will definitely put all their eggs in one basket, and the plague is likely to break out early."

"There are gains and losses, it is inevitable."

Joshua was not stupid, he sensed that the old mage was in a bad mood, and the soldier naturally understood that it was because of Israel's injury. At this juncture, if something happened to the ruler of the empire, it would really It will have the effect of a total collapse, just like in the previous life, a group of princes and princesses competed for the throne and almost split the huge empire into seven small countries.

Maybe, His Majesty the Emperor also noticed the problem of his physical condition, that's why Di Moore was called back to the imperial capital. He had no time to wait slowly, but wanted to cultivate himself as the default heir as soon as possible.

However, what kind of injury is this that makes a legendary strong man who has just conquered the orcs so worried?

"Dragon plague, plague."

The old mage on the side is still talking to himself softly: "The ruins of the Black Forest have intensified the competition between the White Tower of Guantian and the Qiyao Council. The warlocks and royal families in Xishan are fighting each other because of the sudden appearance of ancient blood. There are also many people in the empire because of the orcs. Disappeared, thinking of something else."

"Every country is caught in disputes, big or small, with internal and external troubles, and they have no time to take care of others. Those cultists seem to have spotted this opportunity, and they used all their power at once to spread the word as much as possible. Death and fear, chaos and despair."

Nostradamus seemed very emotional: "Obviously the orcs were finally defeated, and the empire can develop for a period of time, licking its wounds, and making up for the weakness caused by years of war, but the current situation does not allow for a moment of relaxation .”

Joshua didn't answer. The white-haired old mage was just pouring out his worries now, so it would be meaningless for him to answer.

Is it possible that he still wants to tell Nostradamus that everything you said is just an appetizer, and there will be more in the future, and even greater disputes and disasters will befall this world?

No one is that stupid.

And just as the group of people silently walked towards the exit of the Palace of Morlaix, a wave of magic power suddenly appeared on the old mage.

Frowning, Nostradamus took out a communication circle from his robe. He glanced at the name displayed on it, then activated the circle, and said calmly, "Vera? What do you want from me?" ?”

"Master Nostradamus! An unknown black mist has appeared near the Royal Mages Association!"

The voice in the communicator was extremely rapid, and the mage named Vera was very nervous: "This black mist is highly corrosive, and if you touch it a little, your skin will be severely burned. The city guards have evacuated the surrounding people urgently, but The black mist is still spreading, many buildings have collapsed, the citizens have been affected, and none of the mages present can stop it!"

"Black mist?"

The old mage was not nervous, he thought about it calmly, then frowned, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, those trash can have accidents even if they study a single box!"

Added... the update at 6:30 in the morning, my head is dizzy, if there is any typo or mess, please post it in the book review area, I will modify it later...

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