Chapter 83 The Two Heroes of the Empire
The atmosphere of the reception reached a climax after His Majesty the Emperor finished his meal. Many nobles began to dance on a dance floor temporarily cleared by the waiter, while the rest of the people gathered on both sides of the hall. Sitting sideways, the conversation between each other gradually became more romantic. After all, the so-called 'business' can never be finished, and those complicated exchanges of interests are not suitable for too much chatting on this occasion~
Mo and Ji Xiaodao were still sitting in their previous seats. During this period, no young people came over to invite any of them to dance. Obviously, Duke Garros' previous words still held considerable weight. .
The Grand Duke was still staying with William at this time, and the lower-status nobles had dispersed, leaving only a few of the emperor's confidants and several powerful nobles. They were talking and laughing, but the expressions of several people at this time were not relaxed. Most people were paying attention in that direction intentionally or unintentionally. No one really believed that this banquet was just a whim. Everyone was watching and waiting. With...
But Mo didn't pay attention there. He just lazily leaned on his seat and shook the glass of bright red wine in his hand, looking indifferent to everything.
In fact, he did not need to care, because Garros would soon relay the content of the current discussion to him intact, and he could roughly guess what those people were currently discussing, which was not The reason why Mo came here for the banquet tonight...
He was just here to wait for someone, two people.
A man who needs to be killed, and a perfect executioner.
……
Ten minutes later
"Quiet, ladies and gentlemen." The court mage next to William smiled and said through a small amplification magic: "Our Majesty has something to say."
Here it comes!
Everyone present looked solemn at the same time. The hall that was originally full of laughter and laughter fell silent for an instant, and everyone acted as if they were all listening.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you all at this time~" The approachable emperor raised his glass and smiled, then winked in a certain direction of the hall: "Especially little Poke, I think you should I can invite Miss Emma to the back garden soon."
A certain young earl heir immediately stood up and leaned slightly towards William: "Thank you very much, my Majesty, for your words. , I feel that I am more than half successful~"
An aristocratic girl sitting next to him covered her face with a small folding fan and looked away shyly.
There was a sound of good-natured laughter all around.
"Come on, young man." William gave him a thumbs up, then stood up and toasted to everyone: "Let us toast to Chauvin."
"To Chauvin. !" Everyone stood up straight, repeated with a smile, and then drank the wine in the glass.
William nodded, slowly sat back on his seat, then took out a pearl of excellent quality from his pocket, and suddenly asked: "Do you know where this pearl comes from? ”
The smiles on many people's faces disappeared. If this question had been asked a week ago, few people might have guessed it. After all, there must be at least a dozen places in the Chauvin Empire that can produce pearls, but at this time At this moment, there should be only one possible answer...
No one spoke, most people lowered their heads, with sadness on their faces that they didn't know whether it was true or false.
A few seconds later, a somewhat unfamiliar voice broke the silence.
“Ningcai Pearl.” The newly minted baron wearing a mask said softly: “One of Banser City’s most famous specialties, it is pure white and can preserve at least five colors after special processing. It has a certain ability to conduct elements, so it is a good choice whether it is used for viewing or as a material for primary magic scrolls.”
Everyone here was in an uproar. No one knew about the massacre in Banse City that happened not long ago, and no one was naive enough to think that the pearls in His Majesty William's hands might have come from other places, but almost no one knew. What is the name of that bead, what is it used for, what can it do...
But this sinner knew!
Not only did he know, he also dared to say it when he didn't know His Majesty the Emperor's intentions.
“Yes, Banse City’s Ningcai Beads. Since I became the emperor, the Ningcai Beads exported to major mages’ guilds and the Northern Continent can bring at least three million gold coins in profit to the empire every year. , but now, Banser City no longer exists." William sighed deeply, and then looked at the unfamiliar young man in the corner: "Sin Lord?"
Mo Qingqing. nodded.
"Do you know much about Ningcai Pearl?" William asked him with interest: "Although there are not many people who know this knowledge, most of them are businessmen or professionals."
Several wealthy businessmen shrank their necks subconsciously. They really didn't know that much. At best, they only knew how much one was worth.
"I didn't know about it before, Your Majesty..." A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mo's mouth: "I just accidentally wrote it down when I was investigating in Banser City, although I have no idea about the progress of the investigation. No help, but I still hope that I can remember that once prosperous and beautiful city from multiple perspectives."
The heartfelt sadness in his tone made many people who were originally dissatisfied with the Banser City tragedy. People who care deeply are deeply touched, even Even a little ashamed...
"Dear Bart, you must have been immersed in the research and exploration of magic for too long, your head is a little stiff, and you actually gave him a baron." William rushed to his side. The Grand Duke of Garros chose He raised his eyebrows, then turned to look at Mo deeply, and said with a smile: "At least the word hereditary should be added."
Mo calmly saluted the emperor in front of him: "Thank you, Your Majesty. .”
This attitude of not being surprised by honor or disgrace also moved others. Maybe a small hereditary baron is nothing in the eyes of most people here, but for a newly promoted nobleman whose ancestors have made mistakes, 'hereditary baron' 'The weight of these two words is definitely not heavy.
If the baron is equivalent to a three-bedroom apartment you rent, then when hereditary is added in front of it, the house becomes completely yours.
It seems that there is not much difference in treatment, but the meaning is completely different.
"I believe that the tragedy in Banser City is not a natural disaster." William waited for Mo to sit back down and turned his head to everyone and said solemnly: "The Chauvin Empire has never done anything that is outrageous. Everyone must take this matter seriously. The lives of 37,000 people of the empire are by no means a child's play. I must investigate it thoroughly. The same is true of Master Farah. You must not have a child's play mentality that has nothing to do with you. , the unknown darkness is coming, we must be prepared!”
This middle-aged man, who looks like a businessman rather than an emperor most of the time, stood up, with a solemn look on his face! , said in a deep voice: "The investigation team has temporarily evacuated Banser City. All cities, including the royal capital, will be under martial law from now on, and all overseas trade operations will be temporarily suspended. The losses of merchants during this period will be borne by the empire. Grand Duke Garros... ”
"Here!" Duke Garros stood up solemnly.
"Let all the people of Tire withdraw, assemble your hurricane mage group, and wait for news from Master Farah."
"Yes!"
"Grand Duke Fossai ."
"In!"
"Notify Kaguya Sect that we need the support of more high-level clergy." "Yes!"
"President Arthur."
"In... Here!”
“Notify all large-scale chambers of commerce and consortia that I don’t want to see a chaotic market and driven up prices during the martial law period. No one can make any small calculations. You must know your emperor. He is also a shrewd businessman.”
"Definitely!"
"Then..." William frowned slightly and looked to his left.
A strong wind blew by.
"Sorry, I'm late." A tall old knight appeared in the center of the hall. He was wearing a set of thick and exquisite black armor, with a dark gold embroidered on the large black cloak behind his back. With a long sword, the old man's beard and hair are all white but he is still handsome. Cai Yiyi saw him kneeling on one knee in front of William, and said solemnly: "The Knights of the Tsar's Sword have been reorganized and are ready to go at any time."
Mo's originally lowered eyes suddenly lit up. , he finally waited for the person in front of him.
Head of the Knights of the Tsar's Sword and Marshal of the Chauvinian Empire - Galahad Waldstein!
He was once a humble half-orc refugee, but by chance, he was rescued by William's grandfather, the previous emperor of the Chauvin Empire, and became a free man.
Later, Galahad joined the Imperial Knights and made numerous meritorious deeds in countless wars against pirates and enemy countries. Twenty years later, he has taken the position of leader of the Knights.
Galahat was loyal and brave, and the old emperor had great trust in Galahat, and before his death, he named him the first marshal of Chauvin and granted him the title of hereditary duke.
It can almost be said that he grew up watching William.
It can be said that in the Chauvin Empire, in addition to the emperor with the highest status, the second most important person is the elder of the three dynasties and the mysterious and powerful protector of the country, Farah.
The people William trusts the most are also them.
Despite his old age, this great lord-level knight is still the absolute force of the empire. Galahad and his knights are definitely the ones that many forces in the southwest continent are least willing to face. One of existence.
"Get up, Grandpa Galahad." William smiled affectionately: "I feel more relieved when you are here."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Galahad Te nodded angrily and stood up amid a sonorous sound: "I and the good boys in the Knights are ready."
William nodded: "Now we are waiting for the news from Master Farah. Our great astrologer seems to have noticed something. If possible, I hope you can act with him by then and ensure your own safety as soon as possible. Solve this crisis."
"Okay." The tall old marshal smiled slightly: "I hope that old guy Farah can figure this out, and your Tsar's Sword will always be fearless. , as long as we know who the enemy is and where he is~"
A silver light curtain suddenly appeared beside Galahad, and Farah, who looked slightly tired, walked out with a wry smile, and first rushed to William bowed, then glared at the old knight next to him: "The only thing I don't want is to be called an 'old guy' by an old lion like you."
Everyone here was a little confused. You know The Protector and the Grand Marshal, a pair of imperial heroes with a very high average age, rarely appear in public anymore, which shows how much His Majesty the Emperor cares about Banser City.
"The crystal on his chest..." Ji Xiaodao whispered into Mo's ear: "It's exactly the same as the one that broke when you activated 'that' before."
The latter just nodded lightly without saying anything, and then smiled at Farah, who happened to be looking over here.
Farah also nodded at him, then turned to William and said: "Your Majesty, I foresee a terrifying dark force. This is by no means alarmist. If possible, I hope to be able to meet the marshal immediately in three days. People go to Banser City to launch a large retrospective array."
"I have no objection." Galahar shrugged: "As long as your thing is reliable."
Farah. She rolled her eyes at him, and then continued to William: "I hope to get some spellcasting materials to deploy the great retrospection spell and enchant the warriors. If possible, it would be best to let Duke Garros and his hurricane mage group accompany us. The Grand Duke was the leader of the search team before, and the mage team allows me to speed up my spellcasting and fight the enemy when necessary."
"No problem, I just told Garros." William nodded and said: "As for the spellcasting materials you need and the supplies and necessities for the Knights along the way, as long as they can be purchased, it is not a problem."
Galahar sighed leisurely and muttered: "If your stingy father had had the same awareness as you back then, we knights would have been able to live in a broken tent for many years."
Although he was muttering. , but the voice of this old knight was really loud, and there was a cough in the hall. Everyone hung their heads in embarrassment or blinked and looked around.
"What are you coughing for?" The Marshal glared: "You are so proud!"
Suddenly everyone did not dare to speak out...
You must know this person If he really takes action, even a high-level magician like Garros will be beaten up. Except for Farah, there is absolutely no one in the entire empire who can be the opponent of this old knight.
"If you can..."
At this moment, the Sin Lord, who had always had a high presence from the beginning to the end of the night, stood up.
"I hope to go to Banser City with Master Farah and the Marshal." Mo saluted William, and then lifted a corner of his mask, revealing a wisp of skin shrouded in darkness behind: " I was tainted by that cursed land, and I was also the first Someone who set foot there after the incident should be able to help somewhat."
His smile was clean, and his voice was gentle and sincere...
But it was only hidden by the mask. The eyes behind are filled with endless evil and madness...
Very pure, very clean evil...
Very pure, very gentle madness...
Chapter 80: The End
(End of this chapter)
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