Another young magician from the southern region spoke at this time, "So! We need to show our loyalty! Except for loyalty, of course! We also have to prove our part! ”

"Yes! Prove our loyalty! And our role! A native magician from Seris nodded and said, "Since everyone wants to do something for the Empire, then I'll take out this new plan and show it to everyone!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of documents and said, "This is a top-secret document that we drew up before, and this plan has been in the state of application since the completion of the transition technology. ”

"We're trying to find a way to use the power of the Wizard Group to make this plan come true!" He introduced the plan and pushed it to the center of the table: "Until then, though, we must make sure that we don't back down on our own!" We have to bring out our spirit and our all...... Fight for what we believe in! ”

"This ......" took the application report, and the mage of the new puppet district raised his head and looked at the other party: "You plan to lose fifty percent of the Imperial God Puppets?" Are you kidding! ”

"It's not a joke! Our exploration program is too slow now! This greatly slowed down the expansion of the empire and wasted a lot of precious time! The magician from Seris explained feverishly.

As a mortal who later became a magician, his mind was not that of a magician. What he has to do is actually push the Irlanhill Empire to a new peak, because the peak of the empire represents his peak!

Native mortals, as well as mortal magicians, are the backbone of the empire and the most loyal supporters of His Majesty the Emperor.

They fanatically treat the Ranhill Empire as if they were their own home, and they fanatically love their Emperor His Majesty as if they were worshipping a god above their heads!

"Until now, we haven't found a working ore on Mayne...... There is only a small amount of iron ore and coal mines, which is not enough to support the opening of the space magic portal! A magician from the Arrant spoke at this time.

Also as a mortal mage, he had the same idea as the mage of Seris who spoke earlier: "So we must find more energy as soon as possible, magic crystals!" Lots of high-quality ores, even rare pyroxene ......"

"If we don't find any valuable ore on Demonic Planet 2, then we'll need to figure out a way to be on a planet further away!" As he spoke, he flipped through the application report, pointed to some of the marked planets on it, and said, "NASA has explored 13 million planets, and we have only sent exploration spacecraft to 2,000 of them......

"It's too slow! So we can use more violent means...... Develop planets that haven't yet sent out exploration ships! ”

"Crazy...... I think you're all crazy! A conservative magician's eyes widened as he looked at his compatriots, who were seriously discussing how to send them to death: "Do you know what price you have to pay for this?" ”

"The price? Paying with their lives for this! A Higgs magician stood up and said firmly, "For Your Majesty! The orcs didn't back down! Are we going to hold back? ”

"Nope! Never! The magician from the Norma region then stood up: "We will fight until the last moment for Your Majesty!" ”

"For Your Majesty!" Several magicians in the Kasik region suddenly stood up, and the magician in the Norma region spoke.

A magician from the occupied area of the Eternal Empire also stood up, he didn't speak, just stood up, silently looking at the magicians around him who were still sitting in chairs, his eyes full of disdain.

Several of the Greken magicians also stood up, and then looked at the old magician they were leading in.

The old magician coughed and stood up, and said, "Iran Hill Empire...... It's the future of magic! Our efforts today are tomorrow's brilliance! ”

He vaguely remembered that ten years ago, Grecon was still a loose country with the idea of going with the flow, and now, those magicians who had no desire and only took fighting demons as their own mission ended their loose alliance and turned into a group of fanatical radicals!

They believe in the Ranhill Empire and are willing to sacrifice their lives for it! They will do whatever it takes to prove their loyalty, as if it were a shameful thing to fall behind others.

"For Your Majesty!" The group of magicians from the old puppet area stood up with the magicians from the new puppet area.

"For Your Majesty!" The magicians of the Higgs and Veronsa regions stood up, and everywhere there was the sound of chairs moving, and everywhere there was the slogan for His Majesty.

"For Your Majesty!" The magicians of the Holy Demon District stood up, and the magicians of the Southern Region followed suit.

"For Your Majesty!" The magicians of Seris stood up, and the magicians of the steppes stood up.

A day later, in the lunar orbit, on the newly built and ready to take off a brand-new large exploration spacecraft, a god puppet pressed on the thruster starter and said: "The group of bastards of the orcs used fuzzy coordinate space jumps before, although they were reckless, but they had a coordinate reference system!" ”

"So although they have a certain risk of shipwreckage and death, on the whole, they can still succeed!" The other god puppet beside him said with a smile.

He had a hoarse voice, a smiling mask on his face, and an inferior spacesuit embroidered with the logo of a golden eagle spreading its wings.

"But that's not the case now! We don't have reference coordinates! Not a single one! Where we're going to jump! It's a place that no previous exploration vehicle has ever flown to! The puppet who pressed the thruster start button said: "What is there, what will happen, I don't know!" We could be hit by a meteorite, or we could hit a planet directly! ”

His companion replied disapprovingly: "This is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is that in a sense, even if we succeed, we will not be able to go back!" ”

"Yes, there is no going back at all! We can only float alone in the universe, and when the signal is transmitted back, and Ellen Hill receives our signal, we may be dead! The third puppet floated over and said as he put his arm on the shoulders of the two men.

"It's not that it's probably dead, it's that it's definitely dead! Our signal flies back to the Irranhill Empire, and it may take a year, a decade, or even decades...... No one can save us! The puppet pressing the thruster button said calmly.

"We will float alone in the universe, as a speck of dust...... No one even found us in the end......" The floating golem looked at the puppet sitting in the passenger seat.

"However, we will send the future back here!" The god puppet in the co-pilot clenched its fist and smashed it against the start button of the space jump engine.