Revenge for your mother?

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Standing aside, listening to Israel's words, Joshua glanced at Dimore, who was silent and seemed to be reflecting, and then at His Majesty the Emperor, who was expressionless, and countless classic plots suddenly appeared in his heart.

In previous lives, people often questioned why Israel wanted to hide Dimore's identity and send him to the army to hide his identity and hone his identity? With the talent of this second prince, wouldn't it be a pity if he accidentally died in a war with orcs or Kuroshio?

The general answer is nothing more than that only real battles can hone the strong, or that the dead genius is not a genius, or that the emperor is ruthless, and so on.

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

With a few words he had heard before, Joshua roughly guessed the context of this plot, which was nothing more than a palace struggle between the thrones, which led to the death of the second prince's mother, and Israel sent Dimore out of the imperial capital half protecting, half honing - but the warrior 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, completed his revenge, and successfully became the emperor.

Then again, Joshua shifted his gaze to Israel, the emperor's majesty who was as majestic as a mountain peak, his face was a little bad from just now, his brow was slightly furrowed, as if he was enduring some pain, although he was well disguised, but he couldn't hide the soldier's observation.

A legendary powerhouse will definitely not show any physical discomfort, and to make him show such an expression is definitely some serious injury or secret injury.

This may be the reason why Israel died suddenly in the future. Joshua silently thought that the secret wound that even the legendary powerhouse could not bear must have hurt the essence of life, and all the means that can heal this injury depend on luck, whether it is the sprout of the tree of life or the great divine technique, it can only be guaranteed to be relieved, but not cured.

On the side, Israel seemed to have finished speaking, after all, Dimore was not a fool, as long as he pointed out the other party's problems, he would naturally quickly correct his mentality, and then, His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and looked at Joshua.

"First of all, Radcliffe, congratulations on your advancement, there is one more pillar of the Empire - this should have been celebrated with a grand banquet, but based on what you said, there really is no room for much to say now."

Perhaps it was because the previous negotiations with the ambassadors of various countries were too cumbersome, but now in the face of Joshua, who he knew well, Israel directly waived the corresponding etiquette, and said to the warrior succinctly: "The plague you named black blood, can you provide a sample for the Mage Association to study?" ”

"That's true."

And the old mage standing behind Israel also nodded and agreed: "As long as you can research the corresponding healing spells or potions, then no matter how many conspiracies and tricks those cultists have, they won't be able to cause too much turmoil." ”

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

Joshua didn't say much, and agreed to this request, in fact, the warrior could directly report the raw materials of the healing potion, but this would be too shocking, and the follow-up processing would be extremely troublesome, so he was ready to wait until those mages got the plague sample, and then give a little hint or two in the general direction to speed up its birth.

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

His Majesty the Emperor looked tired now, and he didn'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: "That's it for now, although I'm a little sorry, but I'm tired...... Rest assured, the Empire will never treat those who have merit badly. ”

These words were obvious send-off sentences, and Joshua naturally did not understand, so he naturally simply said goodbye and left, and Nostradamus and Dimore also said goodbye together.

After everyone left, the door of the main hall closed slowly, leaving Israel alone in the center of the palace, looking at the Fusion Star above his head with some distraction, the iron crown above his head flowing with a cold silver-gray light.

After leaving the main hall, the old mage glanced at the waiting attendants around the hallway, and these attendants all walked briskly towards the nearby reception hall when they realized that their target had appeared.

He naturally knew that there would definitely be many of his old friends in the future, or the ministers of the kingdom would come and ask him what he had discussed with His Majesty the Emperor, and if he could reveal one or two things, so that they could be prepared.

Maybe the words wouldn't be so explicit, but they would certainly do the same thing, political creatures have always been like this, and Nostradamus didn't like that, so he whispered a word to Joshua and the others, and then the group quickened their pace and disappeared around the corner on the other side of the corridor before the others arrived.

On the way out of the Morlay Palace and on the way to the Royal Mage Society, Dimore kept his head down and was silent, he seemed to be still thinking about what his father and Joshua had said to him, Hotaru and Rin were not so serious, the two were talking softly, as if they were discussing what to eat for dinner.

The old mage, on the other hand, provoked Joshua's conversation.

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

As he walked, he said in a clear and serious voice: "As you speculated, although the plague has not yet spread there, summer is coming, and the corpses of dragon beasts and people everywhere will decompose on a large scale, in such an environment, even if it is not the plague of evil gods, just the spread of ordinary diseases will become a big problem, and it is because of this that the emissaries of the church and the kingdom of the Far South came, and they also foresaw the plague after the bloody war." ”

"But they were powerless to stop it, and they couldn't have imagined that this plague of evil gods could be so terrible."

Joshua nodded, "The dragons have attracted all their energy, and now they have to ask for help from the Empire. ”

"That's right, the cooperation between the cultists of the evil gods and the five-colored dragon clan is deeper than we thought." Nostradamus's voice was low: "We have evidence that there are dragons all over the continent, they seem to have been sent there on purpose, infecting the madness, if the cultists spread the plague in the same way, we have little power to stop it." ”

"There's no point in guarding against that, even if the roads are blocked, the cultists can pass through the Black Forest and throw diseased drakes into the nations."

Thinking of some things in his previous life, Joshua sneered and said, "These madmen are not afraid of death, no matter how much they fail, as long as they succeed once, it is their victory." ”

"That's true."

Nodding slightly, Nostradamus seemed worried, and he said softly: "Your Majesty is going to announce this news after developing a potion against the plague, it will not be a secret soon, the councils will take precautions, and the cultists will definitely be desperate, and the plague is likely to break out in advance." ”

"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 warrior naturally understood that it was because of Israel's injury, at this juncture, if something went wrong with the body of the ruler of the empire, it would really have the effect of a total collapse, just like in the previous life, a group of princes and princesses competed for the throne, almost splitting the huge empire into seven small countries.

Perhaps, His Majesty the Emperor also noticed the problem of his physical condition, so Dimore was called back to the imperial capital, and he no longer had time to wait slowly, but wanted to cultivate his own internal heir as soon as possible.

But what kind of injury is it that worries a legendary powerhouse who has just conquered the orcs to such a degree?

"Dragons, plagues."

The old mage on the side was still muttering to himself: "The ruins of the Black Forest have intensified the competition between the White Tower of the Heavens and the Council of the Seven Dawns, the warlock royal families of the Western Mountains are fighting each other because of the sudden appearance of the ancient blood, and there are many people in the empire who have different thoughts because of the disappearance of the orcs. ”

"Every kingdom is plunged into strife of a greater or lesser size, with no time for internal and external troubles, and those cultists seem to see this opportunity, and they immediately use all their strength to spread death and fear, chaos and despair as much as possible."

Nostradamus looked very emotional: "Obviously, after defeating the orcs, the empire can develop with peace of mind for a while, lick its wounds, and make 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, and the white-haired old mage was just pouring out his worries now, and even if he did, it was pointless.

Could it be that he is going to tell Nostradamus that everything you have said is just an appetizer, and that there will be more, even greater strife and disaster to befall the world?

No one is so stupid.

And just as the group was silently walking towards the exit of the Morlai Palace, a trace of magic power fluctuations suddenly appeared on the old mage's body.

Frowning, Nostradamus took out a communication circle from his robe, he glanced at the name displayed on it, and then activated the circle, and said calmly: "Vera? What are you looking for me? ”

"Master Nostradamus! An unknown black fog has appeared near the Royal Mage Society! ”

The voice in the transmitter was extremely urgent, and the mage named Vera was very nervous: "This black fog has a strong corrosive nature, as long as it is slightly touched, the skin will be seriously burned, the city guards have urgently evacuated the surrounding people, but the black fog is still spreading, many buildings have collapsed, the citizens have been affected, and the mages present have no way to stop it!" ”

"Black Mist?"

The old mage was not nervous, he thought calmly for a moment, then frowned, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn, those wastes, studying a box can have an accident!" ”