Prime Minister Moretti was unaware that an undercurrent was accumulating, ready to erupt into a terrible flood to drown it. In Moretti's mind, Faroua returned to the countryside, like a toothless tiger, without threat; And Marshal Lucas is just a foolish and unassertive Yamano Takeo, and it is even more unlikely that he will pose a threat to himself.

Moretti believes that there is no one in the empire who can threaten his position.

It's just that it's not yet the time to turn his face with Lucas, Lucas still holds military power and has huge power, and it is easy to startle the snake if he dares to assassinate, and it is easy to be bitten back when he breaks head-on. So Moretti put up with it for the time being.

But I don't have to put up with it for long. His people are constantly eroding the military department, and at this moment, Lucas's mind is all on the northern battlefield, and it is the time when he is anxious, and by the time he reacts wrong, it will already be too late.

At that time, the Janissaries of this empire have long been under his control, and Lucas, who has suffered heavy losses on the northern battlefield, has lost the capital to confront him.

When the time comes, it's not too late to clean up these two Yamano Takeo.

Moretti made a wrong judgment -

The scene continues to move forward, this time in ghost mode as they cut into the scene of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As a prime minister who had served the empire diligently all his life, Moretti's mansion was not luxurious, although the place had nothing to do with simplicity. Their vision progresses through the scene, beyond the garden, past the bust of Tampas, over the fountain, and finally to the basement of Moretti's mansion.

In the ancient times where Lakhta is located, the countries in the central part of the West were all built in the same style, and all buildings had to have basements. The basement at that time was completely different from the basement in the building today. Now about the basement. Players subconsciously associate wealth, equipment, treasure chests, etc., and at worst, they are also hidden quests. But at the time, the basement was a very ordinary part of the building.

Alone, Moretti walked up the stairs to the basement with a candle in hand.

There was no candle flame in the basement, and the faint candlelight reflected a special dazzle on the rough and clammy walls of the basement, and these lights swayed and reflected Moretti's face half of the outline, and under the flickering light, Moretti's already gloomy and treacherous face looked even more terrifying, and the evil spirit's erosion of the old prime minister was already extremely deep. His desires had been completely aroused, his heart had no good thoughts, and his soul was almost occupied by evil spirits, and under such pollution, the old prime minister's already weak body appeared even thinner, and he had lost the ability to blink, his eyelids were lifeless and motionless, and his eyes were cloudy and godless. If it's not still breathing and moving, it's indistinguishable from a dead person.

Moretti walked to the basement and placed the candle in his hand lightly on the candle altar on the wall.

The walls began to shake slightly, and the bricks loosened. Squeezing and squirming with each other, a passage was flipped out in a few moments.

Moretti walked in—

There was another basement hidden in the basement, and everyone thought that Moretti was really creative in hiding things, and that mechanism was also very cleverly designed. If someone who doesn't know where you are coming here, it's almost impossible to find a hole in the basement.

What is Moretti hiding so deliberately?

Their vision has been following Moretti's tracks.

At last. They saw the basement below the basement.

To everyone's surprise, this turned out to be an alchemy room!

Strictly speaking, the fall of the ancient kingdom of Lakhta was not far from the birth of the primitive school of alchemy, perhaps hundreds of years? But for the entire history of alchemy, a few hundred years is really a short time.

Yang Hai's teacher is this ancient alchemy, and he is the master. Although this real yàn room was very simple, and it was unrecognizable compared to the real alchemy room that players were using now, he still determined what this place was for the first time.

It is an alchemical real yàn room.

Considering the development of alchemy at that time, although this underground room was very, very simple, it could already be regarded as luxurious at that time. Yang Hai even saw the temperature-controlled crucible here, this discovery directly led his historical knowledge to jump up by 1%, he didn't know that in such a long time ago, the ancient alchemists were using the crucible, at that time alchemy research was not popular such a thing, if it was successful, the real yàn results were privately collected by the alchemist himself; If you fail...... Then fail.

The alchemical room is not the most surprising, the most surprising thing is that this real room is working.

Yang Hai saw more than a dozen ghouls running around busily, holding flasks, herbs, reagents, etc., some ghouls were boiling potions in the crucible, some were grinding materials on the test bench, and some were slaughtering corpses and concocting organs......

A lich doing alchemical research?

This thought jumped into Yang Hai's mind.

In the historical records, most powerful lichs know alchemy, and as for the depth of their attainments, that is another matter. Necromancers have infinite life, and if they can successfully regain their sanity after awakening, and if they can restrain their hatred of the living and not let this instinct take over them, then they can basically truly become self-aware. At this time, infinite life needs something else to play time, and alchemy is a good choice.

After all, if you don't move for a long time, even if you die, your bones will rust......

But...... Isn't the kingdom of Lakhta a kingdom of conservatives? This alchemy room is running so smoothly that it doesn't seem to have been running for a day or two, and as the head of the kingdom, Mr. Moretti, you are offering a lich in your own home...... Is that really okay?

Yang Hai soon realized that he was wrong.

There are no lichs, and the control of these ghouls is a necromancer who has completed a transformation ritual.

Moretti walked up to the necromancer in the white bone cloak and asked softly, "How is the method of immortality?" ”

"Still very bad, sir." The necromancer bowed respectfully and replied, "We have developed a potion...... It can grant your wish for eternal life, but if you take it, you will transform into an undead spirit......"

Moretti scoffed.

"Turned into the undead? So what am I using it for? Moretti said in a cold voice: "The undead are unconscious, and the old man has exhausted his efforts to rule this kingdom, is it just to be a bone frame that cannot be enjoyed?" ”

The necromancer was so frightened that he could only bend over and not dare to speak.

"My patience is limited, Solo," Moretti said impatiently, "I risk being hanged to save you from the gallows of heresy; Giving you so much money every year is not for you to squander my patience. ”

"Yes, sir......" said the necromancer Zoro reluctantly.

"Keep researching until you figure out the location of the potion of immortality!" Moretti waved his hand.

"Then our research ......," the necromancer shook the bottle in his hand.

"Hell, what are you doing with this stuff!" Moretti said angrily: "Throw it! It's annoying to watch! ”

"We make a lot of these potions......" Solo craned his neck.

"Throw it away!"

"Yes, sir." The necromancer said listlessly.

"You'd better move faster, or I don't mind showing my unkind side." Moretti's cold voice sounded in the real room: "Your soul mark is still in my hand, right?" I saved you because you said you could achieve eternal life. I'm getting old, and I'm looking forward to your research. But don't blame me for not warning you, Zoro. If, by the time I am in the ground, your research has not progressed and forced me to become a ghost...... You bones can be buried in my mound for burial. ”

"Got it, sir......" the necromancer sighed.

When he saw this scene, Yang Hai suddenly remembered Master Carlyle's words.

What should happen, it will happen; What shouldn't happen, no matter how hard you try, won't happen.

Moretti seems to be loyal, and if there is no evil spirit, he can be a loyal servant for the rest of his life, but looking at his practice of raising necromancers and studying eternal life, you know that this is a person with great desires. He didn't betray the king directly, just because the old king's bones were still cold, and Lucas's authority was still there, even if there was no evil spirit, Moretti would probably have other reasons to betray the Lothar family. This evil spirit, maybe it really didn't do anything, it just sped things up.

Moretti was dreaming of ruling the land for eternity, unaware that General Lucas was ready to clean him up. (To be continued......)