Morris En said indifferently: "Ian!"

Yang Feng was more respectful and meticulous in etiquette: "The minister is here!"

Maurice pondered for a while before saying, "I like the potions and prescriptions you offered. You're a magician again, so I'll reward you with an archmage of the court. ”

Yang Feng was slightly stunned, and immediately said respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

A series of envious eyes focused on Yang Feng's body.

The Maurice Empire was home to many court magicians. Those court mages are divided into five levels: third-level court mage, court archmage, and court mage chief.

Some magician-level magicians can only become third-level court mages within the Morris Empire's Imperial Palace. The court archmage is an existence that only the strongest magicians or legendary magicians can become.

Yang Feng is just a great magician, and being able to become a court archmage is an honor, and at the same time, it is also a huge power.

According to the order of the Morris Imperial Palace, a court archmage has one third-level court mage, eight second-level court mages, and fifty first-level court mages under his command.

In other words, as soon as Yang Feng became the archmage of the court, he had fifty-nine more powerful magicians as his subordinates.

Of course, if you want to really accept those fifty-nine powerful magicians as subordinates, it depends on Yang Feng's ability.

In this holy capital, Blue City, with the blessings of the gods and countless purification enchantments, Yang Feng could not use nano liquid robots to control others. Otherwise, it will be a little careless. Once discovered, the foundation he has laid will be destroyed.

After accepting the appointment. Yang Feng honestly retreated to the courtiers, next to Buso. He was a real count. He also has the qualifications to attend the court.

Soon after, the pilgrimage dispersed.

"Lord Earl Ian, Your Majesty would like you to visit the Imperial Study. ”

As soon as Yang Feng wanted to leave, an attendant came to him and said respectfully.

Yang Feng said: "Okay!"

Yang Feng followed behind the attendant, through the corridors, and came to the imperial study.

In the imperial study, only Maurice 2867 sat in a chair, casually flipping through a piece of music.

Yang Feng performed an impeccable courtesy, and then said, "Weichen Ian." I've seen Your Majesty!"

Morris turned around slowly, glanced at Yang Feng with slightly cloudy eyes, and said lightly with a look that seemed to be smiling: "Ian, I heard that as soon as you came to the Holy Capital Blue City, you were invited by Garza to the Beauty and Joy Hotel and spent a wonderful night. Ian, what did Garza talk to you about?"

Yang Feng was suddenly shocked in his heart, and countless thoughts turned in his heart, vaguely. With the transcendent perception possessed by that third-level warlock, he could clearly sense that within this room, there were at least six Legendary-level hidden powers locked onto him, and once he moved slightly. will usher in the siege of the six legendary-level powerhouses.

Yang Feng was in a cold sweat behind his back, his mind was racing, and finally he said honestly: "His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince invited Wechen to enter the Beauty and Joy Hotel in the hope that Wechen would join his camp. Fight against the Great Prince and assist him to ascend to the throne in the future. ”

Morrison asked as if nonchalantly, "Did you promise him?"

Yang Feng said: "The guarantee of the governor of Weichen Monbusso. Only then can he surrender to His Majesty and become the Earl of Laterite. Kindness is deep. Therefore, Wei Chen only hesitated slightly, and agreed to His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince to join his camp. ”

Morris 2,867 chuckled and said, "The one who promised you the Count of Red Clay is me, not Garza." The person you owe allegiance to is me, not him!"

Yang Feng bowed his head slightly and complimented: "Yes! Yes, it is indeed Your Majesty who promised me the Count of Red Clay." Wechen is willing to die for His Majesty!!"

Morrison 2,867 is a faint king who kills people without blinking an eye and does whatever he wants. As long as he was not touched to the bottom, Yang Feng didn't want to disobey him.

Yang Feng said categorically: "If Your Majesty wants Weichen to leave the camp of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, Weichen will immediately cut off all contact with them. ”

Compared with his own life, the friendship between Yang Feng and the sixth prince Garza is simply not worth mentioning.

Morris 2,867 nodded with satisfaction and said meaningfully, "No." Since you promised Garza, then help him well. ”

Yang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, only to feel that the clothes behind him were already wet with sweat, but he said respectfully: "Yes! Your Majesty!"

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and the faint monarch of Morris 2,867 is even more dangerous, and if he doesn't deal with it well, it may be a disaster of death.

Morris En 2,867 said lightly: "Okay, if there is nothing to do, you can retreat!"

Yang Feng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Weichen has something to do. ”

Morris said indifferently: "Say!"

Yang Feng said respectfully: "Weichen wants to open a magic academy in the Holy Capital Blue City to cultivate magical talents for the empire. Wechen would like to ask Your Majesty to be the head of this magic academy. ”

The magic of the Fiso Plane is very old. In addition to the major churches, the empire itself trained court mages, there are only some loose magical organizations formed by magicians one by one.

Those magic apprentices were discovered by magicians when they traveled, or they were recommended by acquaintances before they were brought into their own disciples and cultivated. Or in the form of a magic family. A magician will generally only carry no more than four apprentices in magic. This way of inheritance makes the number of magicians in this world very rare.

The Cangzhi Plane was also a way of inheriting magic in this way a long time ago. However, the academy eventually replaced this ancient inheritance method and became the mainstream of the major forces in the Cangzhi plane.

Morris En pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Academy of Magic? Yes, but I won't pay a penny from that Academy of Magic." ”

Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "No problem, I will cover all the expenses." ”

Morrison 2,867 was a little impatient and said, "Okay!

Yang Feng said respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Morris En 2,867 picked up a bottle of dragon-like potion and drank it in one gulp, and his spirit was immediately lifted, as if he had regained his youth, full of strength.

"What a potion!!" said Morrisen, with a long sigh and a look of great joy, and turned to walk towards the harem.

When he stepped out of the gate of the palace, Yang Feng felt relieved.

The feeling that fate hangs in the balance of someone else's thoughts is extremely uncomfortable for a warlock like Yang Feng who pursues truth and freedom.

In that Victory Palace, in front of the two thousand eight hundred and sixty-seventh Morrisn, except for the chosen people of God, the high-ranking members of the major churches, and the patriarchs of the various god-descended families hidden in the Morris Empire, everyone was ants. With a single order, he was able to turn those ants into corpses, even the legendary-level powerhouses. And Morris En 2,867 himself is not even a knight-level powerhouse, this is the power of power.

"Ian, you stop me!!"

Yang Feng had just left the palace not far away, a beautiful girl wearing a blue samurai uniform, a blue single ponytail, and a long sword at his waist, tall and tall, pretty, majestic, and heroic, stood in front of him, glaring at him with an angry face.

Behind the blue-haired beautiful girl, there were six young men with extraordinary momentum and a long sword at their waists. The six young men looked at Yang Feng with indignant expressions.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Who are you?"

The blue-haired beautiful girl was indignant and said, "Xilong, is my father's chief disciple. You actually took action to abolish him, and there is no royal law!"

"I see. Yang Feng showed a contemptuous smile and said lightly: "If I commit a crime, you can report it to the Imperial Garrison Department." Now, get out of the way, you're in my way. You commoners, stand in the way of the great nobles. According to the laws of the empire, it is punishable by thirty lashes. ”

As soon as these words came out, the six young men behind the blue-haired beautiful girl were depressed, and then they remembered that the man in front of them was a real imperial nobleman.

There was a law in the Morris Empire that it was a crime for a commoner to stand in the way of a nobleman and not give way, punishable by a fine of 10 gold coins and thirty lashes.

In the Morris Empire, it is impossible for commoners to fight against the great nobles, which is why countless people have sharpened their heads and want to become nobles.

A young man's face changed, and he whispered, "Betsy, let's go! He is a great nobleman, and if he calls him later, it will be troublesome." Those black-skinned dogs in the garrison department are the lackeys of their big nobles. ”

The police officers of the Morris Imperial Garrison all wore black uniforms, and in the mouths of many lower-class people, those policemen became black-skinned dogs.

"I'm not afraid of him! My father is a Thunder Sword Saint. He's just a mere earl, what's the deal. You cowards, watch me teach him a lesson!!"

Betty was annoyed for a while, and with a loud shout, a Sky Knight-level fighting spirit erupted from her body, and her body shook and shot towards Yang Feng. Since Yang Feng was a great nobleman, she was also jealous, and she didn't even dare to draw her sword, she just wanted to catch Yang Feng and teach him a hard lesson.

"Interesting!"

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and immediately shouted: "Someone assassinates the great noble!!Come on!!Someone assassinates the great nobleman here!!"

"Who!!Who dares to assassinate the great noble!!"

The four policemen who were patrolling nearby rushed over in a hurry, shouting and blowing their sirens frantically. (To be continued.) )