Mage? Spell Engineer!

Alec gritted his teeth and tried hard. He wanted to break free from the heavy wool blanket, but he was lifted up in the air and could not use any strength no matter how hard he struggled.

Almost everyone stretched out their hands to lift Alec up. Jonas on the other side was not treated so well. He was put in a sack and held under the armpit by a strong man.

The two were dragged through several doors again. They seemed to have left the Tower of Magic, because Alec could feel the discomfort of teleportation - this would never happen in the tower.

Finally, everyone stopped and Alec was carefully placed on the ground.

An old servant came over tremblingly and untied the blanket. Alec wanted to jump up, but a spell hit him and he suddenly became limp and was about to collapse.

The old man held back tears, and rubbed Alec's face with his rough and skinny hands: "Yes, very much like him."

Alec was hairy all over: "What do you look like?"

The old man showed a surprised look: "Of course, he looks like the great late emperor! Your grandfather."

"The late emperor? Grandfather? I haven't even seen my biological parents!"

"Of course, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was killed by the allied dogs. They shirked the blame and said it was done by the minions of the evil god, but we all know who the murderer is! I thought you would get Richard's protection when you went to the Earl's Territory, but he... He actually gave you to a dwarf to raise!"

The old man became more and more excited, stamping his feet and cursing Richard Dahlberg: "Traitor! Accomplice! Wizard!"

Others also responded, and the bustling voices echoed in the hall. Alec then noticed that he was at the high point of the hall. At first glance, it looked magnificent, but in fact there was a stale and musty smell, and there was a whirring sound in the distance.

"Where am I?"

"Where the allied dogs can't find me, Your Majesty." The old man tried to straighten his back to show his pride: "The late emperor foresaw the danger of the empire, and in his later years secretly commissioned the dwarves to build a starship for the empire. Unfortunately, the original plan was to form a fleet, but only our flagship was actually delivered.

"The flagship's throne has always been empty, and now it finally welcomes the owner who is qualified to sit on it - His Majesty Alexios I!"

After speaking, the old man called the guards without saying anything, lifted up the powerless Alek, and moved him to the throne. This big chair is not comfortable to sit on. It was made by dwarves, and the cold metal surface was frozen and hard.

When he sat on it, the people in the hall, no, it should be called the people in the court shouted: "His Majesty Alexios I! "

Alec had a sense of absurdity. On the one hand, he felt like he was watching a farce, with people he didn't know, wearing retro and old clothes and performing rituals he had never seen before. On the other hand, he felt like a puppet, a puppet and a sitting statue. In fact, he had no freedom and autonomy at the moment.

The old man was still chattering. He claimed to be a court baron appointed by the previous emperor and now the chief of ceremonies. With pity for the mentally ill, Alec listened helplessly to the "advice" of the court baron:

"Your Majesty, you will be an adult in four days."

I didn't expect that they even knew their birthdays. Does their life experience seem to be credible?

"By then, it will be the day of the glorious restoration of the empire! We will support you to officially ascend the throne and present a great gift - we will launch a major general offensive against the alliance!"

"The alliance is powerful, are you also powerful? "Alec thought of a knight novel he had read, in which the protagonist charged at the dragon with a rusty lance.

"We... Your Majesty, don't be deceived by appearances. The alliance is now powerful, but it is not a monolithic entity. In the past few decades, they have forced the imperial people who came to the astral world to change their identities, which is unpopular. In addition, they have been fighting with Valois, and some settlements are in dire straits.

"And we have many loyal ministers who have never forgotten the glory of the empire and have always contributed to the great cause. We also have the support of Valois. The emperor once said that the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"In other words, you are not short of people or money?"

"Yes, that's right!" The old servant was very happy. The fact that His Majesty asked about these things showed that he was concerned about the restoration cause.

Unexpectedly, Alec complained: "So when the new imperial capital and the northern earldom were in such a difficult time, why didn't you loyal ministers of the empire support us? We lived so hard on the ground, but the alliance sent aid and support from time to time. "If they hadn't sponsored food and supported weapons and equipment, I might not be alive now." This stumped the "loyal empire", and the court earl stammered: "That's... That's the earl is a traitor who has turned to the alliance, and we can't help the enemy! "And we were once very weak, and we accumulated strength until now to have the capital to start a rebellion. I hope you can understand." The other "loyal ministers" below also bowed their heads and shouted: "I hope your majesty understands!" The old man started a mental attack again. He endlessly recalled the deeds of His Majesty William II. Originally, Alec really wanted to hear about his relatives, but the characters he heard from the baron were not human at all. He seemed to be listening to some distant story. In comparison, Alec and Voge's memories were much more vivid. After finishing his speech, the old man saw that Alec was drowsy, so he decided to use some "strong medicine": "Your Majesty, when you come of age, we will also select a queen for you. Now there are three families willing to offer you their most beautiful daughters. You can choose a wife according to your own wishes, and the others will be..." Before he finished speaking, the lights in the hall suddenly flickered.

The small anomaly did not attract the attention of the loyalists of the Empire, but the Star Tower Mage who was waiting for the ending in the crowd frowned and his hair stood up.

The space in the hall was shaking!

He gritted his teeth and tried to activate the teleportation scroll he carried with him to run away, but a cloud of smoke burst out from the scroll, and it was obvious that teleportation was prohibited here.

It was too late, it was over!

Sure enough, a crack was torn in the middle of the hall, and a large number of special forces soldiers and armed puppets of the alliance rushed out from it, rushing into the sand pile built by the loyalists of the Empire like a tide, and suddenly it was in chaos.

In panic, the court baron shouted and wanted to order the guards to delay time and take Alec and the hostage Jonas away, but when he looked closely, the throne was empty.

At this moment, Richard was holding his own child in his left hand and the son of his old client in his right hand. Judging from his angry expression, Jonas, who was still sleeping soundly, would have a good time when he returned. As for the young man on the right, he smiled: "Should I also call you His Majesty Alexius I?"

"No, no, no, that's too scary. I mean, that's too stupid. You should call me by my name. Alek sounds more intimate."

Richard nodded, satisfied with his answer: "That's good."

Caroline finally walked out of the time and space cracks. She patted the shoulder of the desperate Star Tower Mage: "Actively cooperate with the investigation, we won't embarrass you."

"Yes, yes, I will tell you everything I know, Emperor Paul"

"Not here." Caroline said and walked to the court baron. Now all the loyalists of the empire have been caught and controlled.

"You are very courageous. You dare to kidnap the citizens of the Alliance and the apprentices of our tower."

"This is not kidnapping."

Caroline was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Take the people away and seal the ship."

"Why? This is the asset of the Empire! You dirty Alliance dogs, don't touch the relics of the late emperor!"

"Based on the \u003cSafe Magic Technology Promotion Agreement\u003e, this is an international law signed by the Empire more than 60 years ago. We have reason to suspect that this starship uses alchemical technology that is not in compliance with regulations and standards. Otherwise, how could it successfully evade our pursuit for decades?

"Thank you for not taking away the drive tables of the two apprentices when you kidnapped them. Finally, we tracked them here."

The court baron's eyes darkened, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood and followed the late emperor.