How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

The queen obviously felt that this matter was absurd, and said helplessly: "You worry too much."

But the members of the Council of Elders were obviously not like the queen. They frowned and looked at Gregory: "Your Highness, you need to show evidence."

The death of the old emperor was a major event, and it was also a major event to wrong a nobleman—the Senate, as the handling and adjudication office of the royal family and noble affairs, most upheld the dignity and decency of the nobles.

"The Royal Knights can prove that the traces of the two were found near the palace, and the Imperial Magicians have a way to test whether my father's death is related to magic. When I came to see my father yesterday, he was still in good spirits. It is a sign that His Majesty's health is getting better, if it is not an accident, it is impossible for the disease to take his father's life overnight." Gregory has a reason.

"Your Highness Isis, you still need to explain your Majesty's situation last night carefully."

From the slightly changed expression of the queen, it can be seen that she was a little shaken.

"Midnight... at midnight," she suddenly opened her eyes wide, "Your Majesty's condition worsened at midnight."

"It took a long time for His Majesty to fall asleep. The doctor didn't find out the problem, and I was by my side. The servants took care of His Majesty, and then I fell asleep. When I checked His Majesty's condition in the morning, he felt cold..." The Queen said: "The servants are not allowed to touch His Majesty, and they didn't even notice."

"The doctor checked it immediately, and it turned out that His Majesty's body is already very weak." The Queen's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Then—then it can no longer be recovered."

The senators summoned the physicians, and the result was this: they could find no cause, and nothing they had learned could account for the sudden death.

And Lin Wei knew.

Not just him, oracle—even the wizards of the Empire knew about it.

With Gregory's previous guidance, people like them who know magic will think that this is the result of a magical attack.

Sometimes, even if the magic is not strong enough to kill in one blow, the magical elements will eat away at the injured person's body in the next period of time, and even cause death.

When Lin Wei and his party met the knight brothers and sisters in Crescent Town, the comatose Nigel was in a similar situation-the wound was not a big deal, but the remnants of the magic attack threatened his life at all times.

Lin Wei didn't say a word, just listened.

He slowly shook Duan Yu's hand, then let it go.

He would occasionally make such movements when he was upset, but now it was different, with more force and slower movements-this time he was saying: Don't move, I'm sure.

Lin Wei was already very confident in the tacit understanding between each other, and now he added the vague connection of the soul contract. He knew that the magician could understand what he meant.

At this time, the attitude of the elders was still objective: "The imperial palace has always been heavily guarded."

"That's because you don't understand magic." Gregory said slowly, the texture of his voice originally contained a certain kind of categorical coldness, and the way he spoke often made people involuntarily be led to think about it.

"At first I just thought that magicians had strong attack power, but this time on Siren Island, I saw another special feature of the magic world. Their alchemists prepared all kinds of weird potions, developed magic tools, and manipulated things that we thought people couldn't do. Each of the things manipulated has effects that we can't even imagine."

"I have no doubt that a magician can pass through the guards and enter the palace - we all remember the theft of the imperial treasury before." Gregory's eyes were cold and sharp: "In addition, I have evidence to prove that Didis And his friends also have that ability."

Probably due to the order of the eldest prince, the palace guards have gathered here quietly.The elder looked at Lin Wei and Duanyu, then turned to Gregory: "I would like to hear more about it."

"The Imperial Defense Department can check the entry and exit records of the city gates on any day. 30 days ago, Master Tidis returned to the imperial capital. After being inspected by the city guard captain, Lin Wei was the only one who entered the city except for the coachman. In fact, there was at least one other person. The magician went into the city together."

There was a hint of a cold smile in Gregory's tone: "I was impressed by a beautiful red-haired lady on the streets of the West End, and the accompanying Seth Angle can prove that some shopkeepers on Sixth Street in the West End I will also have an impression of this lady. In fact, this lady is Lin Wei's peer at the Magic Academy, and she is also one of the visitors to the magic world."

"At the same time, I have one more thing that I am very curious about." Gregory stared at Lin Wei: "Master Tidis, where are the other two visitors from the magical world?"

The scene fell into a silence where no one spoke, but it was broken by one of the doctors after a while: "Magic... Your Highness—maybe it can be explained! There are indeed such examples in the towns on the edge of the central forest. If you get down, you will quickly weaken!"

Gregory smiled.

The elders were thoughtful, while the queen looked pale and looked at Lin Wei hesitantly.

"I hope to get an explanation, Master Didis." said the most senior of the elders.

"I'm willing to give an explanation," Lin Wei said calmly, "but I want a trial at the highest level."

The elders discussed in a low voice, and the one who spoke first replied: "Of course, you have the right to make this request."

Lin Wei was placed under house arrest and guarded by an imperial magician.

Of course, he was not alone under house arrest.

The magician with the same suspicion as him received the same treatment, but the two were not under house arrest in the same room.

Lin Wei wondered how long he would be under house arrest.

The highest-level trial is a trial jointly witnessed by the Senate, the Noble Council, and at least one direct line of the royal family. There are two situations in which the event is dealt with: it has caused great harm to the empire, or the person being judged is extremely noble.

His crime must satisfy the former one... It's just that the Senate does not know whether it meets the second one.

Lin Wei naturally knew the sensitivity and operability of his identity.

His identity is really a bit embarrassing - he is no longer a citizen of the empire legally, but he is still the eldest son of Didis by blood. It is true that he can put aside his relationship with the empire and the family, but he cannot do so .

To deal with themselves is to directly suppress the Didis family without showing their sharpness—it will not hurt their dignity. What they deal with is only the murderer who is suspected of assassinating the emperor, not the son of the duke.

Even better, at the same time, Didis's prestige and image will be greatly reduced. Their son colludes with the wizarding world and fights against the empire with the magician!

If he resists, it will be considered as "escape" - with their ability, they can naturally resist, and they will not be put under house arrest at all.

He knew that Gregory's move was not aimed at himself, but at the Tidis family. On the one hand, the suspicion of "collaboration with the magical world" was hanging over his head. Once the army was used, he could be directly charged with treason .On the other hand, even a large army has to be carefully considered in the face of the magician army.

The power of magic, and the name of the tyrant, used the two to restrain Thedis' force and cut off the biggest force that the second prince Bran relied on.

In this way, my situation is indeed gloomy.

But the most difficult thing to solve is not this.

Who killed the old emperor, is this person a cooperative relationship with Gregory?

Without this murder, it would be impossible for Gregory to put himself under suspicion so smoothly, or in other words, it would be impossible to do anything to himself.The eldest prince's remarks this morning were definitely premeditated - he even brought out those trivial things that he thought were insignificant 30 days ago.

Lin Wei felt a little regretful—he thought too much when he was on Siren Island, and he didn't directly deal with this Highness.

But he still had a guess that he had to take seriously: could this person be one of the gods, or simply the goddess of light?

The goddess of light attacked herself with spiritual power instead of magic, which proved that although she was awake, she had not fully recovered. She could neither come to the imperial capital in person, nor reach the point where she could kill herself with a magic attack from a long distance.

But she is still able to perform some magical attacks, such as slowly killing the extremely weak emperor.

If the guess is true, then the situation in the magical world and the mainland coincided surprisingly—no matter what Lin Wei's identity was, he was absolutely opposite to that woman.

Lin Wei regained consciousness from his thoughts, and walked to the wall next to it - the next door was the sentence.

He closed his eyes, stretched out the tentacles of his soul, and pushed forward the contract again.

Probably because that guy wasn't around, his tolerance for pain increased again, so he was extra cruel to himself.

Enduring the severe pain in his soul and sharp tinnitus, he struggled to raise his consciousness in the sea of ​​stars, and finally advanced the contract to the point where he could communicate with each other easily.

The soul at the highest point of the star sea caressed a mass of scarred light across the vast river of light.

Lin Wei felt that there was no longer a vague connection, and he shrank instinctively because of the difference in soul level, but he couldn't help but indulge in the gentle connection, which was very tormented.

Can you hear me?he asked in soul communication.

--Can.

Are you ok?

--Um.

I have to go.

--Be careful.

wait me back.

Lin Wei summoned a spirit-type monster. If this thing tries its best, it can interfere with the consciousness of the guardian magician and create the illusion that he is still in their consciousness. However, this illusion is very thin, and if you are not careful, you will was broken, so he was left alone.

He struck the plectrum and returned to the swamp.

In the underground palace, there are Haiti, Daniel, A Lan and several other members of the Valley of Elements.

Haiti saw Lin Wei for the first time, and noticed his weak and tired face that could not be concealed: "Lin Wei——what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Lin Wei shook his head and looked at them: "Shui Lan and A Lan stay here, you follow me."

He came to the palace of the goddess Katanafia, plucked the strings, and opened the soul passage to the imperial capital.

"Use the invisibility potion, go back to the imperial capital, and go to the Duke." He took off the so-called "Elf's Tears", handed it to Daniel, and said to him, "Help me protect the Duke...help him when necessary, you may be very angry with him." God's own magician."

Before Daniel could respond to the "Mage of the Empire", he then said to Daniel: "The affairs of the imperial capital, as well as these magicians, are all left to you."

When the summoner and the alchemist met together, they would always taunt each other and play around constantly. This was the only time when they made a serious entrustment.

Daniel actually didn't know, he didn't know the situation in the imperial capital, and he didn't know what he was going to face, but he knew that this was what he wanted to do.

The green-robed alchemist nodded.

Daniel was the last one to drip the invisibility potion on himself, and disappeared at the entrance of the passage.

Lin Wei watched them leave, and the soul channel disappeared.

Goddess's soul breath has been trying to drag him into the hallucination of 1000 years ago, he tore himself out of it, plucked the strings leading to the valley of sharp gold - the situation changed, he didn't know that Adrisig would Where to go, the Valley of Sharp Gold is the only reliable place he can think of.

The cold wind from the north brought snowflakes to his face, and he was only wearing the summer morning coat of an aristocrat.

The thick elemental turbulence came immediately, eroding the skin of his whole body.

Sandra was summoned to protect her master with a five-color barrier—this barrier is not strong enough to completely block the turbulence, but it is better than nothing.

Lin Wei looked up blankly at the thick gray sky dotted with flying snowflakes in the north.

The turbulent flow of elements passing through the five-color barrier suddenly disappeared. Someone put a snow-white magic robe on him from behind, and the biting cold wind was blocked by the special texture.

"Little guy," a man's voice sounded behind him: "Your body is very fragile, this is not a place where you can come here casually."

Lin Wei gathered the robe on his body, and looked back to see a handsome face with a slight smile.

"Sir." He struggled with what to call for a while, and finally chose a very well-behaved one, which is commonly used by young magicians to call other magicians.

Inexplicably, the man felt that Lin Wei's lowered eyelashes looked very cute, so he reached out and stroked his black hair.

"I only have this place to come," Lin Wei said, "I don't know where to go—can you tell me?"

At the same time, the imperial capital.

The magician in the room woke up from meditation, and before his eyes was still the scene that he saw after his mental power was extremely dispersed, and the entire continent was surrounded by vertical and horizontal golden rays of light.

The mass of white that he was thinking about drifted alone to unknown places and unknown dangers.

The magician rolled up the sleeves of his snow-white robe, revealing his graceful and powerful wrists, with light blue blood vessels faintly visible.

The blade was controlled by him, and a long bloodstain was drawn, and the blood dripped out.

He used this blood to draw some kind of ancient and mysterious magic circle, and finally his left hand brushed against the scar in vain.

The blood suddenly changed color, from bright red to clear dark gold, with a bright and sharp light, flowing back to the wound with the movement of the left hand.

The wound healed after a while.