Emperor Fire

Soso obviously didn't know that his outstanding performance at the critical moment had won the approval of the patriarch of the Danya family.At this moment, he was using wind magic to lift himself up to the height of the second floor of the palace, looking for something room by room along the windows.

Benedict.

A faint knock on the window awakened Frank, who was in deep thought.He looked back and saw Soso wearing beige silk pajamas, his whole body stuck to the window, looking at him blinking.Frank stood up hurriedly and opened the window.

"Your Highness." Knowing that Soso is protected by the wrath elves, and that such a height will not cause any harm to him, Frank was still startled by his behavior, "Didn't His Royal Highness say that His Royal Highness is resting and cannot come down yet?" bed?"

Suo Suo Dao made a boo gesture, "I'm here to see Otis."

Frank's shoulders slumped, "He hasn't woken up yet."

Sosuo walked to the bed, looked down at Otis' pale face, and asked worriedly, "Is there no way to wake him up?"

Frank shook his head and said, "He's exhausted mentally. Dean Olivia and Master Vincent are helpless."

Suo Suo said: "Maybe I can ask the tutors of St. Padres Academy of Magic to help. Ah, I'm not saying that the tutors of St. Padres are better than the head of the school and Master Vincent, I just think maybe they can help a little .”

Frank said: "You don't worry too much. For me, any method is worth trying, even if it is undead magic."

Soso asked in surprise, "Undead magic?"

Frank nodded and said: "Master Vincent said that necromancers are the magicians who have the most profound research on spiritual power, so maybe there is a way to solve the current situation of Otis." He looked at Otis quietly for a while, then turned his head and realized Suo Suo looked at himself hesitantly, with a very tangled expression. "What's wrong?"

Soso bit his lower lip and said, "Are you going to use undead magic?"

"Me?" Frank looked at him suspiciously.

Soso lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, I will keep the secret for you. But I heard that using undead magic is a dangerous thing, so I hope you can think carefully before making a decision."

"I do want to seek help from undead magic, but this does not mean that I am learning undead magic myself." Frank sighed, "And undead magic requires a lot of mental power, even if I want to learn it, I'm afraid I can't learn it immediately .”

Suo Suo said in surprise, "But I saw you watching "Empty After Death" the other day."

""The Ethereal After Death"?" Frank was stunned for a moment before suddenly asking, "You mean the horror novel?"

Suo Suo repeated blankly: "A horror novel?"

"Yeah, a very popular horror novel. I was using it to pass the time a while ago." Frank suddenly remembered something, "Did you tell anyone that I was reading a book about the undead?"

Soso blushed and said, "I told Otis. I thought you were learning necromancer magic, so I hope he can persuade you. After all, necromancer is not a popular profession in Dream Continent."

Frank took out a gold ring inlaid with purple crystals from the interspatial bag with a dazed expression.

"What is this?" Soso asked curiously.

Frank said: "The ring that has been bathed in the power of light, many people use it to deal with necromancers. But in fact, the threat this ring poses to necromancers in a short period of time is extremely limited, but it can be used to cover up the undead mages Breath." He squeezed the ring in his palm.He had always thought that this gift that mysteriously appeared by the bedside was given by an elder of the family as a prank to defend himself, but he never expected...

He turned around slowly, knelt down beside the bed, took Otis's hand with both hands and put it gently to his lips, "You still owe me a lot of answers, Otis. You can't just let me live my whole life in your design." Among the puzzles below."

Suo Suo thought for a while, and suddenly rushed out the door with bare feet.

There were guards guarding the corridor outside the door, and he was surprised when he came out and said, "His Royal Highness Suosuo."

Suo Suo said, "Do you know where Xi Luo is?"

The guard said: "His Royal Highness seems to be heading for the conference room on the first floor."

Today is a fine day, sunny and sunny.On such a day, it is obviously a very pleasant thing to take a nap under the sunshine.

However, the curtains of the conference room on the first floor were all drawn, and the only light was a silver candlestick.

Two old men who looked close to seventy years old were arranged on both sides of the conference table, one on the left and one on the right.They sat quietly, their eyes fixed on the tabletop, their expressions were serene, and they seemed to be unaffected by the heavy iron shackles on their bodies.

"I'm sorry to meet again on such an occasion." Si Luo sat on the main seat, crossed his fingers, and said calmly, "But I think you should have expected this day."

The old man on the left raised his head slowly and said, "I think His Royal Highness must have misremembered. This is the first time we have met."

Ciro leaned back, with an inscrutable smile, "Do you still remember...Pedlica?"

The old man on the left said without changing his face: "I don't understand what Your Highness means."

Ciro said: "I respect the elders, although their memory always makes me worry that one day they will even forget their gender. I would like to remind you a little bit, on the second floor of the Great Hall of the Empire, my father called Petrika, So a strange space magic circle appeared under my feet. A great magician dragged me into this space magic circle, and then I appeared in the castle on the other side of the empire."

The old man on the left said: "I'm sorry to hear such a story about father and son killing each other."

Ciro smiled and said: "I'm used to it. The story of the Castaron family has always been talked about by the entire Dreamland, and I don't mind adding a little more material to it. Why did the self-proclaimed Priest of the God of Light be involved in such a sad story of father-son cannibalism?"

The old man on the left said: "Your Highness, as the future heir of the Banding Empire, I hope you will be cautious about your words and deeds! Because this is likely to bring catastrophe to your empire."

Ciro said: "Is this a threat? After you encouraged my father to deal with his child? Or after you assassinated my father?"

The old man on the left said: "Your Highness, don't you think your reasoning is full of flaws? If I joined forces with your father, why would I assassinate him?"

Xi Luo said: "Maybe it's because you found that the benefits that the God of Light can get from my father are too little to feed your insatiable stomach, or because you want to blame it on me to seek The greater good. There are many people in this world who split up, and they can always find some good and reasonable reasons."

The old man on the left said: "What you said from just now to now is completely groundless."

Siro tapped his fingers on the long conference table and said, "Yes, there is no basis."

The old man on the left suddenly gained a lot of confidence, "Don't you think that as the heir to the empire, your irresponsible words and deeds are too frivolous?"

Ciro shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said, "This is my empire. For me, some things don't need evidence."

The face of the old man on the left changed.

Ciro looked at the old man on the right, "From the moment you chose to stand beside my father and attack me, you should have expected today."

The old man on the right didn't respond at all, and was still sitting there motionless.

The old man on the left took the initiative to speak and said, "Your Highness, what exactly do you want?"

Ciro said: "His Majesty the Pope wants to exchange you with supplies."

Although it made them uncomfortable to compare them with supplies, the old man on the left was still very excited at the thought of going back. "Oh, really? The current empire really needs material support."

Ciro said: "But I want to add one more condition."

The old man on the left warned: "What conditions?"

Ciro said: "Save a person."

The old man on the left breathed a sigh of relief, "The merciful Goddess of Light is omnipotent. As long as you have a devout belief, the pain and pain will go away from your life."

Ciro's eyes lit up, "Including mental overdraft?"

The old man on the left was stunned, "Mental overdraft? Is he unconscious? How many days?"

Ciro said, "Five days."

The brilliance on the face of the old man on the left slowly disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "Perhaps, you can discuss other conditions with the Pope."

Ciro stared at him, "Isn't the goddess of light omnipotent?"

"Of course the Goddess of Light is omnipotent!" The old man on the left retorted earnestly, with a look of sadness on his face again, "But mental exhaustion is not a physical injury."

Ciro observed his expression carefully, thinking that he was not hiding anything.In other words, the aspect of mental overdraft does not belong to the jurisdiction of the Goddess of Light. "Thank you for your cooperation." He got up and left.

The old man on the left shouted behind him unwillingly: "You haven't said whether you want to let us go back?"

Ciro paused, turned back and smiled and said, "I think this matter needs to be decided by the parliament."

The old man on the left asked, "How long will it take?"

"I don't know." Shiro shrugged. "You know that a lot of things have happened in the imperial capital recently. We must solve these things first. At least wait until the imperial capital is rebuilt."

"..."

Coming out of the meeting room, Ciro saw Soso rushing down the stairs barefoot, and immediately frowned, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Suo Suo froze for a moment, shrunk his neck subconsciously and said, "Because you put away your shoes."

Ciro thought about it, and it seemed that there was such a thing. "That's to keep you from getting out of bed."

Suo Suo said, "But I'm completely healed."

Ciro bent down and hugged him by the waist, "More rest is always good for your body."

Sosuo obediently put his arms around his neck and said, "I have an idea."

"Ok?"

"I want to go back to St. Padres." Soso blinked and looked at him expectantly.

Shiro held his hand tightly and continued to walk upstairs.

Suo Suo said: "There are many books in St. Padres, I think there may be a way to help Otis wake up."

Xi Luo said: "I can send an envoy to ask."

Suo Suo said, "But I'm a student there, so it's more convenient for me to go."

Ciro put him down suddenly.

Soso raised his head blankly.

Ciro bowed his head and said solemnly, "Soso Vantra."

Suo Suo was stunned, and his expression became tense involuntarily.In his memory, Xi Luo rarely called him by his first and last name like this, except when introducing him in front of others, that was... the time when he proposed.

"Do you still remember what I said when I proposed marriage?" Ciro repeated word by word, "I, Ciro Castron, as the crown prince of the Banding Empire, formally propose marriage to you. I hope you can join me in guarding this beautiful and rich country and bringing peace and happiness to the friendly people."

Soso blushed shyly.Although this is not the first time I have heard this sentence, if I add up the number of times I have dreamed in my dreams, there may be five or six times.But every time he heard him, he couldn't help but make his heart beat faster.

"At the moment when the empire is in crisis, you have fulfilled your duty as the future queen of the empire." Ciro lifted his chin gently with his fingers and looked at him seriously, "But I hope that the empire will be under your eyes more." Here is not only a duty, but also a destination.”