The Lord's Mansion

Ai Qi sat upright with her legs crossed, her charming and restrained, and her rare seriousness.

Tara and four other maids were also present, and they were relieved when they saw Li Rui coming.

Li Rui asked directly: "Who colluded with the rebel lords?"

Aiqi stroked her sister's head, with a hint of confusion in her solemnity.

"There are indeed external forces instigating these incompetent goods, and the one who dominates this matter is 'Kate Weaver'!"

Li Rui was surprised: "No way? How could it be him?"

I have seen this person many times and I am sure that he is just as obsessed with knowledge as the legend has no interest in all kinds of bad things.

He even bravely made his first appearance without knowing anything about Ling Ri!

You must know that this is definitely an extremely dangerous thing, and you must have the courage that ordinary people do not have! So Li Rui has always admired him very much.

Aiqi said affirmatively: "Multiple internal advisers, and another lord sent a message. It was very certain that the weaver Kate was organizing the lords in the southern border. He just didn't know what they were planning, but it was definitely not a trivial matter!"

Aiqi is even more confused than Li Rui. Kate once served as the "Southern Corner of the Original Blood Sect". The two sides have dealt with each other a lot, so they know better.

"This person has no desires, no limits, and is extremely generous, and will teach children who have the talent of the caster equally.

After staying in the southern border for ten years, the only requirement I made was to borrow the knowledge collected by the Yanjing family, especially the notes of the Elves Fa Master.

If he wants to make trouble, he has a better chance before, so why did he come back to make trouble after leaving office?”

Ai Qi couldn't figure it out.

Li Rui couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He stretched out his body and the air around him boiled.

"It doesn't matter, make a plan to subdue the rebel lord as soon as possible."

After staying in the God-Choosen Land for a long time, he now likes the refreshing way of dealing with it directly.

Ai Qi gave Li Rui a blank look. Compared to the rough method, she prefers to strip her opponents layer by layer to ensure her own advantage and win slowly but steadily.

But looking at the young man who couldn't wait to help, Ai Qi felt that there was a man who was completely on his side without reservation... quite good!

The restrained charm couldn't help but spread.

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The "Imperial City Circle" looks like an endless plain, with occasional decorations of small hills.

For thousands of years, this place has become the rear of human beings, and all alien races and monsters have been strangled to death. This is the only place in the empire where civilians can travel freely between cities.

Kate, the weaver, stood on the tower and looked at the leisurely people of the imperial capital, standing beside him four people with hooded faces that could not be seen clearly.

"Give me a few minutes and ask him again at the end."

A crisp and sweet voice replied: "Don't worry, time is plenty, you can talk as much as possible."

Kate sighed and walked into the room.

The Patriarch Sardin has been very excited recently and has done his best to calm the images caused by the "snow disaster".

A conversation with Li Rui made him suddenly realize.

It is unrealistic to try to solve the big crisis once and for all in a short period of time. There are many ways to save the world. Do what is happening in front of you and wait for the future!

"I wonder how I will judge me in history books?"

The lifespan of the 500-year gold level is not as long as you imagined. The strong will often do their best to extend their lifespan, but this is limiting. When Sardin is time to consider his funeral.

As a spellcaster who read a lot of books and the essential power of the empire, his pursuit has also been sublimated, thinking about how future generations evaluate themselves.

At this time, my friend and subordinate Kate came over.

Sardin put away his thoughts and focused on communicating his work:

"What is the Alchemy Association doing? It is actually still in the mood to repair the urban protective magic circle. How could there be monsters besieging the imperial capital? Isn't it good for them to help resettle the victims?"

The densely populated cities around are the best defenses in the imperial capital, and a large number of golden-level extraordinary people are better than any magic array.

Kate looked at his friend's messy documents all over the room and knew that he had been busy all night.

Walking to the spacious and luxurious desk, I opened the chair and sat down slowly. "Asa, do you remember the days when we studied with the teacher together? I miss that time very much."

Sardin looked up at his friends, which was their childhood name.

"We were only 4 years old when we became the apprentices of Mr. Narcha. Time flies. Before we knew it, we are all old. Why do we suddenly ask this? Akai, I know you don't like your current life, but I have no one to trust. We shoulder the future of the human race, and we must not give up easily!"

Sardin was in charge of the central government and delegated many of his work to his most trusted partners. He knew that his friends did not like this kind of thing, but there was nothing he could do.

Kate did not bother with such things, but instead led to an embarrassing topic:

"What did you think about Teacher Nalcha's transformation into a dead man back then?"

Sardin said disgusted: "What else can I think? I'm just afraid of my own death. There are many spellcasters who have transformed themselves into the undead since ancient times, but the teacher is too much. He calls himself the "Emperor of the Undead" and causes natural disasters. He also wants to turn us all into the undead and continue to serve him. Many good classmates died at that time, otherwise why would no one be available? Fortunately, the ancestor of Green Ridge killed it, otherwise he didn't know how much disaster it would cause!"

Sardin had a lot of opinions about his idiot teacher, calmed down and said firmly:

"So, it's hard to say whether the 'undead' revival is still a matter of revival. I can't imagine that the teacher would do such a stupid thing. I have decided - use cremation after death! I don't want to become a messy monster."

Some strong men in the God-Choosen Land like to follow ancient customs - to repair the tomb in advance and lie in before dying. Let the bodies that have turned into dead serve as guards of the tomb.

Kate listened quietly and said calmly:

"Assa, ordinary undead transformations do affect the mind. It is also beneficial to become undead, at least you don't have to worry about the decline of Ling Ri. Haven't you often said recently that there is hope for 'live'? I think you can consider another way out?"

Sardin suddenly stood up: "What do you mean?"

Kate's expression remained unchanged: "After I came back from Lingri, I felt that the 'Chaixin Plan' could not be successful. When I was thinking hard, the people from the Lingling Sect contacted me. I know you don't like them, but the Lingling Sect was also founded by ancient sages. The purpose was to deal with the crisis of Lingri's extinction. It was no different from my religion, but it was just a different concept!"

Sardin looked at his friend in disbelief, and Kate ignored his gaze and continued:

"The Converted Sect has made breakthrough progress in research on the undead spells for thousands of years! - They have developed the great 'blood clan transformation'!"
Chapter completed!