"Sit down."

Just as Joshua was observing the Israel figure list, the emperor waved his hand and signaled the warrior to find a seat to sit down. He himself returned to the armchair behind the desk, and then slowly said: "I know that there are very few people who are secretly injured. Teacher Nostradamus is one, and Dimore probably understands it, but Joshua, you are the first to see it yourself."

At this time, Isrell was not as full of the majesty of the overlord as before. At first glance, he seemed to be just a middle-aged warrior with dark golden hair and a peaceful expression, without the momentum and majesty of a legendary strong man.

"Thank you, but no need."

Turning his eyes from the character list, Joshua, who had already understood a lot of things, did not find a chair to sit down and slowly chat with His Majesty the Emperor in front of him. He shook his head and then simply said: "The purpose of my visit to Morley Palace is to make your secret wounds, and other than that, it is redundant."

The warrior's actions have always been so direct. Under Isrel's dissatisfaction, Joshua stood there and began to tell calmly: "Your Majesty, your secret injury is probably because you were cursed by the orc shaman decades ago. It is a curse arrow containing shadow energy. It pierced into your back, and although it did not penetrate the kidneys, it was close to the spine."

"Awesome." Isrel was originally a little unhappy because Joshua did not obey his kindness, but instead spoke on his own. However, after listening to this narrative, his eyes widened slightly and he exclaimed in a low voice: "The analysis is good at all."

It seemed as if he did not see the surprised expression of the emperor in front of him, the warrior continued to narrate.

"At that time, you should be fighting hard on the battlefield, so you ignored this curse and continued to activate the fighting spirit to fight the enemy." Speaking of this, Joshua shook his head and said with regret: "The battle lasted for a long time, probably more than one day. The curse power that could have been easily expelled was assimilated with your power, and even penetrated into the essence of life, causing your life to be lost until now."

"This is indeed a very difficult dark wound. It is no longer a curse, but has become a part of your life. If you want to heal it, you must sublimate the essence of life. However, the legendary powerful man has reached the limit of extraordinary things in the world of Mycrov. This is the ultimate in a sense, and it is almost impossible to sublimate it."

Isrell was about to speak, but saw Joshua groping in his arms for a while, and then seriously took out a small transparent crystal. His expression was so solemn that His Majesty the Emperor could not help but turn his eyes to this crystal.

Without any hesitation, Joshua directly placed the crystal in his hand on Isrell's desk. He said in a tone without any nostalgia: "Unless..."

"Unless, I take the first step towards the realm of the gods."

After interrupting the warrior's words, Isrel solemnly picked up the transparent crystal on the desk. The moment the crystal touched his finger, it immediately released a violent lightning-like energy. If an ordinary golden strong man or even inattentive and inattentive, he would suffer a great loss, but how could the legendary warrior's power be able to resist?

Even when he couldn't breathe, the lightning energy turned into nothingness, and the crystal was held in his hand by the Emperor. He stared at the ordinary crystal and said with emotion: "The first step is to condense the divinity."

"This is a crystal of restless divine power, which should come from the one in the box of Eribos."

Putting the divine crystal aside, Isrel was silent for a while. He turned his head and looked at Joshua, who is still expressionless now, and whispered: "You could have left it yourself, or find a good time to sell it. No matter what, you shouldn't have placed it on my desk so easily."

"Why?"

With the strength of the legendary warrior, Isrell can naturally analyze the power in this restless divine nature, thereby condensing his own divine power bit by bit, sublimating the essence of his life. This is more reliable than waiting for the agent of the God of Life to come and hold a divine healing ceremony for him, and can also enhance his strength.

But why? He was puzzled by this. Joshua solved the incident of the Eribos Box and unexpectedly obtained a divine crystal. This incident was not surprising, but the warrior actually gave it to himself so generously that even though he was as generous as Isrel, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself.

"Why?" He repeated the Emperor's doubts softly. Joshua's expression looked relaxed. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are a legendary strongman. It takes a lot of time for me to catch up with your strength."

After all, this is a real world. Unlike the previous life, there are no endless wild monsters and copies. In fact, if it weren't for the almost endless chaos army in another world, the warriors might not have been able to reach the extreme intention. Thinking of this, he shrugged and said, "I want to fight you once, not just suppress the exchange of strength. If your Majesty, you died before that time, I would be very regretful."

Isrell's death in his previous life was about five or six years later. Now the era has been changed by him, so Joshua also knows whether the other party's death will be advanced or delayed, but no matter what, he will not dare to exaggerate the middle and high levels of the legendary realm within five or six years.

"By the way, there are some things to pay attention to."

Thinking of this, he also specifically explained to Isreel some dangers about divinity. As a unique power, the divinity of others can only be learned but cannot be imitated. The divinity of those who like fighting is completely different from the divinity of those who love peace. For one person, the perfect power is extremely poisonous to another person.

His Majesty the Emperor in his previous life should have also obtained this divine crystal, but he still died. I think he didn't notice this. The divine nature of the God of Despair and Luck is indeed a bit inconsistent with the emperors like Isrel, and this must be paid attention to.

"You helped me a lot, Joshua."

After listening to Joshua's explanation quietly, Isrell's expression gradually changed from cautious to joy, and then from joy to calm. He stood up and said to the warrior in a formal and serious tone; "Is this also from the knowledge in the inheritance of sages?"

Without an answer, Joshua's expressionless face, and His Majesty the Emperor regarded it as his accusation, and his eyes became a little emotional: "For a long time, those who treated me could not even see the root of my injury. Even if I saw it clearly, I could not propose an effective treatment plan. Even if it was the God-Healing Rite of the Seven Gods Church, to be honest, it would be just a dead horse to treat it as a living horse."

"What do you want?"

Without too much nonsense, Isrell stared into Joshua's eyes and said directly: "The Demonic Incident, the Box of Eribos, and my injuries, you have helped me a lot, but I have not given you the reward you deserve, but now I can't delay it. Tell me, warrior, as long as it is not too much, the Empire can satisfy all your wishes."

"What do you want?"

A little stunned, Joshua didn't really think so much: "It's really hard to say."

The reason he came to treat Isrell was very simple, it was the one he mentioned before. He didn't want such a strong man to die so early, and he didn't even have a chance to fight. Perhaps the warrior also thought of retaining a legendary combat power for the future battle of the abyss, but that priority was relatively low.

So what exactly does he want? Territory, title, money, Joshua doesn't care about any of them, glory, opportunities for battle, extraordinary materials that can make himself stronger, these are more reliable.

But the warrior believed that these things did not require the gift or reward from others, and he could get them by himself. This time, Joshua decided to go to Far South for these purposes

Some people want to be the strongest, just like men want to conquer everything and eagles want to fly higher, is an instinct.

But he did not have those obsessions. Joshua didn't care about the title of the strongest. Of course, anyone who wants to become the strongest must have a match with him once, but this is no longer related to his wish.

"Think about it carefully, I don't really want anything."

After thinking for a long time, Joshua frowned and was surprised to find that he lived like a Puritan, but the warrior himself had no desires and no desires, which did not mean that the others around him were like this: "But, Your Majesty, do you know how to strengthen the divine machine?"

His tone of this sentence was very sincere, with a hint of urgency.

Ying and Rin, these two children, fought with him all the way, loyal and helped the soldiers a lot. Without them, Joshua could not have imagined how he would just handle the internal affairs of the territory by himself, but even so, the soldiers understood that they could no longer keep up with their own strength.

The Divine Machine is a weapon created by the Radcliffe family against the chaos monsters of the evil gods of the famine. The strength of the heads of the Radcliffe family in the past dynasties, even with the power of order inherited from previous dynasties, is only at the level of gold.

Joshua has reached the extreme state of mind. Although the divine machine designed for the golden-level battle has some self-enhancement functions, the improvement is far less than the progress of the warriors.

One day, Ying and Lin would definitely not be able to keep up with his pace. Thinking of the young girl's disheartened expression because she could not fight with her, Joshua's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"It's indeed difficult to strengthen the magic machine."

Repeated with some confusion, Isrell pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "But for the empire, it's just to spend a little more time. Compared to the contributions you made by Radcliff, it's simply not worth mentioning that you are going to Far South now. I can instruct the people below to prepare. When you return from Far South, the materials and manpower for strengthening the Divine Machine should be prepared."

After saying that, he frowned and said, "That's all? Joshua, this is just a few more weapons. Do you have anything else you want?"

"…The Winter Castle Academy in my territory is missing a knight teacher."

Joshua, who also frowned and thought for a long time, finally found another thing he probably needed: "The teacher of the warrior and the ranger, they said that they had found a suitable candidate, but the Knight instructor was not so easy to find."

Isrell shook his head gently: "This requirement is simpler than before. Whether it is active or retired, you can choose as long as you need it. I think they will definitely not reject your request."

Originally, His Majesty the Emperor wanted to continue asking the warriors what they needed, but he also found that for people like Joshua, he prefers to obtain the "needed things" by himself, so he had to give up.

After determining some details on strengthening the magic machine and selecting the instructor, Joshua said goodbye like this. He has always been so direct and has achieved his goal and left without hesitation.

Isrell sat in the armchair behind the desk. He looked at the divine crystal in his hand, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What a careless young man."

Holding the crystal in his hand tightly, the Emperor Majesty said to himself softly: "I haven't seen such a pure desire to fight for a long time."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but remember the look that Joshua inadvertently showed from the corner of his eyes when he was thinking about his wishes.

It was like the most ferocious beast, extremely bloodthirsty and full of dangerous gazes.

"Did you treat me as the prey you will hunt in the future? That's his wish? Challenge the strong, constantly challenge the strong."

Not at all angry about this, Isrell showed an excited smile instead: "That's why I came to tell me the treatment method, it's okay to not let me die before he can challenge it. It's better to say that with this kind of courage, it's hundreds of times better than the group of sons who have been waiting for me to die. This is the real warrior, always looking forward, never retreating, and disdain to hide the thoughts in my heart."

But after laughing, his eyes gradually became deeper.

"It is precisely because of this pure that it is extremely dangerous."

Speaking of this, Isrell couldn't help but fall into silence.

If Joshua had no territory, he was not a nobleman of the empire.

He had no leaders who needed care, no divine mechanism that made him care about, no friends who deserved attention, no subordinates, nothing that could bind him... If Joshua, a pure fight, would this be free to grow on the mainland?

If he had not died in the battle, and became stronger and stronger, and had been marching towards the end of the world and the top of the sky, what a terrible existence he would have become?

Pure pursuit of fighting, and with such talent...

He will eventually let everything go to destruction in battle.

"But fortunately, he is still alone now."

Putting away the divine crystal in his hand, Isrell picked up the book on the desk again. He turned to look in the direction where Joshua left, and his mouth slightly raised: "A man with a leader, a friend, a divine machine and something worth caring about."

Speaking of this, the emperor's majesty suddenly looked stunned. He seemed to have thought of a good idea: "If this is the case, just give that thing to him directly."

"I think he will definitely like it."
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