The emperor's request was an order. The craftsmen and servants worked hard to remove the heavy box from the car and dragged it into the hall of the throne. The swords and swords squeezed and collided with each other, and the sounds were endless, as if they had already had a premonition of the tragic fate they were about to face.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Lei Tingbai finally changed the name and no longer used "you" to talk to Feiqi.
"I want to create an impressive throne, come and help me. I will listen to my command and throw the sword to me. I will not dare to do this work by craftsmen and servants."
"Hehe, throwing a sharp blade at His Majesty the Emperor is indeed the only one who can do this job. I think even Sister Shani will choose to hand it over because she is worried that you will be injured. Maybe the blade is facing you and the hilt is facing you."
"You don't know her well enough when you think so." Feiqi smiled and touched Thunder's soft white hair, and then came to his throne. The original design of throne was placed on the seven-story steps. Feiqi did not want to keep the steps, but found that the lifting of the steps was part of the vault downstairs. Unless you wanted to create a big hole, it could not be removed, so he had to give up. The old throne - in fact, it can't be said that. Andrew used it for not long. In fact, the throne was still very new - given to Delmond by Feiqi, and had been moved to the lighthouse collar. After the castle there was repaired, it would be placed in. At present, His Majesty's throne is the high-backed wooden seat moved from the original council hall, and the armrests were removed to force the highlighting of the uniqueness.
Fitch stood beside the wooden chair, reached out and touched it, and the flames burned. He began to recite spells, and the runes condensed by mana continued to increase the intensity of the flames, allowing heat to continue to gather in the center, and rise to the air, floating on the side of his head. "Okay, throw them at the fireball, don't use those exquisite long swords first."
Thunder Bai picked up the sword from the box and threw it at Feichi. She just aimed simply, but no matter what the flying trajectory and posture of the sword were, they would slow down when they arrived next to Feichi, then glided and turned, circled around him, and flew accurately to the fireball.
The blade first turns red, then softens, and finally melts into bright white liquid and drips down. This shows that the fireball has raised the problem to a very terrible level, and melting steel is like a pediatrician. However, Feiqi also fully concentrates the heat, and there is no heat to feel one meter away from the fireball, which also prevents the stones on the ground from being baked.
"Start up!" Feiqi used a magic matrix to control the fireball, and used the other hand to shape the iron with the force field and space spell. Thunder white swung his arms together, and the sword flew towards the fireball one after another. She had seen the scene where these swords automatically turned to avoid His Majesty the Emperor, so she could rest assured to focus on speed rather than accuracy.
As a large number of long swords were melted, the iron on the ground was piled up and cooled down, quickly forming a red and hot conical platform. The platform released a lot of heat, quickly evaporated the moisture in the air, and formed a white steam cloud on the roof of the throne hall. "Open the windows and open all the windows." Only after Feiqi ordered, the servants dared to act, and they were already sweating profusely. In the hall, only Thunder Bai and Feiqi seemed to be unaffected and were still focused on the work at hand. One used magic to keep himself cool, and the other was not afraid of scorching at all.
The wooden box containing the long sword was quickly dried, and then a flame ignited, blocking Thunder White's move to reach out into the inside. So under Feich's command, servants kept bringing water in, extinguishing the flames, and wet the wood so that the work could continue. Feich kept asking for speed up, and he controlled the position of the fireball and molten iron, and shaped the shape while stacking upwards. Slowly, everyone saw the shape of a slope platform. Its lowest end was under the seven-story steps, and the highest point was about two meters above the platform. Feich looked at the remaining long sword and then looked at the distance from the ceiling above his head. Although it could be higher, it was not necessary.
Then, he adjusted the shape of the platform to ensure that its center of gravity was stable, and then let Thunder Bai reduce the frequency of throwing the sword and begin to shape the seat carefully. "Can't you rest for a while?" Thunder Bai was already exhausted and panting: "Every time I have to throw it on top from the steps, it's very tiring!"
"That's because your command and organizational skills are not good. When you encounter difficulties, it's impossible to find a way. It's impossible to rest."
"Hey? Are you saying I can order your servant? Then this matter will be simple!" Lei Tingbai waved his hand and asked the palace servants to move the boxed swords to the steps, and then asked them to hand over the swords, which saved the action of bent down and picked up. There were too many people and the power was great, so the whole thing became easier immediately.
Shani rushed over and met Eddie who was coming to report the matter at the entrance of the hall. "His Majesty Queen," Eddie saluted respectfully before changing into a smile. "What is His Majesty the Emperor doing inside? I saw white smoke coming from afar and red light flashing."
"I heard from the servant that he melted the iron sword here, as if he was making his own throne. He always had some unexpected thoughts, so he came here to take a look." Shani took Eddie's arm and said intimately: "In the future, you just need to nod your head when you see me, and you don't have to squat and salute as troublesome as half-squat."
"That's not possible! Only by following etiquette can those men have no excuses not to salute me." Eddie and Shani entered the hall and immediately felt the surging heat here, smelling the slightly fishy smell of the iron in the air. "Wow, it turns out that the throne is such a huge project! Hey, isn't that Thunder White?"
Shani nodded. Compared with the already very tall throne, Thunder Bai looked even petite. Her movement of trying to shake her arms and throwing the sword upwards looked a little pitiful. Eddie only looked fun and wanted to go forward to try it, but was pulled by Shani.
"He wants the goddess to help him cast the throne, just watch it, don't bother."
This is indeed a reason why Feiqi ordered Thunder Bai to do his job, but it is not the most critical, nor is it the most important. Among the people Feiqi knew, Thunder Bai's physical fitness and resistance to heat should be the best. Although her divine fire was extinguished, her body was still a goddess fragment, and she could also use magic to protect herself. This is the most important reason. Their encounter at the execution ground was the most critical reason.
Even if I didn't see Thunder White, Feiqi would still be casting the throne today.
The towering throne gradually takes shape, and the crooked seats, armrests and backrests are completely condensed from random dripping and freely flowing iron. No matter how Feiqi controls it, it still presents a primitive, rough and wild graffiti feeling. Feiqi has never been a master of sculpture, and is not even a craftsman. The throne as a whole gives people an incongruous and uncomfortable feeling. In addition to the different colors, it is an iron mountain made of melted wax oil.
"It's basically formed." Feiqi looked at the number of remaining swords, and then said to Thunder Bai: "From now on, I want one to give you one."
His Majesty the Emperor returned to the bottom of the stairs, then moved the fireball over and softened the ground again. Then, he stepped on the half-melted red iron, swept his feet hard to the left and right sides, kicked forward a few times, and the steps were roughly formed.
"Give me a sword," Fitch took the sword with his left hand, and then said, "Why are you scared and two people fainted? Send them to a cool place to rest, and you will be fine in a while."
After trying it myself, it was not easy to control the steps with your feet, so it was replaced by the method of cutting it with a long sword and then flattening it with your feet. This effect was much better. The long sword was very depleted in this process, and after it was unbearable to use it, Fitch directly inserted it into the condensed throne, so the hilt of the sword became a prominent decoration.
One after another, one step after another, along the slightly twisted inclined surface, a long sword appeared as a handrail path. Its winding shape was like a twisted spine, with joints everywhere on the surface. When he came to the throne, Feiqi also half-melted it again, cut the shape with the long sword, and then let Thunder White throw the most exquisite swords up. These swords were inserted directly into the throne, hoping that they would appear as peacocks spreading their tails, but in the end they looked like bald cactus on the front.
This is an iron throne, cast with a conquered sword. It looks uncomfortable at all, it is the kind of thing full of hideous, fierce and fierce murderous aura. Especially when you see the sharp sword tips and iron spikes everywhere, you seem to be hurt by it if you are accidentally injured, so you feel like you want to keep a distance and don’t want to put your butt on it at all. But in fact, this chair is very comfortable to sit. Feiqi used his butt and back to improve the ergonomic design of the chair to form a sunken that fits the body.
"You are not afraid of burning, but your clothes can't stand it!" Lei Tingbai smiled and clapped his hands, and then said, "Fortunately, there is a roof above you, otherwise you will have to pay attention to lightning protection on the throne on rainy days!"
"Well, this is particularly convincing for you." Feiqi walked down from the Iron Throne, joined the team of Shani and others near the entrance of the hall, and looked at the newly completed Throne together. "Tsk tsk, I think it's scary enough. Anyway, it's not for the purpose of appreciating art, so that's it."
"It's still a bit more beautiful in the Crystal Throne," Shani said.
"Crystal Throne? I haven't seen it before! Where is it?" Lei Tingbai asked after blinking his eyes.
Feiqi waved his hand and said with a smile, "I think this is very good. He looks vicious enough and is cast with the arrows of the people I killed in the battle, so everyone who sees it will be warned: Don't go against His Majesty the Emperor. And I sit on it, and the people below must look up, so that they have to stand and reply."
"But this thing is hard to wipe!" Eddie said: "Look at those uneven surfaces, some swords are still sharp, and they can easily hurt people. How do you ask the servants to clean up? There is also the problem of rust. If you don't polish and maintain it, after a while, the iron throne will rust out, and maybe it will collapse in a few years."
"I will use an anti-rust array on the back of the throne to ensure that it will not rust. If you clean it, just rinse it with water, and you won't wipe it with servants at all." Feiqi asked someone to order drinks for everyone, and then asked Eddie, "Do you have something to do with me?"
"Indeed, I will buy cattle and horses as you direct me. A businessman who specializes in this business is willing to move his property into the empire, and he hopes to meet His Majesty the Emperor."
"Is the price he gave is cheap?"
"Very fair," Eddie said.
"Okay, let him do it. Shani, you can arrange it and wait until I meet him in the Iron Throne Hall, and then have a snack together."
Shani nodded. She and Feiqi each had their own division of labor, one was responsible for being gentle and as gentle as jade, and the other was responsible for being cold and as cold as iron.
"This winter, the enemies are all dormant, which gives us a rare opportunity to recover. In spring, everyone is busy, and bugs underground will crawl out. Eddie, let the working group pay attention to their own safety and support the Hell Knights at any time. Thunder Bai, you complete your final studies as soon as possible, and then come to me for the exam. After passing the qualification, help me to expand the scale of the magic school. I need more magicians, and more people who also want to save the Yongli Continent."
"If it weren't for the addition of new knowledge related to magic wands, I'd already graduated at this time!" Lei Tingbai curled his lips and said, "This winter, the school's courses have added runes of electricity and magnetism, the basic principles of soul conversion mana, and the production of magic wands, three courses, and they are all difficult! Apart from me, the smartest and most diligent students have not finished a book. Do you know what the teachers in the school are saying? They didn't say anything, and they were all there to be thankful!"
"That's not possible. Even after graduation, you can't stop studying." Feiqi rubbed his nose and said, "Becoming a magician means constantly improving and learning until you are old. Go and tell me that all teachers will know these things sooner or later. Now that I have fewer people, I can relax a little, but it will never be the norm. And let them think about it, all these knowledge have been summarized recently. Is it more laborious to study or study? Less complaints, and being happy to get new knowledge is the attitude that the magician should have."
"You are really suitable to be the principal." Lei Tingbai snorted, then fled to Shani's back. He didn't mention studying anymore, but only asked if he could help His Majesty the Emperor work today.
"Go too, and give me the reports." Feich took the folder from Eddie, said goodbye to the three women, and stepped back on the still warm steps to the Iron Throne. He used his spell to protect his clothes and documents in his hands from being baked by the residual heat, and then sat comfortably in the middle of the blade and began to review the documents.
The empire had a lot of things, much more than the management of schools, and he, the emperor, needed to make up for his ideas. If the fields were divided according to population, how should the remaining parts be operated again; how to make up for the differences between villages, how to divide water resources, and how to manage hillside forests; how to cooperate with competition between working groups, what price should be set for agricultural tools and livestock fertilizers? It cannot be expensive and cannot be affordable, nor can it be cherished by cheap people, nor can it drag down the fragile treasury - these are only a small part of all the work of the empire.
After processing the documents in his hand, Feiqi fell into deep thought on the Iron Throne. Relying on production for development is the kingdom, but the development of the empire must be accelerated so that a person can feed more people, so that he can free his hands from the fields and enter the field of magic. However, people in Yongli Continent are accustomed to relying on gods, churches and prayers, and are relatively lacking in the spirit of self-service and full food and clothing, and my life is not controlled by heaven. This is difficult to change overnight. Time does not wait for people, so slowly accumulating is not suitable for the newly established magic empire, which requires sucking blood from the outside world.
Chapter completed!