Since Feiqi advised Shani not to worry about herself, more than a year has passed. During this period, Feiqi's work of burning people in the Second World is still in full swing. There are tens of thousands of "resurrected people" sent to Ouliana. The conquest army has basically controlled the main strategic areas of the Second World, and in fact it has divided the resistance forces so that they can no longer form a joint force.
As expected, Shani did not ask Feich about burning people anymore, and did not speak for him when the ministers questioned the emperor. On the surface, Shani was busy taking care of Feich's daily affairs all day long, and spent all her time supervising Kim Marygos to learn magic and "forced" it to grow. The little golden dragon has grown to the size of a war horse, and can make Shani sit on its back and run around. It looks majestic enough, but the dragon is not born a camel beast and is not big enough. She is panting after running for a while.
But beyond her sight, Shani never stopped studying and thinking about Feich. She really wanted to figure out what Feich's "necessary plan" was. Shani was not a researcher in space, soul and divine power. She could not think of a way to prevent the collision between the Yongli Continent and the Second World from scratch, so she could not solve the puzzle from this perspective. The only way was to observe Feich and record his every move. Instead, thinking about Feich's past personality and look for the answer from memory.
But the memory will gradually blur, especially now Feiqi is far from the one in Shani's memory, and there is almost no reference value. Feiqi blocks his true self with a serious and cold face and becomes an increasingly skilled Emperor, while the image of the "magic Feiqi Hall" completely disappears.
In addition to going to Hell's territory regularly to meet with his other half of his soul, and going to the Second World to close the Red Lotus to the tent, Feiqi left all his time to Yongli Continent. He sat on the high iron throne all day long, looking down at the ministers and servants below with sharp eyes. He let the fantasy snake Koktal appear above Tawugang City, clearly telling everyone that he has the ability to monitor everything. He used magic spells to reverse the weather, change mountains and rivers, and make nature obey his will, and without any concealment that he can do the same thing with human souls and thoughts.
At the same time, with the rotation of the conquest army, what happened in the Second World continued to spread in the Yongli Continent. With the help of Feich, the Red Lotus Stolen quickly eliminated all the horror stories that had happened in the Yongli Continent. From scaring disobedient children to threatening each other between enemies, they all began to use it as the main context. The execution of this work was based on the intelligence minister Mathers, and the team of minstrels he managed has now become masters of horror stories.
Although he gained a lot of opportunities for action and additional power, Mathers became worried instead. He looked at the materials piled up on the table, which were horrible stories reported by the intelligence personnel of the working group, which came from most of the minstrels in Yongli. He did not expect that this time the call for papers would actually collect so many things, and he was less and less like an intelligence minister, but he was about to become a story minister.
"This task assigned by the emperor has seriously affected the intelligence work. Should I suggest that His Majesty the Emperor hand over the management of the minstrel to Eddie? It gave the working group a headache..." Mathers turned this idea in his mind, and he patiently opened a report, looked at it for a few glances and wanted to throw it away. "It's another horror ballad... The wording is OK, but the content is innovating. This person should be burned by the red lotus torture, which may inspire his creative inspiration."
He raised his hand and gently put it down. The files he wanted to throw away were not thrown away in the end, and they were placed in the folder on the left. It was filled with hundreds of similar things, poems, stories, novels, dramas... almost all kinds of forms. Each bard is limited to 3 articles, no genres, and each article is guaranteed. If there are particularly excellent ones, there will be a bonus of 100,000 gold coins...Marsus is not worried about money. No, Mathers is very worried about money now. He feels that if the money is used in other aspects, especially in searching for unstable elements, it will truly play the role of the Minister of Intelligence.
"The Destruction and Rebirth Sect was also defeated, those women are so terrifying."
Mathers opened the drawer and picked up the information of Diderit. This elf female paladin is now respected by people as the "Knight of Justice" or "Savior" and is famous in many places. She mercilessly arrested members of the Destruction Rebirth Order, unveiled the true faces of these disguised and lurked people in front of everyone, and established a respected image with a fair judgment and a conscientious attitude. It can even be said that it has become a symbol or a belief.
If she develops from belief to belief, it may have an impact on the emperor's authority, which makes Mathers very alert. In particular, Diedlit's arrest operation did not receive the emperor's authorization. In other words, she is an adventurer at most, and can even be said to be an illegal person, an ulterior motive who uses punishments independently. However, this definition requires His Holiness to determine, Mathers dare not put a hat on this female elf who was once the boss of Feige.
"Use the information of His Majesty to capture the people of the Rebirth Sect, but he never mentioned His Majesty's contributions, but only said the Goddess of Truth Thunder..." Mathers snorted coldly, spread the folder of information about Diderit and the people around her and placed it on the table. Although Diderit and the members of the "Paladin" around her did not commit any crimes, most of them were active outside the borders of the empire, and there was no real reason to catch them, but looking at this old information was much better than looking at the same horror stories.
"The Destruction Rebirth Sect has been cleaned up, and then what are you going to do? Your team needs faith, funds and work to maintain it. I don't believe you will not cross the red line!" Mathers used this idea to motivate and activate himself, thereby saving the work enthusiasm that was sucked by horror stories. He looked at the folder for a while, and heard two crisp silver ringtones, and raised his head: "Come in!"
The bodyguard outside opened the door and asked the staff to send the latest documents in. "It won't be a story sent here again, right? It should really be asked those minstrels who write more than the number to post money inside. Each article is 10 gold coins, otherwise there will be no chance of winning the grand prize. What's the number of people..."
Before Mathers finished her complaint, she closed her mouth because this time the messenger only sent a document, which was still in a dark yellow envelope, which indicated that it was from the direction of the palace. There were no minstrels or clowns in the palace. The Emperor's entertainment activities were magic. His Majesty the Queen, except for making fun of the dragon, only listened to music at most, and singers could not enter. The Palace is the only place where there is no horror story, and only the matter comes there.
The Minister of Intelligence quickly stood up, came up to take it, checked the seal of the letter, and opened it with a paper cutter. At this time, the messenger had already gone out, the door was closed, and he was the only one left in the room, so he read the letter. It recorded a secret conversation between several ministers, not a conspiracy, but more of a complaint. However, from the complaints, Mathers could see some signs, bad signs.
"Prepare the teleportation array, I'll go to the palace." Mathers shouted outside the door, then stuffed the letter into the space bag that was close to his chest and put on his coat. He quickly checked his appearance in the mirror, and was about to go out when he suddenly came back, and took a few more documents in the drawer, and then he quickly walked out.
The palace at night seemed a little cold and silent. There was no one in the corridor. The candles swayed in the breeze, twisting the curtains and candlesticks into strange appearance. Under the guidance of the waiter, Mathers advanced towards Fitch's study. He felt a lot of uneasiness in his heart, so he stepped on the thin carpet, but felt like he was stepping on soft cotton, and he couldn't bear it.
In the corner, the black cat stared at him, tilted his head slightly, and then disappeared. Mathers knew that the black cat followed His Majesty the Queen every day to protect her, and at the same time could control many hidden magical mechanisms in the palace. Since the guards were much less than Andrew's time, the palace is now slightly empty, but relying on Fitch's magic circle, the defensive power here has actually increased several times. And who can threaten His Majesty the Emperor now, who dares? Even the Queen has a black cat and a golden dragon to protect her, and there are several golems in the secret. Mathers thought: In addition to these, His Majesty the Emperor must have more hidden powers. Not only in the palace, but also outside the palace.
Is it a dereliction of duty for the intelligence minister who is not sure about intelligence? But has the intelligence minister who has found out the emperor's secrets crossed the line? How can I keep a proper distance from things I don't know? One question after another popped up from Mathers's head. However, when he arrived in front of Fitch, Mathers had already calmed down and focused again.
"Your Majesty, this is today's report. I still have some time ago. Through this information, we can find that there are already some common ideas among the ministers, that is, you are too fond of the Magic Research Association. If these dissatisfactions accumulate, they may cause some trouble."
"What trouble can you get?" Feiqi finished reading Mathers' report and threw them on the table. He walked around behind the wide oak desk, passed by Mathers, took three more steps, and kicked into the air. Then, a golden dragon slowly appeared in shape, holding its wings in both hands, looking at Feiqi with aggrieved look.
"Don't sleep here, go outside first, Mathers and I have something to say." Feiqi drove the Golden Dragon out, closed the door and returned. "This little guy has learned to be invisible recently, but he has not learned to find a suitable place to sleep. Especially with his long tail, he has overturned the dining car twice. No one here usually comes here, so he can let it sleep with confidence."
"The Golden Dragon is still young now, like a child."
"But my ministers are not children, and they cannot do these childish things." Feiqi changed the subject and said, "Magic is a very important thing for the empire. It is inclined to be the national policy of the magic research association and the magic school, and it is also my will. If any minister feels that they have not received any sugar, it is because they are not important enough. Either try to become more important or shut up. I read your report, they seem to have the intention of forming cliques on this reason?"
"There are signs of this kind. Some people think that magic is a new religion and a tool prepared by the empire to replace the faith of the Goddess of Thunder. They must prevent the Levi Magic Empire from following in the footsteps of the Central Empire of Levi and prevent the empire from being punished by the goddess."
"The reason is high-sounding." Feige stared at Mathers, "What do you think?"
"It's nonsense, it's purely nothing to find trouble. The empire took the initiative to improve its relationship with the church and strongly supported them in the second world. No one can tell that the church's people are not working hard enough. What does this have to do with magic?"
“I’m asking about the relationship between learning magic and faith.”
"Well, among magicians, there are indeed few believers in goddesses. Because both priests and wizards can cast spells, this does reduce the importance of priests. And among those who often deal with magic, this trend also exists. It is not that there are fewer believers in goddesses, but that it seems less important. Because some of the things that priests need to cast spells in the past can now do by the casters of the working group."
Feiqi nodded and said, "Magic is a new thing, different from the primitive spells in the wilderness, or the old-school mages who only suck the clouds and spit out the clouds. Now magic has become a huge problem that the church cannot handle. If I do not support the church, it will not take long for the Goddess of Truth to maintain the institution of the human world, at least the influence will be less than 10% of the current ones. Those ministers cannot adapt to new things, and their ideas are also influenced by the church, and they are counterattacked by the old forces."
"Your Majesty, do you want to warn them? It's best to strangle them when there are signs."
"No. The Truth Thunder Church is useful. Just counterattack. You can even guide them in moderation and ask them to trouble the Magic Research Society. Don't look for Thunder Bai, it's other people in the Magic Research Society, so that Thunder Bai will be busy."
"That's to suppress the Magic Research Society a little bit?"
Feiqi shook his head: "Of course not. Magic is still the most important thing."
"Your Majesty, do you mean to give them a certain balance?" Mathers frowned and said, "Your Majesty, this matter is not suitable for intelligence agencies. You just need to adjust the policy and scold a few more words. Thunder white..."
"What are you doing? Say something if you have something to do!"
"Your Majesty, you are indeed a bit biased towards the Magic Research Association and Thunder Bai. The application she submitted, whether it is inventing new spells or improving golems, has never been approved. If Thunder Bai wants 10,000 gold coins, you will never give it a discount, and you will also increase your own investment. Compared with the Magic Research Association, the working group does not have such preferential treatment."
"You need the intelligence department to not have this preferential treatment - do you want to say this? Is there no money to buy stories recently?"
"No, I'm not here to ask for money, but this bias is very obvious. Magic is very useful, but if Thunder White is spoiled, it may lead to magic research and problems, which will not be worth the cost." Mathers said: "Now there is a saying that Thunder White is like your child."
Chapter completed!