The Black Scepter

> "You called me, did you expect me to throw my hands to the royal family just to say a few scenes?" Murphy held his shoulders and stared straight at the monarch: "Take me to war Sinful hat, don't you think it's inferior?"

His words seemed to be the fuse, directly igniting the opposing atmosphere in this hall-the buzzing and splashing when the elements condensed, and the vision that appeared in the body when the power was gathered became the only sound in the hall at this moment, as long as this Under the order of the Majesty, Murphy's position will be kept in an instant!

But how could Murphy go to the meeting alone to be so arbitrarily slaughtered? He didn't seem to respond to this majesty with any response. In fact, there was an elemental power of energy horror looming around his body. He didn't wait for him to talk more nonsense. In the loud noise, this stone room appeared outside the window. A huge black shadow directly blocked the sunlight that should have been shining in!

"boom!"

The dragon-like body of Hydera directly smashed the tall doors and windows, the blood basin opened wide, and almost everyone in the house could be swallowed!

This is a confrontation between silent threats and strength. Murphys made the group of eye-catching guards realize his weight without a word-and this group of splashes and mages did not imagine that this would happen, they raised their hands. He was about to attack, but was stopped by His Majesty Hasselblad.

The monarch of the Balice Empire looked blankly at Murphy and said: "I have two options. One is to give your head to the army of Fording and Gabriel to end the war; the other A kind of mobilizing the army that hurts the people and watch the empire economy fall into crisis because of you alone..."

He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward slightly.

"Which one do you think I will choose?"

Completely ignoring the threat of Hydera and the powerful strength of Murphys, he was calm and free to let it go. The momentum of a monarch really made Murphys admire, but this did not make him bow his head: "Can I understand this? : You find that the empire's first'hard bone' is sitting in front of you, and no one in the great empire can bite, so the headache is terrible, and eventually I can only invite me here, trying to understand how I can get out of here ,right?"

Murphy grinned-this is also the biggest reason why he decided to come here. The other party had no choice but to take this. It was completely a bargaining condition with no fear of sitting. Although there will be similar dangers of assassination, it is high. High-risk income is a huge opportunity for night watchmen.

"I have to admit that your background and connections are bigger than I thought, and even most of the resources of the Creed in Balice have been brought under your hands, which is completely beyond my expectations-you seem to be a single force Bo is just an heir to the nobles on the other side of the continent, but has a network that envy the royal family. Dongbalice can be completely self-sufficient because of my policies. It seems that I have been a cocoon and cultivated such a powerful for myself. enemy."

In a few words, His Majesty Hasselblad analyzed Murphy's "foundation" thoroughly and then pouted: "But have you ever thought that the enemies you have established have exceeded the limit you can afford, unless the royal family gives you Pay, sooner or later, Lampard will face an unmatched situation."

The tension in the hall was slightly slow.

Regarding the threat of His Majesty Hassel, Murphy had already prepared. He leaned forward slightly and said, "It seems that you do not understand the root cause of this war-Lampard is now sitting in the Clemens family. The biggest legacy, do you know what this brings?"

"Alantis? An empty city can also be your bargaining chip with me?"

The royal intelligence network naturally learned this information, but obviously, he did not understand the relationship between Sulfuras' scepter and Cain and its significance to the blood.

"A simple idea," Murphys stood up and talked about the paragraph: "Lampard has to face various enemies because of long-term lonely fighting, and eventually runs out of resources and can't fight. The consequences are naturally Fording and Canada. The army of Baili took over here-at this time, they discovered the heritage of the Clemant family-and the Clemant blood clan that had long been staring here will certainly come out of the nest, and they will not let their legacy fall in the Holy See. The hands of that group of magic sticks, isn't it? So the attack at that time would be extremely fierce and unscrupulous."

Murphy opened his arms and shrugged. "What do the "tribes" of the blood tribe mean? If they tear their faces completely, it indicates that the rest of the people of the Balice Empire will suffer."

His Majesty Hasselblad frowned-he was clearly aware of the consequences of the over-reaction of the Creman family.

"Do you think that the standing army of the Creman blood is not worth mentioning? Whether it is the Fordingar alliance or the army of Balice, will they not be afraid of an attack by a blood family? If you think so , I am afraid that when William is standing in front of you, you will still be optimistic that the empire is still in your palm." Murphy sarcastically satirized the Balice monarch. His words even made Hegel All frowned-he also did not expect that Murphy, who rarely confronts people at the political level, would say these words today, but recalling the situation just mentioned by His Majesty Hasselt, if Murphy is not like this Forcing the palace, I am afraid that Lampard will really encounter an unimaginable disaster.

Growing up, I am afraid that I have experienced it in this confrontation.

Murphy pointed at his feet and continued with a smile: "How much is Buttigia's population? One million? Two million? A blood tribe only needs to carry out a large-scale'initial support' without restraint once. Let all the residents in your city be a thorough blood family-oh, the "first embrace" of the direct blood family is not just to make a person into a blood family, "ideological control" is their purpose, just think about it When the Holy See holds a legacy that is extremely important to them, will the angry Clement family actively create a group of troops to fight them?"

Obviously, if the blood races want to compete for Arantis, the "Binging Source" must be looking from the scope of Sibalice-His Majesty Hasu was stunned and had to admit that this guy blocked him from all angles although he was young The sanctions against him may be-fight? The imperial mage is not willing to fight, how many imperial knights come to send; how sleepy? Although he was doubtful about Murphy's words, he was obviously not groundless. Hasselblad, who is familiar with history, knew that there were several "large-scale initial embracing" incidents in the history of the mainland's blood clan, and when the Clemens were forced into desperation. It's not that you won't do this.

In short, the several sets of plans prepared by myself have been basically invalid. For the hob meat of Murphy, the royal family has been invisiblely inferior.

"It seems that we are in a stalemate-you have no way to deal with me, but I am not interested in fighting against the whole royal family. It is better to stop your anger and listen to my opinion?" Murphy was stunned with a big stick. After the other party reached out and rubbed, he did not wait for His Majesty Hasselblad, the ruler of the top five in the continental row, to start preparing for a long time:

"Heisel and Hegel are no longer held accountable, this is the first point."

The first sentence, on the contrary, caused the two northern nobles who had been nervous to raise their heads. It seemed that they could not believe it, but they had to admire Murphy's courage.

"Second point, Lampard can still be the territory of East Ballice, and the taxes paid will still be paid, but in the next war, I need the royal family to split the force, otherwise it is not only the blood race that breaks the net. No more emphasis."

"Are you threatening me? Threatening the royal family of Mocledy?"

His Majesty Hassel asked with a deep voice, but in the next moment, he was stunned to see that Murphy had directly extracted two fragments of the sacred gun, and inserted the blade of the gun into the armrest of the throne of His Majesty the Emperor. on!

The edge of the gun was close to Hasselblad's finger.

"I'm not used to threatening anyone. If I want to do something, I will do it directly. Remember this."

Hasselblad’s strength can change the ranks of the courtiers, but Murphy’s strength is more like a young frivolous desperate, crazy and unstoppable-he just stood in front of the throne, face-to-face with Balice Monarch confrontation!

Moreover, there is no downfall.

The guards all around didn't know what to do, one by one like a stone statue.

"Third point, explain to Varian the reason for your possession of "creed" resources."

Murphy stared at the old man in front of him and made the last request.

"To do these three things, Lampard has always been Ballice's Lampard."

They did not put forward harsh conditions like ordinary negotiators and immediately sawed. These three points, although each one embarrassed the royal family, were not too much.

He pulled out the fragment of the Holy Gun that still radiates golden light ~www.novelmtl.com~ and whispered back into the sheath: "There are not too many conflicts of interest between us. You are the ruler, but I am not... What I want is just a good night's sleep."

A sound sleep, this is not a requirement or goal for most people at all, but for Murphys, it is the only result he wants now-to make the inner Ashcandi return It was enough to be able to resolve the disputes of the Holy See and go back to being an ordinary heir to the general nobles.

"I won't give you the answer now."

"I have time to wait, but the army in the north will not. The weather is warming, and Lampard is once again under the threat of war." Murphy understood that he should take it away today, and he stood up to say goodbye. Hegel and Heisel also got up, and the two guys who didn't say a word from beginning to end didn't know how to face the majesty, but fortunately directly followed Murphys to leave.

Neither seem to be aware that with Murphy's strong confrontation with the Empire Emperor in this room, their original inexplicable sense of guilt was reduced by half.

Walking out of the door, Murphy held the fragment of the sacred gun around his waist, waved Hydera away, and gestured.