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On the chair on the right is Queen Myhrvold, the first queen of Monrovia. Her surname is no longer traceable, and it is said that she was born in the lower classes. However, she is completely a noble lady in the sculpture, without any commoner style.
The contemporary emperor of Monrovia, Bernard Myhrvold, sat on the chair on the left, his upper body tilted in an unruly manner, his right elbow resting on the armrest and his hand supporting his cheek.
On his right, sitting in a dignified manner was the contemporary Queen of Monrovia, Susan Myhrvold. Although she was nearly fifty years old, she was not as pretty as Elizabeth and was also older, but she still had her charm.
To the right of the Queen, on a lower step, there was a row of smaller chairs on which sat the princes and princesses in order of age from oldest to youngest.
The third prince Audi Melvold, who went to greet the king and his party into the city, was already sitting in the third seat.
The fourth princess on his right became eager to fight when she saw Elizabeth and straightened her back.
When the king looked at the princess, Xiaobai on his neck pulled his hair hard and said, "Look, there's a big one over there!"
Wang: "Well, it is indeed about the same size, but it cannot be ruled out that it is the effect of props. Breast support and waist corset can greatly affect the judgment of volume. Elizabeth does not wear those."
Although his voice was very low, it was obvious that some of the ministers had prepared props that could listen to other people's whispers. At this moment, all of them widened their eyes in surprise.
The Fifth Prince, who was to the right of the Fourth Princess, frowned and looked with hostility at the strange man - the King - who had spoken frivolously to his sister.
At this time, the old man with white beard stood up on the lower step on the left side of the king's seat.
He looked first at Emperor Bernard Myhrvold, who nodded slightly.
So the old man stepped forward and said, “Mel, the chief wizard of the Monrovia court, salutes the great living legend!”
Wang: "No, I'm not. My teacher is. Just tell me what you want to say."
The old man looked at the emperor again, then turned his head to scan the vassal standing further down, and finally his eyes fell on the king: "Although your majesty has invited you here for other purposes, I personally have an unwelcome request. I heard that you have a scroll that can communicate directly with the legend, and I am willing to pay a large sum of money to buy one."
Wang: "First, we are not short of money. Second, if I sell this scroll to a passerby, the teacher will be angry, and he might just come and arrest me. The old naughty boy is more moody, not as good-tempered as my uncle."
Except for Xiaobai, everyone else in the rescue team frowned at the mage. How could a mage who always brings an army of demons to seek revenge have a good temper?
The white-bearded old man was extremely embarrassed. He was the chief court wizard of Monrovia, a terrifying destruction machine who was proficient in a large number of eight-ring magics, and the orc undertaker Mel, but he was actually classified as a "passerby". Even such an old man could not calm down.
Old man: "You! You!"
Wang: "But if you have the scroll of nine rings, I can trade with you. We need a powerful spell like Banshee's Wail, do you have it?"
The white-bearded old man glanced at the emperor.
The king turned his head and asked Elizabeth, "Does he look like he has this scroll?"
Elizabeth: “Not necessarily.”
At this time, the emperor responded. The old man with white beard sighed and said, "Could you please tear off a piece of the scroll so that I can talk to your teacher? I have been standing on the threshold of the Nine Rings for so many years, but I just can't get over it. As a wizard, you must understand, right?"
Xiaobai: "He has been using honorifics for you. I don't understand human rules, but isn't it generally the case that people with a long life ahead use honorifics for people who are dying?"
Wang: "Yes, but I am now taking advantage of the power of the tiger. I am the fox and my teacher is the tiger."
"Hey~" Xiaobai touched Wang's head, "So you are such a bad person!"
Wang: "Yes, I am very bad."
After this conversation, the entire audience hall fell silent. Xiao Bai had no intention of lowering her voice, so the entire hall could hear her words clearly, and the king also followed her lead and did not lower his voice.
The nobles of Monrovia all looked livid and exchanged glances with each other.
The emperor and the empress also had stern faces, and it was impossible to tell what they were thinking. Most of the princesses and princes followed their father's example, with only one person trying to hold back his laughter.
The fourth princess was holding her lips with her hands to prevent herself from laughing. Her brother beside her had a frown on his face.
In addition to the Fifth Prince, there were also people watching the Fourth Princess.
"How dare you!" The man stood up and pointed at the wizard, "How dare you be so rude to my teacher! After all, he is a respected eighth-ring spellcaster who has made great contributions in the defense of Monrovia in all the wars!"
Wang looked at the man who suddenly jumped out to speak up for the old man and found that he was a bookish young man, perhaps only eighteen to twenty years old, which was an age when all the hair on his body had not yet grown out for a mage.
So the king said, "I didn't mean to be rude to your teacher, it's just my personality. Look, I let our druid ride me in here, and you still expect me to follow the etiquette. Isn't it a bit too much?"
Xiaobai: “Yes, yes!”
The young wizard who stepped forward was speechless for a moment, and after a few seconds he said: "You are disrespecting His Majesty the Emperor! This is extremely disrespectful!"
Wang: "I swear to God, I definitely didn't mean that. It just happened that Xiaobai was riding on me and had no intention of getting off. None of you said we couldn't do that, so I just let her ride me for fun. After all, I usually ride her, so it's okay to compensate her now."
The officials were in an uproar.
They all understood riding in that direction. Even though Wang and Xiaobai were demonstrating how to ride, they still thought in that direction. It can only be said that it is difficult for humans to escape from a fixed mindset.
Only one person could figure out how the ride was going on, and she watched the development of the situation with a smile on her face.
At this time, Monrovia Emperor Bernard Myhrvold finally spoke: "Quiet."
The little wizard who was still chattering shut up.
The emperor glanced at the boy and said, "Are you Earl Morgan's son? Are you studying in Mel's Mage Tower?"
The boy raised his head proudly: "Yes."
After saying this, he quickly glanced at the Fourth Princess.
The emperor sighed, "It seems that the Count has failed to teach you well. Mel, do you really want to teach such a dull student? How old is he? What level is he now?"
The old wizard said, "At the age of twenty-two, he is only a second-level caster. But being able to cast a second-level spell at this age is already very good."
Wang: "Ah~ah~Second Ring, you have one less ring than Third Ring."
Elizabeth whispered, "You've got me in on that."
"You are a warlock, so don't be afraid." Wang Ye replied in a low voice.
The emperor glanced at the two gossiping people and said with a smile, "This is not the first time I have seen people who dare to whisper in such occasions, but the grass on their graves is already one foot high."
Wang: “I see. Got it.”
The scene fell into silence again.
The king blinked his large, innocent eyes at the supreme ruler of Monrovia.
Bernard Melvold didn't expect that there would be such a fool who wouldn't give in.
Elizabeth spoke up at this time: "I am very sorry, Your Majesty. He has no sense of the ways of the world. If I have offended you, I apologize on his behalf."
Bernard Myhrvold decisively said: "I can see that. I like this kind of 'straightforward' character."
The emperor put the emphasis on bluntness.
Then he turned his gaze to Count Morgan's son, the young wizard who was recognized by the court's Grand Master as having a promising future. "How dare you speak carelessly and disrupt the court? Drag him out, give him a hundred lashes, and then send him to the Knights Templar to become a Squire. He will learn how to behave in society there."
The young wizard was confused: "Why? Your Majesty, I am innocent! Your Majesty! The teacher just said that I have a bright future as a wizard! Teacher, save me!"
The old wizard just watched his beloved disciple being dragged away by the guards with a look of pity.
The emperor continued, "My court wizard has been unable to break through the eighth ring and become a ninth ring spellcaster for so many years, and he is very anxious. Your Excellency the Great Wizard, can you really not be flexible and let your teacher give you some pointers?"
Wang: "My teacher, don't even think about it. I can give you some pointers. I'm very familiar with the Nine Rings spell. Although I've never actually performed it, I can still give you some hints."
The old wizard stood there in a daze. After all, any normal person would think that Wang was mocking him after hearing what he said just now.
Elizabeth quickly added, "The wizard in our team is really proficient in all kinds of magic. If you just don't understand the details or knowledge of a spell, you can ask him."
The old wizard Mel suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, this is outrageous. I know you have all kinds of terrible props that can prove your identity, and I also know the rumor that if you die, an angry legendary wizard will come with an army of demons to crush Minos.
"I believe all of this is true. However, even if your teacher is that person, it doesn't mean you are great! You just said it yourself, you are just taking advantage of the power of others! It just so happens that His Majesty is planning to provide you with an opportunity to prove your strength!"
Bernard Myhrvold immediately took over the conversation: "Yes. I think my son, the third prince Audi, has already told you that I hope you can solve the mystery since the founding of Monrovia and find a way to open the towering white tower of the White City!"
Wang: "Really? I was thinking of going to take a look as well. Although I put this matter at the lowest priority, since the situation has become like this, it doesn't hurt to take a look first. However, I probably won't be able to solve it. After all, so many people have been studying it for hundreds of years, right?"
Bernard smiled and said, "That's true. I didn't expect the disciple of the legendary wizard to be able to cure the disease immediately."
Elizabeth asked, "If the king fails to crack it, will we... be in trouble?"
"Of course not! You are the ones who have to deal with the world crisis, the world-saving team! But if you can't solve it, then Monrovia will have to stand by and watch your so-called world-destroying crisis.
"After all, most people believe that the crisis exists, mainly because of the endorsement of the legendary wizard."
Bernard smiled slightly after saying this.
"If this young man cannot prove his strength, then the credibility of his teacher will also be questionable. Although we are not so reckless as to avoid provoking the angry legendary wizard and his demon army, but...right?
"So when are you going to start solving the puzzle?"
Wang: "First, I want to take a look at all the attempts you have made so far. You must have detailed records, right? How much do you have?"
Bernal shrugged. "There's an entire section of the Royal Library. You'll probably have to spend a week in there."
Wang: "Well, then leave Xiaobai as my personal bodyguard, and the rest of you divide the work and look for him according to the list..."
Bernal: “I’m afraid that won’t work.
"You participated in the battle for the throne of Kuosania and completely eradicated the cave dwellers under the valley. You are definitely the top combat force. The latest intelligence is that you easily resolved the attack of the orc wolf cavalry and saved a ferry.
"According to the assessment of the Military Intelligence Department, you can easily kill three hundred fully armed knights. You can't run around the city with such a strong force until you are trusted. After all, these are extraordinary times."
The team members looked at each other.
Wang raised his hand: "What if I give up now and admit defeat?"
Bernal was surprised by this unexpected development.
He really didn't think that there would be anyone who could just give up and lie down and start.
Elizabeth decisively interrupted to explain: "Our wizard always tends to choose the lesser of two evils, and he is always making calm calculations. Now he has decided that taking this... uh, gamble? In short, he has decided that the benefits are too low, so he decided to give up."
At this time, the fifth prince muttered: "Too frivolous, how can this save the world!"
The fourth princess raised her hand: "Father, Oscar is very skeptical about the ability of the salvation team. I propose that he represent the Monrovia Royal Family and lead the Knights to supervise the actions of the salvation team!"
"Eh?" The young man exclaimed at first, but then he straightened his face and said seriously, "Father, I just want to see with my own eyes what kind of people the rumored salvation team is like! Now they leave a very bad impression on me!"
Wang: "You can come, but I have to tell you that we are no longer planning to recruit humans into the team."
Bernal asked in confusion: "Why?"
Wang spread his hands and said, "We already have three humans in our team. We have exceeded the quota."
Silence fell in the audience hall again. After all, no one expected to hear such an outrageous reason in such a serious occasion.
Emperor Monrovia broke the silence: "It's decided! Oscar, you will take them to the Royal Library on behalf of your third brother and tell the library manager to allocate the library's guest rooms to them. Three meals a day will be provided by the palace chef!"
Chapter 110 Shura Field in the Library
Over the next few days, Wang dove into the Royal Library, reading about the exploration of the White Tower in Monrovia’s history.