The eyes were sunken, the face was sallow and thin, and they looked like they were overindulging in sex, which made the two of them feel helpless.
As evidenced by heaven and earth, the two of them were really exhausted these past few days and had no extra energy to think about that matter.
Aslan and Duke Medea were forcefully pulled up from the bed by Nomeri and Artoria.
After washing their faces and brushing their teeth, fortunately, both of them were already master-level experts. They used magic power to restore themselves to their normal state. At least their appearance looked the same as usual.
Nomiri snapped her fingers, and dozens of maids came in, each holding several to dozens of services and accessories.
Seeing Aslan's lips twitching, Duke Medea simply stood there and let Artoria do what she wanted.
One of the two girls is very excited!
Noelle chose a black and gold royal robe for Aslan. She didn't understand why Aslan chose such a style before, but now it seems that it is mysterious yet majestic.
Artoria chose a black lace dress for Duke Medea, which showed off her graceful figure to the fullest. She wore black lace gloves on her snow-white arms, and paired it with a round-brimmed black gauze hat to complete her appearance.
Covered, looming.
The main costumes of the two people are mainly mysterious.
After all, the founding emperor and the empress were both great magisters of mysterious and powerful men. With such a combination, in the thousands of years of history of the continent, there have been several pairs of great magisters, but they were both great magisters, and only Merlock
Sri Lanka Empire.
The whole morning was spent by Aslan and Duke Medea in dressing up.
After all this hard work, it was already a three-pole day.
The four of them walked to the restaurant of the Magic Tower, where Vatini had already prepared a light lunch.
The banquet for the promotion celebration banquet has been held, but Aslan and Duke Medea, who are the protagonists, did not show up for a long time due to their identities, and no one dared to suggest any meaning.
The banquet is held for three days, and Aslan and Duke Medea only need to show up during these three days.
Masuo also came back to help a few days ago. When he saw Aslan and Duke Medea again, he lowered his head in confusion.
During this period, every time in the dead of night, she would always recall that night.
She obviously had no interest in men at all, but that incident made her fascinated.
Masuo wanted to say loudly: "I am curved and have no interest in straight people at all."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Duke Medea smiled and greeted his disciples.
Aslan glanced at Masuo and nodded gently.
Masuo quickly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Aslan. Now, she could not face Aslan directly.
"Who are all here this time?" Duke Medea asked.
"The governors of various provinces and the lords and nobles of various places." Natal put down the knife and fork in her hand and added with a solemn face: "It's just that the Maxim Empire, the Magic City and the Eastern God's Church have all sent envoys."
"Teacher, this person is not doing well."
Duke Medea may have guessed something, and smiled and shook his head at Aslan, who nodded without speaking.
At this moment, the couple's tacit understanding is fully revealed.
"You just need to take care of your own affairs. I will handle the matter of the envoys from the three countries." Aslan put down the knife and fork in his hand and said while wiping his mouth.
Natal opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything. The envoys sent by the Three Kingdoms at this time must be unkind.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Aslan slowly appeared on the high platform outside the magic tower.
Seeing Aslan and Duke Medea coming out hand in hand, deafening cheers erupted in the square.
A hearty laugh, as if stepping on something, sounded outside the city of Merlot.
"Klein of the Magic Council, Emperor Homerox became the Great Magister, and the continent gained another immortal emperor."
Outside Merlo City, nearly a hundred magisters stood in the sky. The magicians of the magic city, uniformed in white magic robes, faced the Medea Magic Tower and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to Emperor Merlocks for reaching the top of the continent!"
The loud shouts containing magical power, like huge waves of clouds, spread throughout the entire city of Mero.
Aslan smiled and waved back to Klein.
In the mainland, to be called the Great Emperor, one must not only have outstanding achievements, but also have a hard target, which is to be a powerful person at the level of Grand Instructor.
Klein was slowly flying towards the Magic Tower at almost turtle speed.
As the three standing committee members of the Magic Council, Klein was dressed particularly grandly today. His magic robe with a white background and blue phoenix fluttered, and his hair was neatly tied with silver threads on top of his head. There was also a shiny robe on it.
Hair wax.
Duke Medea tilted his head slightly and said with a low smile: "Klein Aiman is a rare magic scholar in the Magic Council. He has always advocated the concept of digging up a family of magicians from the outside world. He does not like the current hegemony concept of the Magic Council.
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Aslan folded his hands, smiled faintly, and winked at Duke Medea.
"You look so beautiful today!"
Duke Medea rolled her eyes at Aslan.
"What about telling you something serious?"
"What I'm talking about is serious business."
Facing Aslan's seriousness, Duke Medea smiled charmingly.
"But I like it so much!"
The flirtation between the two was treated as a discussion by outsiders on how to receive the envoy from the Magic City.
Immediately, Aslan snapped his fingers, and Boss next to him looked solemn and shouted: "Welcome Commissioner Klein of the Magic Council!"
"Boom."
"Dong dong dong..."
The majestic sound of drums resounded throughout the city of Mero in an instant.
Beating war drums is a music unique to Merlo City. Thousands of war drums sound at the same time. It is so majestic and majestic that anyone who feels it for the first time can't help showing a shocked expression.
Klein, who was still maintaining an air of superiority in the air, heard a faint smile on his old face when he heard the sound of drums.
It’s nothing more than a sedan chair that is carried by people and carried by everyone!
Not long after, Klein landed lightly on the high platform.
Aslan greeted with a smile: "Congressman Klein, please take your place."
Klein also returned the ancient magician salute with a smile on his face.
"Are you too polite? You and Duke Medea are both magicians registered by the parliament. Old man, I have to crawl over here even if I have to crawl!"
Duke Medea smiled and said: "I'm serious. Your Excellency, Congressman, is always strong. The Magic Council still points to you as the helmsman!"
Klein smiled and said: "Haha, I'm serious. It's a pity that the Grand Magister Medea is unwilling to join the parliament, otherwise I would have to give up my position as a parliamentarian to you at all costs."
Hearing this, Aslan's pupils shrank slightly. This sentence brought a lot of information. Although the Magic City was defeated, there was no need to lower its posture so low.
Duke Medea said very calmly: "Unfortunately, my man is not very worried. There are too many people who want his life, and I dare not relax for a moment."