William waited quietly for a while, looking at the dwarf below who held his head high and his chest high, as if he had finished everything and was waiting for his praise, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "That's it?"
"What?" the dwarf envoy answered inexplicably. He really didn't understand William's attitude.
"What does it have to do with us humans who your dwarf gods expel?" William said coldly, "The collusion between the human god of forging and craftsmen, and the dwarf god of forging, is what deserves our attention!
What's more, the God of Nobles is obviously colluding with them.
Humph! Did the demon attack the dwarf kingdom? Why didn’t I hear about it?
Don’t you have any explanation for what happened in between?
Humans are not puppets of dwarves!"
He stood up suddenly and looked at the elf princess: "Where is the elf? Is this the same attitude?"
"My lord, the guardian of the elves, sent an oracle before my departure, asking me to convey my gratitude to the God of Time and Space. Thank you for his help in exposing the rebels' whereabouts.
The Forest of Elves has begun to search for newborn babies, hoping to find the two traitors. They will never let them go easily.
As for subsequent compensation to the human world, the future Elf Queen, the daughter of Nature, Elise, will visit all human countries after the demon war ends."
The elf princess sensitively discovered William's dissatisfaction with the dwarves, and spoke for a long time with a serious expression and an upright posture.
William frowned. Although the elf's approach was a little more diplomatic, he actually didn't intend to say anything about this matter.
I still don’t plan to tell humans the truth about the past.
He looked around the hall, looking at the obvious dissatisfaction on the faces of the human envoys, and slowly sat down: "I understand."
He turned to look at the Prime Minister: "What happens next is mankind's own business. There is no need to ask dwarves and elves to continue to stand here."
The Prime Minister had a mental meeting and knew that William did not want to see the arrogant faces of these two races again, so he directly stepped forward and sent them out of the palace gate with a gift.
"Your Majesty, your eyes are a bit fierce." Adrian said timidly.
Hill understood what Adrian meant. William indeed didn't say much, but the anger in his eyes could make people feel chilly through the screen.
"Nature's daughter?" Hill was actually interested in this title.
"What is the reaction of natural consciousness?" Fran asked.
"No reaction." Hill said with a smile.
Fran sneered: "How can elves still be loved by nature? No wonder, for thousands of years, there has been nothing in the news about the Mage Association. There have been rumors about elf druids outside.
All the elves I met said that all druids have gone into the wilderness to appease nature and are not willing to stay in the Elf Forest to enjoy life."
"What about the former Druid?" Hill was a little confused.
"Druids are rare among elves. It's normal not to see one for decades." Fran shook his head, "But once they embark on the path of druids, naturally they will not be deprived of their qualifications easily.
Nature is always tolerant of those she loves.
It’s just that no new druids have appeared, right?”
Hill scratched his head in disbelief, why were there so few druids?
Druid is the main profession of elves, right?
"His Majesty King Salar." Greenberg's foreign minister bowed slightly: "Greenberg is in a very dangerous situation now. It is really unbearable to deal with the Gate of the Abyss on his own. I hope to get some help from Salar.
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William just raised his chin slightly, and the Prime Minister directly took over the conversation: "I wonder what kind of assistance Greenberg needs? Undead?"
"Greenberg is too far away, how can he trouble the family of the great God of Time and Space so much?" Greenberg's envoy remained calm, "I heard that Salar has an ice-based alchemical bomb, which is very practical for dealing with demons. Greenberg
He is willing to pay a price in exchange for the method of making this kind of bomb."
"You can go directly to Master Flan." The Prime Minister said without hesitation.
"Greenberg sent someone to Master Fran's Magic Tower to purchase it, but was rejected."
"That is Master Fran's private matter. Salar will never make such unreasonable demands on a master alchemist in the name of the country."
"As far as I know, Master Fran has given the formula to the alchemist at King's College?" Special Envoy Greenberg asked step by step.
"Of course, Master Fran has a nominal vice-president in the Alchemy School of King's College." The Prime Minister glanced at Special Envoy Greenberg with a look that looked at rubbish. "That is what the master specially provided to the school in order to select ideal students."
It has nothing to do with the country."
Special Envoy Greenberg's face turned red. Who doesn't know that your alchemy apprentices at King's College make a lot of ice bombs every day to make money?
Is it a joke that Frank accepts students? That Adrian is still standing there!
"Speaking of which, can I also go to King's College for a walk?" Adrian suddenly said, "Teacher, do you think there will be some good candidates there? After all, they will be looking for jobs after graduation."
"Take Bonn with you!" Fran thought for a moment, nodded and said, "You are not suitable for teaching the basics of spells and alchemy. Bonn has been teaching apprentices for the past few years, but he has taught him very well."
Hill turned his head and glanced at Fran.
"Bonn is a good kid." Frank ignored him. "Although he is not qualified enough, he is diligent enough and doesn't blame others. No wonder Hill likes him so much."
Hill squinted his eyes and laughed: For Bonn, who had to work hard to become an archmage, his life was completely different from Hill's personal servant to a teacher at King's College.
"When the devil's matter is over, I will take him there." Adrian made a decision, "I must choose a successor as soon as possible."
"However, I remember that His Majesty the King sent someone to buy this bomb formula some time ago?" Adrian said a little baffled, "Isn't it said that the undead can use their merits to buy it?"
"You're not using your brain." Frank sneered, "That guy Greenberg said it was to fight the devil, so how can you ask him for money for the formula? You want to get it for free."
"The undead can be exchanged, but no one has done so yet." Hill said helplessly, "Unless the alchemy bomb is particularly valuable, they won't waste so much effort on making it. They might as well make fireworks!
"
The apprentices at King's College have reduced the price of alchemy bombs to the lowest level. The standard bombs they make are, to a certain extent, more popular than those made by mages because of their high safety. After all, they still
Operations such as changing the ratio of materials and trapping people who use bombs will not be carried out.
Nowadays, some entertainment-type alchemy equipment is the favorite type of undead alchemists to make. However, mages in this world, even apprentices, will not waste their energy making such things. Instead, they will spend money to buy two of them when they encounter them.
Play.
If an undead alchemist makes something, he will soon be ruined on the street. Even minor nobles and ordinary civilians know that if they want cheap alchemy products, go to the undead store to buy them.
They never understood why the undead would spend thousands of crystals to open a shop, but sell things worth a few gold coins.
Nowadays, families with a little bit of money in Salar will go to the undead shop to buy the lowest-level alchemy lamps for use. After all, the undead are completely losing money, so it is much more cost-effective to burn candles together.
After thinking about it for a while, Hill realized that this was their introductory product for gaining proficiency.
Since the number of undead people has increased, more and more people are thinking about playing life and career.
William's methods are always carried out quietly. With the same materials, the undead can make more money by making fireworks than alchemy bombs. Relying on this thing, the alchemy apprentices at King's College can live better than those alchemists outside.
Warlocks are much better. After they graduate, they are naturally directly recruited by William's major factories and government departments, and naturally become employees of state-owned enterprises or civil servants.
Standing at the top of the pyramid, Hill didn't feel too deep.
But many of the lower-level alchemists were either forced into William's arms and went to work in factories. Or they simply left for other countries. What I'm talking about here is of course the original Hafa Sardo, but
Although they are exploiting the sidelines, as long as there are nobles who live and drink, there is a market for them.
As for the three countries of Salar, anyone with a discerning eye can see that if the nobles want to save their wealth and lives, they must be honest for at least hundreds of years.
Idiots, they basically participated in this rebellion. Blowing up the alchemy factory was just the biggest step, but other minor rebellions were suppressed by the undead.
This time William didn't stop midway, and the undead hunted out everyone from the corners and killed them all.
Adrian can sit still because his father finally got the life potion he sent back and can live for many more years. He cherishes his life very much and resolutely refuses to participate in anything. He just squats in the territory.
Haven't moved.
After all, Fran's family has a good relationship with the king. With Adrian behind them, as long as they don't take the initiative to cause trouble, the family will be able to continue. But Adrian has returned the favor of life. If they take the initiative to jump into the muddy water, Ah
Derian will most likely choose to protect himself and will not help them handle the matter.
Nobles are such creatures, they are both bold and very aware of current affairs. Everything depends on whether the person in charge can clearly understand his own status.
Although William lost a little money, the entire country was on the right track, and there were basically no delays.
Salar is now the most powerful country in the human world.
So the dwarves and elves came directly to Salar, and several other countries also quickly sent their royal family members.
When Salar was in trouble internally and externally, and when William came to the throne, they did not send anyone here.
The Foreign Minister of Sarabia pulled Greenberg behind him and asked with a smile: "Then can we buy the alchemy bomb directly? There are not many alchemists in Sarabia, so we prefer to buy finished products.
"
"Okay." Prime Minister Salar immediately said with a smile on his face, "The price is basically the cost price plus a little apprentice's labor fee. We will not make such shady money."
Greenberg's Foreign Secretary angrily grabbed Minister Sarabia's neck: "What do you want to do? Sarabia does not have a gate to the abyss!"
"I'm not worried that you can't handle it. What if the devil comes to our country?"
"Get out!" He threw away Minister Sarabia, straightened his clothes and said to the Prime Minister: "Please forgive my selfish desire to save every expense, and please buy us the alchemy bomb first. After all, we are the only ones in urgent need.
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The Prime Minister turned to look at William who nodded, and agreed: "Of course. And Salar allows basic materials to be used to offset the account, and it doesn't have to be spar."
He thought about it for a moment and continued: "Not only the alchemy bomb, but also everything in Salar is fine. If it is a folk product, you can also exchange materials for crystal stones in the Finance Institute first. Salar is very financially wealthy now."
Hill looked at the grateful envoy Greenberg and the somewhat moved ambassadors of other countries, and smiled slightly.
William is probably the king who is most in need of spar in the world.
Others may not understand why William is still short of people and basic supplies even though there are close to hundreds of millions of undead.
However, William is probably really short of the daily necessities of ordinary people.
Therefore, William freed a large number of slaves to farm the land, hoping that even without the miracle, the Salar people could be self-sufficient.
"There is one more critical matter now." Prime Minister Salar said solemnly, "My king's decree: Let's not mention the god of nobles for the time being, but the whereabouts of the god of casting and craftsmen. Please return to all countries and ask for more information.
Notice."
All the ministers, including King Noah, stood up straight and nodded in agreement.
They understood that the person who said these words was not King William of Salar, but the future god, the present Pope of Time and Space, giving instructions in the name of God.
"Even if the kingdom of God collapses, they themselves will also fall from the altar." William said coldly, "But it won't take ten years for them to reopen the path of faith. The evil god will not take the right path. Don't think about yourself
If your country turns into a dark place, just be serious.”
Hill glanced at Fran: "You shouldn't be coming to Salar, right? That God of Forging?"
"How is it possible?" Fran raised his head and glanced, "In the land of Salar, there is nothing to look at, but as long as a little bit of the breath of other gods, it will be like a little black on the white snow, you can see it at a glance. Unless you have time and space
With the permission of God, other gods, Salar cannot come in at all."
Therefore, in this world, we can no longer play tricks such as the most dangerous place is the safest.
This is really good, Hill smiled and celebrated to himself.
William stood up, nodded to the people below, turned around and left.
This time, Prime Minister Salar was the first to see King Noah off.
Only after all the envoys had left did Hill react: "They didn't let the Mage Association speak to the people in the Warlock Tower."
"The Warlock Tower is just here to express their position. They will not compromise and cooperate with evil gods and demons. The Mage Association doesn't know what it wants to do." Fran leaned on the sofa and picked up a glass of wine. "Such a big thing happened in the human world before.
It was requested by the Mages Association. But this time, the first reaction of all countries was Salar."
"There are profit-minded idiots everywhere, just wait and see." He raised his glass to the sky outside: "Here's to a wonderful life."
