Ji Mu was not very interested in this kind of political trick.

What made him care about was Conrad, the last magic emperor, who also had the ability to use different types of magic. He recalled the change in expression on his face when Meleo Leona mentioned this person.

Yan Mu always felt that the last magic emperor seemed a little unusual.

"What is his magic?"

Yanmu looked at Mariela curiously.

"The magic that only investigates the other party is called key magic. As for specific abilities and other information, the information that can be obtained in the black market is very limited."

"I deliberately sneaked into Wangli Library and investigated it. There was also very little information, and it seemed that someone had deliberately erased it."

Mariela lowered her head and spoke quickly.

Key magic?

A hint of surprise flashed in Yanmu's eyes. Judging from this magic name alone, it was impossible to imagine that the other party could use magic with multiple attributes.

However, he also knew some magic, but only from the name analysis, he could not imagine the true ability of magic.

For example, Banatha's seemingly ordinary "line magic" can actually extend the magic power of fate, develop key magic, and use the ability to use multiple attribute magic.

No matter what, the other party is also a magic emperor, and he is not a simple person.

Mariela seemed to feel that she had spent three days investigating, and she continued with a little guilty voice:

"I think that those royal families should have more detailed records. Please give them some time."

Hearing Mariela's opening, Yanmu chuckled and waved his hand.

“This information is enough for me.”

Yan Mu opened his mouth, then suddenly thought of a question and asked:

"How did the last magic emperor die?"

"Diet from illness ten years ago," Mariela recalled.

Yan Mu raised his eyebrows lightly, and then a light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly remembered that the current magic emperor Julius also took over ten years ago.

If the Magic Emperor Julius was the same as the surface, Yan Mu would not doubt the other party, but he knew Julius' identity and purpose better than anyone else.

It is hard to doubt whether Yang Mu wants to doubt it.

The so-called "death of illness is related to Julius?

"Mr. Yanmu, it is said that the national treasure of the Three Leaf Crocodile Kingdom was also known as the national treasure-level magic tool called "Imperial Sword Estorgia".

"This emperor sword is a symbol of the magic emperor of the Three Leaf Crocodile Kingdom. It is said that the current magic emperor Julius has caused quite a lot of trouble because of the lack of the imperial sword."

Mariela then spoke respectfully.

A look of surprise flashed in Yanmu's eyes. He suddenly became very interested in the previous Magic Emperor, and looked at Mariela with some curiosity.

"You also investigated this matter?" Yan Mu spoke.

"no."

Mariela shook her head: "It was Mr. Vanjeer who mentioned it once."

Yan Mu knew a little clearly. As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is not necessarily a friend, but an enemy.

As the biggest hostile country of the Crocodile Kingdom, the Diamond Kingdom has fought with the Magic Emperors of all generations for many times. I am afraid that some of the nobles of the Crocodile Kingdom may not be clear about the information they have learned.

"You don't need to investigate this matter anymore. You have just mastered space magic. Take more time to exercise your magic."

The beginning of the soft voice of the silence of the silence.

If the situation of the previous Magic Emperor is really related to Julius, then this matter is not suitable for Mariella to investigate again.

"yes."

Mariela nodded respectfully and then looked out the window with a hint of coldness in her tone:

"Mr. Yangmu, do you want to deal with him?"

"The Black Bull Fenlar, don't care, just a small character."

Yan Mu smiled gently and shook his head.

In the past few days, he had long noticed that Fenlar was surveillance of him. This guy relied on his space magic and his hidden means were too rough, so it was difficult not to find out.

As he had guessed before, Ye Jian probably noticed something from him through "qi", so he became suspicious.

but.

He was not afraid of Ye Jian's actions. If Ye Jian's actions were not, that would be a situation that Ye Jian deserves to worry about.

Maybe it's time to contact the Black Bull with the identity of a mysterious man.

This thought flashed through Yan Mu's mind and he waved his hands at the same time.

Mariela bowed to Jaemu and disappeared with space magic.

Yan Mu stretched his shoulders, then sat cross-legged on the bed and kept meditating. As the thoughts in his mind moved, the silver magic power instantly covered the whole body, forming a layer of magic skin that could be seen in the naked eye.

If the silver light was only a thin layer when I first started using the magic skin, then the magic skin of the magic skin of the Mu was already about two fingers thick.

It's like the whole body is wrapped in a flowing magic!

This is the result that has been continuously earned at the cost of injury over the past period of time.

The whole room became quiet for a moment.

Only the breathing sound of the wood and the magic skin with a light silver light are constantly changing between the four types of lights: red, blue, brown and blue.

These four colors represent four magical attributes: fire, water, earth and wind.

Under normal circumstances, the natural magic in the air is far less likely to be perceived than the natural magic in the powerful magic area, and these four basic attributes are the easiest to perceive among natural magic.

The next day.

The tavern was suspended because Rebecca was ill.

In a simple but very clean room on the second floor, Rebeca was lying on the bed with a pale face, with a wet towel on his forehead.

Mar, Luka and several younger brothers and sisters all looked at Rebecca with concern on their faces.

Click!

The door opened, and Yan Mu walked in from outside with the medicine soup.

"Brother Yangmu."

"Brother Yang Mu, how is my sister's illness?"

"Sister, is she okay?"

With the emergence of the silence, Mar and his men seemed to have found their backbone at once.

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The medicine soup in Yan Mu's hand was placed on the table beside the bed, stretched out his fingers and placed them beside his mouth, and made a booing move.

Mar and his men quickly reached out to cover their mouths.

"Don't worry, your sister is fine, she just has a cold and will be cured soon."

Yan Mu explained to the few people patiently.

After hearing these words, Mar and others were completely relieved, and then, under the comfort of Yan Mu, they left the room one by one.

"cough."

Rebecca coughed, and said weakly, "It's all my fault. The tavern just opened and had to suspend business because of my relationship."

When Ying Mu heard this, he shook his head: "How can you blame you for this kind of thing? If it weren't for the fact that most of the work was taken over by you during this period, you wouldn't be tired."

While opening his mouth, Yan Mu brought the medicine on the table.

"I'll do it myself."

When Rebeca saw the action of holding the medicine in Yanmu, a blush flashed on her already pale cheeks.

Yan Mu was stunned: "Okay."

Rebeca leaned against the edge of the bed and straightened her upper body, took it from Yan Mu's hand, lowered her head, and gently sipped the medicine soup with a spoon.

"A good rest is more important than a business and health."

“The business of the tavern is not bad for one or two days.”

Yan Mu looked down and drank the medicine soup. Her red hair was scattered casually on both sides of her shoulders. Rebecca, who looked a little thin, had a gentle mouth.

"Um."

Rebecca let out a light, nodding slightly.

After seeing Rebeca finish drinking the medicine soup, Ying picked up the empty bowl and stood up and left. After all, the other party was a girl, so it was not good to continue staying in the other person's room.

“Bao Mu…”

"What's wrong?"
To be continued...