Two Hundred and Twenty-Seven, These Old Men Are Very Bad

When the car started, Grand Magister Lonsadre said to Chris who was beside him: "Actually I can't wait, Your Majesty the great Emperor Chris, I really want to know, what do you think about using nuclear weapons to attack human cities? related views..."

"I know that you are here for this matter, Grand Magister, but I didn't expect you to ask this question in such a hurry." Chris laughed after hearing the question. He really felt that every magic in Greiken Teachers are quite interesting beings.

Whether it's Vivian or the Lonsadlai in front of him, it's not offensive. Maybe they have lived long enough, and they have an enviable atmosphere.

Anyway, it was Chris' confidant Luther who was driving, so Chris didn't plan to avoid such a problem. He thought for a while, and replied to Lonsadlai next to him: "Mortals will never be able to reach the realm of the magician's personal power, so I can only choose to develop another way to protect Alan Hill."

"I feel that if I master the method of destroying the world, then when others want to kill me, they have to consider the consequences of perishing together..." Chris said frankly about his thoughts: "I put this It's called nuclear deterrence."

"But subjectively, I don't want to destroy human cities, because I'm an emperor after all, and I don't want to turn all the land I can conquer into ruins." After saying this, he looked at Lonza Delai, waiting for the other party's answer.

"It's an interesting idea, you can't guarantee that you won't be killed by the enemy, so you guarantee that the revenge after your death will continue to be faithfully executed, and the whole world will be buried for your death..." Nodding, as if caught in a thought.

Then he suddenly asked: "Then, can you guarantee that after your safety is guaranteed, or the safety of Alan Hill is guaranteed, nuclear weapons will not fall in the magic city?"

"If I had a choice, I would naturally not use nuclear weapons to attack the city. The premise is that I have a choice." Chris thought for a while and replied. He was reluctant to put shackles on his nuclear attack, so he was reluctant to promise Lonsadlai anything.

"You know, if you insist on destroying the magical world, or have the ability to destroy all the magical worlds and start doing so, you are no different from the devil to the magician." Lonsadlai thought for a moment. , said another way: "So I hope, you can give me a guarantee that you can continue the existence of the magical world..."

"Of course I'm not against the magical world. I don't plan to destroy any civilization. If they are willing to live on an equal footing with mortals, I can promise not to discriminate against magical civilization." Chris replied firmly this time.

He is not a so-called "mortal savior" who wants to destroy the magical world,

After more than three years of rule, including the use of magic civilization and the management of the Velonsa area, he has begun to tolerate magic civilization.

Chris is a ruler, an emperor, and as long as he wants to be under his rule, there is no difference between a magician and a mortal engineer. The premise is that these people must obey him and become a part of the Alan Hill Empire!

This answer made Lonsadlai silent again. He seemed to be thinking and weighing something, and finally he said: "Grecon is a country with its own perseverance and belief, but sometimes what we do is not the same. not good."

"When the mortals were oppressed by the magic empire, we didn't stop anything, so now we have no position to ask the mortal empire to make concessions."

"But... I don't want to see human cities turn to ruins one by one, nor do I want to see a great empire fall..."

Chris laughed, shook his head and said: "You have the time to worry about this, why don't you just tell me the nest of the puppet empire, and I can end this war tomorrow. You know that means fewer innocent people dying. , you must also know what benefits this victory will bring to our Allies."

"You think of the puppet empire too simplistically." Grand Magister Lonsadlei also laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were twisted into flowers: "You also think too simplistically about Greken!"

"I don't dare to say anything else, but whether we Greken, the puppet empire, or the dragons and elves that are rarely seen now... there are too many secrets that you don't know." After the magister Lonsadlei laughed, he looked at Chris again, leaned on the seat of the convertible, and said seriously: "You can't imagine that thousands of years of magical civilization has a profound heritage, I can be very responsible. Tell you...where is the capital of the puppet empire...I don't even know!"

"Hiss..." Chris took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and stared at Lonsadlai, and asked in an unbelievable tone, "You mean, the capital of the puppet empire moves?"

The great magician in front of him must have lived for hundreds of years. Chris does not believe that in such a long time, this great magician with incredible magical abilities has never been to the capital of the puppet empire.

If that capital, like Serris, was a normal city, Lonzadelai couldn't have opened his mouth and said he couldn't find it. Even if he hadn't been to the other party's capital for a hundred years, he would never have found the approximate coordinates.

So, after listening to him, Chris immediately realized the crux of the problem: the other party's city is either shrouded in some special fog or something, or it is an existence that can constantly change its orientation.

"Smart! It's clear!" Lonsadlai praised, and seemed satisfied with the shocked expression on Chris' face: "The Grand Magister Travish of the puppet empire is 72 years older than me, guess he is What is the scale of the plan that has been discussed for more than 210 years?"

"So it's a pity that you can't provide us with the coordinates of the important cities of the puppet empire..." Chris sighed with regret. If Lonsadlai can tell him the important goals of the puppet empire, then the war seems to be It's over.

"It's not a pity." Grand Magister Lonsadlai looked at Chris and said, "If you give me a promise that you will never slaughter the civilians of Greken for no reason, I will give you one thing, a Something you will definitely be interested in."

"Why don't you talk about this first?" Chris narrowed his eyes and squinted at Lonsadlai.

Lonsadlai shook his head: "Whether or not to change, it's up to you to choose."

"You only want a promise from me? Instead of the blueprints and technology of nuclear weapons?" Chris asked with some doubts.

"No, I don't think nuclear weapons are necessarily the most powerful weapons, and your promise is more precious than nuclear weapons in my opinion." Lonsadlai looked sly and cunning.

Chris touched his chin, nodded and said, "Okay! I didn't plan to kill civilians at all, and I promise you nothing to lose."

Lonsadlai took out a rather heavy and ancient-looking book from his robe and handed it to Chris: "This thing is very precious, I hope you can use the power on it carefully."

Even the rune blueprints of the improved magic defense magic circle were handed over to Vivian, and the books carried by Grand Magister Lonsadlai were very important and precious no matter how you looked at them.

He solemnly took the heavy book from the other party's hand, and Chris opened the cover that seemed to be made of some metal.

"Puppet magic..." Closing the cover of the book, Chris looked at Lonsadlai in shock: "This turned out to be... the puppet magic of the puppet empire..."

"No, this is just a superficial study of puppet magic. The notes and experience of the greatest puppet magician, Vianna, etc." Lomsadlai stroked the cover of the magic record with his hand, an old man full of wind and frost. His fingers lightly brushed the ancient book full of traces of time.

"At that time, the puppet empire had not degenerated into what it is today, and the puppet research at that time was far from being as evil as it is today." He said, withdrawing his palm with some reluctance.

"Why...give me such an important...thing...?" Chris felt that this kind of pie falling from the sky was unreal, so he asked.

"The puppet empire stole Alan Hill's technology and thought it had succeeded... Little do they know that their technology was already stored in Galenok's magic library hundreds of years ago." Lonsadlai touched himself A long beard and a meaningful smile.

The ancient magic empire that can stand for thousands of years is naturally not as simple as a group of silly white sweets shouting slogans such as dreams and beliefs every day.

"You're not afraid, I got this and went down the same path as the puppet empire?" Chris felt that this was a pit, a deep pit dug for him by an old fox.

Lonzadelai didn't mean to lie, and replied in a very bachelor: "This is a game that Greken must win, I have no reason not to do it... This world is far beyond your imagination, the water is deep, child……"

He stretched out a finger and tapped on the cover of the magic book Chris was holding: "If you digest this and go down the same path as Grecken, then we will win the war."

Then he stretched out a second finger and pressed it on the cover of the book: "I was hesitant before, but you told me about nuclear deterrence, so I decided to give this book to You...if you really degenerate and become a second puppet empire...that doesn't matter, it's hard for me to kill Travish of the puppet empire, it's easy to kill you, you're dead, half the world is covered with nuclear weapons , 80% of the remaining magicians are also more of Grecon's."

In the end, he put his third finger on the book: "If you choose the right path, walk out of this world, and go to a farther and stronger place... that's my old man who wants to go all his life. The place to go... you can take me there, even if it's just a glimpse, I'm satisfied!"

Chris looked at the old man speechlessly and felt that he was really too tender: These old men who have lived for hundreds of years and did not cultivate, as expected, none of these old men are fools, they are very bad...