Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

Yes, this is how a magic caster thinks.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by magic.

"That's right, Mr. Fluder. You may need to improve your physical condition first, but you definitely can't stop this research."

Karl let out a long breath and spoke half with emotion and half seriously.

"Maybe we are opening a new chapter in magic..."

For a moment, after hearing what Karko said, Fluder became even more excited.

If the magic power composed of the three types of magic and fighting spirit does not have too many problems, then it will definitely surpass any other type of magic in terms of popularity.

Even if they succeed in this path and turn it into a magic system, how wide will the coverage of this magic system be?

Fluder couldn’t help but look at Cecilia who was standing aside.

If there is one person who is most suitable to enter this hall now, it is undoubtedly the one in front of him who replaced Jill and became his favorite and most outstanding disciple.

But the thought only flashed through Fluder's mind.

Both Fluder and Kalco were very clear about one thing.

That is, magic is not necessarily more powerful the older it is.

When a magic system is passed down in an orderly manner, it will definitely spiral upward over time.

If the original magic had not been restricted in the first place, it would have continued to develop.

Even though it is restricted, there is still a branch called level magic. In a sense, isn't it an improvement that magic does not require the consumption of souls but only consumes regenerative secondary energy?

There was even a moment when Karko himself felt that even if the Eight Desire Kings had not done what they did, this kind of soul-consuming magic would eventually be eliminated by the times.

Although the effect is powerful, the cost is too high and the cost-effectiveness is not high.

There was even a question in Karko's mind: would the River of Souls itself be exhausted, for example, falling into a situation similar to the mysterious disappearance of the Type-Moon?

Therefore, as magic continues to advance, Fluder and Karko's magic research is bound to have flaws, after all, they are all crossing the bridge by feeling the stones.

There is no way Fluder and Karl can go on like this, they are the most talented ones, if they don't move forward then no one will move forward.

But at the moment, Fluder thought he was already in the forefront.

The latest magic research can be left to me, but since I am destined to follow this path in terms of magic power, I don’t have to leave it to Cecilia.

Because this was the only genius he had seen in more than a hundred years whose talent was second only to his.

If possible, Fluder did not want to waste his disciple's great talent. He would rather leave a more complete system to Cecilia instead of letting her follow him into the fog.

After all, this involves fighting spirit, and this new magic may require a certain level of warrior talent, so if you want to select candidates, it is best to choose those who are above average.

After some consideration, Fluder spoke slowly.

"Some children will be studying in the Empire's magic academy soon."

"I will select some outstanding children to try this exercise."

"Your Highness, don't be in a hurry to convert your magic power recently. After all, there are some things that we still need to see the research results before we can make a conclusion."

In response to Fluder's suggestion, Karko nodded in understanding.

If that kind of magic really has extraordinary advantages, she is not the kind of person who is pedantic.

Although she felt that there was no such possibility.

Not long after, an order from Fluder came out from the manor.

All the nobles of the empire, even Jill who had already begun mobilizing the knights, were silent and dared not move until they learned of this order and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

What? It’s just selecting a few students to cooperate with the experiment. What’s the big deal?

Inside the Empire's Academy of Magic.

Some young boys and girls are feeling extremely excited and thrilled about this matter at this moment. Although the teacher said that this experiment may cause some problems for the participants themselves, for those of them who aspire to become magic chanters, these problems are not a problem at all as long as they can get close to the legendary great wizard!

However, among the noisy boys and girls, there was only a short-haired blonde girl who was sitting there with a worried look on her face.

"Arxue, what's wrong with you?"

The girl next to her seemed to be Aixue's friend. She asked worriedly, "Is your family implicated as well?"

Although the Queen brought together the interests of most of the nobles when she came to power, some nobles were always excluded.

Just like the girl's family, it was looked down upon by some nobles because it only had a few decades of history.

But Arche didn't have such worries. She was simply worried about the current situation in the empire.

"No, it's okay. I was just wondering if I could get selected."

Ai Xue smiled bitterly, and then continued to fall into deep thought.

I don’t know whether my father’s current stance on the Queen’s side will have any negative impact on the family.

Just as Ai Xue was still thinking, the door of the classroom was suddenly slammed open.

"No, it's not good!"

"Her Royal Highness the Queen died while she was away!"

"what?"

"What did you say?!"

For a moment, all kinds of voices such as confusion and shock were heard in the classroom.

Only Aixue shuddered.

Suddenly, she felt as if a storm was sweeping towards her.

120

Chapter 120: Rebellion in the Empire.

The news of the queen's death was like a huge rock smashing into a pond with undercurrents, causing a stir.

The many nobles who had originally stood behind the queen suddenly and spontaneously split up from each other, and then began to come together according to their own interests.

For a moment, various quarrels were heard from manors in different locations.

Although the voices and participants are different, the content of their discussions is almost the same.

"What happened to that woman? Why did she suddenly get angry and want to go out hunting, but she just died outside like that?"

In the study room with bookshelves on both sides, a noble with a chubby figure and a gloomy face angrily punched the table in front of him, and in front of him, several nobles with the same attire were silent for a moment.

After a long time, one of the men with a cold expression slowly walked out and spoke loudly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Earl, I haven't received any definite news yet, but I heard that it was because of that new pretty boy."

"It seems that the pretty boy wanted to go out hunting, and the Queen couldn't resist his constant persuasion, so she agreed."

As he spoke, the aloof nobleman tilted his head slightly and shrugged, which was rare.

"You know, Lord Earl, Her Majesty the Queen just lost her brother, and now she obeys that pretty boy's every word."

"idiot!"

Almost as soon as the nobleman finished speaking, the earl angrily swept everything on the desk to the ground.

"Brain, where's the brain!?"

"She is the queen, the backbone of all our nobles now. How could she not take it seriously?"

"Just a little white face's words can make her put herself in danger. Does she still have the ability to think?"

The Earl's angry question echoed in the house. At this moment, everyone, even the indifferent noble who had just spoken, remained silent.

If the queen had any brains, would she listen to her brother and join them in poisoning the emperor?

My Lord Earl, sometimes you speak without thinking.

For a moment, many nobles were silently complaining in their hearts.

The Earl seemed to have calmed down in silence, knowing that it was meaningless to continue being angry now, and that it would be best for him to fight for his own interests as soon as possible after the Queen's death.

But the count still felt a little angry.

In order to achieve the current situation where the nobles are the only ones in power, most of them can be said to have been planning for at least five years in advance.

However, five years of time only brought less than two years of freedom?

Wouldn’t it be a waste of five years of preparation?

If the queen favored that pretty boy, he could still accept it, after all, that pretty boy had no background and was easy to control. But as the queen, how could you let him die so hastily?

It seems like a struggle, but also like unwillingness.

The count finally asked through gritted teeth.

"Didn't she take enough knights with her when she went out?"

The many nobles present looked at each other, and then one noble with a cold expression still spoke up fearlessly to explain.

"It is said that they encountered a very terrifying monster. They were no match for it and could not defeat it, so they all fled."

"Monster, what kind of monster can defeat the guards of Her Majesty the Queen?"

"A large number of goblins, and a dozen ogres."

"Asshole, isn't there a single loyal one among those damn knights?!"

"Count, have you forgotten? The loyal people died under the lightning of the archmage not long ago."

"..."

"I've already told those idiots not to touch the Archmage. Why didn't they listen?!"

The Count immediately started to curse, completely forgetting that he was also one of the people who stood against Fluder before.

"Okay, now the most important thing for us is to fight for our own interests first."

"Although Her Royal Highness the Queen is dead, the current situation was created with great difficulty by many of us nobles. We must not allow this incident to destroy this beautiful situation!"

"I believe that some of the other nobles should have realized that they are holding the little emperor hostage at this time. What we need to do now is to protect ourselves as much as possible and then have a good talk with the other party."

"If the other party wants to continue to seek the greatest benefit, then our cooperation is absolutely indispensable."

"so……"

The count coughed twice and said nothing, indicating that everyone present understood spontaneously.

After all, they just wanted to fight for interests, and they didn't want to be hated by the little emperor.

As for directly usurping the throne, it was not within the consideration of him or even these nobles.

Only a stable country can provide these people with the resources to suck blood to their heart's content, and the neighboring kingdom has given them a very good example.

Now it all depends on whether those dukes can compete with each other, and then they can cooperate with each other.

However, thinking of this, the Earl gave a few more instructions to the nobles under him.

"Don't run around during this period. Only if we unite together can we share the final benefits. Do you understand?"

Many nobles present nodded upon hearing this.

It's just that one of the nobles looked a little perfunctory, but the count was already used to it.

If the other party was not so capable, and had not been knighted by the army and later promoted to baron, with extremely strong fighting power, he would never have dragged the other party into this meeting.

Now that the queen is dead, the knights in the palace might have already started fighting for one of the princes.

It would be better to need some capable people to help ensure your safety!

Just as the earl was sitting on the Diaoyutai with an attitude of composure, waiting for the winner to come and discuss the division of interests with them, just like many other nobles in the imperial capital of Owental.

A loud noise suddenly rang out in the manor and even reached the house.

The count frowned instantly, and then there was a violent knock on the door.

"My Lord Earl, my Lord Earl, something has happened, something has happened!"

"A group of knights have broken into the manor, and there are accomplices inside. My Lord Earl, please leave quickly, the guards of the manor are almost unable to hold on!"

Following the shrill sound outside the door, the Earl stood up in an instant.

"What? An insider? How could there be an insider in the manor..."