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

At this moment, facing the unconfident look of High Priestess Mariana, Fluder nodded affirmatively.

At least from what he had heard, there was no problem with the teaching level of High Priest Mariana.

"Oh, sorry, High Priestess Mariana, I just have some new insights."

Kalko, awakened from his thoughts, lied without changing his expression, but immediately asked about the problems he encountered when practicing with Sirshana and others last night.

Kuirat and even Fluder beside them couldn't help but lean over curiously.

What Karko was asking at this time were only some knowledge about magic casting, which was not only within the scope of Fluder's guidance, but even Kuirat, who was still at the third level, could come and listen.

For a moment, the four people sitting on a huge blue cloth discussed magic with each other.

In addition to the other four people including Karko, in the open space on the other side, Old Hank and Kulev were guiding the training of the Remedios warriors while teaching Kulev about the Angelicia Mountains.

Old Hank was recruited by Carl as a guide. If it weren't for Old Hank along the way, Carl and his companions would have been lost in the Angelicia Mountains long ago.

Magical warnings have now been set up around the camp, and with the Archangel of Fire and the Archangel of Flame staying nearby ready to attack at any time, the intelligence-specialized wind elemental elves summoned by Fluder are keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings.

The entire camp does not have to worry about being attacked by monsters.

It had been almost several months since Kalko left Gondo, and now they were heading towards Erantel.

Ever since she last realized what was happening with Hamsuke, an idea had come to Karko's mind.

His original goal was to let Spa learn runes in the Dwarf Kingdom, and then take him to Erantil or the Free City of Vardis.

The total estimated time is about two to three years.

It is estimated that the stay in the Dwarf Country alone will last for one or two years.

However, because of the situation in the Dwarf Country, and her previous awareness of Hamsuke's parents, she plans to lead the team to Erantel first to see if she can bring Hamsuke back.

If Hamsuke can really be called out to the Grand Canyon before fighting the Frost Dragon, then he won't have to worry about the Frost Dragon at all. He might even be able to make friends with a powerful person of the maximum level.

Of course, even if she couldn't find Hamsuke's parents, she could still get a Hamsuke who was at least Lv.30 to help.

It can be regarded as an additional middle-level combat force. Otherwise, when fighting against the Frost Dragon, if there is really only Fluda, who is around Lv.42, Karl, who is around Lv.35, will fight a Frost Dragon around Lv.45.

Even with the help of the dwarf's equipment, it is hard to say whether we can win, not to mention the large group of frost dragons behind us.

It is always a good thing to be able to attract more combat power.

As for the Dwarf Kingdom, in order to ensure that Spa could still learn the Rune skills smoothly after they left, Karko deliberately left Alphonse and Gawatt, who had followed them before, there to look after Spa.

As for the prototypes made of cobalt, except for the two best ones that were taken away by Karko and Kuirat, the rest were given to Alphonse and Gavart for distribution.

Coupled with their own strength and the situation in the Dwarf Kingdom, they are all very strong, so there is no need to worry about Spa's safety for the time being.

At this time, they were roughly at the junction of the Tob Forest and the Angelicia Mountains. It was estimated that they would be able to get out of the forest and reach Erantil in a few months.

By that time, after a short rest, maybe she will be able to break through to the fifth level. By then, she will learn how to teleport by herself and can travel freely between cities where she has engraved teleportation nodes.

However, just as Karko was lost in thought about what to do next, Fluder suddenly said something that surprised everyone present.

"Everyone, if you don't mind, I will rest in this camp with you tonight and will not return to the empire."

Fluder sighed and shook his head slightly.

"You...are not going back to the Empire?"

Karko was surprised for a moment, and then immediately realized the key point of the matter.

Come to think of it, she had just celebrated her tenth birthday not long ago. Gilkenifer was two years older than him, so if we convert the numbers...

"Fluder-sensei, is there something wrong with the Empire?"

Fluder nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly.

"I don't know if it's because I've been with His Majesty lately, but the Empire has been a little hostile to me recently. But it doesn't matter. After I escort His Majesty to Erantil, I will go back and explain to His Majesty."

Fluder said this with certainty, but in reality he also knew that an inexplicable storm was brewing in the Empire at this time, but he knew that there was no way to stop it, let alone to intervene.

He was able to stay in the empire for decades because he was indifferent to government affairs and was obsessed with magic.

No matter whether it is the former emperor or the current emperor, he will not give clear support. Even if the emperor may have complaints about this later, but relying on his magical attainments alone, those emperors will sooner or later put aside their complaints and live in peace with him.

Only this time...

Fluder thought back to the information he had gathered earlier.

His Majesty the Emperor suddenly became seriously ill, and those nobles were ready to make a move...

I'm afraid this matter won't be resolved so easily.

Karko also asked at this time: "Teacher Fluder, the priest group my father left for me in the Empire..."

Fluder looked at Karko, who had a heavy expression on his face, and explained immediately.

"Your Highness, rest assured. I have already placed the Priests in my mansion. No matter what happens in the empire, it will not affect the Priests in the end."

"Really? That's great."

Karl nodded in relief.

Her absence from the Empire did not pose such a great deterrent effect, whereas Fluder returned frequently, and no matter what happened, the Empire would never fall out with Fluder.

This way, there is no need to worry about the safety of the priests.

What Karl didn't expect was that the turmoil in the empire would come so quickly.

It was night time, in a magnificent Byzantine-style palace with a round dome, the once strong and powerful emperor of the empire was now lying on a golden bed with a dark complexion. Although he tried his best to open his mouth, he was still hoarse and unable to utter a word.

Under the dim light, the queen, wearing her carefully selected clothes, walked slowly like a cat, holding a bowl of medicine in her hand and came to the bedside of the emperor of the empire.

The gentle and graceful voice seemed to be mixed with deep concern.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine."

After saying that, he poured the thick brown medicine in his hand into the emperor's mouth spoonful by spoonful, as if pouring water from a bucket, in front of the emperor's angry and confused eyes, which were filled with bloodshot.

In another room of the palace, Gilknifer was smacking his lips happily, falling into a familiar sweet dream.

50

Chapter 50: Empire Storm.

The imperial palace is as magnificent as ever.

Under the throne, nobles from all directions stood on both sides. Some of the nobles looked puzzled, some looked worried, and some seemed calm on the surface, but the wantonness and arrogance in their eyes could not be concealed.

Fluder, who had accompanied Karko and the others on their adventure, was now standing by the side, leaning on a cane with a melancholy look in his eyes.

There seems to be a mixture of worry and helplessness here.

Although the people present had different expressions, without exception, all of their eyes were fixed on a young man.

A young boy wearing a crown sitting in his mother's arms.

The mother was in high spirits at the moment, with her head held high like a proud black swan. In contrast, the boy sitting in her arms had a dull face, like a carefully carved doll.

Gilknifer Rune Farod Alnics only felt a moment of confusion and fear.

A few days passed, and until now he still felt like he was in a dream and had not woken up.

Looking at the noble ministers with different expressions below, at this moment Gilknifer felt that his previous cleverness and wisdom in being able to discern what a person was thinking was completely useless at this moment.

Why, why did this happen?

My father died young in the prime of his life.

He hurriedly sat on the throne of the emperor of the empire, but he did not feel happy at all.

He wanted to cry so much, he wanted to cry loudly, but his mother beat him and told him to be strong, that the situation was urgent and he should think of it as for his father, and asked him not to cry.

But, but he didn't even see his father for the last time...

The mother also said that at this time many people were eyeing his throne, and many people were coveting this position. If anything went wrong, they and her would be doomed.

But why, why, he never saw these things in the eyes of the people below.

Why is there only fear and confusion, and also the smugness that seems to be almost overflowing?

Even the teacher looked at me with sympathy?

Why is that?

At this moment, Gilkniver felt like his head was a mess. A feeling of sadness surged in his heart and his eyes were wet.

But soon, several miserable figures covered in blood were escorted into the palace by guards.

Gilknifer didn't pay attention at first, as all he could think about was his father's death and the behavior of the nobles below. But then he heard a familiar yet strange tone, which instantly made him look up.

"younger brother……"

“Brother…Brother…I…it hurts…”

"Your Majesty, please, spare us."

The hoarse and staggering sound was like a club hitting Gilkniver on the head, and all the confusion in his brain was easily dispelled by this club.

Gilkniver looked up in a daze, with sparkling eyes as if he was crying at this scene.

Only then did he realize that the people below were all his brothers, but they were not his mother's biological children, but born to other concubines.

His brothers have completely lost their former elegance, nobility, and even high spirits.

Their legs were twisted irregularly, and the coarse linen clothes on their bodies were almost soaked with blood. They looked like a slug lying on the ground, able to move only by wriggling their bodies.

But every activity is met with countless pain and wailing.

Gilkniver wanted to say something, but the next moment, a high and loud voice echoed in the palace.

"Now, the murderer of the emperor has confessed and shall be executed immediately!"

In an instant, the order from his mother made Gilkniver freeze in place.

What, they killed my father?

The answer was so counterintuitive that the boy's brain suddenly shut down.

And at the moment he was stunned, his brothers and sisters were dragged out like a few pieces of rags.

The nobles standing on both sides couldn't help but frown at this moment.

Even the noble who originally had a hint of complacency between his brows now had a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Rough, too rough.

Where does this put their aristocratic etiquette?

Even if these princes really had to die, it should not be in this name, and certainly not in this posture.

What's the difference between someone like this and those untouchables?

This is simply an insult to the nobility and the emperor!

For a moment, some nobles couldn't help but speak out, but soon an order that surprised them came.

"Count Rodrigo speaks for these criminals like this, so I think these criminals must be related!"

"Come here, take him away for interrogation!"

After saying that, the queen turned her gaze to the captain of the palace guards, her dear brother, who was standing beside her.

The mature and charming man met the Queen's gaze with a smile, then bowed slightly with his hand on his chest.

"I will follow your orders, Your Majesty."

After saying this, the captain of the palace guards waved his hand lightly, and the palace guards in golden armor rushed in and took the earl away.

"Queen, what do you mean? We..."

The Earl hadn't finished speaking when a fist from the captain of the guards shut him up and knocked him unconscious.

The nobles around looked so ugly after seeing this scene.

For a moment, he couldn't help but look at a certain Grand Duke standing beside him, who was also the father of the queen in front of him, with a rather dangerous look in his eyes.

But what they didn't expect was that the Grand Duke was obviously frowning at this time.

What was happening before his eyes was also beyond his expectations, but when he thought about the future of his family, he put aside this unpleasantness.

What happens in the future will still depend on my daughter, so let her be a little proud for now.

Seeing the people who dared to rebel against her being dragged away, the queen truly felt at this moment how intoxicating the power brought by the thing under her seat was.