Abe the Wizard

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“The great Emperor Abel has arrived!” Burbich Butler's voice was high and clear, and all guests stopped to speak in the grand palace palace, a tribute to the connoisseur and a reverence for power.

Abel smiled and nodded to the guests, walking to the center of the hall, and he reached out from the tray in the hand of the servant beside him and took out a glass of water spirits juice specially prepared for him, lifting up the juice in his hand.

No guest would say more because he wasn't holding up alcohol. Since Abel's rising status, he has stopped drinking alcohol and treated himself as a true wizard. At the same time, he doesn't have to deliberately please anyone, so alcohol is just a bargain for him.

“Welcome distinguished guests, welcome the great Emperor Aldous from afar, you are still so handsome and every time I see you, I wish I had your charm at your age!” Abel's words made the guests present laugh in good faith.

Emperor Aldous nodded with a smile, and although he was already an old man, he was also proud to have been able to see from him a young Englishman with good nourishment and naturalness.

He had a smile on his face, and he was delighted, because the compliment came from the mouth of an emperor of the same or more powerful empire, making him sound extraordinarily comfortable.

Of course, he would not really take this as a simple compliment, because the details of his life were known to Abel, and this could reflect the fact that the intelligence system of the Kingdom of St. Ellis had been penetrated into the Kingdom of St. Alvo.

However, the goodwill shown by Abel was abundant, which gave His Majesty Emperor Aldous more confidence in the ensuing negotiations on a peace pact.

“And the distinguished Prime Minister, His Highness the Duke of Chesterton, I deeply regret that His Majesty the Emperor Manfred has not been able to come, please bring my most sincere greetings to me!” Abel said to the Duke of Chesterton in a slight bow.

“Your Greetings, Your Majesty the Great Abel, I will surely bring you!” The Duke of Chesterton bowed down and responded.

He also understood that Abel was a gesture, a signal to the human world, to the whole Holy Land, that the three empires were living side by side in peace.

The crisis of reduced food production has made it more difficult for the more populous races, the most obvious of which is the Empire of Man and the Orc, which has plunged the human world into chaos, but as long as the three empires are stable, the greater chaos is nothing more than a small matter, with limited impact on the power of the entire human world.

It is precisely for this reason that the Duke of Chesterton and His Majesty Emperor Aldous were confident that Abel would sit down and negotiate a peace pact, and now it seems that Abel should have the same intention.

“And my brother Bernie, don't stand so far away!” Abel looked at Bernie, standing far away, smiling and saying a courtesy.

Bernie is a noble man, but on this occasion, what is the closest thing to Abel, the noblest man on the whole Holy Land?

But Abel's invitation also made it easier for him to be one of them, even if he did not speak, to stand among these noble people, and it would be of great help to him, knowing that Bernie had no talent for training, so his place in the world also represented his place among the Dwarves.

“Dear Elf Archduke Edwina and Duke Albert, may the cuisine of mankind make you accustomed!” Abel bowed to the Grand Duke of Edwina and the Duke of Albert.

Grand Duke Edwina and Duke Albert also bowed back with a smile.

“Thanks to all distinguished guests, your presence has added more glory to the Kingdom of Saint Ellis!” Abel ends by saying it out loud, then raises the crystal glass and says, "Let the party begin, please enjoy yourselves! ”

All the guests lifted their glasses and the atmosphere of the party quickly warmed up after the first sip.

The three Lv17 senior wizards under Abel's control, headed by the Diner senior wizard, had no previous indifference in their eyes, and had been commanded only to complete Abel's instructions.

But just this month, after they received their first month of service, they were already hopeful about the bright future ahead.

In the case of the Senior Diner Wizard, the offering he received this month was a 5000 point redemption authority from the Leandertown Wizard Guild, which is of great value.

It's not impossible for a senior Diner wizard to get 5,000 points, but he needs to work full months or be involved in extremely dangerous tasks.

He was thrilled to be the guardian wizard of the Kingdom of St. Ellis and to receive 5,000 redemption points every month.

Even more surprising is the fact that, in addition to these, the Kingdom of St. Ellis has built him a 17-story magic tower in the Imperial City, the finest configuration for redeeming the Leandertown Wizards Guild.

This tower is already several times more valuable than his old tower, which has been upgraded from one layer to the next, and practicing in that environment is going to improve a lot, which is what he sees most.

The energy consumed by the Magic Tower will be provided by the Imperial Palace, an energy transfer matrix that continuously transmits powerful energy from the Imperial Palace's large defensive matrix into the Magic Tower with two other high wizards.

This enables their three magic towers to open almost all the court lines on a full-time basis, without having to worry about energy.

In fact, Abel, there is no way. As long as the magic stone in his hand passes through the synthesis of the Heradic squares, the purity is unparalleled. Anyone can see the difference in his hand, so this is the only way to provide energy.

Fortunately, there are enough Leandertown Wizards Points to allow him to redeem the Wizards' offerings independently for the resources they need.

Because of this, three senior wizards at level 17, such as Senior Wizard Diner, took the initiative to participate in the party, which also shows that three senior wizards are working hard to integrate into the Empire.

“For the sake of peace and stability in the human world, Your Majesty, our three empires should join forces to suppress those bandits who dare to loot wilfully during the food production reduction crisis!” His Majesty Emperor Aldous smiled and said to Abel.

At that time, there was a small circle around Abel, each of whom was the true ruler of the Holy Continent, including the two great empires, the Dwarves and the Elves, the Sorcerer's Guild, and the Black Robe High Sacrifice of the Orc Empire.

The words of His Majesty Emperor Aldous provoked the interest of everyone in the circle, because the three empires joined forces, and that would involve relations between the three empires and the signing of a compact accordingly.

“Sire Aldous, the Kingdom of Saint Ellis has been working hard to maintain stability around the Empire, for which the Empire has sent a large number of knights to a weak kingdom in response to this robbery, and I agree with your suggestion!” Abel nodded with a smile.

Abel did not have much ambition, and now the Kingdom of St. Ellis has made it difficult for him to administer, and he has no ambition to think of more territory.

Had it not been for the provocation of the Kingdom of St. Ellis, he would not have placed the Empire in his own hands, all because of the idea of self-preservation.

“Sire Abel, our Orc Empire wishes to keep peace with you forever, and I am here on behalf of His Majesty the Orc Empire, the Lion King, to negotiate a peace treaty with you!” The advanced sacrificial voice of the Black Robe of the Orc Empire is as unpleasant as the rubble, but it is sincere in its tone.

“Envoy, is it not enough that the Orc Empire wants peace, alone with the Kingdom of Saint Ellis?” Abel looked at the black robe's high priesthood and asked.

“Sire Abel, the Orc Empire had a peace treaty with the three great empires of humanity a long time ago. The only difference is that you are now the emperor of the Kingdom of Saint Ellis and need to sign a peace treaty with you again!” The Black Robe High Sacrifice bows down and explains.

Abel was surprised when he first questioned the presence of the High Sacrifice of the Black Robe at his celebration, and now for the first time he knew that the three great empires of humanity had always had peace treaties with the Orc Empire.

He looked at the people around him, and from the faces of His Majesty Emperor Aldous and the Duke of Chesterton, he saw the definitive answer.

He also saw the unexpected look on the faces of other guests, when he realized that the Orc Empire did not seem to be a real death vendetta with the human world.

Imagine that in history, at best a small unit of the Orc Empire, with little combat power, would appear among the principalities, more for the training of new recruits, something that has never happened in any empire.

Apart from the incident that caused the Kingdom of St. Ellis to lose its vulture knight, of course, there was no large-scale army, either, but only a quick operation.

Such events are more of a friction for the imperial level, which also occurs at times between the three great empires.

Imagine that, after winning the war against the Orc Empire, mankind did not continue to expand the results of the war, but remained bounded by the Wall of Miracles and still left the Orc battlefield empty.

“Your Majesty Abel, you have become the emperor of the Kingdom of Saint Ellis so suddenly that many things have not been explained to you clearly that the battlefield of the Orc is a battlefield dedicated to the training of human wizards and the sacrifice of the Orc. Without that battlefield, it would not have been possible for the Holy Continent to cultivate a large number of witches and sacrifices with combat experience!” His Majesty Emperor Aldous whispered to Abel.

“In other words, does the existence of a miracle wall pose no danger to the human world?” Abel asked with a dry mouth.

“No, Your Majesty, once the miracle wall is lost, we will lose our initiative in the battle against the Orc Empire, which, with the help of the miracle spirit, will gain the advantage of fighting against human wizards, when countless human wizards will die in front of the miracle wall and the Orc Empire will receive more resources.” His Majesty Emperor Aldous went on to explain.

“Peace requires strength!” Abel sighed softly.

“Yes, Your Majesty, peace requires strength!” His Majesty Emperor Aldous smiled and said to Abel.

Guests in a small circle did not deliberately listen to the conversation until Abel turned around and spoke to the Black Robe High Sacrifice.

“Your Eminence, the Kingdom of Saint Ellis will live in peace with the Orc Empire, and you will be interviewed on specific matters!” Abel tapped his head and said in silence.

“Sire Abel, may the light of peace shine forever upon the earth!” The black robe's high-end sacrificial expression relaxed for a moment, he bowed.

Abel always had this weird feeling listening to an Orc High Sacrifice say that.

The High Sacrifice of the Black Robe is certainly a great pleasure, because the Kingdom of St. Ellis is more powerful than the previous empire, and its military might has posed a great threat to the Orc Empire.

And most importantly, the Orc Empire is very weak today, at the weakest moment in thousands of years when this powerful Orc Empire, which can be fought against the three great empires of mankind, has gone to too many powerful warriors, and Abel has reduced their high sacrifice to an extremely dangerous level.

The Orc Empire needs to sign a peace treaty with the Kingdom of St. Ellis, which is the most important task that the Black Robe High Sacrifice has ever come to, with Abel's consent, even if it is half done.

Wine is an opportunity for most of the guests present to communicate with each other, and for Abel to recognise his place on the Holy Continent.

In his conversations with His Majesty Emperor Aldous and the Duke of Chesterton, he learned that the Holy Land was only a place of practice to provide combatants for the world.

There is a strict dividing line between humans and beasts, the Budapest Mountains, which are divided between the strong and the strong, and the battlefield between the miracle wall and the beast outside the miracle wall is the testing ground in which witches and sacrifices are killed and grown.

Of course, this growth comes at a cost, and death is one of the costs.

In Abel's current position, he can understand the benefits of such rules for human wizards, because if wizards like those in the principalities knew only training all day long, most of the training resources were provided by the principalities, and such wizards' combat power was conceivable.

He just doesn't understand what's going on in the world, why do we need so many wizards with so much fighting power, even the Orc sacrifice, these long-sanctioned wizards and sacrifices, when they become advanced, will leave the Holy Land, but who are the enemies?

His Majesty Emperor Aldous and the Duke of Chesterton failed to answer Abel, nor did any of the high echelons of the entire club answer him. He knew that the Dunn High Wizard must have known, but the Dunn High Wizard promised him that he would not tell him until he had become a High Wizard.

Perhaps it would be the right thing to do earlier to become a senior wizard if the political affairs of the Empire were to be handed over quickly and the whole body and mind put into practice.

After the concert, many changes took place in the Kingdom of St. Ellis, most notably the introduction of the parliamentary system by Count Bennett, which was easily adopted by the Empire thanks to the strong support of Abel and the perceived increase in the power of the great nobles of the Empire.

Nobody thought that there was a process in the parliamentary system that was Abel's way of truly taking control of the Empire.

Members of parliament are elected by the great nobility, by the major cities, and the President of parliament is elected by all members of parliament.

Everything goes as far as the Pokémon's parliamentary system, but when elected, parliamentarians sign a pact of loyalty to the Empire, a pact that looks very ordinary but comes from a magic pact made by Bathory.

Every congressman, even though ostensibly still serving the interests of the great nobles after signing the contract, is in fact completely loyal to the royal family and to Abel.

Of course, the imperial emperor's rights are not diminished, the emperor has all the powers, and the parliament merely assists the emperor in the conduct of his affairs.

The first Speaker was appointed by Abel, and there was no noble objection to that point, since he had designated Count Bennett, who, of course, after being appointed Speaker, had also been elevated to Duke.

Since then, the Bennetts have truly become one of the nobles of the Holy Continent, and Count Brooke has become one of the three Vice-Presidents, with equally astonishing rights in his hands.

On 1 June, after the establishment of the parliament of the Kingdom of St. Ellis, the first thing was the signing of a peace pact with the two great human empires, the Orc Empire, the Dwarves and the Elves, which was also desperately needed by the major forces.

Since the founding of Parliament, Abel has disappeared, appearing only at the time of the signing of the peace pact, and having signed the peace pact, he has never been seen again in the affairs of the Kingdom of St. Ellis.

On June 1, Abel did not return to the Magic Tower after attending the signing ceremony of the peace pact, as he received an unexpected invitation to reach the Dwarves directly through the Fretilin.

“Sire Dunbar, the great dwarf king, King Abel of the Kingdom of Saint Ellis presents his compliments!” Abel bowed to a dwarf wearing a golden armor and a crown.

This is Helmets City, the Imperial City of Dwarves. Abel is not considered an official visit, but a private visit. He is visiting Dwarf King Dunbar opposite at this time.

Abel has never met Dwarf King Dunbar because Dwarf King Dunbar was closed for some time, and Dwarf King Dunbar is a powerful Lv18 wizard whose strength ranks in the top three throughout the Holy Land.

“Great Emperor Abel, my dwarf brother, I've been waiting to meet you!” Dwarf King Dunbar said with a sincere smile on his face and a hug.

Since Abel is a private visitor, Dwarf King Dunbar is also a man and not a follower.

Abel's lower body embraced Dwarf King Dunbar, and this behavior is rare among wizards, because releasing defense so close is a very dangerous behavior.

Abel, in particular, is also a double-knight chief, and Dwarf King Dunbar is a mere prerequisite of a wizard, which demonstrates Dwarf King Dunbar's trust in him as a true brother.

“Sire Dunbar, I've been looking forward to meeting you too!” Abel laughed after the hug.

“Let's go inside and talk!” Dwarf King Dunbar said in a courtesy.

Abel walked into that tall building alongside Dwarf King Dunbar, which is ancient and almost 20 metres tall inside, which is typical of the Dwarf style.

But Dwarf King Dunbar did not stop at the building, but led Abel straight down a downward staircase of the building.

“It's all a lie. Dwarves don't take their brothers up there!” Dwarf King Dunbar laughed.

On both sides of the staircase, countless lighting arrays illuminate the entire staircase, which is no longer the same style as the one above, with stones everywhere and very rough styles.

Shortly after walking up the stairs, Abel saw a huge underground city full of dwarves, completely different from the empty building above.

“This is Helmets City, the Imperial City of the Dwarves!” Dwarf King Dunbar's proud introduction.

Surrounded by a huge array of laws, outside the transparent shield, you can also see traces of the mountains carved around you, without illuminating the array, because either the light from the huge array of laws over the city or the flames of fire and red light all over the city are enough to make the underground city shine.

“His Majesty Dunbar, Master Abel!” Walking on the street, Abel was particularly tall, and the dwarves passing by bowed down to greet His Majesty.

There is a strange phenomenon that Abe is now more and more called His Majesty Emperor Abe than Master Abe in the human world.

And among the dwarves, the dwarves still call Abel the master of Abel, reflecting the dwarf's worship of the master of blacksmiths far higher than that of an empire emperor.

Abel looked at everything around him curiously, and there were shops in all cities, and there were countless blacksmith shops in all cities, where you could hear the sound of a hammer striking an anvil.

Dwarf King Dunbar introduced Abel to the city as he walked, a holy city in the hearts of the Dwarves inside Mount Helmets.

At a minimum, the blacksmiths here are advanced blacksmiths, and there is the most comprehensive blacksmith training process available, each with an independent blacksmith shop in the city, a master blacksmith or a future master blacksmith.

In his introduction to Dwarf King Dunbar, Abel learned for the first time the terrible power of the Dwarf people. So many masters of blacksmiths, most masters of blacksmiths, will live here all their lives, will never leave, and they have devoted all their lives to the Dwarf people.

Abel was in contact with the Gauf family, where he also saw the Dwarf Blacksmiths, but until now he had no idea why the Gauf family was said to be a Dwarf business family.

Because it is the true Dwarf Blacksmith City in front of us, compared to the business atmosphere of the Golf family, it is possible to produce the perfect Dwarf weapon equipment, and it is possible to possess forging technology that has always been ahead of the whole Holy Land.

This is the city of blacksmiths, the city of forging, everything here is for forging.

Along the way, Abel and Dwarf King Dunbar came to a stone castle, which was not tall and even slightly smaller for Abel's two metres tall, but this was the building that really suited the Dwarves.

In front of the castle's gates, the two complete war puppets stand on both sides of the gates, almost 10 metres high, and if it weren't for the strong energy fluctuations on the war puppets, one would really think that these were two statues.

“This is a war puppet, unfortunately the dwarf can make it but cannot support its enormous depletion, so only these two war puppets have been retained!” Dwarf King Dunbar saw Abel on foot and explained helplessly.

Abel's miniature war puppets are the reduced version of this war puppet. Think of the horror of miniature war puppets and you can see how powerful this complete version of war puppet is.

But now he's just looking at it a few more times, and now he's got enough power in his hand, and this energy-consuming war puppet is good, but it doesn't really have a lot of space, it's too big.

Walking into the castle, Dwarf King Dunbar came to a meeting room with Abel, and a glass of fruit juice from a dwarf servant came to Abel. It seemed that he liked fruit juice from the Spirit. The Holy Land was probably well known.

In front of Dwarf King Dunbar was a cup of Master Liquor, which he picked up and inhaled deeply, then tasted, then poured half a cup into his mouth.

“Hoo-hoo!” he sighed and said to Abel, "Your Majesty, I am closed out this time. I cannot drink any more wine after I have drunk your master wine. The other wine is compared to your master wine, like chewing wax! ”

“Thank you for your praise!” Abel sipped the water spirit fruit juice and smiled back.

“Just listening to Bernie the little guy say that you are now going to reduce the supply of Master Wine and Master Wine by half, aren't we Dwarves giving you a little less exchange?” Dwarf King Dunbar looks at Abel and then he puts down his glass and says in a firm tone: “Don't reduce the supply of this wine, just say what you need, as long as the Dwarves can get it out, and I'll give it all to you! ”

Abel knew exactly what King Dunbar of Dwarves had meant by inviting him. There was nothing he could do to reduce the volume of trade between this master and master liquor. Now, with the huge food-consuming empire of the Kingdom of St. Ellis, he could have supported food production, and now he's a little overstretched.

Wine production uses too much food, and the whole of the Holy Continent is unable to buy it. The value of the food is too high, so that the wine production has largely ceased on the Holy Continent.

Abel provides the Dwarves with a large number of Master and Master wines. Knowing that Master wines alone are synthesized from ordinary wines, it takes three times as much to combine, which makes the food needed even more.

This was explained to Bernie when Abel thought that the dwarfs could not live without wine, as the production of the two wines, which required more common ingredients, seriously affected the Empire's food supply.

I didn't realize that the Dwarves were really a race that could not live without wine, which determined to reduce the supply, but now even Dwarf King Dunbar is directly appearing, which means that he can't speculate.

“Sire Dunbar, the food production of the Kingdom of St. Ellis has fallen dramatically, and production is no longer sufficient for the survival of the Empire, and must be reduced only by the production of master and master wines!” Abel stood at the stall and said helplessly.

Dwarf King Dunbar actually knew about this, and it was time for the Dwarves to bring out food to make wine, and they couldn't eat it either.

“Is there no solution, Your Majesty?” Dwarf King Dunbar finally asked.

Abel hesitated a little, Dwarf King Dunbar came out, if he really refused, it would definitely affect his friendship with the Dwarves, but he didn't refuse, where would he solve so many food price gaps!

Suddenly he thought of the island in the ocean and the almost limitless fish resources around it, perhaps…

“Sire Dunbar, if you can send someone to fish at the Temple of Titan, I can exchange the master and master wines for the sea fish!” Abel smiled.

“Fishing is no problem, just can you eat sea fish?” Dwarf King Dunbar asked with some hesitation.

There has never been a precedent for eating marine fish on the Holy Continent, and Abel's ideas have left Dwarf King Dunbar a little confused.

“Of course you can eat it, you can test the fish you catch first, just trade it for what you can eat!” Abel certainly knew seafish were edible, he assured.

“Well, Your Majesty, if it really works, it will not only solve the problem of wine, but it will also enrich the food of the dwarves!” Dwarf King Dunbar laughed.

Sometimes food is right in front of us, but nobody finds it first. Dwarves who can go to the Temple of Titan are the elite, and nobody thinks that the fish there can be eaten, because there's no shortage of food, there's no shortage on these Dwarf elites, and the Dwarf elite doesn't think about food.

In the food supply of the Kingdom of St. Ellis, unprecedented marine fish emerged and in large quantities, many thought that the Empire had sent ships into the sea.

These are Abel's dealings with the Dwarves, and since the Dwarves had an oceanic enclave, they have themselves begun to exploit marine resources, minerals and spiritual animal resources in the ocean being the focus of the Dwarves' development.

Fish are incidental, and Dwarves trade large quantities of marine fish for master and master wines. With Dwarves' technical abilities, fishing tools are only a very simple tool.

The amount of marine fish provided by the dwarves is an alarming figure in the exchange rate required by Abel.

Because throughout the ocean, there are only dwarves, a base for capturing marine fish, which for almost endless fish resources in the ocean is nothing more than a poppy.

So the fish that was eventually exchanged was enough to cover some of the imperial food shortages, which also surprised Abbott, not thinking of a mission to help the Dwarves, and ultimately became the key to resolving the food problem in the Kingdom of St. Ellis.

Perhaps the people of the Empire are not accustomed to consuming marine fish, but from the palace leading with the great nobles, coupled with the causes of hunger, marine fish themselves taste very good, and soon marine fish began to appear normally on the dining table of the imperial people.