Looking out from the top of the bell tower is a spectacular sight.

The dense buildings are surrounded by small squares, and various streets become thin and narrow lines, with curves directly connecting to city gates in different directions.

Taking this view into his eyes, Simon turned to look at the shadow standing behind him, his tone shrouded in a stable tone:

“Is there anything important to report?”

"...Yes, Lord Simon." The voice of the figure covered by the black robe was a little blurred, and it was impossible to hear whether it was a man or a woman: "The news over there, the body of the Conquering Emperor has become weaker and weaker."

“…” Simon.

Conquer the Great Emperor, this is the name of the supreme ruler of the imperial camp where Simon lives.

The reason why he was given the title of Conquer the Great Emperor was that under the leadership of the other party, the empire conquered countless city-states, and the empire's area soared by one quarter.

but--

This is all his achievements.

Although he conquered the city-state and expanded a lot of territory, the battle madman did not seriously think about how to deal with the expanded territory. He just arranged the lords in a hurry and then launched a war. This is also an important reason for the corruption of the empire system today.

But even so, the surrounding Eternal Winter Kingdom and the Duchy of Steel still dare not act rashly.

Because the oppression of conquering the emperor is so terrifying!

In recent years, due to the old age and weakening of the emperor, small movements of the surrounding kingdoms gradually became frequent.

And now... the eyeliner I stayed in the imperial capital actually heard the news that "the body of the conquering the emperor is getting weaker and weaker"...?

Simon frowned and said, "Continue."

"Yes." The figure under the black robe lowered his voice and continued:

"The magical arts about destiny have been used, but these magical arts have no effect and cannot prevent the conquering emperor's body from continuing to weaken."

Hearing this passage, Simon shook his head.

It seems that the physical condition of this combat madman is indeed unreversible.

As mentioned earlier, divine art can arouse miracles and even awaken the dead.

But that is also limited.

The magic technique cannot save the person who is broken into flesh, and of course it cannot save the life of natural death.

Conquering the Emperor is considered to be a dead end, so the magic technique will not have any effect.

"It's just that if this happens, the situation will be more difficult to control..."

Simon gently tapped the bell tower guardrail with his fingers.

The empire is like a giant with limbs pulled by ropes, and he barely breathes this breath by relying on the aid of conquering the Great Emperor.

If the Conquer Emperor dies, the giant will fall down instantly and his limbs will be torn off.

It will not be exaggerated to describe it as a disintegration in an instant.

Simon actually wanted the empire to fall sooner.

But it was this time!

The natural disaster Red Star is coming, the internal struggle of the nobles of the empire, and the fundamental corruption in the system... the most important thing is the coveted things of the Thousand-faced Demon Tools, the Principality and the Kingdom.

The wolf smoke of war seemed to blow up the next moment.

Want to explore the remains of the witch in that chaotic era and find the Void Spirit Face Skin to gather the Thousand-Faced Magic Tool?

Even with the assistance of the natural disaster Red Star, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Simon pulled off the black hair on his forehead with force and asked without looking back:

"How long can the old man last?"

"About a month." The black shadow replied in a low voice.

"A month..." Simon murmured, and thought in his heart.

When the Emperor Conquered, some nobles in the imperial capital would definitely find ways to hide the news of the other party's death.

But this concealment will inevitably not last long...

After all, all countries have installed many unknown eyeliners in the imperial capital.

Judging from the rational point of view, the news of death will be exposed if it lasts for half a month.

This half month plus the previous month.

That is forty-five days.

This is the deadline.

And then, it will be a time when the situation in the mainland is completely turbulent.

There is not much time left for Simon, whether it is the Thousand-Faced Magic Tool, the Evil Star Conference, or the preparation for the war... there is no time to slow down.

"Although I've thought that this day will come, I've never thought that it will come so quickly."

Simon felt helpless.

If you follow this pace, the old man conquered him probably won’t even survive this winter.

Fortunately, the matter is still under control.

Thinking of this, Simon turned around and looked at the shadow:

"Continue to observe the old man's condition, and contact me immediately if there is any change."

"Yes, Lord Simon."

The other party lowered his head respectfully, then raised his head: "But there is another thing before that."

The black shadow handed out the small square box with patterns on the surface from the shadow.

"The Emperor said that I want me to hand over this thing to you."

"Well, I did receive the stuff."

Simon took it and spoke.

"Then I'll take the lead. Lord Simon."

The shadow greeted Simon again, then retreated completely into the shadow.

Feeling that the other party had indeed left completely, Simon couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, and then he looked behind him calmly:

"Aritoya, how long do you have to hide behind?"

Behind Simon is the fence.

Behind the fence is a vast world.

The moonlight fell leisurely, setting off everything very quiet.

No movement.

It was as if Simon was talking to the air.

"If I don't come out tomorrow, I will write to the old man who sacrificed the earthly mother and asked him to send someone to take you back to the imperial capital."

Simon's tone remains unchanged, and he added another sentence.

“…”

Still no movement.

The surroundings are quiet.

Seeing this, Simon raised his eyebrows and was about to continue speaking.

Under Simon's gaze, a ripples appeared in the air, and a figure in a robe in a robe walked out of the ripples.

Although the long hood covers the other person's face, its slender figure curve actually reveals the other person's gender.

The other party took three steps forward and came to Simon right in front of him.

Then—

She stretched out her slender white palm and gently held Simon's right hand.

"...Aritoya." Simon shook his head.

He reached out and pulled off the other party's long hood.

Under the hood is a straight and delicate face.

Slim eyebrows, big green eyes, cherry pink lips, long light golden hair and snow-white skin...

It is the Supreme Saint Elitoya.

Her originally white priest boots were already covered with mud, and her pure white priest robe was stained with stains.

"...You've traveled all the way from Gray Moon to Osede?" Simon couldn't help asking.

Elitoya didn't answer, but just twitched his head up and down.
To be continued...