Book of Gods and Demons

Hyderabad Palace, Queen's Office.

The office is small and the furnishings are a bit old. If the "legal tomb robbers" of the History Branch of the Academy of Sciences come here, they will definitely recognize that there are many tables and chairs in it, all of which are antiques from the era of the founding emperor of the Durham Empire.

At that time, the Durham Empire had basically just transformed from a tribal alliance into an empire. Its national strength was weak and its civilization was sinking... Therefore, the materials used for these tables and chairs were all high-quality precious woods, but the craftsmanship, I can only say, Sitting on it, there are no wooden thorns to pierce the ass, nothing more.

Therefore, the office appears to be a bit dilapidated.

But here is the real core of the entire Durham Empire. Countless commands that make people head down, countless commands that make people go straight up, countless commands that make enemy corpses all over the country, and thousands of families cry, all come from this small office. .

Margaret III was sitting behind a walnut desk, staring blankly at the people waiting in the office.

According to Margaret III's order, Joe sat obediently on a chair next to the desk against the wall, holding a huge jug, and sipping lemon hydrolysate.

In the office, a group of academicians and professors continued to stand in a neat line without saying a word.

The dean of the Academy of Chemistry of the Imperial Academy of Sciences, His Excellency Mendele, who was thrown off the moat by Joe and almost broke his neck, was holding his head, which was still leaking with his hands, standing at his desk, watching sitting. Margaret III behind the desk.

Qiao tilted Erlang's legs and looked at the six-foot-square oil painting on the wall behind Margaret III.

The man in the portrait wears the emperor's diadem, but his left and right hands are not the scepters and celestial spheres that the emperors and kings of Medland often hold in portraits. Instead, he is holding a screwdriver in his left hand and holding a screwdriver in his right hand. A large wrench.

The middle-aged man wearing a crown, his thin face sunken, and a monocle on his nose. His eyes are deep, far deeper than Salian and Conrad.

But his eyes are big, almost covering their deeply sunken eye sockets.

Wisdom and paranoia flashed in the man's iron gray eyes.

I don't know whose work this portrait is, but it must be a master-level figure. He perfectly portrays the characteristics of the middle-aged man in the painting vividly and vividly.

This is a person with great wisdom, but paranoid, even already crazy.

From the corners of his mouth, the contours of facial muscles, and his body language, Joe can feel that this guy is already in a crazy state, or is on the verge of a crazy state.

At the bottom of the oil painting, there is a smooth line of small squiggles.

Joe's eyesight far exceeds that of ordinary people. At a distance of more than forty feet, he can also see the content of this tiny line of tiny characters-‘wisdom, let me surpass the gods’!

Joe clicked his lips. How confident, or arrogant, could he say such a thing?

This one must be Duolun, the last emperor of the Durham Empire.

A lunatic emperor who was obsessed with the study of the ancient civilization and burned the entire treasury in order to create a ‘primal war puppet whose strength is comparable to the gods’, and even the Durham Empire almost collapsed.

Margaret III, the palace change initiated at the 16th birthday party, united with a group of super old Teutons, imprisoned Emperor Duolun, cleansed his confidant, canonized himself, and directly ascended the throne.

The story of the Duolun Emperor, but I can't finish it for seven days and nights.

The ‘legal tomb robbers’ of the Durham Empire like to sneak directly into the territory of neighboring countries and dig out the royal family’s and royal family’s ancestral graves without a word. This bad habit also originated from Emperor Duolun.

He once personally took Hydra's Secret Guard to sneak into a neighboring country, digging up the story of the neighboring country, and even in the encirclement and interception of the millions of troops personally governed by the emperor of the neighboring country, he bucked the trend and stood in battle. Killed the emperor of the neighboring country, and seized the opposing imperial capital...

A madman, a magical and terrifying existence.

It's a pity that such a wonderful person died of illness not long after being imprisoned by Margaret III.

Joe picked up the pitcher, poured a few sips of ice-cold lemonade with ‘Gudong’, and then burped comfortably.

The tyrannical bodily functions had already digested the alcohol in his body seven or eighty-eight, and Joe had also recovered somewhat sober. He looked at Mendele, who was holding his head, and muttered in a low voice.

Why didn't you fall this old guy to death?

There is a problem, there is a problem, come at Joe.

What does it mean to start at Liya?

Qiao knows that Liya attaches great importance to her work as a judge. However, according to the imperial law, if Liya's degree and education at the Tulum Port Local School of Justice were abolished, she would naturally not be able to continue in the court.

Moreover, this kind of thing will undoubtedly become a big stain on Liya.

For civilians, this stain is nothing.

But for a nobleman and a noble lady, this kind of stain...Tsk, it is likely to make her notorious in the noble circle, and it is rare to find a suitable and ideal partner if she wants to marry in the future.

These days, Joe has learned a lot from Ferdinand.

He has initially understood some unspoken rules in the aristocratic circle, some reasonable and unreasonable things.

Therefore, Mendele announced in public that they would abolish Leah’s degree and education...

Joe touched Heringle's slaughter, Jiu Jin was still there, his eyes were slightly red, and he secretly made up his mind-if they really dare to do this, he dared to order the army to surround the so-called academic committee.

Do they dare to implicate family members?

Then, Joe dare!

They use a pen, and Joe dare to use a gun!

It is nothing more than to be punished again... However, the Deren Empire allows feats to be used to offset the crime. Joe happened to know from Laplace that there is an important piece of information that has strategic value for the Deren Empire.

As long as that killer weapon is sacrificed, even if Joe treats the academic committee like this, no one can do anything to him.

Even, Joe felt that Margaret III needed to consider promoting him to Duke.

Meritorious things...hehe, sometimes, it's not difficult.

Joe smiled triumphantly, he burped again.

As a result, a group of academicians and senior professors were very angry and gave him a stern look.

Marguerite III, who was expressionless and sitting behind her desk like an iceberg, finally moved. She stretched out her hand and gently tapped on the desk in front of her, with ice scum, like a cold wind. It spread throughout the office.

"Dear gentlemen, it is well known that I have been in poor health over the years, so I have been living in the simple and recovering the body."

"When is it worth your quarrel?"

At this moment, Margaret III's hair is a bit messy, her face is a bit dark, her eyes are a little red, the corners of her eyes are a little wrinkled, and her spirit is extremely sluggish. It really looks like a lingering sickbed for many years, even sitting there with difficulty. Middle-aged woman.

Well, at this moment, her appearance in front of everyone is just an ordinary woman, nearly fifty in her forties.

However, the aura on her body is extremely powerful, her iron-gray eyes are shining with a cold and ruthless fierce light. Under the threat of her gaze, an angry, enraged Mendelei subconsciously takes two steps backwards, and makes a violent punch. Shivering.

"You, have the smartest brain in Medland... Each of your heads is the treasure of the empire." Margaret III looked at Mendele, and glanced over the one he was holding on top of his head. Thick gauze soaked in blood.

"You have made immortal contributions to the empire. You are the cornerstone of the empire's strength... Therefore, the empire has given you honor, wealth, status, and even a certain amount of power."

"I believe that the rewards given to you by the empire are worthy of your contributions to the empire."

"So, I think you should not be standing in my office at this time, but in your research room, in your classroom, or even... you can be in your own home or your mistress's home. , To breed more and smarter brains for the empire, which is also a contribution to the empire."

"Why do you want to encircle Hydra Palace?"

"Why, your hearts are full of resentment?"

"Why do you use such despicable means to deal with a young man who is carrying out my will and executing my orders?"

Mendele didn’t know where the courage came from. He took a step forward, then pointed at Joe and said loudly, "Your Majesty, please forgive our offense, but... he..."

Marguerite III looked at Mendele expressionlessly: "There is no doubt that you should all have seen the sword in his hand... Even if you haven't seen the real thing with your own eyes, you must have seen it in the Royal Museum. You must have seen copies of it, even its portraits and photos."

"Heilinger's killing, the empire's state-saving artifact, can command all the empire's armed forces."

"I handed Helingel's killing to Qiao temporarily to take care of him, and he would eradicate the empire from the inside, full of hostility and malice towards the empire, full of ambitions and delusions, and...conspirators who intended to disadvantage the empire."

"Those who have just been arrested, they are what I call conspirators."

"Questions?"

Margaret III pursed her mouth~www.ltnovel.com~ Her lips were slightly pale, and her thin lips were drawn into a line, like a thin blade, full of sharp and violent intentions.

Mendele put down his hand covering the wound, he clenched his fists, and said deeply: "Those who were arrested, they..."

Margaret III said coldly: "Many people are your teachers, your classmates, your friends, and even some people are your in-laws... Their social relations, all personal data, are in the supervision department. It’s on the desk."

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"They have been arrested, you come to hold the injustice for them, you come to uphold justice for them!"

Margaret III stood up slowly, her eyes turned red in an instant, with a trace of ferociousness, she stared at Mendele standing in front of her: "You guys, do you want to challenge the imperial power?"

Mendele and the academicians and professors behind him, at the same time stepped back in amazement.

"We need to speak well." Margaret III pursed her lips and sneered. She waved her hand and said coldly: "Joe, you can go now... Find Salian and bring a few more Hydra Secret Guards. Bring some court knights by your side."

"Do you dare to believe it? Your Excellency Mendele, and his colleagues, the students they have cultivated over the years actually show signs of evasive imperial power... Ha!"

"I need to talk to these clever heads and melon seeds."

Joe stood up, holding the jug in one hand and Heringle’s killing in the other, smiled and bowed deeply to Margaret III, then walked out of the room with his head upright. The field shrouded in the office that made Joe feel creepy.