The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"At least, if you want to obtain relevant information first, no matter where it is from, the more information the better - old man, can we use magic to investigate?"

"Ainz Ooal Gown has already tried it, but there is no result. As for the Dragon Kingdom, it is best to obtain information through other means before conducting magical investigations." Fluda said.

"Your Majesty, I still hope you can understand that magic is not omnipotent."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Before the other party started to preach, Jilknif agreed in time.

"Speaking of which, have you discovered any good seedlings among the disciples of the old man recently?" Jirkniff changed the subject.

There is no conclusion on political topics, so why not change your mood and talk about things that the old man cares about.

When it comes to this topic, Fluda does seem to be more interested.

"The disciples are all excellent. It can be said that their current achievements definitely surpass me at the same age, but—"

Fluda's eyes dimmed.

"They are not talented enough, and they are destined to be unable to surpass me."

That's right, those disciples, their talents and talents are far inferior to Fuluda.These disciples now have higher achievements than Fuluda in the past, because Fuluda is groping and studying magic; and these disciples have Fuluda as a guide.

Fuluda expected some of his disciples to reach a higher level than him. Thinking of this, Fuluda sighed deeply.

Among all the disciples, there are two little girls who are truly talented, and they both reached the third-level domain when they were teenagers.As long as you continue to practice, you might be able to reach Fuluda's realm one day.

But it is a pity that it is hard to meet such a talent, but there is no way to grasp it.

One of the two, named 'Archer Ifo Lil Felt', she has the same ability as Fruda, Fruda placed great hopes on her, but unfortunately, she For some reason, I gave up my studies.

Fluda was so disappointed at that time, she just thought she was really stupid.

Another person, although she is still studying at the Academy of Magic, is destined not to be able to advance too far on the magic path due to political reasons.

Angelina Colethwaite also reached the third rank at a young age, and possesses abilities that even Fruda was amazed at, but she is a member of the Colethwaite family of the Duke of Maple Moon in the Dragon Kingdom. only daughter.

In other words, one day in the future, she must return to the Dragon Kingdom to inherit the title of the family.

The Duke of Maple Moon is a powerful duke who plays an important role in the Dragon Kingdom, so it is basically impossible to keep her in the empire.

"I really hope that she can enter my institution." Fluda sighed. "For such a genius, ordinary study in the Magic Academy is simply a waste of time."

"You mean?"

"Angelina, the girl from the Colethwaite family."

"Oh, it's her." Jilknever nodded, because the emperor had an impression of her because he had met once before.

"I'm sorry, old man, because of political issues, you can't get in touch with her too deeply."

Angelina has a very good impression of the Empire. If she can become the Duke of Maple Moon in the future, it will be very beneficial to the Empire, but correspondingly, if her relationship with the Empire is too close, it may affect Angelina. I have power in the Dragon Kingdom.This is what Jirknever doesn't want to see.

"Speaking of which, it's almost that time." Jirkniff said.

"Indeed, it's that time again, Your Majesty, are you going to attend this time?"

"Of course." Jirkniff said with a chuckle.

The anniversary of the Imperial Academy of Magic.The campus is open that day, and even many parents will come from other places to attend their children's school celebration.

Speaking of which, neither Arche nor Angelina's parents came to attend the school celebration.

Author's message:

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I got up at four o'clock this morning and went to the driving school on the outskirts of the city to take the mock test. I spent the whole morning, and I went home in the afternoon and practiced all afternoon.

Then the two simulations, Banpo stopped crooked... I have an exam the day after tomorrow, so panic...

The update task can be considered as completed before twelve o'clock, continue training tomorrow, sleep (

第170四章 悲伤

Owental, the imperial capital of the Bajas Empire, was the place where the emperor Gilknever Lun Farod Al lived, and it was also the largest city in the empire.

Although the population is not as large as the capital of the Kingdom of Re-Estege, the size of the city is larger than that of the capital.Under the active reform policy of Emperor Jilknever, it is in the most prosperous period in the history of the empire.

New things are pouring into the city, and the richer city attracts more talents and materials. Under such a development prospect, the residents living here are also full of hope for the future.

This is a vibrant, hopeful, and future human city. The national strength and potential of the empire are clearly reflected in the radiant faces of the citizens.

Similarly, such a city must be full of vitality at night.

"Come again next time~" The dancer leaning against the door waved the bright red handkerchief in her hand, saying goodbye to the customers who left the store, and the elegant man who looked like a nobleman turned his head and greeted the dancer with a smile.

He waved his hand and bid farewell to the passionate dancer, but the man sighed.

"I'm so sad."

Judging from his appearance, he is an absolute nobleman, and his gorgeous clothes also show his financial resources beyond ordinary people. However, this man's essence is a complete pessimist.

"Gorgeous city, prosperous empire, so beautiful, like a rose in bloom." The man whispered, his words and diction were poetic and gorgeous, matching his image quite well.

"But this rose, after all, lives by sucking blood, just like this empire, after all, is built on the dead bones of the people. It is really sad to live by sucking people's blood and devouring people's flesh and blood."

His eyes were narrowed into a slit, his long flowing red hair fluttered in the night sky, and there were faint tears flickering in the corners of his eyes, which seemed quite poetic.

He is such a pessimist. Although he himself stands in the ruling class, he seems to be full of compassion for the people at the bottom.