Of course, Licinius knew that he was in a fantasy world constructed with spiritual power, but he still fell into a self-induced euphoric mode inside, mainly because it was too exciting. So much so that he didn’t care about his spirit and soul drying up.
At this moment, he was full of exhilaration and excitement.
“I never imagined that this illusion could be made so realistically, a cat-eared Noren in a maid outfit, the demon of desire Triya, and even that bitch Novia was made for me! Well, there is also the Empress!”
As expected of Licinius’s fantasy, .
The girls in these dreams are the most beautiful ones he has ever seen since he came to this fantasy world.
Needless to say, Noren is a single-handedly raised wife who will have to be eaten sooner or later.
Triya, the evil demon of desire, also needs him, the messenger of justice to punish her, punish her severely!
As for Novia, hehe.
Licinius’s attitude towards this sister is actually very complicated. On the one hand, he has to acknowledge her for her talent and power, but at the same time, there is some unpleasantness between them.
This is no ordinary harem romance, nor does every sister have a brother complex.
Before Licinius regained his memory, he was often trampled on by this queen sister.
Being crushed in every way, humiliated with her high-heeled shoes.
He’s bound to get his revenge.
Lastly, The Empress should be said to be the ultimate dream of a transmigrator.
Her supreme status, her stunning beauty, and her unparalleled strength.
These can obviously stimulate the possessiveness of any man to the greatest extent.
“Don’t stop! If this method is effective, this method of death can be said to be the most comfortable…”
Licinius felt that he was getting closer and closer to death, but he didn’t panic at all and even wanted to increase the intensity for a few more hours to try and see if he could get himself killed.
This is also the most romantic death of all. If he really died like this, then wouldn’t it be beautiful?
When he becomes the Demon King, he can turn his dreams into reality.
Even if he doesn’t die, he won’t lose anything.
It is nothing more than social death, so there is no panic at all.
‘I’m not even afraid of true death, why would I fear social death?’
He just never expected that the one who would face social death would be someone else.
Seventy-six kilometres away from Loma City is a forbidden place called the Forest of Spirits. This is a forbidden area for ordinary humans, where a large number of monsters inhabit, as well as countless magical resources and ancient ruins.
Warlocks often team up to venture into the Forbidden Lands after reaching Tier 2.
But most people’s exploration of the Forbidden Land is only within the outermost periphery.
The largest forbidden lands are said to be hundreds of thousands of square kilometres, so vast that they are despair-inducing.
Forbidden places like the Forest of Spirits are 60,000 square kilometres in size. There are not only the powerful goblins and sinister minotaurs, but also the undead left over from ancient times, as well as traces of the legendary elves. Countless human bodies are buried there, it’s extremely dangerous.
It’s said that only a team of adventurers has successfully crossed this place within the past few decades..
That is the legendary adventurer team led by Novia.
Apart from those with the capability of flight, this place is an impenetrable rift!
At that moment, a red flying dragon broke through the clouds and soared between the heavens and earth.
The Flying Dragon of Stormblood!
Virtiana stood on the back of the flying dragon facing the gust of wind, her dazzling blond hair was wrapped gracefully behind her head, revealing her slender and white neck. A golden armour wrapped around her graceful and tall body, and her back was covered with a cold black cloak, she looked down at the mountains and rivers below.
From time to time, her military boots nudged on the hard skin of the flying dragon, making a crisp sound.
Her face was as cold and white as frost, but her expression was slightly unnatural.
And in her fair jade hand, she was holding a mirror of the same design as the one Triya has.
Her slender fingers squeezed it tightly, turning slightly pale.
“Your Majesty, what did you see just now?” an old man asked from behind.
The Empress did not speak.
As the ruler of the empire who was crowned empress at the age of sixteen, she is only twenty-one years old now.
Even though she pretended to be an old and experienced soul in front of her subordinates, she is actually still an innocent girl.
The Empress is naturally different from ordinary emperors.
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When she was not enthroned, no one would have thought that a princess would become an empress. Nor does she have groups of wives and concubines like male emperors.
In order to govern this riddled country, she has been devoted to government affairs since she ascended the throne.
She never had a private life in five years, not even a boyfriend.
Unexpectedly, she actually watched an AV of her own today!
“It’s just a subject, and it’s an illusion in the Seven Deadly Sins. It’s not surprising to see myself. Everyone might have such an illusion. If I were a man, living in this country, and the ruler was a woman, I’d probably have such a subconscious thought in my mind as well.”
The Empress comforted herself internally, “Yes, it’s not surprising.”
Although she is an empress, she is very confident in her own beauty.
It would be very strange if she didn’t appear in that boy’s fantasy.
“Your Majesty?”
The old man asked respectfully from behind.
“It’s nothing, Sir Neil.”
The Empress maintained her composure, and asked with a blank face, “In the unified knowledge of magic, no matter whether it is Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, or the rare spiritual system and body strengthening system, there is no magic that can heal oneself, right?”
The old man smiled and replied, “Yes, Your Majesty. Only the light magic mastered by the Holy See has the branch of life. Otherwise, what would be the use of potions? The existence of alchemists may be endangered.”
In this world, if you get hurt, you have only two options.
Potions, and the light magic of the Holy See.
Of course, if it’s just a cold, fever, or other illnesses, most people will still go to the hospital.
But even if it is a hospital, there is a high probability that magic medicine will be used for you, and surgery will only be performed in a few cases.
More troublesome matters just require asking a priest of the Holy See to heal you.
The same is true even if it’s damage on a spiritual or soul level.
“Then there are no exceptions?”
The Empress asked again, “For example, if you are not a member of the church, but you can heal your own injuries?”
The old man pondered for a moment, “It is logically impossible because if it is not for the clergy, it is impossible to use light magic. As we all know, magicians need to use their own magic power to communicate with the elements of the world and mix them into magic. The element of light requires faith to connect.”
“If you leave the church, or are considered heretics, you cannot use light magic.”
He paused, “Unless, it’s black magic.”
The Empress narrowed her eyes.
Black magic is a magic that directly uses magic power to plunder the elements of the dark side of the world.
It’s unconventional and monstrous magic.
And the conditions of use are extremely harsh.
“I may have met someone who can use black magic.”
The Empress hesitated for a moment, “And he is probably not under Archduke Joachim.”
The old man was taken aback,
“Your Majesty, are you sure? There are not many people who can use black magic. Although the thugs who have been in chaos in the country recently have used black magic, they have all been backlashed by the same magic and are on the verge of madness. Even Archduke Joachim’s subordinates are only an elite group of seven who can control black magic, and according to our judgement, Archduke Joachim has used a lot of money in order to train them.”
The Empress snorted coldly, it was her bloody money that had been used.
In the past few years, the Empress and the Grand Duke have been competing openly and secretly, with each other winning and losing.
But in the past year and a half, she has completely fallen behind.
It is nothing more than that they found the inheritance of black magic in the ruins of the ancient city of Hera.
Not only mass-producing black magic users but also creating riots.
Even an elite team of seven was formed.
Each is a monster that can perfectly control black magic.
Many of the Empress’s subordinates and spies died under the hand of those people.
“I’m not sure, so I hope, Neil, that you can take action and help me spy into his spirit.”
The Empress calmly said, “I need to confirm to what extent his black magic practice has reached.”
A look of realisation appeared on the old man’s face as he said, “Your Majesty, don’t worry, there will be no problem.”