Chapter 1220 Ludwig Schwarzheim

Tegris implicitly mentioned something. For a spellcaster, a good body is the foundation, but the upper limit is determined by the majestic mental strength.

Teddy has stood at the top of the spellcaster. He is the strongest spellcaster of the elves in thousands of years. This is the title given by Caledor Dragon Tamer. If the Supreme Mage was born before the establishment of the Great Vortex, he might be the strongest mage in the history of the elves.

Imrick nodded, and Teddy seemed to feel uneasy... This is not a good sign, but it is necessary.

"Let's talk about this when we go back. My court mage... The two people you have never met will be given a certain degree of freedom of movement."

"It sounds like they are criminals."

"Criminals can be beheaded and the hidden dangers can be eliminated in the fastest way... But the two of them are a double-edged sword hanging around my neck."

The Phoenix King shook his head and said nothing, which only made Tegris feel depressed. Obviously, Imrick's prophetic ability already knew what would happen in the future. Otherwise, the court mage who had rarely had the opportunity to move freely for two hundred years would not be able to gain freedom of life.

According to the plan to seal the bipolar portal, what really puzzled Hos White Tower was where to find a stable pure energy sealing portal. The principle of the Great Vortex was extraction and purification, but the idea proposed by the Phoenix King was to seal it permanently. The elves did not have the ability to do such a great feat.

"About the bipolar portal..."

"Let's talk about it later." Imrik interrupted Teclis's question. Now it would be useless to think more. No matter how reliable the plan was, the Chaos Wasteland would always exist, and the end was about to happen.

After this crisis, when the Chaos Gods relaxed their vigilance, the plan of implementing the portal would be implemented. If too much consideration was made now, loopholes would appear due to a series of changes.

The Phoenix King's ship went upstream to the Reik River. When passing Marienburg, people at the port cast fearful eyes on it.

It was five days later before it really arrived in Altdorf.

According to the etiquette arrangement, the Phoenix King would ride on the throne and step into the land of humans under the escort of the White Lion Guards.

But etiquette is used to protect rules. Obviously, Imrick is not going to follow the predetermined idea. He only wears a red and white crown and steps over the stairs made of star wood. Behind him are the Supreme Master and the Captain of the Guard.

A serious-looking man with a thick black beard stands in front of the port. He looks stern and wears a golden helmet with olive branches. His tall and burly figure looks like an iron tower.

The man introduced himself first. His emotionless look is like a machine.

"I am the emperor's champion warrior Ludwig Schwarzheim. On the order of His Majesty, I am here to welcome His Majesty the Phoenix King, the monarch of all elves, and escort you to the palace."

The neatly arranged Rick Guards exude a murderous atmosphere behind the champion warriors. As an elite legion with the shortest establishment time, but whose reputation is vaguely comparable to that of the major religious knights, the Rick Guards use the most effective method to prove that they can gain the emperor's trust.

Letting soldiers take charge of the reception was unreasonable and even impolite in terms of diplomatic etiquette, but it was obvious that Karl Franz knew what Imrick liked.

"Ludwig Schwarzheim... the champion warrior known as the Blade of the Empire. Unfortunately, my champion warrior has important matters to attend to, otherwise he would have fought with you."

Ludwig was not afraid of the stage, and said calmly: "It is my honor to fight with Lord Masno. His Majesty Magnus once praised him for his bravery and fearlessness, and he is indeed a model of warriors."

"So... I should have a good reputation in the Empire." Imrick expressed his sincere interest in Ludwig, who was known for not being able to laugh. You don't laugh, but you must smile at me today.

"You are a hero in the Empire, a wise monarch and outstanding military strategist who is highly respected."

"I thought you were a foreign elf who relied on the dragon to become arrogant."

"Ahem." Ludwig coughed twice. He had done some preparations. Although the notes of previous emperors all stated that the Phoenix King was easier to approach than expected, it was not appropriate to make fun of himself and tell jokes on such an important occasion when they met for the first time.

"Then Ludwig, I am a little curious about one thing... Are you interested in working for me? The treatment will definitely be better than in the Empire."

"Please don't joke, this is not something to be curious about." Ludwig glanced at the team parked behind the Phoenix King. Just by observing with his naked eyes, he found several people with strong temperaments.

A man with a winged helmet wearing red and white protective gear, a white-skinned elf in a pure black robe...

"Forget it, you are more boring than I thought." Imrick shook his head, thinking that Ludwig was just a pure soldier, who was silent and loyal to the monarch... a good guy.

"Kazhuoin, take your people to discuss security plans with the Reik Guards. I don't like a bunch of ratmen running out while I'm asleep."

This is a dark history of Reik Territory. Imrick, who was the Dragon Prince at the time, defeated the large-scale "assassination" carefully planned by the rats by himself, turning a corner of the palace into ruins.

But only Imrick could send the silent Phoenix Guards to hand over to the Reik Guards.

Ludwig looked serious and his body was straight: "The emperor has strictly checked all areas of Altdorf. You will not be threatened here. If there is any danger, you need to ask my sword first!"

"Calm down, Ludwig, I'm not questioning your ability... I just think it will be fun."

Imrick waved his hand and signaled Ludwig to lead the way. He didn't want to stay in the port area and be watched as a monkey.

The Rick guards escorted the Phoenix King in front. After sending the Phoenix King to an exquisite carriage, they signaled the Flame Knights to protect him closely. They would not mistakenly think that they could serve as the personal guards of the elven monarch in Altdorf.

The emperor attached great importance to this summit and considered almost all situations, especially the journey from the port to the palace of the Phoenix King, which was the most likely place for accidents.

There was no need for Rick to worry about safety issues. I am afraid that even if all the guards were killed, the Phoenix King would not be able to move a hair.

But the conspiracy does not have to be achieved by force. As long as someone makes trouble along the way and provokes the Phoenix King, the image of Emperor Karl Franz will be lowered in the eyes of the Phoenix King.

Can an emperor who lacks control over the capital area be considered a reliable ally?

Groups of plainclothes personnel stayed among the crowds along the road, keeping a close eye on possible hidden dangers.

Among them was Victor Salzpyre, who had just arrived in Altdorf two days ago.

He stood on the street corner, staring at the carriage with a red griffin logo on a gold background...

And when staring, one should also be prepared to be stared at.

In a trance, he only felt a ball of cold flames sweeping past, and his body fell into a bottomless ice cave, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. (End of this chapter)