Chapter 1261 Documents and Courage

With deep fear of the Phoenix King, Elspeth could only believe six points of the elves' words.

Lady Rose of the Cemetery of Nuln was proud by nature. She had lived for a century and was the wisest mage in the empire... Even Bayer Shazer was lucky enough to get the title of Grand Tutor of the Academy because of his sensitive identity as a purple crystal mage.

While fully exchanging opinions on some trivial matters in Sylvania, someone entered the tent.

Teclis, who was indifferent by nature, was a little surprised to see a human mage in the tent, but he quickly calmed down. It was not a threat worth paying attention to.

"Phoenix King, I need to set off to the south... to complete our mission."

"Okay, but before that, you may be able to communicate with the advisor of the Countess of Wisenland... to perform the duties of a royal court mage."

Espeth was also equally surprised. If this ordinary-looking elf was Teclis... that would be too much of a surprise. The entire magic system of the empire almost came from the foundation of Teclis. Without the selfless teaching of the elven master, the mages would still be staying in the countryside and being hunted down by the church.

"It's my honor." Elspeth nodded and turned to pay respect to Tegris: "It's a pleasure to meet you, selfless Lord Tegris, I am..."

"Well, do we always have to waste time on such boring things? Who you are is irrelevant to me. If you want to exchange magic, follow the formal academic process... If you want to get the support of Safri, let your countess send an envoy."

The stiff tone of Tegris broke Elspeth's inherent impression. The record of the elf tutor at the Aldolf School of Magic thought that he was a patient elf and would not have too much prejudice against humans.

"It seems that Tegris doesn't want to talk more about the affairs of the empire... Ms. Elspeth, I will send someone to contact Wisen Territory later to arrange relevant cooperation matters.

If you don't mind me giving orders on behalf of your countess, you can go to the Gray Mountains now to support your emperor."

"This is... my duty." Elspeth's eyes swept across the faces of the two elves several times. Smart people naturally know what to do.

She left a piece of paper with a magic mark, telling the Phoenix King to call for orders at any time, and then took the scarlet dragon to support Karl Franz.

Imrik waved to the guarding Flame Knights to leave, he had something to discuss secretly with the Supreme Archmage.

When there were only two people left in the tent, Teclis spoke his mind without disguising: "We have delayed for too long, and we must solve this trouble as soon as possible."

"I don't deny this, but nominally speaking, I can't intervene in the civil war in Bretonnia... Although many people think that I will organize a war at any time."

It's another scapegoat, but Teclis is used to it. He has borne enough notoriety along the way, not to mention the small matter of invading the Knight Kingdom.

"Saffre will jointly issue a war declaration with Nagarys, and Bretonnia's exploration knights killed researchers and explorers stationed in Athel Loren for no reason."

The alliance between Teclis and the Shadow King was not unexpected. If we talk about the people who hate Lilith the most, they must compete with each other.

One was deceived for six thousand years, the other was deceived about the meaning of life, and the brothers became pawns. Who can tell the entanglement?

Imrick's statement was simple. He took out a piece of gilded royal magic paper from the file box, stamped the end with the flaming phoenix seal, and signed it personally.

The document had no specific content. How to fill it will be the responsibility of Tigris, and Imrick will bear all the responsibility.

Tigris was deeply moved by the monarch's trust, which was not shown on him. He took the paper and took a quick look. He determined that this document only needed to simulate Imrick's handwriting to serve as a legal basis, and then left with a vengeful heart.

He needs to unite many people... many people who were deceived by Lilith: "I still need some documents."

Imric sighed and threw all the things in the file box that Teclis might need to him: "If you can stay in the royal court to assist in handling government affairs after this matter is resolved, I will be happier."

Teclis was absent-minded as he flipped through the documents and analyzed the potentially useful intelligence. He nodded silently and said: "Maybe, but you should give Tyrion a suitable identity... instead of becoming a piece of glue sandwiched between the royal court and the Itain Council."

"I am willing to let him return to the royal court... but those old guys in the east are not easy to perfunctory. Isharion's ability is also enough to be a war lord, or in other words, his efficiency in performing his duties is much higher than your brother."

"Isharion is our pride, so he can naturally lead the War Council." Teclis' tone was steady, without a trace of sarcasm. He took the blame again and again, and even when his brother Tyrion was suspicious, Isharion still advised him to look at it rationally.

Although all support except for help was provided, Teclis was still very grateful.

"Only in terms of family, maybe he is not as harmonious as we imagined."

An inside joke, because Eltharion spent more time in prison than with his wife, Annabell always liked to complain to her bestie Phyllis that she married the wrong person in the name of following her husband.

Even Imrik knew about it... Compared with the tenderness with his wife, Eltharion was better at doing some fun things with Druzy in prison.

"He has a strong sense of responsibility, which is admirable. If I become the war lord of Finubar..."

In Teclis's playful look, Imrik shrugged and said, "I will consider letting His Majesty abdicate and let others be great again."

"This joke is not funny... Although I don't like Finubar very much, except that he is always hesitant and lacks ability, he is still a monarch worthy of respect."

Teclis knew very well that if his strategic ally was Finubar, even if the two sides cooperated closely, he would definitely not give a blank document with only signatures and seals.

And the forces that Imrik can mobilize are much larger than Finubar, which means greater tolerance and confidence.

A stack of documents was put into Teclis' magic pocket. He needed some proof to mobilize the agencies under the royal court to coordinate this matter. A piece of order would only make the army obey, but it is hard to say about the management agency.

"If things go well, I might return to Ulthuan in one or two years..."

"Well, of course it will go well... But I still want to go back to Ulthuan rather than stay in a crappy place like Bretonnia."

Teclis did not comment. He waved his staff and left a crystal: "I leave things here to you. I hope you will not be tortured to collapse by the greenskin magic." (End of this chapter)