Seven days later, the team arrived at the southern suburbs of Yinsha City.

Twenty miles further north is the urban area of ​​Yinsha City.

Here, the fine silver sand has become a Gobi desert with sand and stones, and many drought- and heat-resistant plants have appeared.

To be on the safe side, the team did not continue to move forward, but instead found a hidden valley to build a temporary camp and sent some saint scouts to the city to investigate the situation.

Rosen also opened Lai Fu's void vision to assist in the investigation.

In addition, he also took this opportunity to treat Tiralilin's injuries and help her recover her strength.

In the tent, Tiralilin was lying flat on a deformed stone platform, while Rosen was sitting on a chair beside the platform, placing the Scepter of Nature on the forehead of the Time Insight Mage.

He did not treat the injury randomly, but followed the other party's guidance and repaired the damage bit by bit.

Tiralin was relaxed, using her magic power to guide Rosen while chatting out loud.

"Your Majesty, your healing skills are truly amazing. Even in the Dawn Empire, there are few healing mages who can rival you."

Lai Fu did most of Rosen's treatment work, so he was naturally very relaxed.

"Maybe it's a talent, but ma'am, your guidance speed is quite fast. Aren't you worried about making mistakes?"

"In fact, there is no right or wrong. I just follow the guidance of the thread of time and try to choose the best recovery path at the moment."

Rosen was a little surprised: "Madam, aren't you worried that the precious memories in your soul will be destroyed?"

"Don't worry, because my memory is not hidden in my soul."

"Or to be more precise, what exists in my soul is just a memory index, and the real knowledge is hidden in the long river of time by me in a special way."

"When I am strong enough, I will be able to get it back."

This may sound a bit mysterious, but in fact, there are many ways to achieve it, and some of them are not very difficult.

For example, store memories on elemental media such as CDs and then keep the CDs properly.

If saving one is not safe, save a few more.

As long as there are enough of them, there will always be lucky ones who can travel through the long river of time.

Therefore, Rosen did not ask much about the relevant details, but discussed the details of perfecting the magic ring.

"So, it is difficult to complete the 23-layer magic ring in one go, and we have to upgrade it layer by layer?"

"That's right. The later you get, the more power you'll need, so the more difficult it will be."

"What level will the Dawnbreaker Empire finally reach?"

"Ring 22, the 23rd ring hasn't been closed yet, but we've found a way to advance."

"What about the abyss?"

"Abyss has gone one step further than us and has successfully created a 23-layer magic ring."

At this point, Tiralilin sighed softly: "Your Majesty, I know you want to ask for details, such as what kind of energy is used."

"But I'm sorry, the relevant memory is lost. The only thing I can be sure of is that it is not the essence of the sun."

"All right."

Rosen felt that now was not a good time to ask, so he focused on treatment.

According to his estimation, with his assistance, the other party would be able to regain legendary power in at most one month.

But although Tiralilin is a scholar, she has a talkative mouth.

"Your Majesty, I have noticed that you frequently have fun with your followers."

When Rosen heard this tone, he immediately thought of the moral gentlemen in the country, who were particularly keen on admonishing him. In order to avoid trouble, he simply turned Emperor Rosen into a perfect moral model.

But that was the punishment suffered by the puppet, his real body didn't want to be a gentleman.

"Ma'am, this is a personal matter."

"I know, but the emperor has no private affairs. Your every move involves the fate of countless citizens."

Rosen sneered inwardly. He was used to hearing similar advice and he had plenty of responses.

Immediately said: "Madam, are you using these red tapes to bind His Majesty Safinos?"

"No, His Majesty Safinos has the perfect and pure morality of a saint. He is a Holy Emperor."

"Let's not talk about whether he is a Saint Emperor or not, but there is no doubt that he is the ruler of a fallen country."

Tilarilin frowned and said seriously: "Your Majesty's words are too harsh. The destruction of the empire is not your fault alone."

Rosen grinned: "But at least it shows one fact, that is, the greatest virtue of an emperor is not perfect morality, but the achievement of expanding territory."

"If an emperor loses his empire, then all his merits are but flowers decorating corpses and ruins. They are meaningless."

Tiralilin pursed her lips and said nothing in reply.

Rosen won the debate, but he was not proud at all because he could see at a glance that his opponent was not good at debating.

After about half an hour of treatment, the day's treatment is over.

"Ma'am, that's enough for today. Have a good rest."

After saying that, he stood up and left the tent.

When I reached the door curtain, I heard Tiralilin's voice behind me: "Your Majesty, you and Safinos have completely different personalities."

Rosen smiled and said, "Now that you've figured it out, don't treat me the same way you treated him in the future."

After leaving the tent, the saint scout who went to Silver Sand City had not returned yet. After thinking for a while, he went to find Beludandi to kill time.

Compared to Adela's gentleness, Bellandi is passionate, which are exactly two extremes.

Relatively speaking, Rosen prefers the former because he prefers to keep the situation in his own hands.

But I also often change my taste and enjoy the leisure of passively accepting service.

Just as he was getting along well with Berudandi, the Saint scout returned.

The news was reported to Adela, who then came to find him.

Rosen lay flat on the floor, letting Beludandi toss him around: "What's the situation in the city?"

Adela had become accustomed to Rosen's unorthodox and almost absurd behavior. Anyway, he never let it interfere with his work, so after it happened so many times, she turned a blind eye to it.

"The city is very busy. Many expedition teams from other planes have come."

"Except for the witch and Gomilel, all other great ones have come here in person with their teams."

Belldandy immediately asked, "Is my father here too?"

Belldandy shrugged: "He would be very surprised to see me now, maybe even envious of me."

After all, she possesses a divine body with infinite growth potential.

Adela continued: "In addition to the great gods' team, there are also many lone plane-traveling mages."

"These people basically come here to try their luck."

Rosen nodded to show that he understood and motioned for Adela to continue.

"In addition, a total of 20 black hunters were found in the city. They serve as the strategic locations to guard the City Lord's Mansion and Silver Sand City."

Rosen had seen it through his Void Vision, so he was not surprised: "The Black Hunter should belong to a traitorous warlord, right?"

"It is very likely that everyone in the city says that Baril, the Lord of Silver Sand City, is a servant of the Black Death God Sanlo, and the residents of the city usually call the hunters the angels of death."

Before he finished speaking, Tiralilin, dressed in a purple dress, also walked into the tent.

After her eyes swept over Rosen, she immediately lowered them.

"Your Majesty, Sanluo was once the earl family of the Dawn Empire, and Sanluo is their family name."

"A normal soul can exist for up to 8,000 years. Taking into account the accidental loss, this could be the third generation of Earl Sanlo after the collapse of the empire."

This was a serious matter, and Rosen immediately patted Belldandy's arm and asked the latter to suspend his service.

"So, what is the power of this Count Sanlo?"

"Back then he was just a small warlord with no sense of existence. I wonder what his situation is now."

Adela immediately added: "The current Black Death God Sangluo is not simple. It is said that he controls more than a dozen cities like Silver Sand City. The area within a radius of 1,500 kilometers is his territory."

"Even the Gate of Creation is within its territory."

"Intelligence also says that the Black Death controls at least 2,000 Angels of Death."

Rosen listened carefully and interrupted Belldandy's little movements.

"So it seems that the former small players have grown into big players."

He looked at Tiralilin: "Ma'am, as far as I know, synthesizing the essence of the sun requires the construction of a large high-energy factory. Do you think there are factories with similar functions in this plane?"

Tiralilin simply shook her head: "No, not even one."

"Are you sure?!"

"Yes, I am sure. The vibrations of the thread of time have fully proved it."

"In addition, before the empire was destroyed, His Majesty the Emperor almost used up all his solar essence in order to perform the time lag technique."

Rosen understood: "It seems that the power of these angels of death should be very little, or even close to exhaustion."

Adela nodded: "That's probably the case. Because the angels of death in the city are motionless and dormant."

"Any other important information?"

Adela nodded: "There is another piece of information, which is most likely related to Ms. Tiralilin."

She paused, her face looking a little serious.

"Silver Sand City Lord Baril has issued a new bounty for the so-called 'Blood of the Ancient Sage'."

"In the bounty, there are not many descriptions of the blood of the ancient sage. There are only two, namely, the violet hair color and the strange eyes with violet starlight."

Rosen glanced at Tiralilin: "Ma'am, this is for you."

Tiralilin frowned slightly.

"How is it possible that after all these years, you can still detect me?"

"Is there anyone still alive?"

Rosen was moved by what he saw and immediately asked, "Madam, you were wanted back then. Why were you wanted?"

Tiralilin hesitated a little, but finally spoke.

"I hold the complete key to the secrets of the Empire's supreme magic."

"This is the important task entrusted to me by His Majesty. The purpose is to find an opportunity to restore the glory of the empire."

Rosen understood: "And this news was accidentally leaked and reached the ears of the traitorous warlord."

"Yes." Tiralilin nodded.

Rosen immediately felt that the problem was becoming more serious: "Ms. Adela, is the reward generous?"

"The bounty is a death doll. As long as you provide clues, you can get it. Its function is to resist the misfortune of death once."

"The response in the city is very enthusiastic, which shows that this death doll is very useful."

Rosen turned to look at Tiralilin: "Madam, it seems that you need to disguise yourself well. Perhaps I should help you change the color of your hair and eyes."

Tiralilin nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, Your Majesty, but this can only be concealed from ordinary people. Because my enemies have already noticed my return."

After a pause, she said, "Your Majesty, my greatest enemy is probably Cicero Safinos, the leader of the Seven Sages who betrayed Safinos."

"He is the cousin of Emperor Safinos."

After hearing this, Belldandy couldn't help but sneer: "Is this emperor stupid? He actually bestowed such great honor on his potential competitor!"

Tiralilin showed a trace of sadness.

"Cicero is a genius in magic, but your majesty's magic is mediocre. This is a helpless move."

Rosen smiled and said, "In the twilight years of the empire, the imperial power is weak, and there are many powerful ministers. It is not surprising that all kinds of strange phenomena will always occur."

Immediately his face straightened.

"It seems that the ancient rebellion has not yet subsided. The wildfire in the hearts of the ancient betrayers may spread into a raging fire in the entire plane world at any time."

"The obvious fact is that we can't stay out of this."

As long as you control Tiralilin, you will become the mortal enemy of the traitorous warlord.

You can also give up Tiralilin, but that means giving up the qualification to compete in the star realm, and you will surely become a slave to be enslaved by others in the future.

Since there is no way to retreat and settle down, then let's fight against the waves.

He stood up and made the final decision.

"Ms. Tiralilin, I have decided to join the Royal Creation Bureau!"

(End of this chapter)