Everyone was shocked when they heard the messenger's words.
Fear and trembling swept through them like a plague. Even when Slytherin killed dozens of people with his Basilisk Stare, they were not as afraid as they were now. A guy no one had ever heard of, a guy who was not even twenty years old, a guy whose hair was probably not even fully grown, was going to be the king?
On the other hand, Gryffindor stood rooted to the ground in a daze. His face was filled with confusion. Until now, he still did not understand how he had lost.
Slytherin sat on the spectator's stand, his head buzzing. Gryffindor had lost? Just like that, he had lost so easily?
At this moment, he could not help but stand beside Gryffindor, because he had also worked hard to train his magic, then defeated his opponent and won. This was what they had always done. But now, someone had thrown a few smoke bombs, expanded the ring, and won.
This was like a slap to Slytherin's face, and the faces of all the other magi, mocking all their hard work and planning.
Soon, someone began to question him sternly.
"What kind of joke is this? How old is this guy? "
"Hey, are you kidding me? How can he lose just like that?"
"Be reasonable, he's not as good as Gryffindor!"
"This kind of trick should be nullified!"
They shouted angrily.
Salazar Slytherin gritted his teeth. He only regretted not killing this ingrate earlier, which had led to this disaster. He stood up and shouted at Gryffindor, "Hey, Godric, Godric! What are you waiting for? Go and kill him! "
Silby held his aching arm and did not say a word.
Godric Gryffindor subconsciously glanced at him with a despondent look. Then, he let out a long sigh and carried his sword on his back. He lowered his golden head, and said, "I lost."
The crowd was in an uproar.
But soon, they couldn't scream anymore.
This was because Queen Pandora, who had been sitting cross-legged on the golden chariot, suddenly stood up. In the past few hours, when Slytherin and Gryffindor were fighting, she had not moved at all. But now, she stood up.
"I think I've found the person I'm looking for."
She said in a clear voice, "There's no need to argue anymore."
"But …"
"But …"
Some of them were indignant and wanted to say something, but Queen Pandora flung her sleeves, walked down from the chariot, and came to Silby's side. She stared at him for a moment, then reached out and took his hand.
This action made all the men angry and hateful, but they couldn't say anything. That's right, no matter what, he won. Losing to Gryffindor was tolerable, losing to Slytherin was also tolerable, but losing to a nobody was really tolerable.
They gritted their teeth and looked at the young man who was being held by the Queen with jealousy and envy. When they thought of his possible future, they hoped that person would be them.
But in the midst of all these emotions,
Silby was the only one who couldn't hide the disappointment and loneliness in his eyes. He didn't feel excited about winning the competition, nor did he feel proud of winning the Queen and obtaining the throne.
He let Queen Pandora lead him like a puppet and looked up at the sky. There was only disappointment in his eyes.
He could not find that feeling from Gryffindor. That feeling in his dream made him look up to a tall mountain.
Yes, he was powerful, more powerful than any wizard he had ever seen, but he was still an ordinary wizard. He believed in the power of magic, but he didn't know the power of the rules. He only focused on strengthening himself, but he didn't understand the mysteries of the environment.
Even if Gryffindor was at his peak, he was just a warrior with great strength and knew a lot of magic. He couldn't touch the wild echoes in Silby's heart.
He wasn't the opponent he was looking for.
The Queen pulled Silby onto the golden chariot.
The wheels rolled forward.
The gate of the palace slammed shut in front of the wizards.
A group of sorcerers was left standing outside the palace gate, their eyes wide open.
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“Hold
on！”
Huo Fa raised his hand and interrupted Theodore's rambling.
“Hold
on！”
In the dim cabin, there were all kinds of wine bottles. There were high-end ones like Wuliangye Maotai and low-end ones like Erguotou.
These were all strong liquors that Hoffa visualized. He used them to get the enemy drunk and extract information.
Theodore, on the other hand, was a prodigy when it came to wine. No matter what kind of wine Huo Fa brought out, no matter how high the alcohol content, Theodore would drink it all without batting an eye. Furthermore, the more he drank, the more talkative he became.
"You said that Silby defeated Godric Gryffindor when he was 16, and then took over a place called Pandora and became the king!?"
Hoffa asked in disbelief.
"That's right, isn't it … isn't it legendary?"
Theodore burped, the smell of alcohol filling the air, and said with an intoxicated look.
"Legendary my ass, I wouldn't even dare to write that!"
Hoffa scolded. "According to what you said, he didn't learn magic three months ago."
Theodore was so drunk that he didn't notice the change in Hoffa's tone and the way he addressed him. He hugged Hoffa's shoulder. "Brother … I … I, Theodore … never lie …"
Hoffa pushed Theodore, who reeked of alcohol, away in disdain. He didn't doubt the authenticity of Theodore's words. After all, it was said that wine speaks the truth. This guy had drunk almost 20 catties of white wine. He reckoned that his brain cells for making up lies were all killed by the alcohol.
Moreover, Silby did call himself a half-human king in the past.
However, Hoffa couldn't understand. Since that guy defeated the world's top sorcerer at 16, married the queen, and became the king, he wasn't just a winner in life. He was a super winner. Why would such a person be dissatisfied with the world?
Hence, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then, what happened after that?"
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After Silby was brought into the palace by Queen Pandora.
In front of the palace gate.
The bald herald stopped the dispirited crowd and said with a smile, "After a while, we will hold a grand wedding in the palace. At that time, there will be more famous and amazing sorcerers coming to Pandora. Of course, the queen also hopes that you will honor her with your presence. "
This sentence angered the crowd again.
Oleiard waved his hand. "Go away, go away. You can marry whoever you want. What does it have to do with us?"
The other sorcerers agreed with his words. The queen's choice of king had nothing to do with their bottom line. They didn't want to stay here to participate in some troublesome wedding. They couldn't wait to leave this sad place.
"Stop!"
The herald raised a finger and stopped the unhappy losers. He said confidently, "During your stay, all of your responsibilities will be taken care of.
"During your stay, Pandora Palace will be responsible for all your food and lodging. Not only that, the palace's library will be completely open to you. You can freely read the precious spells left behind by the previous kings."
Hiss!
Hearing this, the sorcerers who lost all widened their eyes.
Some were even more excited than marrying Queen Pandora. They all stepped forward and asked, "Is this true? Can we really read the spells left behind by the previous kings?! "
"Of course."
The herald put his hands in his sleeves. "The royal family never lies. If you are willing to honor us, we will repay you."
Hearing this, the sorcerers' faces became slightly better. At least they didn't come here for nothing. Although they didn't marry the queen, if they could get a few precious spells, it would be worth it.
Of course, except for Slytherin and Gryffindor, they were not ordinary sorcerers. At this moment, they had mostly recovered from the previous setback. Hearing this, they couldn't help but look at each other and see the confusion in each other's eyes.
"What do you think?"
Gryffindor asked Slytherin in a low voice.
"There is a problem."
Slytherin said slowly but surely, "Even if she wants us to stay and support her, the price is too high."
"It is indeed high." Gryffindor murmured, "Our family's secret magic, even the potion formula for healing injuries is not leaked. Is this queen stupid? Why would she waste her family's resources like this? "
"How can you expect a woman to be so far-sighted?"
Slytherin said disdainfully, "From her actions, we can see that she is not someone who knows her place."
After a pause, Slytherin pursed his lips. "She probably likes my servant because of his face. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen him."
Gryffindor's thoughts were not as extreme as Slytherin's. After recovering from that once-in-a-decade failure, he was suddenly worried about the boy who was dragged into the palace. He was so young and so smart. He should have greater achievements. If he indulged in power and women, his life would be ruined.
After thinking for a while, he said, "I've decided to stay and see what they are up to. Salazar, what about you?"
"Of course I will stay."
Slytherin snorted. "If that woman has other thoughts, she can't hurt me. If she is really stupid, I will not let go of this opportunity."
After a pause, he narrowed his eyes. "Also, I want to see what will happen to my servant."
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In the palace.
After the palace gate closed.
Silby sat in the golden carriage, passing through the deep palace. The golden light of the setting sun shone on the eaves of the palace, reflecting the dim golden light. It was somewhat mysterious.
Beside the palace were patches of mangrove trees. Their red leaves reminded Silby of the priests in red robes he met when he was secretly baptized as a child.
The mangrove trees were brighter than he imagined, and the road was longer than he imagined. The road led from the streets to the depths of the palace. There were many checkpoints along the way.
Every time he passed through a checkpoint, the number of guards and maids beside him decreased. Finally, after he passed through the tenth checkpoint, only Queen Pandora was left by his side.
The carriage stopped.
"Why don't you feel happy at all?"
Queen Pandora let go of the hand she had been holding and asked Silby curiously.
"Happy about what?"
Silby asked lightly.
The queen opened her hands and walked around the palace in a red robe.
"Look, this place will be yours in the future. Isn't that enough to make you happy? "
Silby's gaze fell on Queen Pandora's face. She was firmly wearing the red veil, just like last time. Even now, she had no intention of taking it off.
This reminded him of his former female officer. She had covered her face since she was thirteen years old. At the same time, everyone around him had their faces covered.
This kind of covering made him unhappy, and recalling the past made him feel even more disgusted.
He said coldly, "I thought you could come up with something more attractive."
"Okay." Queen Pandora lowered her arm and muttered in a low voice, "Wizards are really realistic …"
Silby: "Hmm? What you said in the library that day, doesn't it count? "
The queen shook her head. "Of course it counts. The palace's library is nearby. If you want to see it, I can take you there at any time."
"Very well."
Silby supported himself on the carriage and just as he was about to stand up, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was seriously injured by Gryffindor and had been holding on with his willpower. But even if his willpower could hold on for another three days, his body could no longer bear the burden.
The blood startled Queen Pandora. She quickly squatted down and lifted Silby's clothes. It would have been better if she didn't see it, but when she saw it, she was shocked. The boy's chest had caved in a little, but he was still talking as if nothing had happened.
The queen immediately took out a bell from her arms and shook it a few times.
Soon, a man in black appeared silently beside the queen. He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and didn't say a word.
"Call Imperial Physician Joseph over."
The queen ordered.
Just like when he appeared, the black-clothed man left without a sound.
After a while, a few men hurried over from the palace with boxes. They came to the carriage and hurriedly bowed to the queen. Then they hurriedly laid Silby down on the carriage and treated his injuries.
Their doctor applied a layer of ointment around the broken bones to stop the flow of blood. Then he cut open Silby's abdomen and put his hand in. The doctor must be a guy who knew how to shapeshift. Silby could feel that the doctor's hand in his chest had become very flat.
Then, he gently lifted the broken bones and fed Silby a cup of extremely disgusting transparent drink.
After drinking, Silby's chest was extremely itchy. It was the pain of the bone healing.
He leaned against the chariot, panting heavily.
The pain on his body didn't make him feel anything wrong. He only felt that fate was strange. He escaped from one palace, but ended up in another.
"You can't get out of bed for three weeks."
After the doctor healed him, he wiped the blood on his hand and said to the queen.
"Three weeks?"
The queen frowned. "That long?"
"This is a conservative estimate. Fortunately, he is young enough. If he was older, he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for at least three months."
The doctor said.
"Okay, I know. You can leave."
The queen waved her hand, looking a little unhappy.
After the doctor left, the queen said, "I'll send you to rest."
She looked a lot colder than before Silby was treated.
"No, take me there now."
Silby, who was lying on the carriage, immediately said without hesitation.
"Didn't you hear what the doctor said? You can't walk now. "
The queen said lightly, "I don't want you to die."
"That's not a problem."
Silby snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, his back straightened. It turned out that the metal behind him began to transform into a chair. Then, two big wheels grew out from under the chair. He sat on the strange, wheeled chair, looked straight at Queen Pandora, and said in an almost commanding tone, "Push me."
Queen Pandora looked at the wheeled chair, and for a moment, she felt strange. What was in this guy's head? Why could he think of all the things that others wouldn't think of out of thin air?
However, she quickly put this small problem behind her. She pushed Silby's wheelchair through layers of corridors and some chambers that she couldn't even name.
Finally, they came to a side hall.
Here, Queen Pandora took out the curse of the former king, the Conjurer, Antonio Amodovar, slowly inserted it into the keyhole and turned it slightly.
The dusty door creaked open.
Hidden behind it was a hemispherical arched room.
In the arched room, thousands of thick books were densely placed, divided into several piles, and each pile was lit by a small candle that never went out.
"The palace's library is placed in two places," Queen Pandora said in a clear voice. "One is here, and the other is in the outer hall. The outer hall has some spells for wizards to exchange, as well as some profound magic theories. You can take a look at them when you've recovered. But the real secret spells of the past Pandora kings, their books of arcana, and secrets are all here. Only the king can read them. "
In the wheelchair, Silby bent over and stared straight at the magic books in the hall, as if he wanted to swallow them one by one.
"Are you satisfied with this?"
Queen Pandora asked.
Silby didn't say anything.
"Hey, why don't you answer?"
Queen Pandora's voice echoed in the hall full of books, trying to draw Silby's attention back to herself.
Rumble.
She got what she wanted.
The wheelchair turned around, and the young man faced Queen Pandora.
He slowly straightened his back, and the light of the candlelight painted a layer of gold on his face, making his young face more solemn.
"I'll ask directly." He looked straight into the queen's eyes.
"What do you want to ask?"
The queen took a step back.
For some reason, she was a little afraid.
"The reason for all of this."
"What reason?"
"This ridiculous competition, the weird way of saying that the throne was given away. And this move of summoning me into the palace, you are definitely not looking for the king. "Silby's tone was cold," What do you want? "
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