The atmosphere in the open-air camp began to become strange. The wind of the Great Forest Sea blew through the entire forest, and the sound of leaves rustling could be heard. After Fu Gen spoke, the atmosphere among the Originals became strange. When Fu Gen arrogantly and proudly announced that he hoped to receive support, the Originals looked at each other and fell into silence.
Fu Gen frowned slightly. He used his eyes to urge everyone to say something.
"Okay! I support you! " The first to say something was Luo Jia. He was wearing a tattered robe and had golden scriptures all over his body. Luo Jia raised his golden double-headed eagle scepter and excitedly said, "I support you, my brother. Go ahead and do it. I will always be your strong support! Conquer Nottingham and destroy Kiliman! "
Of course, Luo Jia would support him unconditionally. Fu Gen smiled and nodded. There was no doubt about it. If Luo Jia supported him, then Angelang, who was the closest to Luo Jia, would also support him unconditionally.
Angelang listened to Luo Jia the most. They had built a very good friendship during the rebellion.
Laing, who was the closest to Angelang, would also support him.
That was three votes!
Angelang, who was holding his nephew, Devenhill, and riding a hippogryph in the suburbs of Kurona, sneezed.
"Nowadays, there are still people who want to be regent?" This was Clarkson's reaction. The raven guard geno prototype complained and gave up. "I think Kiliman is doing a good job. There is no need to replace him. After the chaos of Horus, he led the rebuilding of the Empire. After father returned, he was the first original to be awakened. He was also appointed regent by father. I think he is the most suitable."
"Yes, father appointed Kiliman to be the regent of the Empire, but he did not appoint him for a second term." Forgen retorted, "What I mean is that he can be the regent until his Unyielding Crusade ends. On my side, I also have to wait for this series of events to end. When the time comes, I'll be the regent too. Clarkson, don't be like this. Father has already appointed Kiliman as the regent. When the time comes, we still have to listen to everyone's opinions and decide who will be the regent according to Tara's basic laws, right?"
Obviously, Fulgen was better at talking. Clarkson thought about it carefully and felt that Fulgen was right. However, he still shook his head and expressed his firm support for Kirriman. "I still support Kirriman."
Forgen wasn't surprised by Clarkson's attitude. He knew that Clarkson and Kirriman were close friends, so he shifted his gaze to Zhuang Sen and Vulcan.
"Heh, heh heh heh, I don't care about that. I don't care who becomes the Regent. I think both you and Kiriman are good." Vulcan smiled politely. He scratched his head and raised his weapon, the Dawnbringer. "Brother, where is your armor? Let me help you reforge and strengthen it! "
"It's in the tent. Follow this path and turn right. There's a lizardmen forge nearby. Father has already discussed it with Lord Kroc. We can borrow it at any time." Forgen thought that Vulcan was indeed someone who didn't like to get involved, so he pointed the way. Vulcan quickly slipped away with a polite smile on his face.
Very good, neutral.
"Traitors have no right to speak," Zhuang Sen said coldly. "You stinking brother, I have no interest in discussing this with you."
"Traitor? Heh, yes, I have indeed done many wrong things. I am ashamed of it and am trying to atone for it. "Forgen sneered." I admit that I am guilty, and I have also repented for it. If you don't believe me, you can ask father. Just like when you woke up, you also asked father for forgiveness for some indescribable and non-existent things. "
"…!" Murderous intent flashed in Zhuang Sen's eyes. He reached for the greatsword on his back.
In a flash, Clarkson stopped him. "Zhuang Sen! Don't make me remind you twice! "
"Who do you support, Zhuang Sen?" Forgen faced Zhuang Sen's dark face without fear. "Tell me, just give me an answer."
"I have no interest in participating in the fight between you and Kiriman. Whoever wants to be the Regent can be the Regent. It has nothing to do with me." Zhuang Sen knew that the Imperial Emperor still had a mission for Forgen. He let go of the sword hilt. "If you want to fight, then fight."
Very good, neutral second. Forgen was very satisfied. He originally thought that Zhuang Sen might stand on Kiriman's side. Now that Zhuang Sen had chosen to be neutral, it was another victory for Forgen.
However, this victory was expected. Forgen had analyzed that Zhuang Sen was not interested in being the Regent at all. He was only interested in that position. It was not strange that he would choose to be neutral.
Forgen's straightforward words made the originally chatting atmosphere unable to continue. Vulcan went to the forging furnace. Clarkson walked to a nearby place and carefully looked at the abandoned stone pillars and murals. Luo Jia chatted with the accompanying Spirit Lizard Priests with great interest. He asked about the gods and ancient saints they believed in, as well as the requirements and taboos of the Snake God Sotigo. As for Zhuang Sen, he found a tent and entered to meditate. Soon, only Forgen was left in the open space.
Obviously, Luo Jia, Anglo, and Laing will all be my staunch supporters. According to this, Donne and Magnus will also be my supporters. Forgen thought so. Donne was clearly against Kiriman's Holy Bible, and Magnus had a deep hatred for Ruse.
As for Kiriman's staunch supporters, it should be Clarkson, Khagan, Ruse, and the possible future St. Giles. Ruse and Khagan were undoubtedly Kiriman's supporters, and St. Giles and Kiriman had an excellent personal relationship.
As for the neutral ones, it should be Zhuang Sen, Vulcan, and the possible future Petrabo and Mortharian. Mortharian could be won over. That poor guy only wanted a family! Then I'll give it to him!
Six to four, with three votes abstaining. This will be my victory! Fu Gen carefully analyzed the situation and finally smiled.
Just you wait, Kiriman. I will prove that I am much better than you!
Clang! Clang! Beside the lizardmen's ancient saint forging furnace, a large black man was using his hammer to help Forgen reforge and forge a new set of armor. His hammer burned with the power of flames, which were the crimson flames of purgatory. Under his fierce hammering and the colorful flames from the ancient saint, Forgen's original purple phoenix plate armor was gradually being reforged.
Because Vulcan was about four meters tall and his skin was as black as ink, he made a lot of noise while forging. His figure was also very oppressive. The soldiers of the Ash Corps who were attracted by his forging only dared to watch from afar, not daring to get close. There was a lot of discussion about this big black man. Many people suspected that Vulcan was a Kurgan, because only the Kurgan men who lived closest to the Chaotic Wasteland could have such a height. Although there was news that Vulcan was the brother of Forgen, no one believed it. Until someone confirmed that Forgen had called Vulcan brother, everyone was still discussing that Vulcan must be a half-brother of the Kurgan.
Just like that, everyone watched this large black man forge for two hours.
Everyone was a little afraid, but when they saw Vulcan inject the power of lava and fire into the plate armor, and the ancient saint's colorful flames were tamed into a fiery lizard that spun back and forth in the air under his hammer, everyone was full of praise for this large black man's forging skills. However, no matter how much they shouted and pleaded, Vulcan turned a deaf ear to them and continued to focus on his forging. Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "Disperse!"
Boom! The Dawn Messenger landed, and the flames rushed into the sky. The onlookers were shocked and quickly dispersed. After some discussion, they finally gave up and left, leaving only a few lizardmen who were helping to create the flames.
A Brittany knight slowly approached. He ignored the heat waves of the flames and was not afraid of angering Vulcan. In a tone of admiration and approval, he said, "Good craftsmanship."
"…" Vulcan focused on helping Forgen reforge the armor.
"Mister, I am talking to you." The expedition knight was wearing a gentleman's suit made of simple canvas and linen. His blonde hair flowed down his back, and the handle of the two-handed broadsword on his back was shiny.
"..." Vulcan continued to ignore the newcomer. He suddenly smashed his hammer on Fulgen's armor, and a dark red blazing sun shot into the air!
"Mister Vulcan!" the man shouted. "Can you help me reforge a new set of armor and longsword? Mister Vulcan? "
Ten minutes later.
"Who is this man?" Vulcan finally stopped and looked at his work with satisfaction. The fire lizard army geno prototype raised its head and looked at the Brittany knight in front of it.
"I am Julius Kumani Antrel de Winford. Do you remember me? We have met before. " Julius raised his head and said to Vulcan, "When Laing got married, I was Suria's brother. Do you remember? "
"Oh! I remember now. You are Laing's brother-in-law. " Vulcan was shocked. He patted his head and finally remembered. Uncle Black immediately smiled politely. "Brother-in-law, how have you been? What's the matter? "
"Let me ask you, can you help me reforge my plate armor and greatsword?" Julius' voice was a little arrogant, but he was very polite. "I think your craftsmanship is very good. Can you do me a favor? I can provide you with the materials and pay you. "
"Of course. I am Laing's brother-in-law, the fire lizard, at your service. " Since he was Laing's brother-in-law, Vulcan did not hesitate. He immediately asked the lizard man to reignite the furnace. "Give me the armor and the longsword. Tell me, how do you want to reforge it?"
Seeing this, Julius immediately took off his two-handed broadsword from his back and handed it to Vulcan along with his armor. He also gave Vulcan a lot of Meteorite and Mithril materials. He told Vulcan what he wanted, and Vulcan agreed without hesitation. In the end, Julius asked, "How much, Mr. Vulcan?"
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! It's free." Vulcan smiled innocently, looking harmless and full of goodwill. "We're all relatives. Talking about money will hurt our feelings."
But Julius insisted. "No, the lady taught me not to do that. How about this? I will give you 100 crowns that the Ash Army made. This is all I have. "
"… Then just give me eighteen." Vulcan took the small bag, counted 18 crowns, and returned the rest to Julius. He then put Julius' armor and longsword back on the anvil. "Okay, let's get to work."
Ding! Clang!
A few days later, the emperor came out of the great pyramid of Itaza.
"Fu Gen!"
"Father?"
"The Yang Fire Amulet is in the whirlpool of Shipwreck Cemetery, but my power will make the whirlpool disintegrate. That way, we will never be able to find the amulet." The emperor told Fu Gen, "Therefore, the task of finding the amulet is yours. Ask the dwarves to build a fleet for you. Go and destroy the undead in Shipwreck Cemetery and take the amulet back. You know what to do. I have designed a new blueprint for you and your army. At the same time, I have brought an extra 30 geno seeds. Make good use of them and the incubation pool."
"Yes!"
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