Chapter 8 Map

Emperor Arthur's words seemed to be performing. Rather than saying it to Artest, it was deliberately stimulating Hegel. When he heard Emperor Arthur's words, Artest suddenly nodded in understanding, and knelt down on one knee and said aloud: "My son does not need any reward. He just wants to keep the seas for his father and kill all the bandits who attempt to invade our country!"

"Okay!" Emperor Arthur praised him very much, immediately patted Artest's shoulder and helped him up. The officials around him didn't understand the scene when they saw this. They immediately agreed and sighed, which made Heiger on the side tremble all over, and he wanted to get angry but couldn't find a chance to get angry. After playing this father, kind and filial piety drama for a long time, he looked at Heiger who was almost about to explode and killed everyone. Emperor Arthur finally returned to the throne with satisfaction and picked up the red wine with a smile.

Seeing that his father was in a good mood, Junan certainly would not miss this opportunity. He then stepped forward and bowed and said, "Father, I have a gift to give to you. For this gift, I specially entrusted Mr. An Ruoran to cast it for two months, and it was not completed successfully until recently."

"Well, is Mr. An's work?" Hearing Jun'an's introduction, Emperor Arthur couldn't help but smile slightly, and turned his gaze to the young magic caster sitting in the last seat. In the expectant eyes of everyone, An Ruoran slowly stood up and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I'm making you laugh... But can you give me fifteen minutes to make a little modification to this gift!"

"Puff!" As soon as this statement came out, most of the officials present sprayed out the wine. What a joke? When it was time to present the gift, they actually asked for modification. This is the result of hard work for two months? This is not too much fun! In fact, even Cruise, who was gloating, could not help but wonder whether it was because the number of gold votes I gave yesterday was too large, so An Ruoran had decided to turn against the situation?

"Damn it, what are you going to do?" He secretly looked at An Ruoran beside him. The expression on Junan's face could only be described as knocking over the five flavor bottle. An Ruoran smiled, but didn't say much, and still looked up at Emperor Arthur above. Perhaps because he noticed the meaning of his eyes, Emperor Arthur suddenly had a slight head and said lightly: "Okay, let's wait a moment, Mr. An invites him to the side hall to cast it."

Amid everyone's eyes, whether surprised or sighing, An Ruoran left quietly without any matter, and only brought Naya to help. Junan sat back on the seat with a gloomy face. No matter who could see that he was in a very bad mood, Artest had no choice but to pat his shoulder to express comfort. As for Cruise, of course, he raised the wine glass hypocritically and smiled: "Third brother, you should have discussed it with Mr. An, deliberately performed a comedy today!"

He looked at Cruise coldly. Junan had no other answers, but he just drank one cup after another. After more than ten minutes, An Ruoran finally made an appointment to walk back to the banquet hall, and bowed to Emperor Arthur again and said, "Sorry, let Your Majesty, you wait for a while, because I didn't think about it carefully in advance."

"It's okay, then I'm looking forward to your wonderful works." As if I had already understood something, Emperor Arthur did not have much anger. In the surprised eyes of everyone, An Ruoran had slowly turned the space ring and summoned the large item and placed it flat on the temporary round table.

There was no dazzling light or strange sound. The only thing that appeared in front of everyone was a map, a map that was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary. Emperor Arthur frowned slightly, and the officials whispered, and Cruise's expression could not hide his secret joy. But it was strange that when he saw the map appearing intact, Junan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had seen a peerless treasure...

"Your Majesty, please allow me to introduce you. This is a map!" An Ruoran bowed and said softly in a surprised gaze of everyone. His words immediately made everyone present roll their eyes and nonsense. Idiots know that this is a map, and it is worth your opinion?

"But this is not an ordinary map. Maybe I should call it a holographic map!" But then, An Ruoran smiled and gently tapped the map. As his fingers tapped, the area marked "Andorah" immediately emitted blue light, like a strange magic circle. The next moment, the blue light condensed and formed above the map, forming the overall outline of Andorah City, which looked like it was shot from a high altitude.

"Well, it seems to be interesting..." Emperor Arthur slightly supported his body, and his plain expression couldn't help but feel a little interested. But this was just the beginning. As An Ruoran gently tapped the phantom of Andorra in the void, a steady voice suddenly came from the map: "The imperial capital Andorra was built in the mainland for 228 years and has not fallen for more than 2,000 years. Twelve years ago, it was expanded by Emperor Arthur. Now it has a population of nearly 500,000, and its main specialty is..."

In less than a few minutes, this voice had introduced all the situations in Andorra in detail, and everyone nodded repeatedly. For Emperor Arthur, what satisfied him even more was that his name was mentioned in this introduction, as if there would be no Andorra today without him. As the sound gradually disappeared, An Ruoran once again clicked a city on the map, and then there was also a fantasy of light and shadow and a sound introduction.

For a moment, everyone could not help but be attracted by this unique map. If we talk about the map, no one of the nobles here has seen ten or eight, but no one has ever seen such an interesting multi-functional map. In addition to being excited, Emperor Arthur even walked down the steps and started operating on the map himself. Until he got into a good time, he looked at the young magic casting master beside him and smiled: "Mr. An, if you don't mind leaking the secret, can you introduce your casting principle to me?"

"Of course, this principle is actually very simple, but no one thought of it." An Ruoran bowed slightly and introduced calmly, "The map itself has nothing special about the material, but it uses higher wood and metal. But I carefully arranged two magic arrays on it, namely Water Breathing Technique and Sound Transmission Magic."

"Take the Andorra area as an example, I used water breathing technique to shoot down from a high altitude, deposited the obtained light and shadow phantoms into the crystal, and then used the sound transmission magic to input the pre-prepared introduction words together. Then, I inlaid this crystal under the word "Andorra", so that the effect I just showed can be shown just now by just opening the magic array."

As An Ruoran said, the principle of this map is actually not complicated, but no one has ever thought so. But compared to his simple purpose of giving gifts, Emperor Arthur and several generals obviously think more for a longer period of time. With this map, the general who commands the battle will not need to work hard to find information. Just click on the area on the map to obtain all the information. This is a rare treasure for the war in which time is life.

As soon as he thought of this, Emperor Arthur looked at An Ruoran, and immediately felt a little more approving. How could Junan miss this opportunity to flatter him? He took a few steps forward and smiled: "Father, since you inherited the throne, the territory of the empire has expanded by nearly one-third compared to the past. So my son specially asked Mr. An to cast this map, which was to commemorate your outstanding contributions to the empire, and to allow future generations to remember your great achievements forever!"

Even though he knew that this was a flattery, the King Arthur who was photographed still felt extremely happy. With that unconcealable sense of pride, he casually tapped on the map. After a moment, when his eyes fell on the "Silver Fish Island", his fingers couldn't help but subconsciously tapped on it...

A few seconds later, the outline of the Silver Fish Island had appeared in the air, and then the normal male voice sounded: "Silver Fish Island, the southern coastal island of the Kashyapa Empire, has a population of about 3,000, and is rich in various special fruits. The ruler was the Marquis of Kuban, but it was temporarily rented to the sea tribe twenty years ago..."

"Wait!" Before the introduction of this voice was completed, Hegel, who had been sitting silently in his seat, suddenly jumped up. He looked at the map with a solemn face, suddenly looked at Emperor Arthur and said, "Your Majesty, Silverfish Island has always been the capital of our country. When will it become your territory? Please explain this question clearly!"

Emperor Arthur frowned slightly. Before he could speak, Artest, who had a straightforward personality, made a pre-seller, said: "Nothing nonsense, Silverfish Island has always belonged to our country. The historical introduction just now has been clearly stated. It's just that you guys suddenly launched an attack decades ago and were occupied by you by chance. Does anyone want to deny this fact?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the officials present agreed, and the scene was extremely noisy. Although Hegel was weak, he still clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "Fuck, whoever has the biggest fists in this world is the boss! You Kashyapa is not good at your own strength and let us occupy this island. What else do you have to say?"

"It's ridiculous, is this the so-called robber act? According to the logic of the nobles, whoever gets it will be won?" This time, it was not Artest who jumped out to refute, but Cruise, who grasped the psychology of Emperor Arthur. In the midst of chaos, Jun An suddenly pulled An Ruoran's sleeve and whispered: "Mr. An, did you modify it just now..."

"That's right, these sea tribes are too arrogant and they have to sweep their face no matter how they are." An Ruoran smiled, looked up at the calm-looking King Arthur, and whispered, "Don't worry! I think this is something that Your Majesty really hopes to see. Perhaps soon, we will see more exciting performances..."

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