In the following days, Yang Feng went to different banquets.
Garça held one banquet after another and introduced Yang Feng to his supporters.
When the small and medium-sized aristocrats saw Yang Feng, a hereditary peer aristocrat with great power, join their camp, their confidence in Garça's victory became a bit firmer.
At the same time, the aristocrats kept fawning over Yang Feng. In less than 3 days, he received more than a dozen beautiful women, which he accepted one by one without any trace of politeness.
On the 4th day, Yang Feng received a decree from Morrince 2,867th summoning him.
"The Victory Palace!
This is the Victory Palace!! "
Standing in front of the palace, Yang Feng looked at the exquisite, luxurious, and 50-meter-tall palace wall, and his eyes flickered with an enigmatic light.
The imperial palace of the Morrince Empire was called the Victory Palace, implying invincibility.
After the construction of the Victory Palace, the 1st emperor of the Morrince Empire asked the gods for their blessings.
Thanks to the blessings of the gods, the Victory Palace obtained countless permanent divine spells. As long as the gods didn't die, the divine spells wouldn't disappear.
Thanks to the blessings of the gods, even feeble divine force rank gods couldn't smash the city wall of the Victory Palace.
Even many demigods couldn't fly in the sky above the Victory Palace.
Throughout history, such a sturdy imperial palace had been the site of countless bloodshed.
Numerous court coups took place in front of the imperial palace, and more than 500 emperors of the Morrince Empire died in the coups.
After pausing for a moment to take a look, Yang Feng followed the attendant and continued to walk towards the imperial palace.
As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the gate of the imperial palace, powerful divine spells were cast from the gate and enveloped him.
The robots of blasphemy above Yang Feng's head quickly simulated the spirit fluctuations of the fanatics of the Weave Goddess.
Once non-believers were discovered in the St. Tulan City, they would be burned at the stake.
The divine spell examination of the Victory Palace was much more powerful than that of the gate. However, it was still deceived by the spirit fluctuations of the fanatics of the Weave Goddess.
The attendant leading Yang Feng quietly looked at Yang Feng for a while. After finding that there were no other changes to Yang Feng under the divine spell examination, he continued to lead Yang Feng into the imperial palace.
Inside the hall, Morrince 2,867th sat on the throne high above and looked down. His aged and turbid eyes flickered with indifference.
An official said: "Your Majesty, the Red Earth Earl Ian has arrived."
Morrince 2,867th said indifferently: "Let him in!"
Yang Feng slowly stepped into the hall.
As soon as he entered the meeting hall, Yang Feng felt a powerful pressure coming from the gold throne, as if the person sitting on the gold throne is the ruler of the world, and no one is allowed to defy him.
Within this meeting hall, one of the blessings of the gods was the pressure of an emperor.
As soon as one entered the Great Hall, one would be affected by the pressure of the Emperor and would unconsciously be in awe of the man sitting on the throne.
Some people who were not mentally strong would feel the pressure in their hearts when they felt the Monarch's pressure, and they would not even be able to speak properly.
"Your humble servant, Ian, Earl of Red Earth of Miracle City, greets Your Majesty!"
Yang Feng stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and saluted Morrince 2,867th.
When aristocrats of the Morrince Empire had an audience with the emperor, the highest form of etiquette was to kneel on one knee.
Normally, when aristocrats saw the emperor, they would just bow slightly in salute.
However, this was the first time Yang Feng came to have an audience with Morrince 2,867th, so he had to kneel on one knee.
Morrince 2,867th looked at Yang Feng curiously and said faintly: "Get up!"
Yang Feng got up and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Morrince 2,867th suddenly said: "Ian, I heard that you robbed hundreds of millions of gold coins from the Molinson Province. Is this true?"
Gazes of schadenfreude focused on Yang Feng.
The officials of Garça's faction became nervous. If Yang Feng didn't respond well, then it would be a disaster.
Morrince 2,867th had a very eccentric temperament. As he grew older, he killed faster and faster, and became more and more unscrupulous.
Standing among the courtiers, Bousso's back was drenched in cold sweat. He feared that if Yang Feng didn't respond well, then Morrince 2,867th would order him to be killed.
Yang Feng said with a faint smile: "It's true!"
Morrince 2,867th's eyes suddenly lit up.
Yang Feng added without batting an eyelid: "However, Governor Bousso is a famous general.
After being defeated by him 44 times in a row, this humble servant finally came to his senses.
Furthermore, I returned all the plundered property to the aristocrats who were plundered by this humble servant. "
Morrince 2,867th's face became gloomy at once. He originally planned to squeeze hundreds of millions of gold coins from Yang Feng and enjoy himself.
An official of the great prince's faction jumped out and barked: "Ian, do you think you can return it just because you said so?
Do you have any evidence of returning the property to the poor aristocrats you plundered?!
If you don't, then you're deceiving His Majesty and committing the crime of deceiving the sovereign. "
Morrince 2,867th's face became even gloomier.
Yang Feng smiled and flipped his hand, and 3 vials of magic elixirs blossoming with blood-like radiance appeared in his hand: "Your Majesty, I'm a Wizard and a Grand Pharmacist proficient in pharmacology.
When I studied pharmacology and traveled the world, I found a potion formula passed down from ancient times.
That magic potion formula was as strong as a dragon!
As a man, I studied this prescription and successfully concocted a few bottles of Dragon Strengthening Magic Potion.
I would like to dedicate these vials to you! "
Morrince 2,867th's eyes constricted and flashed with excitement. He shouted impatiently: "Present them!"
Once taken by a man, the potion Dragon Like Strength would allow him to maintain a dragon-like vigor and terrifying physical strength. Besides, not only did it have no side effects, but it also had the effect of strengthening the body.
Before the battle of the gods, this was the favorite potion of the emperors and greater aristocrats in the secular world.
However, due to Dragon Like Strength, this potion wasn't valued in the era of the battle of the gods.
Only then did it disappear in the long river of history.
In the Victory Palace, there were many Potioneers who specialized in concocting various potions for the emperor to take.
However, none of those magic potions could compare to the legendary Strength of a Giant Dragon.
An attendant stepped down from beside Morrince 2,867th and arrived in front of Yang Feng.
Yang Feng handed the 3 vials of Dragon Strengthening Magic Elixir to the attendant, who took the elixirs and walked towards Morrince 2,867th.
Morrince 2,867th clapped his hands. The light and shadows beside him distorted, and a Wizard with a hooked nose, a thin figure, dressed in a Wizard robe, and a gloomy aura suddenly appeared.
After seeing the Wizard, Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Wizard's spirit force was as vast as the sea. He was clearly a Legend rank Wizard.
The Mage took the Dragon Strengthening Potion, opened it, and smelled it. With a tap of his hand, a drop of the Dragon Strengthening Potion flew into his mouth.
The Wizard said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, these 3 vials of potions are genuine. They are indeed the lost potion Dragon Like Strength.
If these 3 vials of potions were really refined by Ian, then he is indeed a top Grand Pharmacist. "
Morrince 2,867th said with a smile: "Very well, Ian, I like the potions you offered.
I want these vials of potions and the potion formula in your hands! "
Yang Feng smiled and handed a potion formula to the guard beside him: "This is the potion formula."
The guard immediately handed the potion formula to Morrince 2,867th.
Morrince 2,867th casually threw the formula to the Wizard beside him. Looking at Yang Feng more favorably, he said with a smile: "Ian, I'll accept your treasures. What reward do you want? Speak!"
"For the treasures this humble servant offered to make you happy, Your Majesty, it is this humble servant's greatest honor.
To be able to serve you, Your Majesty, is this humble servant's lifelong wish. "
Yang Feng smiled slightly, then his tone changed. He pointed to the official who just jumped out and said: "This person, while this humble servant was talking with Your Majesty, without obtaining Your Majesty's permission, interrupted Your Majesty and framed this humble servant. Your Majesty, please uphold justice for this humble servant."
Morrince 2,867th's indifferent gaze fell on the official.
The official's legs went soft, and he pleaded bitterly: "Your Majesty, I didn't frame him. Your Majesty, I … I really didn't frame him."
Morrince 2,867th said indifferently: "Martini, you dare to frame a greater aristocrat of the empire?
Men, drag him out and hang him! "
Martini slumped to the ground, snot and tears flowing down his face, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, this humble servant didn't frame him!
Your Majesty!! "
Several guards walked over from the side, grabbed Martini, and dragged him outside.
In the reception hall, gazes filled with fear and dread focused on Yang Feng.
When Yang Feng saw Martini being dragged out, a chill involuntarily welled up in the abyss of his eyes.
An official of the imperial court was dragged out and killed after saying a few words. There wasn't even a trial.
The danger level of Morrince 2,867th could well be imagined. He was an incapable ruler among incapable rulers.
With such an incapable ruler sitting on the throne, Yang Feng felt that his fate was not under his control.