Ian looked at the nine Mirror Clone in front of him and began to assign tasks.
"No. 1, you are responsible for studying Zagred's 'Word Soul Magic' and the 'Reincarnation Magic' he uses."
"No. 2, you are responsible for researching the positive and negative magic power of 'Karma Amplification'. You are also responsible for researching forbidden magic and can work together with No. 1."
"No. 3, you are responsible for Anti-Magic."
"No. 4, go and help Morgana continue to reproduce 'Arcane Rune System'."
"No. 5, you start processing Megicula and prepare her into Potions material."
"No. 6, you are responsible for monitoring the training course and teaching Sali."
"No. 7, you are responsible for [World-Stealing Plan]. Morgana will allocate half of its computing power to assist you. After she finishes the work at hand, she will fully cooperate with you. Your project is extremely dangerous, so be extremely careful."
"Don't worry. I am you, how can I not be cautious?" No. 7 replied.
Ian nodded and continued:
"On the 8th, you are responsible for repairing 'World Gate'. On the way to Land of the Sun, I will try to find some usable resources. If there are not enough, you should be prepared to go to Multiverse to collect materials."
"No. 9, you are responsible for fulfilling the duties of the Magic Emperor and monitoring the movements of the Spade Kingdom."
"Why me again?" No. 9 complained, "The job of the Magic Emperor is boring."
"If you are free, you can help other clones share some work," Ian replied.
"We don't want his help," the others said in unison.
"Come on, guys. Don't you know how painful it is to deal with those files all day long?"
The others simply ignored him and went to perform their tasks.
"Ignore them, I'm just kidding."
"I know," No. 9 muttered and walked away.
Boom! Boom!
"Come in," Ian said as he was about to leave.
"Sir Ian, Magic Council Speaker Damnatio is waiting for you outside," Ian's assistant Marx reported.
Hearing the news, Ian frowned, and then motioned for him to come in. Soon, a nobleman with black hair and wearing a long green robe walked into the office.
"Damnatio, what's the matter?" Ian asked while looking at the book in his hand.
"I'm here for a few things," the green-robed nobleman replied coldly.
"Although you calmed everything down, the people still remember the damage caused by Magic Knights. So I insist on the previous judgment. Someone must take responsibility to maintain the image of the Knights."
"That Demons host is the perfect scapegoat. We can tell the people that it was he who controlled the Magic Knight that caused all of this."
"Didn't the news about Zagred already appear in the newspaper?"
"This is not enough. It is best to let the people believe that there is a specific traitor responsible for this incident. This is the best excuse to explain why the Magic Knight failed to respond in time."
"My answer remains: no."
"Among those whose bodies have been possessed are many members of prominent noble families. Their honors must be preserved."
"Do these people care about their reputation?" Ian asked.
'Of course they don't care. You have brainwashed them, making them ignore their aristocratic status and treat untouchables like commoners,' Damnatio secretly clenched his fists.
"They may not care, but their families do."
"That's their problem, not mine."
Damnatio had an impulse to use his "Scale Magic" to Judgment the man in front of him. But thinking that it would be in vain, he forcibly suppressed the impulse.
"The second reason why I came is because the leader of Punishment Division is Zora·Ideale. He has arrested too many nobles in the past week."
"What crime did they commit?" Ian asked, turning a page of the book.
"You know that's not the point."
"When the kingdom faced a disaster, they took advantage of the situation to plunder, kill people and steal goods, and committed all kinds of evil. They should be killed according to the law."
"We must remember that the nobility is the backbone of this kingdom."
"It used to be, but not anymore."
"So, this is your attitude? Relying on overwhelming power and acting like a tyrant?"
"For five hundred years, you nobles have used overwhelming force to do whatever you want. Why, I can't do the same thing?"
"I want to remind you," Damnatio said with determination, "You are the Magic Emperor, and your responsibilities are limited to governing the military power of the kingdom. But you have intervened in the economy, politics, people's livelihood, and everything in between."
"You even prohibited the king from leaving the castle. Your actions have exceeded your authority."
Snap!
Ian closed the book in his hand, and the crisp sound made Damnatio's heart skip a beat.
Ian slowly placed the book on the table, and then walked to Damnatio.
He ignored the fear in the other person's eyes and reached out to help him straighten the wrinkles on his collar.
Then, he said in an extremely calm tone:
"I can depose you, depose the Magic Council nobles, and even depose the king. Moreover, I don't need to use force at all. With my reputation among the people, I can launch a coup to overthrow the entire kingdom at any time. This is simply a piece of cake."
"So, I want you to remember. Your noble status, your wealth, your social, economic and political status; I can take it all back by just dialing the Snap."
He gently patted Damnatio's face.
"Remember? It's best to remind other nobles as well. So far, I have been very polite. As long as you don't block my way, you can still live in the illusion that you are still a big shot and continue to enjoy the generational wealth that you have plundered from the bones of the people of this country."
"Do you understand?... Okay, I'll take your silence as acquiescence. Now, is there anything else to talk about?"
Damnatio shook his head, although he originally wanted to discuss the ridiculous mission to invade Elysium.
Finally, he walked out of the office in a daze, his eyes full of confusion and fear.
"Sir, do you think this is too much?" Marx asked.
"Marx, I told you about eavesdropping, right?"
"I didn't eavesdrop, it's because the walls in this office are too thin. Back to the topic, is it really wise to offend Magic Council?"
"The only reason why Magic Council still exists is that I was cursed before, and if they are abolished, my workload will increase."
Magic Council is a collection of nobles and Imperial Family, acting as the legislative and judicial body of the Clover Kingdom.
However, when Ian established Punishment Division and gave it tremendous power, it actually deprived Council of most of its judicial power.
Unfortunately, due to the curse, he was unable to take away their other powers before.
And now that he is free, he is no longer too lazy to play political games with them.
"Have everything been arranged before I leave?"
"Yes, but are you sure nothing will happen to the kingdom again during your absence?"
"Based on what I see in the future, Spade Kingdom should not attack us."
"Should?"
"Yes, it should be." With his current ability, he can only predict the future with absolute certainty in a few minutes.
Beyond that, he can only see different timelines and possibilities.
So far, he can only see ten different timelines.
This ability is nothing compared to Doctor Strange, which can see 14,0605 results.
However, Ian can see the future on his own, while Doctor Strange must rely on Time Stone, so to a certain extent, he is better.
"Don't worry. One of my Mirror Clone has at least 60% of my power, which is enough to cope with most situations. If something happens, I can open the portal and rush back instantly."
"Besides, you should have more confidence in the team leader and their team members - especially after they complete my special training."
Marx nodded in relief and left after reporting the remaining few things.
Subsequently, Ian also left. He imposed Disillusionment Charm on himself and flew eastward to the sea. He did not want anyone to know his whereabouts, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
After reaching the sea, he tried to open the portal to "Land of the Sun" because he had seen the location of that continent when he recovered World Gate.
However, he found that there was strong spatial interference there, which prevented the portal from opening stably. So, he decided to fly over.
Anyway, he was planning to stop by and see the islands he saw on the map.