Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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According to the usual approach, shouldn't there be a text on the door explaining the level and giving some hints that contain puzzle-solving elements?

Meanwhile, some "threats" have emerged in this spacious, enclosed room, requiring both the response to these threats and the decryption of the information.

The situation became extremely tense.

Finally, the puzzle was solved, the threat was eliminated, and the door was opened safely.

However, in reality, the door opened before the level instructions were even fully displayed.

A group of people who had been on high alert were like soldiers advancing towards the enemy formation with their guns raised. Just as they were about to get close and the enemy was shouting for them to open fire, the enemy suddenly surrendered.

Well, how should I put it? It's a bit overwhelming for people.

Just then, with a loud bang, the door behind me opened.

Looking back, they saw the others who had come with them but were now trapped in the maze, staring at them with blank expressions.

Looking past these people, the doorway led to the very spot where they had landed from that endless black river.

Two groups of people heading in opposite directions eventually arrived at the same door, but they did not meet when they reached the same door.

Opening the gate leads to a maze, but now, behind the gate lies a room directly beyond the maze.

Time and spacetime have become disordered.

Ronan thought it was a time warp, but Faith and Hyman thought the door inside had opened.

"Have you solved the puzzle?" asked Hyman, the hunchbacked old man with a prosthetic leg.

“The door opened by itself,” Duke Gene said.

Hyman shuddered, and his prosthetic leg made a screeching sound like gears jamming. He hadn't expected this to happen. It was in this very closed room that he had faced not only the constant draining of his magic power, but also the constant attacks from the monsters manifested in the maze of consciousness.

The intensity of the magic extraction is immense; those below the fifth rank simply cannot withstand it. The monsters manifested from the mental consciousness labyrinth are even more powerful, making it difficult for those below the fifth rank to even protect themselves.

Those who attempt to enter the true ruins must, under this dual pressure, continuously solve the riddles presented in hieroglyphics that appear on the massive stone gate.

His back was broken here, and his hand was lost here.

When he was ready to face this place again, it was gone.

Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?!

“Old man, calm down.” Fiss grabbed the old man’s prosthetic leg. “Calm down.”

His teeth chattered, his knuckles cracked, and old Hyman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "I'm fine."

At this moment, Becker, the "little finger" on the Emperor's side, looked at the open door. He could see nothing inside, only darkness, like an abyss, and said, "Let me investigate."

Becker, nicknamed "Littlefinger," is best known for his magic that allows him to split a part of his body and create a living, independent entity.

With a snap, Becker pulled out his little finger as if it were a pen cap and casually tossed it to the ground. Soon, limbs grew from the little finger, followed by a head the size of a fingernail with only a single eye the size of a pea. This tiny, strange creature, like a newborn fawn, first staggered and staggered a few steps, then steadied itself and became agile and nimble in the blink of an eye.

With a snap of his fingers and a closed eye, "Little Finger" Becker sent a tiny creature, formed from his little finger, hurtling into the darkness inside the doorway.

Everyone tacitly remained silent, waiting for his detection results.

Becker covered his closed eyes with one hand and began to describe what he had seen and felt: "A huge space, like being in the deep sea, completely surrounded by water, but strangely, the visibility was very high, just like being in the shallow waters of a sunny beach during the day, where everything around me was clearly visible."

"The water here is peculiar; it doesn't seem to affect breathing."

No other abnormalities have been found so far.

"Dive down, we've arrived. From the entrance, it's about thirty meters to the bottom."

"I'll go ahead and take a look."

"Found it! There's a vortex tornado extending upwards here, surrounded by strange magical auras that I've never seen before."

"It has a similar aura to the undead in the desert, but it's not the same."

"Hmm? A magician?"

"Ugh..." A sudden scream rang out.

The people in the room had no idea what was happening; all they could see was that Becker's once neat little finger had started bleeding profusely from its severed surface.

"The Healer" Toldo immediately went over and took "Little Finger" Becker's hand.

Becker shook his head. "No need."

"What's going on?" Emperor Antolo stepped forward and asked.

Becker rubbed his eyes as he answered, "I don't know. It was very strong magic, and there was more than one, but that doesn't seem to make sense."

There are very few people on the entire continent who can speak of such powerful magic; they are all well-known figures.

But how could a famous person appear in the space inside this door?

Faced with this unknown and powerful magic, should we try to investigate further, or go straight in?

"Having come this far, is there any need to hesitate?" Old man Stefan asked rhetorically, and as soon as he finished speaking, he plunged into the doorway.

Ronan and Dinia then followed them inside.

Giovanni glanced at his old lover, then transformed into a wave of water and rushed into the doorway. "Doll Witch" stomped her foot and followed, while "Salt" Luke chose not to follow and stayed outside.

Emperor Antolo stepped forward, but was stopped by "Black Dragon" Bricht, who shook his head.

“It’s not necessarily safe outside,” Antoro said simply, then stepped into the doorway.

"Black Dragon" Bricht shook his head helplessly and went inside. "Healer" Toldo followed immediately. The others hesitated for a moment, choosing not to follow immediately but remaining outside. They had been invited, not hired, and had no obligation to risk their lives for His Majesty the Emperor.

Following them, the three members of the Willand trio entered. As the initiators of this operation, they naturally wouldn't stay outside to wait for the outcome.

The remaining three of Villa did not rush over. For them, waiting for the final result was enough; that was all their mission had to do.

Not long after Ronan and his group went inside, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

The people inside immediately became alert. However, in the next instant, a sword suddenly appeared from the ceiling and fell down. It was from Villa, and the "knight" who looked like he was raised by a woman had been pierced through the back by the falling sword.

He collapsed before he could react at all.

A man appeared along with the sword.

The man who made everyone present show an expression of disbelief was Ronan.

Disguise magic? Impossible, the sudden appearance of the sword is this man's magic.

“It seems I’ll always be a well-known figure.” As soon as he finished speaking, Ronan reached out, and the sword that had pierced the “knight’s” chest flew out from behind him, tracing an arc in the air before returning to Ronan’s hand. “Don’t worry, he’s not dead. I’m leaving now.” With that, Ronan entered the doorway.

Chapter 503 Confirmation, Unexpected Visitors, Two Ronans

After being pierced through the heart by a sword, the "knight" lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground. "Salt" Luke came over to check on him.

Since "The Healer" Toldo was in, he had to come in as an amateur to fill in as a doctor.

Indeed, as Ronan said, he did not die. Although the wound to his heart looked serious after being pierced, it was actually a minor injury for a fifth-tier elemental mage. He lost consciousness because he was under the influence of magic.

"He's fine, but I can't break this spell."

“Salt,” Luke said, “I’m not sure when he’ll wake up. His life is safe, but it looks like his magical energy will be stagnant until he wakes up.”

The others ignored Toldo's words, "Littlefinger"

"Conductor"

"Iron Hammer"

The "eye of the storm" swiftly entered through the door.

As high-ranking mages, they were not subordinates of the emperor and naturally did not take the emperor seriously. Moreover, since the "Black Dragon" had gone in with them, there was no need for them to go on the adventure. However, things were different now. This suddenly appearing "Ronan" had instantly killed a fifth-rank mage.

Yes, it was a swift kill. The "Knight" didn't die because "Ronan" never intended to kill him; he was just giving them a warning, hoping they wouldn't interfere.

But they had no choice but to get involved. They didn't care that much about the emperor, but they couldn't stand by and watch his life be in danger. If the emperor died, the resulting turmoil would also affect their own interests.

Moreover, it's actually safer to stay with the main group; staying here would be more dangerous.

The two from Villa thought the same thing; it was more dangerous to stay here. So, the "Scholar" and the "Birdman" followed closely behind and entered the inner world through the door.

"Salt" Luke had no time to take care of anyone, and turned around and went straight inside, leaving "Knight" alone outside.

At this moment, inside the gate lies a water world.

Near the outer edge of the waterspout rising from the bottom of the water, Ronan and his group of four—Emperor Antoro of the Empire, "Black Dragon" Bricht, "Healer" Toldo, Willand, Giovanni, and his old lover "Doll Witch"—all stopped to observe this strange phenomenon.

To others, it was simply that the aura emanating from the waterspout was somewhat similar to the strange aura emanating from the living dead.

But for Ronan and Dinia, this was not exactly the same as the aura of the heavens; it was practically indistinguishable.

Aside from the unusual aura, there was another feeling that many magicians had experienced.

The typical path for a magician is as follows: between the ages of five and eight, they sense the existence of their own magic power, instinctively manipulate it to do things, then undergo testing to confirm their magical talent, and then begin learning the basics of magic.

At this moment, some of the mages felt the same soul transformation they had experienced during the awakening of their magical talent in their childhood.

"How is it?" Emperor Antolo asked "Black Dragon" Bricht beside him.

"Yes."

"Black Dragon" Bricht gave an affirmative answer.

Like Dinia, he was a Fate/Change type magician. However, unlike Dinia, who became a full-fledged magician before his talent was awakened, he, like Ronan, first awakened his talent, then studied, and one day suddenly awakened Fate magic.

Of course, Ronan, as a transmigrator, did not have the memory of awakened talent; when he transmigrated, this body was already fifteen years old.

"really."

Antoro only said one word.

As expected, this anomaly, like the calamity from the East recorded in historical fragments, brought an opportunity to give more people magical talents.

As expected, the anomaly that caused those undead creatures was inside that waterspout.

With this item, the ideal of unifying the Empire of Will will no longer be an unattainable dream.

Just as they were pondering how to ensure they could take the thing inside, suddenly, everyone sensed more than one magical fluctuation emanating from the waterspout.

What's going on? Is there a magician inside?

Everyone instinctively stepped back, retreating to the security bureau several dozen meters away.

The next instant, a man appeared wearing a half-ghost mask, fish-scale armor, flowing purple hair, a young and handsome face, but an arrogant demeanor. He was holding a little girl in his left hand and carrying a huge Guan Dao (a type of halberd) on his right.

A handsome middle-aged man with a long beard and dressed in a white robe followed closely behind.

"I already told you, she ran in here on her own. I'm just protecting her. I'll take her back after this is all over." The young man, who was holding the little girl with one hand, shouted. After speaking, he looked around at the people around him and couldn't help but frown. "Damn it, what is Second Brother doing? How did he let such a big group of troublesome people in?"

"Put her down, and I'll spare your life," the middle-aged man threatened as he chased after her.

"You old geezer, you're so annoying!" the purple-haired man roared, swinging his guandao with one hand, unleashing a huge black slash before continuing his escape without hesitation.

On Ronan's side, no one took immediate action because they had no idea who the two men were or what they were talking about.

Only Ronan understood what they were saying; it was Chinese. How could he not understand it?

However, although only Ronan could understand, the others were not blind. Wasn't it obvious that a man was running with a little girl on his back while another man was chasing after him?

Moreover, it doesn't matter who is good or who is bad; what matters is that these two men came out of that waterspout.

Without a word of discussion, "Black Dragon" Bricht stopped the arrogant young man.

Just then, the young man's expression changed, "Second Brother!"

As he shouted, the man in a frenzy threw the little girl in his arms away.

Everyone turned around immediately and saw a man catching the little girl. And this man looked exactly like Ronan.

"Oh my, you have a twin brother?" Kate Peter, who had been in low spirits and barely spoke the whole way, suddenly became interested.

“Ronan, what’s going on?” Dinia asked.

“How should I know?” Ronan replied. “We’ll know once we take them down.”

After saying that, Ronan turned to the middle-aged man in white robes and shouted loudly in Chinese, "Sir, we are not enemies. You wait here while we take down these two guys."

The other "Ronan" looked at Dinia, flicked Ronan's flying sword away with one finger, and grasped "Black Dragon" Bricht's fist with the other hand, his eyes still fixed on Dinia. "Long time no see."

Before he could finish speaking, "Black Dragon" Bricht spat out a mouthful of black flame, slamming "Ronan" to the ground. Ronan's head turned into a pile of rotten flesh, but in an instant, the pile of rotten flesh transformed into red fungi, rapidly coalescing and reverting to Ronan's appearance.

Meanwhile, the little girl in Ronan's hands turned into a small doll and came into the hands of the "Doll Witch" Martina.

Ronan and Dinia were both stunned, because this regenerative ability belonged to Dinia.

Ronan glanced around. "Seventh Brother, it's time to go back. We can't hold out for much longer."

Chapter 504: Those Below the Seventh Rank are Minions; Frame-by-Frame Battle; The Lost Little Girl