Chapter 2 His Majesty the Brave Emperor

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 When the first ray of dawn pierced the clouds and descended on the land of Bratis.

Garth also put on his armor with the help of his attendants and took over his sword.

The queen put a golden cloak on him and a lion's head brooch symbolizing the Vespasian family, and then she couldn't help covering her face and crying.

"Let me tell you that you shouldn't have been this emperor in the first place..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Garth frowned, "After my father dies, who else is qualified to sit on that chair except me."

"Don't you still have two brothers, Claudio and Allister, especially Allister? You have always said that he is ambitious."

"It's just a guy who relies on a woman. What qualifications do he have to compete with me?" Garth said disdainfully. "Hearing that those Wing Tribe people are coming, he only dares to continue hiding in the north, and he doesn't even dare to lead the army on an expedition."

"Otherwise, if I fail, if he can lead people to defeat those Wing Clan people, he can naturally become the next emperor of the empire."

"But those Wing Tribe people are so powerful, and there are dragons... who can defeat them?"

The queen was a little excited and hugged her husband tightly, "Why don't you go? Let's continue to hide here. Lord Essos said that this place is secret enough that the Wing Tribe people can't find it."

"It's just that I can't find it for the time being." Gals pushed his wife away gently, "I don't want to be dragged out of the shoe store by my hair... That would be too degrading.

"I will die in a fair and just duel. Even if those Wing tribesmen rule the continent of Bratis, those historians will say that Garth, the last emperor of the empire, fought with dignity to the last moment."

Garth said with a serious expression.

But his wife and daughter obviously cannot understand his paranoia.

They all hoped that Garth would change his mind at the last moment, stay with them, and continue to hide in this small shoe store, even if he was frightened every day.

However, Garth had made up his mind, and the crying of his wife and daughter made him feel a little upset.

So the emperor of the empire yelled, "Okay, don't cry anymore."

"After I die, the Wing Tribe people will probably relax their vigilance. Then you can ask Essos to help you leave the city.

"You can go west, or you can go north and join Allister. In any case, he is my brother and he should be kind to you. Anyway, don't go east again.

"Those Wing tribesmen have already occupied Crab Corner, and the New World will become theirs sooner or later. Don't go further south. I know your family has territory there, but I don't think those elves are very honest.

"They have been robbed of a lot of land by us in the past nine hundred years, and now only the Evergreen Forest is left. They will not let go of this opportunity for revenge..."

Although Garth was determined to die, he was still a little worried about his family. After talking a lot, he called the new captain of the royal guard and told him to protect the queen and princess before he stood up.

Come.

Garth glanced at the sky outside the window, without any hesitation, turned around and strode out of the shoe store and onto the street.

Because there have been too many air raids in the past two months, and Lionheart Castle has just been conquered by a dragon, people in the city are panicked. There are almost no people on the streets at the moment, and it is very quiet.

Gals was a little regretful, because this also meant that no one could see his heroic appearance in the last battle.

Moreover, after he walked for a while, there was an inexplicable fog in the city. Although it was only a thin layer, it was quite annoying.

Fortunately, Garth would not forget the direction of his castle and was still moving in that direction.

The sound of the collision of armor and scabbard was a bit harsh in the silent street.

Garth walked two more streets and was very close to the King's Landing Tower. He could even hear the snoring of the dragon in his ears, which made him a little nervous.

At this moment, a group of soldiers appeared in front of him.

Those people were wearing leather armor, carrying short swords on their waists, and holding long bows in their hands. They all had wings on their backs.

The man who looked like a captain at the head said something to Garth. Garth didn't understand, so he took the initiative to speak.

"I am Garth, the emperor of the empire, coming to see your general."

The Wing Tribe people paused for a moment when they heard this, and then spoke a bird language in a language that Garth did not understand.

Gars continued, "Your general asked me to come. He promised me to have a one-on-one fair duel with him. You see, I kept my oath and didn't bring any guards. Let me go quickly.

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This time, the reaction of the Wing Clan soldiers finally became a little more normal. The leader of the group read out the three words "Garth" in broken mainland lingua franca.

Gars nodded, pointed at himself, and said proudly, "Yes, I am Gars."

After hearing this, the Yi tribe soldiers finally showed joy on their faces and raised their long bows.

Garth noticed something was wrong, but it was too late.

The first arrow hit him squarely in the chest, but fortunately it was blocked by his armor, but then the second arrow flew past his ear and disappeared into the mist behind him.

It wasn't until the third arrow that it finally brought an invitation from the God of Death, inserted into Garth's neck without armor.

Before the emperor of the empire could put on his helmet, the fourth arrow arrived again, this time hitting the socket of his left eye.

Gars's eyes were full of astonishment, and he never understood why the wing warriors on the opposite side attacked him until his death.

Obviously he has already announced his identity.

With such doubts, the emperor of the empire fell on the street, but the wing warriors did not stop and shot two more rounds to ensure that Gars was dead, and then went forward to check his body.

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After confirming that he had indeed died, he dragged his body in front of Solomon like a dead dog.

Solomon asked Ivan who was standing aside, "Is this your emperor?"

Ivan didn't need to answer, Solomon already knew his answer just from the look of shock on the intelligence chief's face.

However, to be cautious, he still waited for another person.

The figure of Elf Queen Heloise came out of the mist. She walked to Garth's body and glanced at it, then nodded slightly.

Solomon was very satisfied and ordered, "Very good, this matter has been settled. Let's hang the body on the city gate so that everyone in the city knows that their emperor is dead."

"Anyone who dares to resist will meet the same fate as him."

Yiwang finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "Sir Solomon, why, why do you do this? He is obviously no match for you in a head-on confrontation. You could have defeated him openly."

"I am the coach of the army. I don't have time to play one-on-one with him. I have more important things to do." Solomon said calmly.

"But you have promised him to give him a dignified death."

"Death is death, what's the difference? If you think this matter is important, you can declare to the outside world that he died in my hands, and that should be fine."

Solomon waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on this matter any longer. He didn't even look at the corpse on the ground.

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