The young emperor spoke more and more quickly, but the voice became lower and lower. Gradually, his eyes were filled with thick haze. At the end, the flashing eyes actually had a faint chilling madness.

"I am the emperor, the emperor of this empire, the supreme existence of this empire, the supreme existence of this empire, the master of this country..." When he said this, Garcia's tone was a strange, even heavy, disgusting and other flavors.

He sneered: "My father paved all the roads for me, and even he had planned every step of the plan and made arrangements. Although the current situation is dangerous, as long as I carefully follow the path left by my father, at least more than half of the confidence can persist until the day when the situation improves... But all of this was arranged by him, all of them are, every step! I became the emperor, but it made me feel that he seemed to be alive!"

As he said that, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the empty chair next to the dining table. The expression on his face was faintly distorted and ferocious. At this moment, Garcia was not like the meticulous prince on weekdays?

"I stood here, but I felt that he was still sitting on this chair, holding a knife, cutting beef, using his unique arrogant tone, giving orders, and making decisions about everything one by one - yes, he had made all decisions, damn it, all decided! Although I am the crown prince, he never really believed me, no, or, this old man never trusted anyone! Even Kavishil! He always believed only himself, his own arrogant and stupid decisions!"

The young emperor suddenly became furious. He clenched his fists and looked at the shadow in the corner: "Do you know! How much effort did I put into the Thirteenth Corps! When I first arrived there, I lived in the same barracks as ordinary soldiers, ate those rough and unpalatable food, and had sex with them every day. Every night, I was so tired that I crawled back to the bed like a dead dog. When I got up the next day, my whole body was so painful that I almost broke up! I spent so much effort to build some influence in this iron army! I was even almost done!! In the Thirteenth Corps, most of the middle and lower-level officers had a good impression of me, and even Ruer began to look at me differently! The Thirteenth Corps came outside the imperial capital,

In the first battle with the rebels, I took off my shirt myself, did not avoid arrows in front of the battlefield, and beat drums for the soldiers! Tens of thousands of people saw me, and I could feel the gratitude and respect in the eyes of the soldiers shooting! Damn, I was almost done! If I gave me time and let me defend and do what I wanted, I would be sure to make the army loyal to me! But because of him! His damn, arrogant, and stubborn decisions! All my efforts in the past few months have become in vain! An army that might have been loyal to me will be ruined because of the worries in his mind! He never asked what I mean? Since he was going to hand over this empire to me, he never asked me?!!"

With such a roar, Garcia's forehead veins protruded, her eyes were covered with blood, and almost all of them were spewing out of fire.

Finally, after a long time, he gradually calmed down, breathed a long sigh, and glanced at the corner of the wall: "Do you have nothing to say?"

The middle-aged man in the corner raised his hand and said in a cold tone: "I'm just a shadow... and, I've said enough today... Your Majesty."

In the last sentence "Your Majesty", he seemed to have a little mockery, and then the middle-aged man stood quietly in the corner without saying a word.

Garcia turned her head and looked at the dining table, with more and more disgust in her eyes.

"Come."

The emperor called, and the palace immediately opened, and several servants and messengers in linen robes ran in with their heads hanging down.

Garcia pointed to the dining table and chair, and said in a cold tone: "I don't want to see this table, this chair... and these things, everything in this room, those shelves, cabinets, and the lampstands hanging on the wall..."

The young emperor's voice was cold, which made the court servants standing in front of him feel a little nervous. A headed court servant raised his head: "Your Majesty, then these things must..."

"It's burned when you carry it out."

The coronation ceremony of the new emperor is probably the most rudimentary event in the empire in recent centuries.

The ceremony was only completed in Hagia Sophia. After the Pope of the Empire personally put a crown on the new emperor, handed over the scepter, and gave blessings, it was considered a city of rituals.

There were no salutes, no grand parades and celebrations, and even when His Majesty the Emperor put on the crown, there were rumbling drums and fighting sounds outside the city.

The old emperor died and the new emperor was crowned. The civilians in Osgilia were only deeply frightened, but with the full efforts of the old prime minister, Adrick and others, the situation remained barely stable.

The fleet on the sea of ​​the Landis Kingdom also set off artillery outside the port area that night, and it is said that it drove away several rebel ships trying to approach the port at night.

There are still tens of thousands of troops in the city and a powerful fleet on the sea. No matter what, the civilians in the city of Osgilia still have some hope.

In the past few days after the new emperor was crowned, the rebels outside the city seemed to have become more and more urgent, as if they wanted to take advantage of this panic opportunity when the imperial power in the city changed, but they were driven back again and again by the defenders. At the most intense time, Adrick even stood on the wall to command.

The first thing the new emperor did after he was crowned was to have an emergency meeting with the Pope immediately.

Only a few important officials of the Empire knew that His Majesty Garcia once again made a request to the Pope, asking the Imperial Magic Academy to order the magicians to participate in the war and assist the Imperial Team to quell the rebellion!

However, this request was once again rejected by the Pope... The old emperor made similar requests when he was alive, but they did not receive the approval of the Pope.

These damn charlatans.

The church’s reasons are very simple: the church should not interfere in secular power disputes unless it is a matter of faith. If it is a jihad against the Odin pagans in the north, then the church will naturally have no choice but to do so. But now both sides of the war are "all God’s people" (the original words of the pope), so the church is not convenient to intervene.

This reason is undoubtedly awkward, because since the emperor is considered the spokesperson for the recognition of gods on earth, since the pope personally blesses and recognition when the emperor is crowned is to recognize the legitimacy of the emperor in religion, and since someone has challenged this legal imperial power, the church should stand up to safeguard the authority of imperial power.

"These charlatans are just waiting for a price."

It is said that after the meeting that day, His Majesty Garcia walked out of the church and his face looked very ugly: "For these old charlatans, whoever becomes emperor is always inseparable from them, hum... Maybe the guys Hughes have already made some promises with them."

To be honest, the empire's church has always been not closely related to the royal family, and the reason is simple. Throughout the history of the Byzantine Empire dynasty for thousands of years, it has been suppressing the church.

If you look back on history, you can find that before the establishment of the Byzantine Empire, the power of the church was still very large in the southern part of this continent. At that time, kingdoms of all sizes maintained respect for the church, and even the inheritance of the king's throne must be recognized by the church before they can take effect. Even in some weak kingdoms, the church also had a certain right to collect taxes! At that time, the church's headquarters even had a territory close to the size of a county today as a direct diocese of the Pope.

But after the Byzantine Empire unified the southern part of the continent, all this ended.

The founding emperor was very talented and wise. The first thing he did after the establishment of the empire was to establish the status of the divine power and the imperial power... suppressed the church's theocratic power to death! Although he still recognized the church as the only religion in the empire, the church no longer had its own diocese territory and no longer had its own right to collect taxes!

It can be said that the church no longer has any capital to interfere in secular rights. Instead, it was completely offered up and used as a spiritual decoration.

The church must not own its own land, own its own estate, or operate any industry - the church is the church, it is a sacred place to serve the gods.

These laws have completely strangled the possibility of the expansion of divine power from the root.

Now, the only one that the church can still take action is a leader of the Magic Union. But it seems that this leader does not seem to be very powerful.

Even with a more vicious speculation, maybe the one who most hopes that the Byzantine royal family will collapse will be the high-level charlatans who are guarding Hagia Sophia...

Philip was sitting on the horse, shaking. The horse under his crotch seemed very unbearable, and white foam spurted out from his mouth and nose. In this rugged mountain road, his running speed was getting slower and slower.

Philip barely opened his eyes, but his whole body was sore that he almost broke out. Especially, he was injured again a few days ago.

In the hotel in the Jiao Town, I met the girl who claimed to be Lord Charia, and then fought with the guy with long scissors.

Unfortunately, after the two girls ran away, Philip never caught up again... He took Dax's hard blow and was seriously injured, so he vomited blood on the spot and stopped.

Later, he even saw the coma. Fortunately, the hotel owner was grateful to Xia Ya and others for helping him drive away Miss Nene who robbed the bride, and took good care of Philip.

Philip was in a coma for a long time before he woke up, but he could no longer find Dax and others. He was angry and worried about what the girl who claimed to be the woman of Lord Chara was.

But then Philip didn't dare to delay here... After all, women are just women. Lord Chara gave him a more important thing that was not completed! Philip knew the importance of this matter. The reason he took action before was because he happened to meet it, so he naturally couldn't sit idly by. But now that he missed it, he still has more important things in his body, and there is no reason to delay the main business - even if he goes back, Lord Chara won't blame himself for this.

Philip had no time to recover from his injuries and immediately supported his injuries and continued his journey.

After leaving the town of Jiao, we walked south and left the border of Esriya within a few days. However, after going south and after leaving Esriya, even if we entered the Armenian Military Region, this is the territory of Hughes, one of the rebel leaders, and it is probably not so easy to walk on the way.

Philip could only try his best to avoid the main road and choose remote paths to walk. In order to seize the speed, he rushed around day and night. His body gradually became weak and his pain recurred, and he just gritted his teeth and persevered. Philip was very utilitarian in his heart. He knew very well whether he could establish his position in the small group under Xia Ya's command depends on whether his mission could be completed beautifully!

So, this guy tried his best, regardless of his injuries, forcibly rushed on his way, and was even so tired that he almost vomited blood.

That night, Philip was walking in a mountain road... This is already the territory of the Armenian Military Region, close to the southwest.

The Armenian Military Region produces iron ore, with the most mountains. This path is in the mountains, which is very remote and secret. Few people know that Philip found a hunter from a mountain inquiry at the cost of a gold coin.

This mountain road happened to pass by an abandoned iron mine area that had been mined and was able to penetrate this mountain. Speaking of which, it was closer than walking on the main road.

When he was on the road at night, Philip had not had time to eat. His dry food was exhausted. He just barely drank half full with a water bag. In order to avoid his body being weak, Philip even tied his legs to the saddle with a rope. The bumpy road kept pulling the wound on his body, causing Philip's face to turn white.

He was walking through a bend in front, and Philip was in a daze and suddenly heard a short whistle coming from his ears! He suddenly woke up in his heart and suddenly opened his eyes wide, but it was too late!

A net fell down from the head, covering him inside, and then the horse under his crotch suddenly fell forward, and it turned out that the horse's hooves were tripped by a rope that was crossed to the ground!

Philip was originally weak, and because his legs were tied to the saddle and could not dodge, he fell to the ground and fell dizzy. He hurriedly pulled out his short sword to severely cut the rope on the saddle. However, several figures had already rushed out from both sides, and seven or eight hands pressed him firmly, and then the cold blade was added to Philip's neck!

Thieves?

Philip's heart moved, but then he looked at a figure holding a sword and stabbed it hard into his heart! Philip sighed in his heart, only to regret that he was dead here, but his body was pressed down and he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a cold voice: "Wait a minute!"
Chapter completed!