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"The hereditary Count of Holy Britania, Chen Lobulo, meets with him..."

Reading by the guards, Feng Yuchen stepped into the palace step by step in his knight outfit. His neither humble nor arrogant posture made the ministers in the two rows nodded.

"My minister, Chen Luobulo see His Majesty the Great Holy Emperor Britannia..."

Feng Yuchen put his right hand on his chest, knelt on the ground with one knee, and said in an extremely loud voice.

"Well, no gift, I am going to hand over the territory of West Africa and South Africa to you for expedition. Cornelia should have communicated with you. If you have any requirements, let me tell you..."

Charles' majestic voice suddenly sounded, and a huge imperial power overflowed from his body.

Feng Yuchen was not afraid, and a huge pressure also overflowed from his body. He slowly stood up and said, "Yes, there is a request..."

"What are the requirements..." Charles said appreciatively. The cowardly guy didn't have the capital to stand in front of him.

"I am willing to be the King of Conquer. I wonder if Your Majesty can agree?" Feng Yuchen said with a smile.

"!!!"

Suddenly, everyone in the palace was shocked. The word "Wang" is not an ordinary thing. Is this Chen*Robulo desperate?

"Ka...da...da..."

Suddenly, soldiers appeared from all over the surroundings with weapons. They believed that Feng Yuchen was in the chaos above.

"Well...get off..."

Charles waved his hand to repel the soldiers, and then said in a strangely majestic and domineering voice: "Chen Loblo, you need to have a perfect explanation. Otherwise..."

Feng Yuchen raised his head and said with a smile: "If you are weak, you will be dominated. But I don't know the limit of your strength, so I have to be the king of conquest and take down the remaining two-thirds of the territory of the entire world for Your Majesty. I wonder what Your Majesty wants?

I think that the emperor is above the king, the emperor holds the world, and the king conquers the world. If His Majesty thinks he cannot control me, it means that Your Majesty is not the object of loyalty to me...

Those who can hold the sword of the empire are emperors. Is it possible that I am willing to be the sword in His Majesty's hand?"

“…”

Feng Yuchen still looked at Charles with neither humility nor arrogantness. As long as he grasped a person's mentality, it would be very easy to deal with. Since Charles, who advocated strength and dominance, he would definitely not be afraid of his subordinates' strength, but would be excited, and had strong confidence to control every powerful hand in his hands.

In Charles' eyes, he regarded himself as the master of the world. One by one, powerful figures nodded on his chessboard, no matter how powerful a person was, they were his chess pieces, yes, chess pieces.

"Ha ha……"

Charles laughed suddenly: "That is the one who can hold the sword of the empire is the emperor. If you say it well, then I hope you can become the sword in my hand. If you can win the entire eu this year, then the coalition will entrust you to the 'Conquer King', how about it?"

"I obey the order..."

Feng Yuchen pulled out Durandal from his waist and cut a blood mark on his palm. He said in an extremely loud voice: "With blood as an oath, I can't take over the entire Africa and eu, Chen, Chen* Roblott is here to see you!!"

“!!!”

The loud voice was filled with a great shock, and all the ministers present were suddenly shocked by Feng Yuchen's will, and a murderous aura like hell rushed over.

……………………

After leaving the palace, Feng Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief and succeeded. The more he was so ostentatious, it means that he would not betray him, and the more he would gain the trust of Charles. After all, in Charles' imagination, a person with such powerful power would never betray him. After all, he believed that only he could shock Feng Yuchen.

This has established a foundation, Hum, the Conquest King, interesting...

Feng Yuchen smiled and stepped out of the palace step by step. Whether it was the ministers or soldiers on both sides, they looked down at him, and those who dared to confront the emperor and could walk out of the palace with a smile. Chen* Roblo's name had already shocked the entire Britannian Empire Group.

But Feng Yuchen's actions obviously did not look so smooth.

After coming to the newly established military camp, Feng Yuchen discovered a unique atmosphere of the new recruits, a very high-profile and unruly personality. These children from most noble blood obviously have an arrogant mentality. They sneaked into Feng Yuchen's army, just to gain some military merits and then promote themselves.

So in order to get a good team, Feng Yuchen had to do some tricks.

"Go and ask everyone to gather..." Feng Yuchen said to the soldiers on the side.

“yes, my-lord!”

The soldier immediately said loudly, then ran into the military tents and called everyone out.

Feng Yuchen stood on the parade and looked at the soldiers in his eyes. There were nearly two thousand people, and there were quite a few. In addition to ordinary soldiers, the kmf pilot had more than 500 people, which could be considered a combat force. After all, in the era of investing in the kmf mecha, the main combat power was the number of kmf pilots. The emperor had already given face to the 500 kmf pilots, and there should be additional personnel in the future.

"Count to ten, if I haven't stood in the line, then I will cut off his head!"

Feng Yuchen pulled out the Durandal sword from his waist and said, his tone full of coldness.

The soldiers suddenly sweated on their foreheads. The terrifying murderous aura made everyone present frightened. They lowered their heads one by one, and did not dare to look at Feng Yuchen's eyes.

"one two three……"

"ninety……"

As words came out from Feng Yuchen's lips coldly, basically all the soldiers had already stood in the team, and the murderous aura of substance told everyone that this was no joke.

But there were still two people late. One was a little fat soldier who didn't even wear military uniforms and wore a white dress unique to the nobles, and the other was a soldier who was constantly fiddling with his hair, with a proud look on his face.

"It is the second son of Count Jobner and the third son of Marquis Justin..."

"What should I do?"

"Isn't you really going to kill them?"

"Who knows that General Roblo is known as General Death..."

“…”

Suddenly, soldiers whispered.

Just as everyone was talking, Feng Yuchen carried Durandal in his hand and walked towards the two guys who were late. With the sound of his footsteps, everyone's hearts began to be beating with each other, as if they were holding their hearts.
Chapter completed!