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233, Barron's Prisoner

233, Prisoner of Barron

Faust sighed and said, "It's a pity that this world is like this. Maybe on the day when the end of the world will be, there will be gods who will judge the world."

Semir said slightly moved: "That is the world of Sinach. Sinach has ushered in his doomsday. Master National Master, do you want to say that there is a Sinach in the hearts of the world? Don't forget that we are discussing the national policy of Assyria, not the doomsday of the world."

Faust bowed and apologized: "Your Majesty, forgive me for going too far, and go back to the discussion just now. We should first maintain the stability of the Assyrian Empire, and it cannot collapse. The Assyrian Empire seems to be strong at present, but once it collapses, its fate is worrying, and the fate of being slaughtered may fall on the heads of the Assyrian conquerors.

The land that has been occupied must not be returned. First of all, we must consolidate our rule in the occupied areas. At present, we are powerless to expand. Even if we cannot defend this place one day, we must retreat, and we cannot return them to Barron. We can encourage people to divide and govern and provoke civil strife and conflict, and let the other party fall into chaos forever."

Semir frowned slightly: "You are guessing the future, and I'm asking about the present."

Faust whispered: "But what I am worried about is the future. Do you think the Assyrian army can still maintain the combat effectiveness and will of Sinach when he was alive in the near future?"

Semir also sighed and replied, "Of course not!"

Sinah has been preparing for more than ten years. The people of the Assyrian Empire tightened their belts and trained such a powerful army. What is the purpose? It is to conquer! What is the purpose of conquest? The Assyrian warriors have become emerging nobles, plundered a large amount of wealth, owned large tracts of land and groups of slaves, and their habit of extravagance and luxury is spreading. Even if they are still brave warriors now, what will be waiting for their next generation in a few years? Apart from cruelty, what is there that is meaningful to the world?

After sighing, Semir said again: "Whether the end of the world or the tomorrow of Assyrian, Master National Master, today we are talking about today's national policy."

Faust pondered: "To digest and assimilate the occupied city-states as soon as possible, the focus is to consolidate the benefits that have been obtained so that all forces can gain something. He did not completely adopt the national policy I once formulated for Emperor Sinach, and now it does not need to be updated. If Prime Minister Alpha also supports it, then there is only one thing left."

Semir asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

Faust: "Let His Majesty Sinach choose the most suitable time to die, and you become the Assyrian Queen, and if you want to save the fate of this empire, you must take control of it yourself."

Semir had a hint of doubt: "I am just a warrior and another woman, how can I become the Assyrian Emperor?"

Faust raised his head and looked directly at Semir with a warm look, "I will support you with all my strength. In my mind, you have always been my queen!"

Semir avoided his eyes and waved his hand and said, "Sir, National Master, I know what you mean. It's getting late, and you should be tired, please leave and rest."

Faust wanted to speak but stopped and had to take a break. When he walked to the door, Semir suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"

Faust quickly turned around and looked at Semir and said, "My queen, what else can I do for you?"

Semir looked at him with a questioning look and asked slowly: "You are the most knowledgeable person in this empire. As far as you know, is there any possible way to cure Sinach in the world? Tell me truthfully, please do not hide it!"

Faust sighed and replied, "Your Majesty, as far as I know, there is indeed a magical technique that may be able to heal Sinach's injuries, which is the blessing of Isis performed by the guardian saint of the Temple of Ejuisi. In addition, no magical technique in the world can do!"

Semir was stunned for a moment and said, "That said means not saying it."

Faust said again: "This may really be the will of the gods. Regarding this matter, has the gods descended the oracle?"

Semir asked meaningfully: "Which deity is the National Master talking about?"

Faust bowed his head and replied, "Enriel."

Semir said without comment: "The announcement I issued was to follow the instructions of the Enriel Oracle. At least on the surface, none of us violated Enriel's oracle, right?"

Faust: "According to Enriel's oracle, the Empire's announcement only mentioned an Amon god, who asked him to bear all this. This clearly means that the Assyrian Empire will continue to fight against Salem City. If you ascend to the throne but do not retaliate against Salem City, I am afraid that some people in the country will be dissatisfied."

Semir asked again: "Sir, what do you think about this matter?"

Faust stood at the door and stepped forward and replied: "This matter is in a dilemma. You are now in power, and transferring the main force of the Emperor's team to the city-state of Rees to monitor it at any time is the best choice. If you send a large army back to the Assyrian Empire and cross the plateau expedition, you may be out of control and will inevitably cause changes. But if you do not avenge Emperor Sinach, you will not be able to calm the voices of doubt and opposition, nor will you gain support from all sides. There is a danger of division within the empire."

Semir waved his hand and said, "I know what to do, you go and have a rest."

Faust thought Semir would say more or something else, but he didn't expect to ask two simple questions, but he still asked him to retreat. He never had the chance to say what he wanted to say the most. He had given Semir enough hints to express his feelings for her, and tried his best to let Semir understand his meaning to her now, but Semir did not respond.

When Faust walked out of the inner temple, he couldn't help but think in his heart, do you need to say it more clearly? But if you do that, it would not be a expression of love, but instead became a threat, and his heart was full of entanglement.

...

Next to the Barron River, there is a towering towering tower into the sky, which people call Barron Tower of Heaven, and it is officially called "Gate of Gods" in the kingdom.

This tower has a history of hundreds of years. After careful construction by the Kingdom of Baron in history, it is a wonder on the Tianshu Continent. The tower is a huge multi-story platform with nine floors, each floor is more than thirty feet high, and there are spiral steps along the outer tower body to reach the top of the tower.

In front of the entrance to the tower is the Temple of Malduk. On the ninth floor of this tower, there is no temple for statues of gods, or the palace for the god of heaven, Malduk, on earth. No one will stand his statue in his "home" for him to worship, because he himself is the god.

According to legend, the top of the tower is the gate leading to the Kingdom of God. Kings of Barron built a residence on earth for the gods they believed in. People served the gods like emperors according to the ideals of secular life, and selected young and beautiful women from the kingdom to live here to accompany Marduk. Only the king and the high priest of the kingdom are qualified to enter and exit the top of the tower at will, symbolizing listening to the teachings of the gods in person, but even they cannot enter the bedroom of the great god Maduk.

The eighth floor below this tower must be allowed to enter with the permission of the Kingdom Main Temple. Usually only high priests are qualified to climb the tower. But today a very special guest came. Accompanied by Prince Fengniao, he passed through the Temple of Marduk to the tower and asked the guards to retreat to the side. When the prince came, he took two steps back and followed the man.

If this person wants to climb to the top of the tower, even Prince Feng Nuo's intention is contrary to the kingdom laws. I am afraid that the priests who guard the eighth floor below will not be willing to let go. However, Prince Feng Nuo did not order the priests to let go, but only asked the guardians to retreat and sent the person to the foot of the tower.

This man stepped into the void and appeared on the top of the tower the next moment. Amon, the tower of the sky, came up in one step. It is hard to imagine that the craftsmen on earth would create such a miracle. This tower was built by chiseling a whole stone mountain into a cone shape, flattening the top, and climbing to the top of the tower, facing him was a magnificent palace. Outside the palace, there were guards guarding the gate and palace maids serving in the palace.

Amon did not enter the door or greet anyone. He stepped onto the top of the tower and then took the second step forward and disappeared.

...

Wendy Heriya wore a light embroidered dress, her delicate body looming, and walked into the bedroom of Malduk. Now it was the afternoon time for the god of Malduk to take a nap, and she was going to serve the gods to take a nap. Although she had been here for three years, Wendy had never seen the legendary great god, but she could not slacken at all in everyday ritual.

She walked into the luxurious bedroom, first knelt towards the big bed, knelt on the ground and untied the embroidered clothes of the shawl, leaving only the tassel pendant between her chest and lower abdomen, and then got up and lay on the left side of the big bed. She had to do the same thing every afternoon, and washed her body with warm water with spices to serve the gods who did not exist at all.

This may be a legendary sacred ceremony for the subjects of the Barron Kingdom, but Wendy's heart was already numb, and he was just repeating mechanical movements every day.

After she lay down, she was not tired. Every day, she had nothing to do except eat, pray, bathe, change clothes, and sleep, and could not leave the top of the tower. She was chosen from the people, a woman who served the God of Marduk, lived in the gates of the gods leading to the kingdom of God, and could no longer walk down the tower of heaven.

Her mood when she first climbed the tower three years ago has now been forgotten, as if it had happened hundreds of years ago. Looking back now, there is no happiness and excitement, but more just anxiety and fear. But three years have passed, she feels like a body, beautiful and sexy but soulless.

Now that fear has disappeared, she doesn't even care whether she is dead or alive, lying on the soft big bed and muttering to herself: "Malduke, everyone calls you a great god, but where are you? I have never seen you, and they have never seen you until their death when they came here before me.

It is said that the Saint Barron will always remain youthful and beautiful. Yes, I have to accept the priest's blessing technique every day to protect my delicate face. But people do not know that the Saint Barron of all generations will almost die before their youth has passed away because I have no love here.

People call me Saint Barron, but they don’t know that I am actually a prisoner of Barron, a prisoner who is forever imprisoned in this palace and cannot get out of the gate of the palace on the top of the tower. Marduk, if you are really a god, you should be able to hear my voice, please release your prisoner. If you don’t want to, even if you end my meaningless life.”

"Are you the legendary Saint Baron? It's really beautiful!" A man's voice suddenly sounded in the bedroom.

Wendy jumped up from the bed with a scream, and her nipples drew elastic arcs under the tassels on her chest, staring at the person who suddenly appeared in a daze. He was a young man with clear facial features, a firm look at the corners of his mouth but a soft look, a strong figure and a handsome face. He was wearing a light white burlap robe, and his body was spotless.

The gate of the bedroom was always closed, and he appeared in front of the bed out of thin air. There was absolutely no man in this bedroom, even the king and the kingdom high priests were not allowed! Those who took care of Wendy's daily life were all palace maids in the Gate of Gods. The palace maids were rotated every year, unlike Wendy who wanted to stay here forever, she envied those palace maids.

As the Saint Barron in the Gate of the Gods, he is a woman serving the Gods. Of course, he should not be disrespectful to the gods. But Wendy no longer cares. All this is just meaninglessly exhausting his life. Today, he finally said what he said in his heart, and then he heard the voice of a man and saw him appear in front of the bed!

Wendy's moment of horror was hard to describe. After she reacted, she jumped out of the bed without even thinking about it. She crawled on the ground and kissed the carpet in front of Amon's feet, and said in a trembling voice: "The great god Marduk, you finally appeared!... Please forgive Wendy's disrespect, but that is indeed my heart.... If you want to punish me or even end my life, Wendy will not complain!"

The visitor was not Malduk, but Amon, who visited the Gate of the Gods.

Amon looked at her, for some reason, with a complicated expression in his eyes, containing gentle regret and even painful memories. He waved his hand, and an invisible force helped Wendy up out of thin air, and said as gentle as possible: "You haven't answered my question yet. Are you the Saint Barron?"

Wendy trembled and replied, "Yes, my name is Wendy, the woman who serves you here. Saint Barron was once someone else, and now I am."

What touched Amon's heartstring was the title of "Saint Maiden", but the so-called "Saint Maiden" in front of him was completely different from the "Saint Maiden of Isis" in the Eju Empire back then. Isis's guardian of the Saint Maiden was the chief high priest of the Lower Eju who held the divine power, and Wendy was just a poor prisoner on the Barent Tower.

But when Amon heard the title of Saint, he couldn't help but think of Maria. He had just heard Wendy's voice and knew what kind of torment this beautiful girl was endured in her heart, so that she could say such disrespectful words to the gods. He also remembered Maria back then, who also lived in that invisible cage of fate, and he could not even touch her.

A wish arose inexplicably in the heart of this god. He wanted to save this poor girl and let her realize her wish, just to remember the eternal Mary in his heart.

Thinking of this, Amon did not say his identity and pointed out anything. Wendy recognized the wrong person. He was not Marduk, but there was nothing wrong with him. He was indeed a god. Amon sat down on the spacious and comfortable chair in the bedroom and said in a mysterious and peaceful tone: "Wendy, the god heard your heart and appeared in front of you. Please tell me that what you said just now is your wish? Have you ever thought about what will you face when you walk down this Barenta?"

Wendy raised her beautiful face and replied timidly: "Please forgive me. I can't believe that the gods really appear in front of me. I don't know what to say? Your appearance is completely different from what I imagined!"

Amon smiled, secretly used the magic trick to calm Wendy's overwhelmed mood, and sat there and replied, "You don't have to care about what I look like. Different gods may appear in different faces. In front of the gods, you just need to speak your prayer."

Wendy gradually calmed down, as if he had gathered his courage to bow his head and replied, "You have heard my prayer. As for what it looks like under the Barent Tower, I am not unaware of it, because I grew up there and came from there. If you think my thoughts are betrayal of the gods, I would rather accept punishment, because I really think so."

Amon asked again: "Where are you from the Kingdom of Barron?"

Wendy replied: "I grew up in the city-state of Rees."

Amon felt a little cold in his heart, and he had to say, "Don't you know that the city-state of Rees, your hometown is no longer there? The Assyrian Empire captured there and carried out a brutal massacre."

Wendy finally couldn't help but shake her shoulders and began to sob: "Of course I knew that I could hear clearly in the prayer of the high priest to the top of the tower to the gods. I thought that my soul was numb after coming to the gate of the gods, and then I realized that I would still cry. I prayed to the gods over and over again, but did not save my hometown. It was from then on that time that I had just heard the voice. God, since you can't save the city-state of Rees, why did you imprison me here again?"

Amon was sighing, and the sigh seemed desolate and helpless. He shook his head and said, "It was not me who destroyed the city-state of Rees, it was the army of the empire on earth, nor did I imprison you here, it was the priests of the Kingdom of Barron... I can help you realize your wish, but tell me, beautiful girl, what can you do after you leave here?"

Wendy replied: "My father is a gardener and the best gardener in Rees. I can cultivate all kinds of flowers and trees, know how to trim them to make them grow stronger, and I can also process flowers into various aromatic ornaments. I can also cultivate seeds of various plants, I can embroider, cut clothes, and…"

Amon waved his hand and said, "Enough is enough, these are enough. I will help you get out of here and go to a place where you need you to do gardening. But I also want to ask you a question, please look at your heart and answer me."
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