Since His Majesty Cohen entered the palace, he has advocated the construction of nearly 30 new buildings. It can be said that there have been changes everywhere in the palace. Normally, His Majesty the Emperor and other members of the royal family discuss state affairs in these buildings, so everything in these buildings is top secret in the empire.

The construction was handled by the dwarves and vampires, and the defense was handled by the elves and the royal guards. Not to mention ordinary court officials, even ordinary court officials did not know the exact location of these buildings.

No matter in terms of scale or splendor, among the more than 30 buildings, the martial arts performance hall used by His Majesty the Emperor is definitely ranked among the top five. His Majesty the Emperor likes this place very much, and has been staying there all day recently.

Martial arts are practiced here, and even government affairs are taken to the martial arts hall by the secretary. Although His Majesty himself has not forgotten to go to court, some ministers are already expressing concerns... The one who caused the most serious troubles is undoubtedly the weird tempered one.

President of the Royal Academy.

Early this morning, the dean went to the harem to find Prince Weisu. For a dean with such a strong will, this is not a difficult task. He is not only the dean of the Royal Academy, but also the head of the academic department.

The chief minister and the first military discipline supervisor. In addition, he also has something that is the envy of countless people - the trust and respect of all members of the royal family.

"Please sit down, you haven't had breakfast yet! Let's eat together." Prince Visu smiled and invited Steve Lorenzo to sit in the garden pavilion, while asking his wife to prepare breakfast: "The emperor has not delayed political affairs, so we don't have to

I care so much."

"Your Highness, it's not that I am stubborn. You also know that many emperors in history started out like this." Saying these words that were almost "treasonous", the dean shook his head: "Your Majesty himself has never liked political affairs.

, I worry that he will be too obsessed with this. It would be fine if it were someone else, but His Majesty is the one who was born to be the emperor, the mainstay of the empire!"

"Cohen's character is different from others. When he is an emperor, he will not follow the rules. What others need a day to consider, he only needs half an hour; at the same time, he does not want to vent his pressure on abnormal things...

..." The prince laughed: "We should feel lucky to have an emperor who is trying his best to stay sane."

"In that case..." The dean hesitated before saying, "Your Majesty will have a very hard time."

"I don't know how hard it is, but this is the emperor's own choice. He firmly believes that a normal person can solve everything by himself without having to rely on other means." The prince lowered his voice: "You know? Although you once ordered

He is embarrassed, but in his eyes, Mr. Dean, you are an elder, not a minister."

"Does the prince mean that we remain silent?"

"Just let the children live the life they want." The prince replied with a smile. He looked up and saw a figure in the distance: "Look, the emperor's life is not easy. Our chief liaison officer ran away early in the morning.

Went to find him."

After checking the voucher at the gate, Major General Mafa entered the martial arts performance hall surrounded by greenery, passed the tightly guarded magic barrier, and then passed through a long corridor before arriving at the door of the inner hall. As soon as he opened the door a crack, a strong force

The air flow rushed towards his face, making Major General Mafa's clothes ring.

Major General Mafa looked back and closed the door. His eyes were attracted by the fierce fighting in the hall. In the huge circular training ground, two figures, one white and one black, were flying around the field at an extremely fast speed. The swords in their hands were already

It turned into two dazzling light strips, and the sharp sound of metal hitting each other continued to be heard, tearing the eardrums of onlookers on the sidelines.

The clerk next to the door was sitting on the bleacher chair with a stack of official documents on his knees. Although his hands were firmly pressed against his ears, his eyes were following the figures flying in the field. Major General Mafa walked over and gently

Sit down next to the clerk.

The white figure folded in the air and slowed down. A black figure in black clothes followed him like a shadow. Just as his toes touched the ground, the long knife in his hand was already whizzing across. The blade cut straight into the chest of the man in white, sharply breaking

The empty sound trembled and spread in the air, shocking the onlookers.

With a "dang" sound, the man in white held up this extremely sharp sword. When the swords collided, the wrists of both the attacker and defender did not move at all, but the strong airflow stirred up made the clothes of the two people "squeak".

"Damn!" Cohen in black spit on the ground: "Compared to last time, we have only progressed one finger's distance."

"It stands to reason that a demon noble would not say such vulgar words." The crow in white said, "You are done attacking, take my place."

"How about I attack again and see?" Cohen smiled, wanting to cheat again.

Crow had no expression on his face. He sheathed his sword, turned around, and took a step forward. Then when Cohen was unprepared, he made a beautiful spin and stabbed straight. The long sword without making any sound completed the rotation in the air and went straight to His Majesty Cohen's chest!

"Sneak attack!" His Majesty Cohen turned the handle of the sword, letting the point of the stabbing sword hit the blade, and then slipped out of the blood groove, bringing out a string of flying sparks. His Majesty didn't have time to close the sword, and kicked out with his lower leg.

Take the crow's crotch.

"I've said it several times, don't use such a utilitarian method, the style is too obvious." Crow raised his leg to block it, and then said "swish, swish, swish" back to Cohen: "Look clearly, nobles usually kick people like this.

.”

"Aristocratic kicking skills? Not very good." Cohen didn't move, dodged on the spot, held a long knife in his hand, and fought with the crow for a few times. In a burst of swords and sword shadows that dazzled others, the two of them suddenly

separate.

"The demon nobles would rather die than duck their heads to avoid punches and kicks." Standing on the smooth floor where the light could be seen, Crow put the long sword behind him and commented on Cohen's series of attacks just now: "But this just now

The timing of the sword strikes is good, and the whole person's temperament is also very good - he already has the standard style of a demon noble."

"Really?" The tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and Cohen looked disdainful: "Among so many demon nobles, are there not a few with personality? Even if it is just to dress up, I don't want to put an ordinary shell on it.

On myself.”

"This is difficult. Your identity has already been determined. You must learn according to what is provided in the information." Crow replied: "It seems that it is not easy to completely conceal your personality. You can consider changing your identity."

"No, I like this identity. In the Demon Alliance, there are not many aristocratic young people who have reason to wander around. Besides, this guy was kicked out by his family, and everyone in his family died in the war." Cohen chuckled:

"Especially his habit of teasing young ladies. It was tailor-made for me. I can carry this forward."

"How do you explain your behavior once you meet other nobles? Revealing your flaws will affect your plans."

"It's very simple. As long as any person leaves his original life circle and his personality is not restrained, he will naturally change. I think this is not surprising." Cohen thought for a while: "Of course, I also want to change my personality.

I just need to restrain my personality and not let them think about who I am...but this will be more difficult, right?"

"Your temperament has changed during this period. If you always remember what you are doing and stay vigilant, it will not be difficult to deceive others." Crow nodded: "But be careful to show off your personality and don't let others have an impression of you.

Disgusted."

"Oh? In this way, my recent practice has been very effective." Cohen put away the knife and took the towel from Bai Ying: "The practice is completed, and I am already looking forward to this trip... But it depends on you

From my perspective, if we both try our best and leave no room for error, who will win and who will lose?"

"If we all attack with all our strength, it's not a matter of who wins and who loses." Crow Crow didn't even think about it and answered casually: "Judging from the current state, you can't block my first blow, and I can't guard against yours."

The backlash will kill everyone."

"Am I that powerful?" Cohen was surprised by the answer: "Then am I even more powerful than Bai Ying?"

"Let's see how we compare. You two have strengths and weaknesses. At least you are stranger than Bai Ying." Crow stretched out his hand and grabbed the weapon rack a dozen steps away. A long sheathed sword on the rack flicked out.

Get up and fly straight into the crow's hand: "Feel your new knife."

The long knife made a circle in Crow's hand, and when it stopped, the handle of the knife was facing Cohen. This series of movements was so beautiful that everyone, including Cohen, was surprised. Crow's movements were easy and natural, and there was no trace of anything.

The difficult part. But this skill is not like martial arts, let alone magic. Cohen guesses that even if you look at the entire continent, no other person can do it.

"This hand is more handsome. Let me tell you the secret." Cohen held the handle of the knife and said with a smile: "I can trade it with you."

"Unfortunately, this is something you are born with." Crow replied calmly: "It's just like your mind, others can't learn it."

"This knife is lighter, longer, and narrower than the original knife." Cohen nodded, no longer entangled in this issue, and casually pulled out the knife: "Ha, there are gems... Mafa, you have something to do with me.

?”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Major General Mafa ran to the scene in a few steps: "Our plan is progressing smoothly. Although they will not be exposed to the 'Storm' until tomorrow, lurkers from various countries and even demonic countries have been exposed one after another. We are completely

The expected goal was achieved.”

"Don't be anxious, take your time, let them have some peace of mind first." His Majesty Cohen moved his steps slowly, swung the long knife in his hand, and danced a set of strange combinations: "There is nothing else to do today, right?"

"Yes." Bai Ying said: "Your Majesty, Princess Berni Ebbinghaus is leaving for the Liva Empire today, and you want to see her off."

"Oh! I almost forgot." Cohen sheathed the knife and threw it away. The long knife flipped over and landed on the knife holder. The position was exactly the same as before the crow moved it: "It's probably after breakfast now. We need to hurry up.

point."

"Your Majesty." Seeing Cohen walking by, the clerk hurriedly held up the documents with both hands: "What should I do with these documents..."

"Stop talking nonsense, wait until I come back." His Majesty Cohen, with Bai Ying, had already passed the hall door.

Because of the special relationship with His Majesty the Emperor, the team escorting the little princess of the Liva Empire was very large. There were 20,000 security troops arranged along the way alone, and 3,000 elite guards were responsible for escorting the entire journey. They were thirty outside the Holy Capital.

The army is stationed inside and waiting, and what His Majesty the Emperor wants to deliver is this thirty-mile journey.

All the accompanying luggage and honors were transported to the military station early. When His Majesty Cohen changed clothes and rushed to the front palace, Princess Berni, dressed in a men's knight's uniform and holding a riding whip, was surrounded by a group of female soldiers in military uniforms and said goodbye to the princesses. She said goodbye to the princesses.

Wearing a knight's hat on her head, her previously full hair was tied into a ponytail today. Although she had no makeup, she looked particularly graceful. Seeing the emperor approaching, the naughty Princess Berni put her heels together and said, "Okay."

A formal knighthood.

"Yo? Whose handsome young man is this?" Cohen stood in front of Princess Berni and joked: "Tell me honestly, are you dressing up in such a lethal way today, are you deliberately trying to abduct our beautiful Sibia?

Girls?"

"With this idea, I wanted to lure the four princesses back home with me." Princess Berni raised her head slightly, showing a proud expression on her face: "What a pity! I came late. It seems that they all have their hearts set on something."

"I am honored to know that my charm is higher than your Excellency." Cohen turned around with a smile and said to the four princesses: "We will set off now, I will be back for dinner."

"Be careful on the road, don't rush." ​​Princess Feilin took Princess Berni's hand and whispered softly: "Remember the date we made an appointment, and you must come."

"Thank you sisters, I will not forget it. I have a very happy life here." Princess Berni nodded: "When I return to China and reject those annoying suitors, I will ask my father to come to Sibia.

live."

Several ladies said goodbye, but Cohen, who was smiling, was still sad about what the princess said to the suitors. Although everyone pretended not to care, everyone knew that Princess Berni could no longer pretend to be someone else in her heart.

... Smiling bitterly to himself, Cohen decided at this moment to speed up his pace of becoming a madman. After all, some things wait for no one.

If the emperors of various empires were present at this time, and they could predict that what would happen in advance was related to Princess Berni's words, they would probably use all means to beg Princess Berni to take back her words! Even if they kneel down, it doesn't matter.

.

After leaving the city, Princess Berni, who said nothing, rode her horse forward and led the long team in a gallop. Cohen, who was following her horse, knew that she was depressed and did not say anything to stop her, allowing her to use her speed to let her mind wander.
To be continued...