After a heavy rain, the sun became bright and spread all over the streets and alleys of the city.

The sudden tide of corpses attacked the Northern Continent with unimaginable destructive power. Although it did not cause comprehensive coverage, it finally made the nobles who were accustomed to being arrogant and felt scared. In the three cities, millions of residents of the Northern Continent died and turned into corpses and ghosts. In addition to the manors destroyed on the land, many noble industries were directly destroyed in this disaster.

Fortunately, the emperor's youngest son, Batuo Anqi, led a hundred thousand imperial army to block it, and stopped the tide of corpses that rushed to the imperial capital. It was even rumored that the prince and the Black Scale General, who had the highest martial arts skills in the mainland, repelled the operator behind the disaster.

Today, when hearing the triumphant army returning to the city, almost all the nobles of the Imperial Capital, including residents who came here to escape disaster, came to the streets early, or stood in tavern buildings with their toes on their roofs.

The sky was bright and it made people feel comfortable. Yituni sat in a building near the city gate, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of a musician playing beside him. In the plucking strings, he frowned slightly, but he kept listening to the movement outside.

Then, I couldn't help but open my eyes and stood up, walked to the guardrail of the building, and glanced over the crowded crowds in the street below.

"......I didn't expect that you would actually kill the ghoul and thought you would die there."

Ituni's mind was originally planning to use this corpse ghost to incite Batu to quell the corpse tide, and it would be best to die there. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Batuo directly petitioned to join the war, which made Ituni even more distressed. He actually won like this and asked the other party to come back with a full of glory.

When his eyes passed through the crowd below, when he moved away, a figure wearing a cloak attracted his attention in the gap between the crowd. A black bird stood on the other party's shoulder, turning his little head around, and even in the swinging cloak, an extremely short figure poked out a small green head from time to time, rubbed past people, reached out and took some other people's ornaments and put them into the bag between his crotch.

At this time, I wonder who was in front of me shouted: "His Highness Batu and General Heilin have entered the city!"

The crowds standing on the street suddenly surged, and many people even raised their toes and stretched their necks to look forward, mixed with the cloak figure in the middle, and they were tall and did not need to make any moves. They simply turned their heads, face covered by the hood, and one-eyed, with a playful look. They looked at the two-headed Sphinx flag that first entered the city gate.

Ituni on the building also turned his eyes away from that figure and looked at the city gate.

At this time, on the long street with delicate stones, the crowd became restless. More than a dozen young and beautiful women standing on the city tower were wearing holy white robes. The moment the king's flag entered the city, they held the petals in the flower basket and poured them out of the walls.

The pink and white petals reflect the brilliant sunshine, and they are falling with the royal flag entering the city.

The neat footsteps spread with the king's flag. The head was the third prince Batuo, who was wearing a smooth armor and a white cloak, with a sword on his waist and a long stick on the other side. In the huge cheers, he raised his chin slightly and enjoyed the warm welcome from his subjects with a smile.

When I saw my second brother in a building, my smile became brighter, and there was a meaning of "I won, the throne will be mine."

"snort……"

Yituni threw the exquisite golden cup in his hand to the ground and turned around and left with his followers.

In the crowd, the figure wearing a cloak also saw the grand scene of the army entering the city for a while, and then walked through the crowd. After all, there was something else to do.

Soon, the army entering the city received the heat of the subjects and was dismissed back to the camp. Batuo stopped in front of the palace with a pale black scale, walked into the palace together, and accepted the emperor's reward.

The fluctuations caused by the disaster of the corpse ghosts are the tension and fear that the upper country has never experienced in many years. Although it has not been completely calmed down, Batu's triumph has surprised many people and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the brightly lit palace, a celebration banquet was set up, with bright and colorful magic lamps illuminating a high-level noble and official at the banquet, wearing a sexy female companion, having a pleasant conversation with people of equal status, or maintaining etiquette and accepting a slightly lower aristocrats to get along.

The door of the palace was opened, and the protagonist of the banquet, Batuo, brought several knights in. In the voice of congratulations from the noble officials around him, he went straight to the imperial stairs, clenched his fist with one hand and pressed it on his chest, bowed to pay homage to his father on the throne above.

"Father, your son has not disappointed you, and all the subjects of this country."

With a slightly bent body, he glanced at the second brother Yituni who had returned, and then stood up in the emperor's voice that the emperor "stand up." and smiled at the second brother, "How is it?"

Yituni smiled with a smile: "Of course my brother did not disappoint everyone."

"But there is one thing about the elder brother..." Batuo did not entangle with him, but turned to the old man on the throne, and asked someone to bring a wooden box and bowed down again: "Father, on the battlefield, Batuo has received bad news, and he has already..."

The knight who came over opened the wooden box and revealed the head that was already shriveled inside, but the outline of the whole face still allowed familiar people to see who it was.

Above the imperial stairs, the emperor sitting in the throne, had a dim gaze. He had some expectations of death for his son's disappearance. At this moment, his emotions fluctuated a little and quickly suppressed it.

The veins on the back of the old hand swelled, then raised them and waved them to the knight below: "Take it down, today he is not the protagonist, but my youngest son."

His tone paused, Karutudas closed his eyes, his previous expression flashed, and a smile appeared on his face: "Although the invasion of the ghouls has dispersed, they are still left in our homeland and need to be cleaned up. The slave riots in the south also require your brothers to work together, don't be arrogant."

The use of praise and warning made Batu frown, but he still responded: "Don't worry, father, as your son, I will never embarrass you. I will clear the remaining ghouls from this land as soon as possible!"

"You are so filial." Yituni said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Batuo also replied: "You can do it too, as long as you dare to pick up the sword and walk out of the city gate."

The two brothers looked neither good-looking, but they continued the banquet. After a while, Karutudas on the throne was a little tired, so they left first and went to the apse. As they walked, they gradually became more trembling.

Before, the suppressed emotions finally appeared on the old body after leaving the ministers, walked out of the warm palace, and the coolness of the night pounced on him. The servants and several close servants following him advised him to go back and rest, but the old man waved his hand and refused.

His tall body was slightly hunched at this time, sitting on the stone bench in the garden, listening to the sound of insects coming from the grass around him.

"They never cared about the death of their brother, they only stared at the throne under my butt, and the ministers never respected the dead, they only cared about their own interests."

After a long time, the old man sitting in the dark spoke slowly, and his followers around him didn't know how to deal with it, but some people couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, but the third prince still made meritorious service. He defeated those terrifying corpses."

The emperor looked at the man slightly, and the latter quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look directly.

Then, the emperor on the stool shook his head, wrinkles on his face piled up, and he smiled bitterly: "Even you are talking to Batuo... Have you ever thought that Batuo is proud of his martial arts skills. How can such a person become an emperor? How can I hand over this country to his hands?"

On the garden path a little further away, a figure stood there, and happened to hear the old man say this, then suddenly turned around and left. Karutudas, who heard the movement there, looked back and saw only his son's back as he left, and the treetops that were still shaking.

The back that left was Batuo who disappeared from his father at the banquet and came to search for.

“Batou…”
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