Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 783 Destruction (End)
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"Your Majesty, please speak directly."
The speaker was Imperial Duke Roland. This Duke looked young, but everyone familiar with the situation knew that he was almost a hundred years old.
As a direct descendant of the twelve former knights of the Imperial Guard, he had reason to take the initiative to ask.
"The first thing is very simple. This is a letter from Emperor Heinrich of the Xirel Empire."
Peter I walked to the throne and sat down, placing a letter on the red velvet tablecloth in front of him.
"What do these Southerners say in their letters?"
The one who spoke was Imperial Margrave "The Lion of the Sun" Corleone.
"The messenger from Sirilian brought greetings from His Majesty Heinrich, and at the same time, he made a small 'request'."
With an unstoppable sarcasm on his face, Peter I handed the letter to the attendant, who delivered the letter to Corleone.
"Huh!" After just a few glances, Corleone slapped the table hard:
"Too much bullying! What do these southern guys want?! They want to interfere in our country's government affairs! They will use the incident of the rise of the orcs to station troops in the north of our country to help defend!"
Wow! The entire parliament hall erupted with a huge noise like a hot pot of boiling oil.
"Never allow it! Albrex's matter should be resolved internally by Albrex!"
"There has never been any precedent for outsiders to interfere in the affairs of the Albrex Empire! I don't agree with it!"
"impossible!"
The great nobles were excited and roared, expressing that there was absolutely no reason for the Siriel Empire to be involved in the affairs of the Albrex Empire.
Peter I once again signaled everyone to be quiet: "Well, gentlemen, in ten minutes, we will vote on whether this proposal is passed."
Then, the emperor sat in his seat and watched the heated discussion of the great nobles with cold eyes. However, except for Bartlett Angus, the president of the Magic Association, who said nothing, almost everyone said that it was impossible to accept such an excess.
requirements.
Peter I thought that as long as the candidates were in their right minds, they would not agree to such a regulation that would be humiliating and humiliating the country, even if Heinrich promised in the letter that if the proposal could be passed, Cyril would be willing to share more secrets of magic and technology.
But the Duke of Brescia is still a child, what would he think?
Peter I noticed that the young Duke of Brescia was whispering to the courtiers behind him.
"How do I do that?"
The boy's name was Gianni Bernardino, he asked his courtiers carefully.
"You should vote no, my lord."
Ten minutes later, Peter I signaled the vote to begin.
Fourteen votes were against and one abstained.
The person who abstained from voting was Bartlett Angus, the president of the Magic Association. Peter I was not surprised by this.
The Magic Association hopes to learn more about the mysteries of magic from the Xirel Empire, so abstaining from the vote is already a concession for the Magic Association.
"Okay, then this matter has been rejected by the Imperial Parliament."
Peter I. Shici nodded. This result did not surprise him at all: "Then, the next thing."
Peter I's face became serious: "The Kansas grassland has been completely occupied by the orcs. Archduke Gros has reduced his military authority to Storm Fortress. Although he has not asked us for help, it is only a matter of time before the orcs break through Storm Fortress and sweep across the Shire.
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"The Kansas prairie has completely fallen? Impossible. Didn't Archduke Gros claim that those fortresses in the northern prairie could hold on for several months?"
A big noble said subconsciously.
"There is a traitor, and the orcs have found the most vulnerable point in Storm Keep."
Peter I's eyes were bright and his fists were clenched. He set his sights on Prime Minister Zangwill and motioned for him to speak.
"Originally, the mountain fortresses on the edge of the Kansas prairie were in disrepair and dilapidated. Before Grand Duke Gros could repair them, the orcs launched an attack. They frantically attacked these bridgehead fortresses regardless of the cost..."
Peter I nodded: "This happened recently. The Grand Duke of Gross did not report it for various reasons, but we must not take it lightly.
Maybe Archduke Gros and I have disagreements over certain things and have an unpleasant quarrel, but everyone must know that once Storm Fortress and the Shire fall, we will directly face the orc army.
The top priority is to dispatch reinforcements as soon as possible. Gentlemen of the empire, what do you think?"
"We will send reinforcements quickly, and you will see more knights!"
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Marquis Manfred was the first to respond. His territory was adjacent to the Principality of Charles. If Charles could not hold on, he would be under great pressure.
The other two nobles who were connected to the Principality of Charles also nodded and indicated that they would send reinforcements. In addition, the other nobles responded very slowly, and everyone focused their attention on Peter I.
"Ciel must be rescued!"
Peter I knew that this was the sign everyone was waiting for him, so the emperor finally spoke:
"The diviners have long predicted the invasion of the beasts, but no one thought that the Kansas grassland would fall so quickly. These evil beasts must not be allowed to pollute the territory that belongs to our empire! Although the Shire has become an independent principality, the Shire has
You still belong to Albrex!"
"I think you all know why the great holy war started hundreds of years ago. It was this group of beasts that conquered the Shire, which caused the northern part of the Albrex Empire to be polluted and destroyed by these beasts!"
Finally, Peter I said categorically: "We must not repeat the same mistakes!"
The parliament hall was quiet. Some of the nobles looked a little reluctant, while others looked normal.
"Interesting, I am willing to send reinforcements! You will see my family knights!" Corianto shouted first.
"I am willing to send reinforcements, and my army is willing to fight to protect the country!" Roland also responded.
"The three hundred swordsmen of Wirtz are willing to obey the emperor's orders!" These were the words of Marquis Wirtz.
"The five hundred rangers from Oden are ready to go, at your Majesty's command!" The Duke of Oden also responded.
Soon, the vast majority of the nobles responded.
Only the Duke of Brescia was left. This teenage boy was almost crying from the terrible pressure in the council chamber. He quickly asked the courtiers behind him:
"What should I do?"
"You should express that Brescia is currently unable to send troops, and we are willing to pay military service tax exemption, my Excellency."
The courtier looked much calmer than the young duke, but when he thought about the tax exemption for military service, the courtier also felt a sense of physical pain on his face.
This is a heavy tax.
Seeing the great nobles responding one after another, a smile appeared on the young and heroic face of Peter I. It is this spirit that allows the Ablix Empire to continue to this day.
One race, one country, and one faith established the Albrex Empire.
With this strong will and firm belief, the Albrex Empire will never perish.
After the meeting, Peter I came out of the council chamber. Before he could sit down, an attendant quickly approached:
"Your Majesty, Archmage Belshazer-Gelt wishes to see you."
"Tell him to come in."
"yes."
Soon, accompanied by very heavy footsteps, a "human" wearing a luminous magic cloak, a shining gold robe and a gold mask walked in:
"His Majesty!"
Peter Shici stared at the figure of the visitor. He suspected more than once that the mage in front of him was no longer human.
However, he had to entrust him with important tasks many times because Belshazer Geert was so good.
And he was loyal. This little-known archmage was someone he had funded and befriended when he was still a prince. He was also one of Peter I's trump cards.
After Peter I secured the throne, Galt became the top alchemist of the empire in just a few years.
Peter I also spared no effort to support Galt's experimental needs.
But a big explosion in the laboratory almost ended Galt's pursuit of knowledge. In the golden light after the explosion, the mages rescued Galt.
Many doctors tried to treat his wounds, but Geert ordered them to leave.
From that day on, Galt became what he is now. He always wore a golden mask and no one could see his expression.
"I don't know if I can trust you, Galt."
Peter I said in a deep voice: "But in the current situation, I have to trust you. You know, Bartlett Angusman is a fire mage. It is already the middle of winter, and his magic is not seen in the north.
Very effective.”
"Of course you can trust me, my lord."
The sound of metal friction deepened the emperor's suspicion, and Peter I shook the strange thoughts out of his mind.
He knew that since he was going to hand over the task to Galt, he had to trust him. There was no reason to hand over the task to him and not trust him at the same time.