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Extra Story Dark Legend - Fichet's Smile

This is the first time that Dark City has panicked. Even when it was attacked by enemy troops in the early days of the city's construction, Dark City has never been so panicked.

Rapid alarm bells rang over the Dark City. Amid the scoldings of the officers, groups of rangers ran out of the city gates. Groups of Winged Scouts flew into the sky. The Dark City Guards were divided into four directions.

The pursuit began, and even the infantry at the training ground outside the city were searching the surrounding area.

And all this is because the new emperor of the Sbia Empire, His Majesty Fichet Chamai, was kidnapped by unknown people!

The borders of the four provinces will be sealed as soon as possible. "His Majesty must be found and protected at all costs!"

This brief order was conveyed to every captain-level commander immediately, and every soldier understood the seriousness of the matter...

However, on the first day when all the troops launched a search, no news about His Majesty the Emperor came back.

As for Cohen, he relied on his own intuition to determine that the person who kidnapped Fichet would use the shortest route to the Holy Capital, so he personally led a Guards regiment to pursue them along the road to Lisang Province.

The next day, the unconscious guards of the Governor's Mansion woke up one after another. The Wingman scouts brought Cohen a briefing on what happened outside the gate of the Governor's Mansion. Unwilling to stop chasing, the eager and flirtatious Cohen grabbed him.

Watch the briefing on horseback.

"...His Majesty walked to the gate and began to receive the noble ladies who got off the carriage. Everything was normal. But in the middle of His Majesty's interview, a noble lady who came to His Majesty suddenly drew out her dagger stand.

On His Majesty's neck, we had no time to react, but the young lady's coachman and maid rushed up immediately... There were four of them in total, and they were very skilled in martial arts. All four of them were swordsmen, and they were also good at all kinds of magic. They held His Majesty hostage.

The people directly used magic to blow down the door, and we couldn't get close to them when we fought..."

"Four people, only four people, and there are fifty guards at the gate..." Seeing this, Cohen crumpled the paper in his hand and said, "I have never heard of such a powerful person before, like Luman.

Where did you find the beast?"

On the night of the eighth day, after exhausting countless horses to death, Cohen led his regiment of guards to pursue him to the border, where he learned that a border guard had caught up with the four men who had kidnapped His Majesty.

The Border Guard is a strengthened squad, with a full strength of 300 people. The officers are all elites who have fought hard battles such as the Battle of Tucheng, and the soldiers are not weak either.

As for the guards of the Third Army, in a short encounter, less than ten people out of three hundred people survived, and they all escaped death.

A squad leader was lying on a stretcher and told Cohen about his experience: "...we saw Your Majesty, there were not four of them but ten of them. The magic was quite powerful. We have never seen this type of magic before, and we have never seen it before."

I have seen such powerful people... But sir, we did not embarrass you, we killed two of them, and one exploded on his own..."

"Kill two." Cohen seemed to see hope: "Where are the bodies?"

"They were blown away by magic..."

"Damn it." Cohen cursed: "Get on your horse and keep chasing!"

"Sir, this is the border." The staff officer next to Cohen grabbed him and said, "We can't pursue him anymore."

"No matter what the boundaries are, just chase him!"

"Sir, please calm down. The front is no longer our territory. If we catch up again, we may lose more than just His Majesty." The staff officer did not give in: "The most important task of our Guards is to protect the sir. We will not move forward. Sir

Please return to Lisang City immediately, where Governor Visu Keda is waiting for you."

"Is your head broken?" Cohen raised his hand and slapped him: "Who are you talking to!"

The staff officer fell to the ground, wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of his mouth and stood up: "Sir, please return to Lisang City."

Cohen ignored the staff and looked directly at the commander of the Guards: "Order the pursuit!"

"I'm sorry, sir." The Guards Commander said, "We have other orders."

"Other orders?"

"Rock." The young staff officer stood up straight and took out an order: "This is an order jointly signed by Governor Visu Keda and three municipal supervisors. This order is for you. You must immediately bring the chief

Go back to Lisang City!"

Shi Yan took the order, read it and stuffed it into his arms: "I will execute it."

"Rock!" Seeing his guards surrounding him, Cohen couldn't help but get angry: "You want to rebel?"

"I'm sorry, sir. Your Majesty is our Majesty, but sir is also our chief." Rock said expressionlessly: "We are doing this for your own good, and we can't lose you again."

Shi Shi waved his hand, and more than a dozen tough guards rushed forward...

Outside the Holy Capital City, Luman was waiting in line with a large group of his lackeys.

The anxious Luman held back his temper and pretended to be relaxed and chatted with the people around him, bursts of laughter echoed from time to time in the crowd.

Since launching the rebellion, Luman has never shown such an expression of expectation mixed with anxiety and joy. Although his lackeys didn't know who they were coming to pick up today, they all understood that something good must have happened.

As time passed, a considerable team appeared on the distant trade road.

"Are you here?" Luman's eyes suddenly lit up and he called to his subordinates: "Why don't you go and ask me personally!"

One of the lackeys jumped on his horse in a hurry, and it took him a long time to come back. When he got off the horse, his face broke with laughter.

"My lord! My lord." The lackey shouted with a dancing voice: "We really succeeded, he is on the carriage, on the carriage!"

"Ah..." Although he had known this was true, Luman still felt a surprise in his heart. He held his chest with both hands and almost shed tears.

In this way, no matter how the battle situation develops, he is already in an invincible position. Even though he, Cohen Keda, has extraordinary abilities, he has to compromise with himself.

The other lackeys looked at each other, wondering who the person in the carriage was that could make Luman so excited.

The team gradually approached. This was Luman's most elite cavalry. Several carriages in the queue stopped in front of Luman and others.

A general got off his horse and strode to Luman's side.

"Sir," the general said with a salute, "Thanks to you, we have a safe journey."

"Is everything okay?" Luman stepped forward and held the general's hand tightly, asking for the first time the people who were working for him: "How are those ten people?"

"Thank you for your concern, sir." The general glanced at the carriage and said, "Because there were people intercepting and killing people along the way. Four of them were killed and five were seriously injured. They took care of the dead, and the injured rested in the carriage behind."

"Isn't there ten people?"

"One walked away just now." The general whispered: "We can't stop him."

"I see, it's the man in white clothes again! He might as well go away, so that I don't have to look at that annoying dead face again..." Lu Man became angry when he thought of the man who had slapped him, and he hurriedly

End the topic: "However, now that we have 'him', other minor troubles are nothing."

"Yes, 'he' is in the second carriage." The general replied excitedly: "Being able to snatch people in the dark city and bring them out safely... the people of the Knights of the Temple of Light are really the most powerful warriors.

!The most amazing thing is that 'he' was completely unscathed. But, what should we call 'him'?"

"Listen carefully." Luman turned to everyone and said loudly: "Listen carefully, no matter when and where you are, you must call Fichet Shamei your Majesty, because he is still my Sibi.

The emperor of the Asian Empire, the only emperor!"

With that said, Luman made a gesture, and the attendant who had been standing by the carriage quickly opened the door.

Still wearing the casual clothes he had on the day he was kidnapped, Fichet Chamet stepped out of the car door. He stepped on the stirrups calmly to the ground, slowly took off his gloves, his face was expressionless, and he only looked from left to

Scan the crowd in front of you right.

The people standing in front of him were all ministers who had sworn to be loyal to the Xia Mai family in the past. Most of these people lowered their heads under Fichet's sharp and mocking gaze... For a moment, the scene was completely silent.

Zuo Fang gave a lackey a secret wink.

The lackey shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Emperor - here!"

The left prime minister took a few steps forward with a smile on his face, and led the lackeys behind him to salute: "The left prime minister of the Sbia Empire, Luman, leads all the ministers of the Holy Capital to greet your majesty."

"Oh, so I am still your Majesty?" Fichet fiddled with the gloves in his hands and replied calmly: "Looking at how serious you are, this scene seems to be real."

"Your Majesty, you can't say that!" The left prime minister, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head. Although he felt that the expression of Fichet in front of him looked very much like his father's, there was no sign of impatience on his face as he continued.

: "You are now the only emperor of our Sbia Empire, there is no doubt about this."

"Okay then! You can stand up now. Seeing you kneeling on the ground makes me feel really bad." Fichet raised his hand and analyzed the left prime minister's intentions in his head. During this time, he has been

Thinking about countermeasures.

The left prime minister's intentions are obvious, and his situation is not good.

Fichet knew that in this environment, any mishandling on his part could endanger the Keda family and even endanger the entire revolt plan...

Before determining the response method, you must first know the leftist prime minister's trump card.

The moment he was kidnapped from the Dark City, he had already prepared for the worst... Of course, he also knew that his status was very valuable in the eyes of the left prime minister, and he was also prepared to use this to make a fuss.

.

"Your Majesty, please come into the city." Zuo Xiang pointed to the carriage he brought and said, "Please get on the carriage."

Then he took the lead and opened the door of the royal carriage with his own hands.

Fichet walked to the car but did not get in immediately. He stood at the door and his eyes were attracted by the golden Charmer family emblem on the carriage - this was the carriage of his father, Creamer Charmer.

.

"King Father, and Queen Mother." While Fichet reached out and gently touched the family emblem, he thought to himself: "Don't worry! I am a descendant of the Xia Mai family. I will not be afraid of death, but I am also afraid of death.

I will not despise my own life."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, please get in the car." The left minister on the side said: "Do I have the honor to ride in the same car with your Majesty?"

Fichet turned his head and glanced at the left prime minister: "Okay."

The Prime Minister smiled proudly and followed Fichet into the car.

"Your Majesty, set off!"

The ministers who came with the left prime minister to "greet" Fichet also got on their carriages, and the huge motorcade slowly drove towards the Holy Capital City.

The left minister and Fichet rode in the same carriage. He was so happy that his whole body was bathed in the spring breeze. If he were alone and if there was enough space here, he would definitely hum a tune and dance.

"Your Majesty, how about a glass of red wine?" The left minister held up a wine glass. Although the atmosphere between the two was very awkward, he still looked at Fichet with a fanatical view of rare treasures: "Since you

After being hijacked by the rebellious Cohen, I and other ministers have missed His Majesty day and night, and the Holy City is looking forward to His Majesty's return every moment."

Due to psychological reasons, the left prime minister's movements seemed reserved and weird, but he was not as relaxed as Fichet.

"Really?" Fichet took the wine glass and replied with a faint smile: "Then I should be grateful to the left prime minister for rescuing me from the Dark City?"

"You should, you should, serve your majesty!" The left minister was not angry at all. He lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand: "Your majesty, maybe it's a bit rude for me to ask this, but your majesty is going to return to

What will you do after the Holy City?"

Fichet glanced at the left prime minister.

"I mean, as a wise man like your Majesty, he should understand the current situation, right?" The Prime Minister smelled the red wine in the glass: "I wonder how your Majesty wants to deal with the rebellion in the empire? For example, like the Cohens and his son.

people?"

Fichet looked directly at the enemy in front of him: "I'm thinking about it. Does the left prime minister have any suggestions?"

"I'm thinking about it." The left minister thought for a moment and felt that it would be better not to push Fichet into a corner at the moment: "Then, I suggest that your majesty also calm down and think about it. We have plenty of time."

Fichet nodded calmly.

"By the way, Your Majesty, we want to hold a welcome ball for you tonight, a real royal ball." Zuo Xiang changed the topic: "It has been a long time since such a ball was held in the Holy Capital. The ministers of the Holy Capital are following

The nobles will all participate, what do you think of this arrangement, Your Majesty?"

"It's better to wait for two days!" Fichet replied: "It's been a bumpy ride and I'm a little tired."

"Then according to His Majesty's opinion, it will be held in two days."

Fichet sneered in his heart and asked, "Where do I live?"

"I still need your Majesty's forgiveness for this." Zuo Xiang said with a smile: "Because the Holy Capital Palace was destroyed in the rebellion, your Majesty had to live in the residence of his ministers for a few days."

Later in the evening, the left minister received the latest information about Cohen Keda's army. According to the left prime minister's original idea, the young divine knight should be in a state of rage. As long as Cohen Keda's head gets hot, he will be in war.

If supplies are not in place, it will be easier to launch a massive attack.

But this is not the case. According to intelligence, Cohen is shrinking his troops. Du Feng Province has been completely abandoned by him. All troops are concentrated in Lisang Province. Materials are being dispatched as usual, and there is no immediate attack.

mean.

The left prime minister put down the information somewhat nonchalantly and walked around the room, thinking about his opponent's strategy.

Doesn’t Cohen Keda care about Fichet’s safety? Judging from the previous situation, he should care a lot. Could it be that the Keda family doesn’t want to save Fichet, but wants Fichet to die in their own hands?

, and then hold up the banner of revenge for His Majesty to crusade against himself? Then he will become the emperor...

But without the banner of Fichet, the appeal of the Keda family will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

Or did Visu Keda see through his own plan and deliberately act like he didn't care about Fichet's life or death, making it difficult for him to attack Fichet? If that's the case, it's really a bit nerve-wracking.

Could this be the case?

"If you think so, then you are looking down on me." Zuo Xiang smiled coldly, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

Fichet was placed in the backyard of Zuo Xiang's residence. The entire Zuo Xiang's Mansion was heavily guarded, and the courtyard where Fichet was located was even more "protected" in every possible way.

"Your Majesty is so excited!" Seeing the calm-looking Fichet looking up at the sky in front of the door, Luman couldn't help feeling helpless: "Don't you want to take a rest?"

"What, does the Left Prime Minister think I should rest?" Fichet didn't even bother to turn his head when he heard Luhmann's voice.

"Your Majesty's body is delicate and will become sick due to overwork." Lu Man was worthy of being the left prime minister for twenty years. He blurted out the words of advice, but regretted it as soon as he said it.

Fichet turned around.

"Let's be frank! Luman." Fichet looked straight at him: "Are you in trouble?"

"No, looking at the entire empire, who can give me trouble?" Luman shook his head: "I just want to come to see Your Majesty and update you on the latest battle situation."

"Really? Then let's talk and listen."

"The rebels led by the Keda family are preparing to attack." Luman said with a smile: "Of course, we all understand that their supplies are not enough to support a war, and they will definitely lose!"

"This is indeed a happy thing." Fichet nodded and said seriously: "Then you can have a grand dance to celebrate."

The left prime minister almost died. How come everyone in the Xia Mai family has such a bad temper!

"Your Majesty, this dance! Let's hold it in the name of welcoming His Majesty's return." Luman finally suppressed his anger: "We have received selfless support from the temple and other empires. Now we have a large army and sufficient supplies. We can defeat the enemy."

The Keda family is an ironclad fact..."

"That's right." Fichet still nodded.

"But shouldn't your Majesty also do something to quell the rebellion? You are your Majesty after all." Luman said: "For example, write a letter and order all members of the Al Qaeda family to lay down their weapons..."

"My left prime minister! It's not that I don't want to write." Fichet walked back and forth in two circles: "A letter is very simple, but do you think the people in the Al Qaeda family will listen to me? Just as you just said

You say that they are rebellious and you can ask them to put down their weapons just by sending a letter. Isn’t your idea a bit too naive?”

"Your Majesty can always give this a try." Luman almost gritted his teeth: "Or will things go smoothly?"

"Okay! Since you keep insisting." Fichet smiled: "Then I will write."

On the same day, the demonic holy land, Hell Island.

The little princess of the demon clan was sitting in her room, looking at a few scrolls in her hands, while she folded and unfolded the black wings on her back, unfolded and folded them again... It was obvious that her life was very boring.

"It's so boring! I've just been here looking around all day, and nothing happened." The little princess drooped her head listlessly and said to herself: "I didn't catch that general of the Phantom Legion, and my sisters didn't either.

If you don’t come to accompany me…”

"Your Highness, the little princess, the priest of the Demon Palace is here." A maid came in and blinked at the little princess: "It seems like something happened."

"Really? Which priest is here?" The little princess's body immediately floated in the air: "What happened?"

"It's the golden-robed chief priest, but how can I know exactly what happened?" The maid replied a little aggrievedly: "If the eldest princess knew that I was eavesdropping, she would imprison me in a blood pool."

"I know, I'll go by myself..." Before she could finish her words, the little princess's body had disappeared in mid-air.

At this moment, in the pavilion of the demon clan's eldest princess' palace, the golden-robed chief priest was kneeling on the ground, listening carefully to the words of the eldest princess.

"... Regarding this matter, you should understand what my father means very well, right?" The eldest princess glanced at the fence around her, and realized that the naughty sister came to eavesdrop again, and she felt really angry and funny.

But in order to satisfy the curiosity of the younger sister, the eldest princess had to repeat her words again: "Under the Divine Alliance, there was a rebellion in the Sibia Empire. My father instructed us not to intervene. Their temple has been dragged into the water.

, the messier the situation becomes, the better, it will be up to you how the Gods will end up in the end."

"Yes, Your Highness the Princess." The chief priest nodded: "But what about the Divine Blessing Knight?"

"Are you talking about Cohen Keda?" The eldest princess showed a rare smile: "Whether it is the Divine Alliance or the Demon Alliance, it took thousands of years for a Cohen Keda to appear. Such a person can say that

It's rare and rare, so don't touch it yet."

"Then what should we do with the wanted order we issued for Cohen Keda?" the chief priest whispered: "Spurred by the huge bounty, there will be many people who want to kill him."

"Let's change it to capture alive!" The eldest princess replied casually: "If Cohen Keda is captured alive, it proves that this person is not very good."

"Yes, Your Highness. According to the latest intelligence, the emperor of the Sibia Empire was captured by the rebellious left prime minister, and this emperor is the closest friend of Cohen Keda."

"It seems that this blessed knight is in trouble." The eldest princess said lightly: "Isn't this just right? We can take this opportunity to observe how he handles this matter."

"Yes, Your Highness, there is one more thing." The chief priest asked again: "After the war, there are not many nobles in the Camp Empire left, and the two main legions of the Wells Empire have also been destroyed. Please show mercy to these people, Your Highness."

Two empires, reduce or reduce some offerings."

"That's it!" The eldest princess stood up and took two steps: "The Wells Empire will be exempted from two years of service, and the Camp Empire will be exempted from six years of service, allowing them to recuperate. In addition, let the Camp Empire promote some nobles! Don't

If the nobles of the country are willing to move in, their titles will be upgraded to a higher level, and you will be able to make the specific arrangements... You can leave."

"Yes, Your Highness." The chief priest bowed and then stepped down.

Seeing the chief minister leaving the garden, the little princess laughed on the fence before the eldest princess could say anything.

"Don't sit on the fence, it's not good to be seen." The eldest princess sat at the table and called to her sister: "Come and sit."

"The eldest sister is the best, I like the eldest sister." The little princess sat next to her sister, holding her chin and asked: "Is there a rebellion in the Sibia Empire? What's going on?"

The eldest princess stroked her sister's hair lovingly and told her what happened in the Sbia Empire.

"How could this happen if the gods are involved?" The little princess shook her head and said, "Isn't it enough to intervene through the temple? This is too outrageous."

"Are you a princess of the demon clan? Which side are you on?" The eldest princess scratched her sister's nose: "Wouldn't it be great for the gods to intervene? This is a good opportunity, and it will make other empires in the divine alliance see them clearly.

What kind of character is your master? If we plan well, we might be able to shake the foundation of the Divine Alliance."

"Ah! From this point of view, isn't it unfair to that divine knight of Cohen?" the little princess asked her sister: "So many people are going to deal with him."

"There is no fairness at all on the Bis continent?" the eldest princess said: "Fairness is always relative, and human beings are a lowly race. As long as they can satisfy their desires, they can do anything.

Come out. If there is loyalty, there will be betrayal. If there is an oath, there will be deception. In the course of their lives, this kind of thing happens every moment."

"Humans, they are so dirty." The little princess had a look of disgust on her face: "But what about Cohen? Is he also such a person?"

"It's not clear yet. Now we only know that this human likes to do some very strange things. Even the father is very interested in this person and asked me to order the Demon Palace not to touch him." The eldest princess said with a smile: "This time he

Our friend was captured by the enemy, and this is a good opportunity for us to observe him."

The little princess was silent.

The eldest princess asked: "Without speaking, do you understand the difficult choices faced by this human being?"

"Yes, I know, his enemies will definitely threaten him with the life of his friends." The little princess replied in a low voice: "If he doesn't surrender, his friends will die; but if he surrenders, he himself will die.

, and friends may not be saved.”

"That's true for him, but it's equally dangerous for the God Clan. Sbia's rebellion has been going on for some time. If it can't be quelled in time, the God Clan's prestige will be hit." The eldest princess pulled her sister up.

Hand: "To quell the rebellion as soon as possible, it is impossible to rely solely on the left prime minister of the Sibia Empire. Instead, it will depend on the performance of this divine knight."

"But the current situation is so chaotic! If it were you, sister, what would you do?"

"Me?" The eldest princess smiled: "I will order this Zuo Xiang to hand over the emperor and split the Sibia Empire into two empires based on the existing territories of both parties."

"But this won't really help matters." The little princess frowned: "They will still fight."

"The fight will indeed continue." The eldest princess explained: "But it is no longer a rebellion in nature. It is a war between two empires and is a normal friction."

"In wars between empires, it is normal for the gods to intervene or not!" The little princess clapped her hands and said, "At that time, we can depend on the development of the war situation and resolve this matter satisfactorily."

"Yes!" The eldest princess nodded approvingly: "It stands to reason that the eldest princess of the gods, Princess Liretta, should be able to handle this matter. Why hasn't she come forward? Is it other gods who are handling this matter?

"

"The eldest princess of the God Clan? Is she the Liretta who made her sister fail more than ten times in a row?"

"Whose sister are you? How can you tease your sister with such a joking tone?" The eldest princess was ready to fight, but when she saw her sister sticking out her tongue, she lowered her hand and sighed: "The eldest princess Lirui of the God Clan

Ta, it doesn’t look like this was her handiwork.”

"Maybe other gods are taking care of it, isn't it easy for my sister?" The little princess said with a grimace: "There are only two humans left, isn't my sister a sure winner?"

"We cannot take it lightly. My father once said that humans are the most difficult race to figure out." The eldest princess smiled again: "This time, let us see the choice of this divine knight!"

"But why would father be interested in this man?" The little princess thought of something: "It is because of him that several generals in the coalition military headquarters committed suicide this time to apologize."

"That's not his fault. He was able to escape under such conditions, which has proven his ability. As for the suicide of several generals, I had given them two chances before that, but they didn't.

Take good care of it, you can't blame others." The eldest princess said sternly: "Our demons' bodies are immortal and our lives are almost the same. You, I and my father all need a toy to relieve our boredom, don't we? But this human being will let it go

We feel novel, and this alone is the value of its existence."

"Toy?"

"Yes, the toy is to transform the killing demon." The eldest princess whispered: "If you are obedient, I will tell my father and give you the opportunity to cultivate your own toy."

"Yeah!" The little princess's eyes lit up: "I will be obedient. Sister, please tell me about transforming the killing demon..."

In order to show the residents of the Holy Capital that His Majesty the Emperor was in the Holy Capital, the Left Prime Minister allowed Fichet to show up at the altar of the Holy Capital under airtight surveillance.

Walking on the neat steps, what was Fichet thinking about?

He was thinking about Cohen...Cohen Kedar, his closest friend.

I know that such a person exists because Cohen did something here that shocked the entire Holy Capital aristocracy... A child who had neither magic nor martial arts defeated three Holy Capital Royal Academy students with his bare hands.

, all three opponents fell, and one of them died on the spot.

But what made Cohen even more famous was what happened next. Not only was he seriously injured by a sneak attack by a weak woman, but he also became the first student in history to be expelled from the Holy Capital Royal Academy.

Fichet smiled, recalling the past while looking for the spot on the altar where Cohen stood that day...

The steps were cleaned very clean and could not be seen to be any different from other steps. But in the end, with his extremely keen sixth sense, he still stood on the step where Cohen was seriously injured.

"Found it." He nodded: "That guy probably fell down here!"

Standing on the stairs and looking around, you can have a panoramic view of the Holy City.

"Cohen..." Fichet said in an inaudible voice: "Give me the courage..."

Fichet's eyes gradually became firmer. In his eyes, the beautiful Holy City seemed to have become distant and no longer important.

Since the dispatched courier went to Cohen with Fichet's handwritten letter, Left Chancellor Ruhmann began a long wait.

He needs Cohen's reply. He can analyze the opponent's mentality from Cohen's reply, which is crucial to his next move. Now that Fischette, who symbolizes orthodoxy, has been controlled by him, Luhrmann really wants to take over.

Things that came down were better done.

If everything goes well, he will avoid a lot of trouble in ruling the empire in the future.

Of course, there is no way to relax militarily. No matter what Cohen's plan is, this battle is inevitable.

"Sir, as of yesterday, our troops are basically ready." The generals under the Left Prime Minister came to report excitedly: "Each empire has sent real elite troops. Our mercenary troops total 200,000.

The food, grass and baggage have also been prepared."

"This is good news." Zuo Xiang nodded happily: "From your perspective, can we get rid of the Al Qaeda family militarily?"

"No problem, His Majesty is in our hands. They can no longer get support from other governors. The Al-Qaeda family may even have problems with rations for their soldiers now." The general said confidently: "If there is no time limit, we can attack Al-Qaeda."

The family is besieged but not attacked, and they are allowed to overwhelm themselves."

Prime Minister Zuo shook his head.

"You are underestimating the enemy again. No one in the Keda family is easy to deal with." Luman warned the people around him: "In terms of internal affairs, Weisu Keda's ability is second to none among the imperial governors; and in terms of military affairs, they are second to none.

With a monster like Korn Keda, defeating the demonic coalition, which is several times our own, cannot be achieved by luck. If His Majesty hadn't been there, we would have had a very difficult time dealing with it."

"Yes, sir, I will be careful when dealing with you." The general looked at Luman: "But about your majesty, everyone is a little worried."

"Are you worried? Talk about it."

"Yes, sir, you know that we followed you because of your imperial talents." At this point, the general lowered his voice: "But now that your majesty is here..."

The left prime minister stood up and motioned to the general to stop talking.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, and don't talk about it in the future. I have my own arrangements for your future, and I won't let everyone work in vain." Luman smiled: "As for Your Majesty! Of course, he will still be Your Majesty, forever.

It’s all Your Majesty... Do you understand?"

"I understand." The general understood the meaning of Zuo Xiang's words.

"Well, where are the governors of other provinces? Have any of them replied?"

"Reply letters are arriving one after another. Even His Majesty is in our hands. What reason do they have to go against us?" Another lackey couldn't hide his excitement: "Even the several provinces that have reached an agreement with them, after hearing about His Majesty's

After the incident, everyone turned to us, and the Keda family is really alone this time."

"Hahaha..." Zuo Xiang laughed loudly: "Kaida and his son, I want you to know the consequences of going against me!"

At this moment, the guard outside the gate ran in: "Sir, the messenger who went to Cohen Keda has returned."

"Tell him to come in."

The travel-worn messenger came in, holding a reply letter in his hands.

"I want to see how you reply to this letter." The left minister reached out and took it, glanced at it briefly, and the look on his face was wrong - this letter was not answered by Cohen Keda, but by the former Holy Capital College.

Dean Lorenzo replied, can a person like the left prime minister be treated kindly by Lorenzo?

Rather than Lorenzo's harsh language, the left prime minister cared more about the end of the reply. In the last paragraph, Lorenzo made it clear that the Al-Qaeda family did not believe that Emperor Fichet Chamei was in his hands!

The left minister crumpled the letter paper in his hand, stared at his lackeys and asked: "Can our army take action at any time?"

"Ready to fight at any time!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" The muscles on the left prime minister's cheeks twitched: "This battle will come sooner or later, let's solve it once and for all."

"Please give me your order, and we will do our best to eradicate the Keda family."

"The army is setting off!" Zuo Xiang sneered: "I will also go with the army. Lisang Province is a beautiful place, perfect for meeting friends."

"As you command!"

Later, on the road leading to the military camp outside the Holy Capital, among the Zuo Prime Minister's escort, the Zuo Prime Minister and His Majesty were talking in the carriage. They were talking on equal terms - at least that was what the Zuo Prime Minister thought in his heart.

As a thoughtful person, you can choose many ways to enjoy life.

For example, Luman thinks that talking to his emperor as equals like now is the most pleasant enjoyment. He can use words to insult the other person to get psychological pleasure - if he can't deal with me, he can always deal with his son.

Bar?

"Your Majesty is familiar with this journey, right?" Lu Man smiled brightly: "You must have a lot of feelings when you revisit your old place."

"I feel a lot." Fichet nodded in agreement, and the plain expression on his face was very much like his father: "But it's not what you expected, Prime Minister."

"Oh? What is your Majesty thinking about?" Luman leaned forward and said, "I'm very interested in knowing."

"Perhaps, I will tell Xiang Zuo next time when I have time." Fichet glanced at the grassland outside the window. It was almost the New Year. Some of the wild grass growing on the grassland were withered and yellow, and some were still dark green, which looked colorful.

"Okay then!" Zuo Xiang shrugged: "According to my arrangement, we will go to Lisang City soon. The decisive battle with the Cohen rebels is imminent. I personally hope to end this war before the New Year."

"That's what I think too." Fichet replied calmly: "In this case, everyone can have a relaxing New Year."

Looking at Fichet's performance, the left prime minister gave up his previous idea and concluded that the evil nature of the Shamei family was hereditary, and he could not get any advantage in words.

"If you want to end the war before the New Year, Your Majesty must also work hard." The Left Prime Minister said "sincerely": "The Al Qaeda family responded to the letter written by Your Majesty last time and expressed doubts about its authenticity."

"Rebellion! It's all like this." Fichet smiled: "Even if I stand in front of them, they can still doubt my authenticity."

Prime Minister Zuo involuntarily faced the car door and took a deep breath.

"Although this is the case, Your Majesty can still come forward." After calming down the anger in his chest, he continued: "At least it can make the Qida family's army lose confidence! The more important thing is to convey this information to other nobles in the empire.

We know that the governors of other provinces will also move closer to Your Majesty after hearing about His Majesty's attitude - they all have representatives to act with us."

"It would be great to undermine the confidence of the Al Qaeda family army." Fichet asked back: "But based on the consistent performance of the Al Qaeda family army, do you think this is possible?"

"Your Majesty, please don't belittle yourself. Your influence is unparalleled." The left minister said, "Besides, your Majesty can still exert his influence! As long as the Al Qaeda family is willing to lay down their arms, I personally do not want to kill them all. As long as they are willing to disarm,

Your Majesty can still appoint the Kedar family as governors of the two provinces, and I will definitely support your Majesty."

"Why does the Left Prime Minister think this way?" Fichet stared at the Left Prime Minister: "Don't you always hate evil as much as you hate it? Besides, the Al Qaeda family is now at a disadvantage militarily, and it seems to be a good opportunity to annihilate them."

"Let's be honest! I don't want to let go of the Keda family. No one hates them more than me." The left prime minister played with the corner of his clothes: "This problem lies in the temple."

"Temple?"

"Yes, in fact, since the chaos in the empire, the temple has been paying close attention to it. The temple once said that this chaos must be quelled within three months." After saying this, the left prime minister said without blushing: "That's okay.

It is said that I am incompetent, but now more than half of the time has passed, and this matter has just begun to take shape."

"Now that we have a clue, why are you still worried?"

"Your Majesty is joking. In fact, we all understand that with the strength of the Kaida family, no one can guarantee that they can be eliminated within one month." The left prime minister replied with a wry smile: "The time limit stipulated by the temple cannot be changed. At the same time, it is also for the sake of

The peace of the empire, so I beg your Majesty to personally come forward to persuade the Al-Qaeda family to give up their resistance."

"In this case, wouldn't the Keda family be doomed?" Fichet smiled: "How should I persuade them? This is a realistic and utilitarian world, and no matter what people do, they must be profitable -

Doesn’t the left prime minister not understand this?”

"Of course I understand." Zuo Xiang also smiled: "I have already thought about it. Would your Majesty want to hear it?"

"Please tell me!"

"There are two ways." The left minister outlined the future grand plan in front of Fichet: "First, the Al Qaeda family puts down their weapons and still controls the two provinces of Darkness and Dark Moon. The empire will not be in these two provinces from now on.

levy no taxes, and no longer interfere in all affairs of these two provinces."

"The conditions are very favorable. I think the Keda family will be interested. What about the second one?"

"The second method is more generous to the Al Qaeda family, but it is a bit more difficult." The left minister said softly: "We can divide the Sibia Empire into two..."

Hearing what Zuo Xiang said, Fichet was silent for a rare moment, and then said: "Zuo Xiang, you have a really good imagination. Ordinary people don't dare to think like this - splitting the empire, how do you explain it to the Light Gods?"

"I don't need to explain." Zuo Xiang chuckled: "As long as we reach an agreement with the Kaida family, there will naturally be people from the Light God Clan who can explain it to us."

"Oh?" Fichet raised his eyebrows: "You mean the temple, have you ever discussed this matter?"

"Of course, without the support of the temple, how could I survive?" the left minister said proudly: "The temple is aware of the above two methods, but in order to show sincerity, the Al Qaeda family must first put down their weapons - this

But it’s a prerequisite.”

"It's very difficult to ask them to put down their weapons first!" Fichet shook his head gently: "After all, the left prime minister just said it casually without any guarantee."

"What kind of guarantee do you want? The Al-Qaeda family is already in danger, do you still want a guarantee?" The left prime minister said with an angry look on his face: "At this time, your majesty's words are a guarantee, and my words are a guarantee! Otherwise, you will be risking your life by the temple.

If we are held accountable, I will definitely destroy the Keda family!"

"Don't get excited, Prime Minister! I'm just asking casually, and I don't doubt your character." Fichet smiled slightly: "But from a practical point of view, both of your plans are a bit rash."

"Reckless?"

"Yes, let alone the Keda family, I'm afraid no one can believe that such a good thing will happen." Fichet looked out the window: "The terms you offered are so good that they are doubtful."

"There's nothing we can do about it... In fact, I didn't expect things to develop to this point." The left prime minister's smile was a little bleak: "With such a large and elite army, I still don't have the confidence to win."

Fichet's eyes returned to the left prime minister's face: "It doesn't matter, you can come again. In this case, the Keda family will be defeated by you one day."

"You are just like your father. You don't understand how I feel, and you don't know the pressure I'm under." The left minister stopped smiling: "Your Majesty, I'm tired of talking in circles like this. Let's be honest.

Let’s talk about this!”

"up to you."

"If I had the chance to eliminate the Keda family, I would do it without hesitation, but the current reality is that I can't do it... and when these three months are up, the temple will destroy the Keda family for its own safety.

I abandoned it, just like I abandoned Korn Keda's army that day." The left prime minister smiled self-deprecatingly: "I came from the temple, and no one knows their principles of doing things better than me."

"so what?"

"So, I want to end this chaos within the three-month deadline. No matter what, I have to give an explanation to the temple, even if it is just superficial." Zuo Xiang leaned on his chair, his eyes dull.

: "Our grudges can be settled later. I will not spare the Keda family, and the Keda family will not spare me."

"This is your plan?"

"I don't know the fragility of these two plans. This was originally hopeless. But it's different now. Now I have you. Your Majesty, you are the key to maintaining the balance between the two sides in this plan... For your safety, Al Qaeda

You must put down your weapons and be kind to me, so as to at least get through the current crisis. In addition, we can find a few scapegoats to bear the responsibility for the rebellion." The left prime minister expressed his thoughts: "And you, Your Majesty,

As a guarantee of the agreement, you will always stay in the Holy Capital, and you are my hostage."

"I didn't expect that I, the empty-name emperor, would be so useful."

"In this way, there will be no need to die in the Keda family, and there will be no need to die in my side. Your Majesty, you alone can prevent the bloodshed of hundreds of thousands of people... I don't know what will happen in the future, but at least it can be avoided for the time being.

There will be no bloodshed." The left minister ignored Fichet's sarcasm: "Although you have no freedom, Your Majesty, you are still treated like an emperor. I guarantee that you will not be harmed."

"So this is your plan." Fichet nodded: "Are your people willing to accept it?"

"If they had behaved well before, I wouldn't have had to end the war in this way." The left prime minister snorted coldly: "So I don't take their feelings into consideration."

Fichet mused.

"Your Majesty, judging from the current situation, this is the best way. If the Keda family agrees, we will get along well; otherwise, the Keda family is in danger, I am in danger, and Your Majesty is equally in danger... No one can occupy it except the temple.

Cheap." Zuo Xiang said: "As for the temple, why should we let them take advantage? We can also join forces to deal with them."

"I'm thinking about it." Fichet waved his hand and ended the conversation.

"About your parents, it was an accident." The left prime minister said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Otherwise, things would not have evolved to this point."

Hearing these words, the corner of Fichet's mouth twitched slightly.

When the left prime minister had just left the Holy City with his mighty army, the lurking personnel of the Dark Province Military Liaison Office in the Holy City spread the news to Lisang City, the capital of Lisang Province.

Cohen Keda, when he learned the news, he was extremely panicked.

Both he and his father, Governor Visu Keda, understood that this was the only chance to rescue Fichet.

If our side loses His Majesty, who has the legitimate status, then other provinces and nobles will never support us again, and the outcome of this war with the Left Prime Minister will be doomed to failure.

The atmosphere of this pre-war meeting was very tense. In the front hall of the Governor's Mansion in Lisang City, Cohen made very detailed arrangements for the upcoming battle. He had used all available means... Senior officers

He would nod his head and write down his tasks, even arguing over some small details.

Everyone knows that nothing can go wrong in this matter.

Visu Keda sat quietly aside and did not join in. This was not because he was a civil servant.

Visu Kedar is an old rival who has been directly fighting with the Left Prime Minister for more than twenty years. He understands that the Left Prime Minister is not so easy to deal with and it will be difficult to rescue His Majesty.

Since the death of the Creamers, Visu Kedar has become the de facto core figure of the entire royal faction, so he must think longer than others on this matter.

Of course it would be best to rescue His Majesty, but since the Left Prime Minister is confident in leading the attack with His Majesty, he is naturally confident. If His Majesty cannot be rescued... then what should I do?

Surrender? To exchange the lives of your own family for His Majesty's survival. No, I'm afraid it's not just your family's lives... Even so, will Your Majesty be able to survive?

As a rebel, the left prime minister would never tolerate Fichet, the royal orthodoxy.

If you don't surrender? What will be your Majesty's fate? Will the Al Qaeda family bear the infamy of betraying their master and continue to fight alone... just like a small boat in the huge waves.

The officers around him started arguing again. Visu Keda felt a pain in his head and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

Zuo Xiang's army divided into three groups and approached Lisang City in a mighty manner.

Cohen's army was shrinking, the Third Army and the staff all retreated into Lisang City, and the First Army and the Second Army protected the two wings of Lisang City.

The Zuo Xiang's former army arrived slowly and advanced six miles away from the city wall before stopping and setting up camp. Gray tents were propped up and extended out one after another until they filled everyone's field of vision.

Perhaps because of his research on Cohen, the left prime minister was very careful in his actions this time. The camp under the city was very solidly built, with obvious tactical arrangements that did not seek merit but no fault. There were many watchtowers in the camp, and even more import and export orders.

It changes from hour to hour.

Cohen led a group of his men to watch from a distance at the top of the city, his brows knitted together.

For him, for his troops, it is of course no problem to break through such a camp, but the problem is that Fichet is inside. Once the camp is broken by Fichet, it will be over... He wants to hurt Fichet before the enemy.

To end the battle before special, no one can do this.

Cohen ordered in a hoarse voice to cancel the night attack plan. He could only hope for tomorrow.

After nightfall, the Zuo Prime Minister's troops have all settled down. Facing Lisang City in the distance is the Zuo Prime Minister's base camp, and there are two deputy camps facing the first and second army camps respectively.

There was no sign of the Left Prime Minister attacking Lisang City, and of course Cohen would not attack first, so the city fell into a dead silence.

In a tent in the rebel camp, two black figures were having a conversation.

"...The eldest princess ordered that keeping the Sbia Empire in chaos is your first priority. If there are any signs of ending the chaos, you must do your best to destroy it..."

"Subordinates take orders."

People inside and outside Lisang City spent a sleepless night.

"Sir, we are unable to find out your Majesty's specific whereabouts. They are very tightly guarded." At almost dawn, the head of the reconnaissance team directly under the General Staff Department ran back and reported: "But the general location is clear. He is with the Left Prime Minister. There is someone there."

About three hundred troops in civilian clothes are responsible for guarding His Majesty."

Cohen fiddled with the ring on his hand and said nothing for a long time.

"According to the information from the Holy Capital, these three hundred troops should be the Knights of the Temple of Light." Mafa on the side continued: "They are the same group of people who invaded the palace during the rebellion in the Holy Capital."

Carlos asked softly: "Sir, what tactics are we using today?"

"The situation is complicated." Cohen took a breath: "Today's battle can only be played according to circumstances. Let's see what conditions Luman's bastard will come up with!"

Generals, look at me, and I'll look at you.

"Cohen, come here." At this moment, Visu Keda appeared at the door, shaking a letter in his hand: "There is a messenger coming over there."

Upon hearing these words, Cohen's body jumped from the chair and reached the door.

Weisu handed the letter in his hand to Cohen.

"What's the purpose of this letter, this bastard?" Cohen finished reading the letter and looked at his father with some confusion.

"We need to judge what his intentions are." Wei Su whispered: "The most important thing now is to reply to him."

"You go back and prepare." Cohen turned to the generals and said, "Show up in high spirits later!"

"yes!"

"These two plans are like child's play. We and this bastard left prime minister are in the same boat." Cohen cursed: "This bastard's brain is broken?"

"His head is not broken." Weisu sighed: "His Majesty is in his hands. We can only choose one of these plans."

"How is that possible? What about Fichet?"

"Listen to me Cohen, from the moment the left prime minister kidnapped His Majesty, he regained control of the war situation." Visu Keda held his son's shoulders: "It's good to have such a plan for us to choose from.

Yes, at least we can be sure that His Majesty is still alive."

"In other words, if we choose one, Fichet will be a hostage in the Holy City for the rest of his life?"

"I'm afraid that's it for the time being." Wei Su turned his head and said, "You have to accept this. As long as His Majesty is alive, we still have hope."

"Damn it!" Cohen punched the door frame hard, sending sawdust flying everywhere.

"Get ready!" Visu Keda said softly: "I'm going to reply to the letter. No matter what, I have to see His Majesty first."

Cohen, who hated himself for being more than capable, cursed a lot of swear words, and finally sat on the ground leaning against the door frame...

When the sky was completely lit up, Zuo Xiang's troops lined up in front of the camp. For a moment, war drums sounded on the city walls and trumpets sounded under the city walls.

Thick and dense clouds blocked the sun, as if it were hanging on people's heads, and the wind that was not too cold made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although today's war is essentially a negotiation, the Left Prime Minister has still made sufficient preparations. Everyone knows that the troops of Cohen Keda on the opposite side are not vegetarians.

Among the troops under the city, there were many siege vehicles, arrow-blocking vehicles, ladder vehicles, and carriages, among which a huge carriage was particularly eye-catching.

According to Cohen's earlier arrangements, only a small number of troops were defending on the city wall. The elite troops responsible for counterattack lined up on the road behind the city gate. Lining up along the city wall were elven archers and magicians. The elven magicians had already

Be prepared and ready to unleash your magic.

The left prime minister's army marched slowly, gradually approaching the range of the bow and arrow.

"Sir." The duty officer looked at Cohen: "The enemy has entered the range."

"Don't move yet." Cohen whispered, "Wait for my order."

"yes."

At the same time, Visu Keda also brought the civil servants up to the city wall. He also brought Princess Berne Ebbinghaus in men's clothing. Lorenzo, the dean of the college who walked at the end, nodded to everyone.

Don't say hello to Cohen.

There was a long blast from the trumpet under the city, and the Left Prime Minister's troops stopped. The largest cart in the Chinese army was pushed out and stopped slightly in front.

The resplendent left prime minister boarded the huge carriage and seemed to be about to speak. Several magicians standing on the roof of the carriage were preparing.

"Governor Visu Keda..." the left prime minister's voice came over: "How are you lately?"

The elf magicians here also prepared sound transmission magic in the shortest possible time.

"It's hard to say whether it's good or not." Visu Keda replied: "It's still the same, but I'd like to thank you for remembering it."

"My life is miserable! From the emperor down to the common people, I, the left prime minister, have to think about everyone in the empire." The left prime minister laughed and said: "Today we are meeting old friends, why bother to go to the point of fighting with swords?

?”

"I thought you were happy like this. As for the sword-to-sword encounter..." Visu Keda tapped his forehead: "Old friend, do you need to bring an army of 200,000 to see me?"

"Negligence, negligence...haha." The left prime minister's dry smile turned into a big laugh: "Actually, I didn't bring these troops. I, Luman, am not that delicate. These are His Majesty's escorts. Your Majesty is here."

"His Majesty?"

"Yes! I, the Emperor of the Sbia Empire—His Majesty Fichet Chamai!"

"Are you kidding?" Visu Keda said calmly: "Your army has neither a royal flag nor a royal emblem. How dare you say that His Majesty is with you?"

"Governor Weisu is indeed very observant." Zuo Xiang said, "But you can't blame me for that. You also know that His Majesty doesn't like to show off his work."

"What is your Majesty doing here?"

"Your Majesty is nostalgic for old times. He felt bored after staying in the Holy Capital for a few days, so he came out to relax." Zuo Xiang touched his short beard: "By the way, I want to give you an order or something... Your Majesty is welcome!"

Dozens of trombones played royal etiquette, and Fichet Chamet, dressed in a white royal dress, stepped out of the carriage and stepped onto the red carpet leading to the carriage.

Every few steps on both sides of the carpet is an expressionless member of the Knights of the Temple of Light, their vigilant eyes guarding them. The soldiers behind them all have relaxed faces. With His Majesty Fichet on his side, this battle will not matter.

I can't fight no matter what.

At this moment, the people on the city wall had another feeling in their hearts... Your Majesty, that is Your Majesty.

Although the distance was a bit far and the view was not very clear, no one could imitate His Majesty's graceful posture when walking.

From the Kedar father and son, the senior generals, Princess Berni Ebbinghaus, and even the soldiers of the Guards who had met Fichet several times, they all recognized that it was His Majesty, the unique His Majesty Fichet Charme.

For senior military officers and civil servants, Fichet Chamet is their object of allegiance. Because of the rebellion of the Left Prime Minister, Fichet has become their only object of allegiance. This situation makes them extremely anxious - what if

What should they do if His Majesty, who is being held hostage, wants them to surrender?

Relatively speaking, ordinary soldiers have simpler thoughts.

Most of these soldiers came from the Divine Alliance Army, and were later joined by a large number of children from the Thirty-Six Tribes. It can be said that they have no concept of "Your Majesty" and "Emperor" in their hearts. The only one they have is "Chief Cohen".

They would never go west when "Chief Cohen" told them to go east. Even if "Chief Cohen" said the horse in front of them was a chicken, they would think it was a chicken...

And all along, Fichet Charmei occupies a special position in the hearts of ordinary soldiers. He is Chief Cohen's friend, he is Chief Cohen's brother, he is Chief Cohen's commander-but he is not Chief Cohen.

Luhrmann's twenty years as left prime minister were not in vain. If Fichet fell into his hands, there would be panic within the Al-Qaeda family.

He also knew that as long as Fichet went to this station, the military and political systems that the Keda family was proud of would go into trouble, because in this family, it is indisputable that the civil servants are close to the royal family and the army is close to Cohen.

In fact, the reason why these two factions have coexisted harmoniously for so long is entirely supported by the personal relationship between Fischette and Cohen...

If Fichet is allowed to speak again, the effect will be even more prominent. Maybe there will be an immediate quarrel between two groups on the city wall.

Fichet stepped onto the platform at the top of the carriage.

The left prime minister turned around and faced him. He smiled and saluted at the edge of the stairs and said, "Hello, Your Majesty. I'd like to thank you for climbing so high."

"It doesn't matter." Fichet replied indifferently: "Do you really think Cohen will agree?"

"Then your Majesty, please say a few more words!" The Left Prime Minister waved his hand "considerately": "Cohen Keda is your Majesty's good friend. Your Majesty must give you some more words of advice, be moved with affection, and be courteous. If you want to come to Kaida,

There is no ungrateful person in the Da family."

"I'll try my best!" Fichet nodded: "It's very difficult to convince Cohen not to move you now."

"Hahaha, Your Majesty is joking again. If Cohen touches me, what's the difference between him touching His Majesty directly?" The left minister didn't care at all: "Your Majesty, please, I'll wait for your good news below."

Fichet walked to the front of the platform, holding on to the fence, and looked towards the city wall.

Cohen was wearing that black suit of armor, and this habit made him instantly recognizable to Fichet.

There was silence above and below the city wall, as hundreds of thousands of people belonging to the two camps held their breath and waited for His Majesty Fichet to speak.

Fichet took a breath and began to speak.

"Cohen...Governor, long time no see. Is everything okay? Are everyone at home okay?"

"Back to Your Majesty." Cohen stood at the magic transmission position: "Everything is fine, everyone is fine."

"That's right." Fichet, who had always been articulate, felt that his mouth had become stupid, and he didn't know what to say at this important moment: "Because my relationship has made everyone worried, I feel very sorry."

"No, that was my negligence... Your Majesty, don't blame yourself."

"Okay! Don't talk about that." Fichet nodded: "Those ladies who came to the ball, you can send them back. The left prime minister arranged a grander ball for me in the Holy Capital. He said that it was the real

The royal ball.”

"No problem, Your Majesty, I will arrange for someone to take them home." Cohen replied through gritted teeth.

Zuo Xiang, standing in the middle of the carriage, sneered.

"Heh." Fichet touched his collar: "Cohen, do you still remember the first time we met?"

"Of course I remember." Cohen nodded and replied: "That time it was also because of the left prime minister."

"No, I don't mean the left prime minister." Fichet waved his hand: "I mean the conversation you and I had on the carriage."

"Remember."

"At that time, we were all still naive teenagers." Fichet's tone became gentler: "But you and I, the two of us, were able to outline such a beautiful future, just on that carriage without a frame.

We have agreed on so many plans...and vowed to complete them."

"I remember..." Cohen's fists clenched.

But the Prime Minister Zuo was high-fiving himself as if he had "a sudden realization": It turns out that this is how these two little bastards hooked up...

"And the days when I went out to play with you." Fichet said, and Cohen recalled the past in his mind: "We have done so many interesting things together, and you have given me so much happiness and made my youth more beautiful."

Time is not spent alone... I am truly grateful to you, my friend."

"But now, Cohen, it's not that I don't want to realize the plan we made, it's that the current situation does not allow us to stay together anymore." Fischette said helplessly: "Look at this situation, I can't help you.

Together we can realize our dreams..."

"I understand..." Cohen lowered his head: "I won't blame you."

"Anyway, I want to know." Fichet asked: "Before today, were we best friends?"

"Yes, no matter what happens, you will always be my best friend!"

"Cohen, you have to understand that in many things we cannot expect forever. In fact, I am very satisfied to be your friend for so long. You and everyone, your friendship is my most cherished wealth."

Here, Fichet also lowered his head: "But today, from this moment on, our relationship can only be that of the emperor and the governor... We are no longer friends."

Cohen's throat made two slight noises but he did not speak.

"Governor Cohen." Fischette regained his indifferent demeanor: "Zuo relative has two proposals for the current situation. Have you read them?"

"I've seen it." This sentence was forced out of Cohen's throat.

"Just read it. To be honest, today I will give you this order as the emperor, and I feel equally uncomfortable." Fichet nodded and touched his collar: "Although this order will be difficult to give.

You accept it, but this is really for your own good, for your family’s good, and for the good of the people under your rule... I have thought about it very carefully, and this is the only safe way at the moment, and I hope you can accept it."

"Your Majesty, please tell me!" Cohen could hardly control himself: "I will carry out your Majesty's orders."

A victorious smile appeared on Prime Minister Zuo's face.

"Before the order is issued, I want you to promise that you will actually follow my order."

"I promise... I will do it!" Cohen roared: "Your Majesty, just say it!"

"What is your attitude?" Fichet was slightly angry: "I am your emperor, can't you be more willing to obey my orders? Will you die if you smile?"

"I...I laugh..." The expressions on Cohen's face changed several times, but none of them had anything to do with "laughing".

"Okay! Listen up, everyone..." Fichet's expression was very solemn: "Everyone up and down your city wall is a witness."

The Prime Minister Zuo, as well as the troops under the Prime Minister Zuo, are all waiting for this order with great anticipation...

"I, Fichet Shamai...I issue this order to the Keda family in the name of the 16th Emperor of the Sbia Empire." Fichet raised his head high: "Ken Keda, Governor of the Dark Province,

From this moment on... you will immediately take over as the seventeenth emperor of the Sibia Empire!"

The effect of the magical sound transmission was very good. This command rang clearly in everyone's ears. Hundreds of thousands of people up and down were stunned as if they had been struck by lightning!

Cohen opened his eyes wide, already understanding Fichet's intention, and let out an inhuman cry: "No..."

"Cohen Keda, you want to eliminate the rebellion of the empire led by Luman!" Fichet kicked away the first soldier who rushed towards him, seizing the last moment and yelled: "You want to liberate us."

The mountains and rivers of the Biya Empire will avenge this bloody feud for our Xia Mai family!"

Cohen's body jumped forward, and he was about to jump off the city wall, but at the last moment he was tightly hugged by Rock and several other guards.

The left prime minister over there woke up from the extreme shock and shouted frantically to his guards: "Stop him!"

As for Weisu Keda, who was standing at the top of the city, his heart became cold, knowing that he still could not save the last bit of blood of the Xia Mai family.

General Staff Officer Carlos, who was standing next to Cohen, had the best reaction among all the officers. He immediately shouted: "Send the signal - the left and right armies forcefully attack! Open the city gate - the Chinese counterattack force

assault!"

Several red magic balls conveying the order immediately flew into the sky.

The troops of the Left Prime Minister below the city were in an uproar. No one among them expected that Fichet would say such a thing. So far, no one has figured out why Fichet Shamei would say such a thing.

But among them, one person reached out from his waist and took out a folding bow - the arrow was pointed at Fichet on the platform of the carriage!

"Catch him quickly..." When the Left Prime Minister just shouted these words, a black trajectory shot out from the Left Prime Minister's army camp. This long black trajectory finally stayed on Fichet's left chest.

!

The people on the flat roof of the building were stunned, the people on and off the city wall were stunned, and everyone who saw this scene was stunned!

Red blood stains appeared on Fichet's dress, and instantly expanded to the entire left chest. Fichet smiled self-deprecatingly, holding the arrow shaft in his hand, turning around with great effort, so that he faced the direction of the city wall...

"No, it's not!" Cohen on the city wall shook his head: "This can't be true..."

With a command, countless feather arrows were shot from the city wall. These feather arrows, filled with the anger of the shooters, screamed and rushed towards the army below the city.

The retracted city gate was lowered and hit the muddy ground by the moat, making a loud noise - the cavalry troops hidden in the city by Cohen Keda rushed out!

The pale Fichet took a small step forward. He seemed to want to say something, but his bloodless lips opened but no sound came out.

Although there was a chaotic battlefield in front of him, he could hear nothing and see nothing. However, in his trance, scenes from the past appeared in his mind...

"I know you, you are Cohen Keda." On the beautiful grassland, he rode a horse and extended a friendly hand to his best brother in the future. But his best brother lay dying.

On the carriage: "You know me? So what? Mr. Noble, do you want to flatter me?"

"It is impossible for a person to live without dreams, because dreams are the goal of our lives. For the sake of the integrity of your life, I decided to give you half of my dreams." In the garden, I grabbed Cohen's shoulders and said,

I say this sincerely.

And Cohen asked stupidly: "Can dreams... also be divided?"

Why can't they be divided? This fool...

It was still in that garden that he and Cohen had made plans to travel with his wife in the future...

"I'm sorry, Cohen, I can't accompany you anymore, but I, but I still want to be with everyone..." Fichet reluctantly said these words that no one could hear, and wanted to leave again towards his friends.

Take a step closer, even a small step...

"However, Cohen... I believe that you can complete all of this for me... right? Right?" An irresistible darkness hit, Fichet's body became soft, and he shook

Shaking, he fell down slowly and diagonally, his eyes that lost their vitality gradually closed, but there was a smile condensed on his face... (To be continued)


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