The sky was filled with smoke and the streets were noisy. After a moderate number of troops entered the Holy Capital City, the Al Qaeda Army closed the four doors tightly.
The wolf-like soldiers and their guides conducted a large-scale search throughout the city. No rebels could be spared, and every city area, every street, every house, and every corner was carefully searched!
"The Keda family is purging the rebels—open the door!"
"Everyone lined up against the wall - take out your household registrations!"
“Where’s the head of the household—fuck you with your face to the wall!”
"What is this? A kitchen knife? Fuck your mother! You use a sword half an arm long to cut bread - take it away!"
"Where did this armor come from? Where did the blood stains on it come from? Is this the emblem of a national thief - you are a rebel!"
In order to cope with the search activities after the Battle of Holy Capital, the Al Qaeda Army Logistics Department prepared twenty horse-drawn ropes. However, the officers obviously underestimated the seriousness of the situation. There were many civilians in Holy Capital who sympathized with the rebels and even collaborated with them.
Now, the ropes used to tie people are quickly used up.
Fortunately, the soldiers from the law enforcement regiment who arrived later had a unique skill, so half of the people kneeling on the street had their hands tied behind their backs, and the other half were unlucky, and the joints of their hands were twisted and dislocated. These unlucky guys were so painful that their clothes were wet with sweat—
—At the same time, I once again understood the truth that no one can expect to receive any good treatment from the army.
Such a large-scale purge could easily cause panic, and wailing broke out once again in the Holy Capital.
"I'm not a rebel... Please let me go, I just bought a knife!"
"Father, please don't arrest my father! My family runs a pawn shop, so it's not surprising that we have armor!"
"Let's be reasonable! The rebels prey on the common people. We have been waiting day and night for it, but we didn't expect that the Keda family would also arrest people randomly!"
In the face of these pleas, the soldiers who had not yet recovered from the war state were completely indifferent. They only recognized one reason in their hearts: the orders of their superiors were above all else, and nothing could interrupt their determination to execute the orders. Punishing civilians with fists and kicks was
It is a very common phenomenon that many people were beaten with bruises on their noses and faces, and rolled helplessly among the rubble.
To be fair, in the Holy City, where the rebels serve as their base, ordinary residents will have some interactions with the rebels, which is inevitable.
Of course, as a regime that has lasted for a period of time, the rebels will always have a certain popular base no matter how bad their actions are.
If the Al Qaeda family wants to securely take over the Holy City, they must dig out these people who support the rebels. Yes, this is not an act of kindness, but it is a wise choice.
But the Keda family is a famous family after all, and they will not kill indiscriminately. This is just a large-scale primary election. After all the suspects are identified, the intelligence system that has been lurking in the local area for a long time will send people to
Identification, no one knows the situation in their jurisdiction better than these intelligence officers.
Those beggars who used to roam the streets, or aggressive gangsters put on military uniforms, and appeared in front of the civilians like dogs with swords on their waists. The civilians watched in stunned silence as these people approached them, and they were already surprised and said no.
Speak up.
They took the pamphlets and sorted them out one by one.
"This company runs a restaurant. I was forced to buy this armor by a rebel deserter this morning. There is no problem."
"There are six members of this family, and two of them died in the chaos in the Holy Capital. They hate the rebels to the core, so there is no problem."
"It's okay for these hoteliers - Madam, don't hit a poor beggar with a stick next time you meet him."
The intelligence agents are followed by internal affairs officials. After confirming the innocence of a family, they will immediately issue new household registrations to the family. For those whose joints have been sprained and dislocated, they will also give a consolation payment of three copper coins. Although it is only three copper coins, plus
A word of "offense" means that the family has since been recognized by the Al Qaeda regime.
So the residents who were cursing the Keda family in their hearts a moment ago quickly began to be grateful.
"Ouch! Master, we meet again." From time to time, intelligence agents would identify residents who were truly close to the rebels: "I remember that your son was doing well in the rebels! He has become a lieutenant, right?
"
"Master Jun, have mercy..."
"You don't have to ask me. If you have anything to say, tell the military judge. Make a note of it. This is rebellion against the party."
The soldiers came over, drew a circle on the face of the identified rebel with a large pen dipped in paint, and then tied them up again. Regardless of their identity and background, they were taken outside the city to await interrogation, and all their property was confiscated.
This was done in every city district. On that day and the next day, almost one-tenth of the people in the Holy Capital were escorted out of the city.
Officials from various systems have long had disputes over the liquidation of civilians after the war. Field management officials advocate on-the-spot trials and treatment, because this will achieve a strong deterrent effect. You must know that the empire still has many provinces.
There was no recovery, and the country was still in the hands of the rebels, at least in name.
However, officials in the purely internal affairs system took into account the difficulty of post-war reconstruction and pacification, and strongly advocated leniency for such nationals, and their reasons were also legitimate.
Firstly, it can show the generosity and tolerance of the Al Qaeda family, and secondly, it can quickly establish a normal order. If it is done according to the opinions of battlefield management, if one thing is not handled well - for example, if there is a large-scale indiscriminate killing,
This will plant hidden dangers in the hearts of the people that are not conducive to governance.
Regarding such two completely different opinions, the Prime Minister and the Internal Affairs Supervisors did not have a choice. Instead, they used the excuse that "the situation on the front line is complicated and all decisions are in the hands of the emperor" and let Cohen make his own decision.
When officials from the two groups rushed to His Majesty Cohen, the palace had just been captured.
Officials from the two groups debated fiercely in front of him, and their faces turned red. However, His Majesty Cohen sat back in a lounge chair, with his feet on the railing and his eyes closed, looking very leisurely.
When the people on both sides were talking until their mouths were dry, His Majesty the Emperor opened his eyes.
"As long as it gets dark today, before dark, you can arrest people on the basis of clear identification. After dark, all troops, except for the night patrol team, will return to the barracks." Cohen's face showed no expression, but it was
He looked at the officials calmly and said: "At the same time, the internal affairs officials will take over and the security will be handed over to the police force."
"Your Majesty, you are cutting it across the board!" At that time, some internal affairs officials objected, shaking their heads like windmills: "It's unfair, this is unfair."
If it were the emperor of other empires, the officials who said such things would have been detained long ago. But in the hands of Cohen, this kind of thing would not happen. Telling the truth to the emperor is the most basic right and obligation of a minister.
"When the army enters the city, some chaos is inevitable. As long as they don't rape or rob, they are good soldiers. In order to maintain the stability of the country, what does the grievance of the citizens mean? If you want to be treated kindly, you must first prove your innocence. This principle
It's not difficult to understand." His Majesty explained to the officials in a calm tone: "This decision is not to please both sides. In fact, one of the duties of the internal affairs system is to try to make up for the wounds of the war. For now, the military purge is one of the inevitable wounds.
one."
"Your Majesty, we are making amends! But if the army does this, the citizens will hate the army."
"Call you stupid! You are not convinced." Cohen shook his head slightly: "Won't you direct the hatred of the people towards the rebels?"
"Guide, guide?"
"To put it simply, it's just putting the blame on others. You will always do this, right?" His Majesty the Emperor clasped his hands and looked into the distance absentmindedly: "Let the citizens personally participate in the trial of those people and let them do it. Those people
Distribute your family property to the people in this neighborhood and let them invest a little... Who else would hate what they have done?"
"But... His Majesty the Emperor..."
"I've already said it, go ahead and execute it." Cohen turned around: "Don't waste my time."
The debate ended with His Majesty the Emperor's indifferent gaze, which led to the strange phenomenon of fistfights and loosening of bonds while giving money. The internal affairs officials patted the residents on the arms while blaming all the blame on the rebels.
For the first time in their lives, the citizens of Sibia were treated differently.
When a neighborhood was cleared and the internal affairs officials stood on the ruins and passionately announced the end of the wartime rule in the neighborhood, the residents all applauded and cheered warmly - especially when they heard that a trial was going to be held in a few days, and they
When there is something to share, their enthusiasm becomes even higher.
Those pro-rebel residents are extremely rich. Everyone has been jealous for a long time. The physical pain has not completely disappeared. Everyone is shouting long live the emperor... His Majesty Cohen did not spend any money himself, but used other people's property.
Stabilized people's hearts.
There were cheers everywhere, but at this moment, Cohen showed a wry smile and whispered to the people around him: "Look, it's actually not difficult to be an emperor, if you can bear to hate yourself."
Bai Ying answered him: "I thought you were complacent about this technique."
"I've long been tired of using this kind of gangster tactics, even in my last life." His Majesty Cohen leaned on the railing: "What's the difference between being an emperor and being a gangster?"
"I don't know the specific difference." Bai Ying showed a rare smile to Cohen like this: "If you are a gangster, at least I won't be around you."
Although His Majesty the Emperor was nicknamed "Rogue Governor" before, he has never confirmed it to himself. What a blessing it is for this bold maid to follow the Emperor! How can she still be picky... Anyway, such a conversation
The guards on the carriage were so frightened that their heels became weak.
Only the general staff officer shouted long live in his heart - at this time, it is great to have an extra white figure beside Cohen to relieve him of the pressure!
The sky was getting dark, and the noisy Holy City was gradually returning to calm. There were guards on the streets checking pedestrians, and internal affairs officials brought tents from outside the city to provide shelter for the residents whose property had been destroyed. They also brought in food.
After treating the wounded in the army, medical personnel also began to treat the wounded among the residents. The Holy City is recovering bit by bit.
At this time, no one else would be more irritable than the President of the Royal Academy. In fact, the reason that made President Lorenzo furious was very simple. The Royal Academy had been used as a temporary military camp by the rebels. When he brought people to protect him,
At that time, this place was a mess.
The courtyard was full of wounded soldiers who had no time to escape, the most sacred pulpit was filled with filthy debris, and ancient documents were used by the rebels to boil water... What kind of person is Dean Lorenzo? This military discipline supervisor saw his beloved college graduate.
Seeing this, his eyes immediately turned red from inside to outside.
He ordered more than a thousand rebels to be thrown into the street. He even rushed up to the wounded soldiers and slapped them in the face, although this behavior did not help matters.
Fortunately, the nearby Royal Library was not damaged much and remained basically intact. But nothing could be hidden from the shrewd Dean Lorenzo. He just checked the catalog of the collection and found the "Rebel Regime Royal Library" standing in front of him.
"The Director of the Great Library" was so frightened that his knees shook.
"Where did the complete book of Huoseia go? Where did the original copy of Gutav's notes go? Where did the Xiuzhi History go?" He pointed at the other person's nose unceremoniously: "I can't tell you, I'll bury you alive!"
"They are all at the homes of officials in various ministries...and were given away as gifts. I, I have an IOU here..."
"As a curator, you can't protect the collection of books - why don't you die!"
Dean Lorenzo grabbed the IOU and went out with an entire guard battalion to recover these national treasures. He held the position of Imperial Military Disciplinary Director, and could move freely in the Holy Capital under curfew - in fact, he was very well suited to the military system.
of respect.
The important officials of the rebel regime were either poisoned by their masters or imprisoned by the Al Qaeda army. The remaining people who had been in contact with the Al Qaeda family earlier were also on tenterhooks. How could they dare to offend this man who was more ferocious than the soldiers when he started to get angry?
figure?
In the end, after all the hard work, Dean Lorenzo made a profit - he didn't care about the number of soldiers working with him, he just took away books as long as they were there.
Some people even had their family trees robbed by soldiers and went to His Majesty the Emperor to cry and complain, but they were all rejected. His Majesty Cohen turned around and asked the General Staff to draft a commendation order to commend Dean Lorenzo for protecting the imperial national treasure.
Behavior.
This time, Dean Lorenzo worked even more energetically, even though he said he didn't value His Majesty the Emperor's commendation.
Perhaps due to the dean's excessive behavior, someone soon discovered a secret note left by the intelligence officer following Luhmann on a street corner, and the news reached Cohen as quickly as possible.
"He is in the Holy Capital Temple." Cohen looked at the General Staff Officer with a little surprise: "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Carlos gave Cohen an affirmative answer: "This is going to be a bit troublesome."
"Trouble? What's the trouble?"
"Um... Your Majesty, no one can lead troops into the temple, let alone arrest people. As the spokesperson of the Light God Clan in the world, they have a status far higher than that of secular officials." Major General Carlos coughed dryly and defended him.
The emperor explained in a low voice: "In the divine alliance, this is the most basic common sense."
"Others have scruples about the temple, but I don't. Give me the order to surround the temple first." His Majesty Cohen smiled coldly: "Let's go for a walk!"
"But Your Majesty..."
"Stop talking nonsense. The soldiers went to the mountains of swords and into the sea of fire because of my words, but their emperor didn't even dare to enter the temple. Is this really true?" Cohen motioned to Bai Ying to hang up his sword: "The temple!
It’s been a long time, young master.”
These words happened to be overheard by Dean Lorenzo who was walking to the top of the carriage.
"His Majesty the Emperor said well!" Dean Lorenzo took the initiative to salute Cohen for the first time: "Your Majesty's decision is very correct, and I am willing to go with you."
"Really? If the dean comes with me, he will have to prepare a carriage." Cohen put on a kind smile and walked over to talk to the dean cordially: "My dean, I just found out today that your personality is suitable for you.
Be a soldier!"
"It is my misfortune to have the opportunity to show such a character." Dean Lorenzo walked side by side with Cohen on the stairs: "Your Majesty, I heard that you abused my students. In fact, they cried to me..."
"It's a small matter. You know the military situation is urgent. How can I find the time to reason with them?"
"But Your Majesty, you insult art..."
"Art varies from person to person, from time to time, and from mood to mood."
"You are quibbling."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Major General Carlos watched the "two bastards, one old and one young" arguing and walking away with a helpless expression. Although he disagreed in his heart, he finally shook his head and asked someone to prepare the carriage.
The Holy Capital is the capital of the Sbia Empire. As a symbol of the supreme power of the Light Gods, the scale of the temple's building is certainly not small. Just to surround the temple, the Al Qaeda army dispatched two regiments of guards.
When His Majesty the Emperor's carriage arrived, the engineering regiment had already dug five tunnels leading from the temple to the outside, completely eliminating the possibility of the target escaping again.
Cohen got out of the car and checked one of them. He also chatted with the engineer regiment commander for a few words. Finally, he talked with infinite nostalgia about lighting smoked rabbit when he was a child.
As soon as His Majesty the Emperor left, the clever engineer commander immediately ordered his men to open the tunnel opening, throw in the kind of firewood that would not dry, and then light a fire...
"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived - salute!" the officer monitoring the main entrance shouted, and trotted to the carriage: "Report to your Majesty, we have just confirmed again that the target is indeed inside."
"Good job." Cohen stepped out of the carriage: "How did they react?"
"The priests loudly chanted the sayings of the King of Light and blocked the door with their bodies." The officer looked puzzled: "Is it possible that their bodies can block the knife?"
"Is it difficult for you to know that they are reciting the sayings of the God King? I have to supplement your common sense." The dean of the college also got off the carriage: "Your Majesty, enter in the name of the Divine Blessing Knight!"
Cohen shook his head.
The dean took a heavier tone and reiterated his opinion again: "Your Majesty, I ask you to enter in the name of the Divine Knight. At this juncture, please do not cause trouble to the empire."
"My dean." Cohen suddenly turned around and put his hands on the dean's shoulders: "I'm going to catch my enemy and avenge my closest brother... I don't want to go with any other identity, just as
In my own name and in the name of Cohen Keda. Even if you don’t allow it, please let me make my decision this time.”
After saying that, Cohen let go of his hand and strode towards the main entrance of the temple. The royal guards had already rushed out, more than dozens of arms' distance in front of Cohen, and the white shadows in white clothes also walked beside Cohen, never missing a step.
"Stupid, clumsy, hot-headed!" The dean caught up in a few steps and shouted in Cohen's ear in a very small voice: "You are the emperor, you can't be emotional..."
"Dean, love used to be everything in my life." Cohen stopped and stared at Lorenzo: "You don't have to follow me, but please don't stop me."
Lorenzo sighed secretly, and although he didn't agree with Cohen's approach, he still followed Cohen towards the temple gate.
"Comers, stop - this is the temple, the most glorious and sacred place that cannot be desecrated!" A group of priests crowded at the door and warned those who approached in a strong tone: "Anyone who dares to offend will definitely be punished by the God of Light!"
This kind of endless deterrent to secular people had no effect on Shi Yan and others. The strong and powerful Shi Yan leaned against the door and punched the priest who was shouting until blood spurted from the mouth and flew into the courtyard.
"Will the great and wise King of Light stand up for you?" Unexpectedly, the first one to rush in was the dean. He pointed at the priests who fell on the ground and cursed, and immediately convicted the priests:
"You work hard and hide your secrets - it is simply blasphemous for a despicable person like you to call the King of Light the name!"
There was chaos in the yard, and soldiers from behind kept pouring in amid the noise. The priests did not dare to show off their authority with Cohen and others, but they dared to fight with the soldiers. However, the soldiers of the Keda family did not accept this at all.
It soon turned into a one-sided fight...
"Bold!" On the passage leading to the main hall from the front yard of the temple, a priest with a slightly higher status stood up. He shouted indignantly: "Do you still have the temple in your eyes, and do you still have the Light God Clan?"
This sentence was shouted using sound transmission magic, and even the soldiers surrounding the temple could hear it clearly. As he shouted, a dozen low-status priests were struggling to move a statue of the God King of Light.
, they brought the statue from the temple and placed it behind the priest who was shouting.
"Your Keda family is going to be in trouble. After entering the Holy City, you didn't meet me or say hello. This is rude. Now you actually lead troops to break into the temple!" The priest leaned against the statue of the King of Light, and he became more and more angry.
He was so confident that he slapped his chest hard and shouted: "Come on! Hit this and step on it!"
Cohen still walked forward unhurriedly, and the guards swarmed up in advance under the leadership of Rock. Looking at the ferocious faces of the soldiers, the priests were shocked. When they felt that something was wrong and wanted to run away, they had already
late.
"Don't run." A winged guard officer grabbed the head priest who was trying to run away and knocked him to the ground with one punch: "We will satisfy you."
Then a large group of people really hit them on the chest and stepped on them. The priests lying on the ground did not understand until their death why things had evolved to this point. The status of the temple is extremely high, and the status of the priests is the same. Usually a look
The priest who can scare people out of their wits, why did he end up like this today? Aren't these soldiers members of the Divine Alliance?
Cohen stood in the square behind the hall and whispered to the rock: "Find him out."
"Sir's order - arrest Lu Man." Rock yelled: "You have to dig him out even if you dig three feet into the ground. He must be alive!"
The troops responded, divided into teams and dispersed, searching every room with knives and guns.
The soldiers' rude actions caused the sound of various things breaking. Even the carved jade door of the main hall was smashed to pieces by the soldiers...
The temple has always been extremely luxurious, and now every strange sound can make the heart of the high priest hiding behind bleed.
After the Guards soldiers successfully demolished the main hall, the high priest sent someone to invite His Majesty Cohen to "enter the inner hall to speak."
"No!" The hateful Cohen also pretended to refuse: "The inner courtyard of the temple is where the temple's senior officials live. It is not convenient for secular officials to enter..."
"His Majesty the Emperor has mercy! Please let the temple go for the sake of our familiarity!" The priest who came to invite him begged: "It is not easy for the temple to accumulate such a small amount of property! Please show your noble hand to the emperor."
Cohen immediately raised his hand - raising his hand was a slap in the face!
"You are so awesome!" The dean of the college next to him saw something was wrong and immediately jumped out: "The Divine Blessed Knight arrived, but the high priest didn't come out to greet him - there was no guard of honor either!"
"Come right away, come right away..." The beaten priest held his swollen face in his hands and ran towards the inner courtyard in a panic.
Cohen gave Lorenzo a funny and angry look, and was a little helpless at the old man's persistence.
If it were in another place, Dean Lorenzo would definitely jump up and quarrel with Cohen immediately, but in front of outsiders, Dean Lorenzo still had to try his best to maintain the emperor's dignity and do his best to make up for the mistakes in the emperor's behavior.
In the past days, the dean always stood on the opposite side of His Majesty Cohen, and was treated harshly by His Majesty Cohen. Today, following Cohen, watching Cohen use his unique methods to deal with others, I finally found some balance in my heart.
Besides, the dean also had no favorable impression of these priests.
After a while, the subdued high priest of the temple came out with a guard of honor and respectfully invited his Majesty Cohen and his entourage into the inner courtyard.
In the luxurious hall of the temple, Cohen sat calmly at the main seat, not in any hurry to speak. After the refreshments served by the priests were inspected one by one by Bai Ying, they were allowed to be placed in front of Cohen.
The well-dressed high priest sat opposite His Majesty Cohen, with an awkward expression on his smiling face.
"It must have been very hard for the Divine Blessing Knights to come all the way. Because of the orders of the Light God Clan, no priests were sent to the army to pray for the soldiers during the war. I hope the Divine Blessing Knights will not blame them." After the opening remarks, the high priest cautiously said
Question: "I wonder what the reason for the Divine Blessing Knight's visit at night is?"
Cohen smiled slightly and did not answer. The general staff officer standing behind him coughed slightly and signaled someone to come forward.
"Your Majesty the High Priest, all of us here are important people and important figures in the Sbia Empire. Of course, we don't need to make our words so clear." Dean Lorenzo said with a smile: "We have to think about it.
This is a way to prevent the temple’s reputation from being damaged.”
"Yes, yes, of course."
"The national thief Luman is in your hands!" Dean Lorenzo picked up the water glass, raised his eyes and looked at the high priest who was pretending to be confused: "You can ask your subordinates to hand him over to the soldiers waiting outside, then we are here today
Even if it’s just a simple visit.”
After listening to the dean's words, the high priest smiled noncommittally. He leaned forward and looked at His Majesty Cohen: "His Royal Highness the Knight of Divine Blessing, from the perspective of the temple, no matter how serious the sins of secular people are, he is also a member of the God of Light.
His people. As priests, we have the obligation to redeem him.”
Cohen tilted his head and ignored him.
"Your Majesty the High Priest, this man's crimes are so heinous that the temple can no longer protect him." Dean Lorenzo put down the cup in his hand: "You should understand the current situation in your heart, and we don't want to have any trouble with the temple."
"What the dean said is right. I completely agree. In fact, the relationship between the temple and the Keda family has always been very close." Seeing that Cohen didn't speak at all, the high priest had to turn his head to the dean: "Yes, this person is in the temple right now. For
We also know a little bit about what he did...but can the Divine Blessing Knights listen to the advice of our temple?"
"If it's just a suggestion, of course the more the merrier."
"I wonder how the Divine Blessing Knight plans to punish this man?" The high priest smiled and said, "Yes, he is guilty, but he is still a noble. Of course we hope that he can maintain the dignity of a noble."
"We will seriously consider your opinion." The dean nodded and replied: "But I can't promise anything now. You know, the final decision lies in the hands of the Divine Blessing Knight."
"Please also ask Your Majesty the Divine Blessing Knight to sell me a favor." The high priest asked Cohen: "This is what he - he asked me to tell you. If you want to end his life, he wants to 'die with a smile'. I personally
Of course I hope to get your affirmative answer.”
Cohen looked at the high priest with doubtful eyes. The high priest didn't know what was going on and could only keep his mouth shut. Among all the people present, only the general staff officer knew the reason for His Majesty's doubts.
"Your Majesty, the so-called 'die with a smile' means a painless death." The general staff officer leaned forward and whispered to Cohen: "There are many specific methods..."
Cohen was relieved and nodded to the dean.
"Okay, the Divine Blessing Knight agreed." Dean Lorenzo's heart dropped to the ground: "Hand it over to someone!"
The high priest turned around and gave some instructions, and a young priest ran away. After a while, the sleeping Luman was handed over to the Guards. The general staff officer personally identified him and found that it was indeed Luman.
Thirty people were handed over with Lumann. Except for three concubines and personal guards, they were all Lumann's trusted officials. Five of them were Cohen's intelligence agents lurking around Lumann.
All of them were unconscious. It seemed that the white priests used magic to hypnotize them. In the end, Luman was betrayed by his master.
"Ouch! The high priest is so smart." Seeing a large group of people unconscious on the ground, Cohen spoke for the first time: "I knew we were coming a long time ago and had everything prepared."
"Where, where." The high priest said modestly: "How can I go against the Divine Blessing Knight?"
"Okay, with a high priest like you, things will be easier to handle in the future." Cohen patted the high priest affectionately on the shoulder: "If I had known this, you would have asked someone to inform me. I was so offended just now."
"it's okay no problem……"
"You give me face, of course I will give you face." His Majesty Cohen laughed: "The soldiers accidentally injured someone in the front yard just now... In this way, you gather the priests, and I will say a few words.
, be gentle for them.”
"No need, the Divine Blessing Knight is busy with business..."
"You don't want to give me face?"
"Don't dare, I'll make arrangements right away." In fact, the Divine Blessing Knight's apology was a very shameful thing in itself, and the high priest did not refuse it sincerely.
"You helped me a lot, this is a small thing!" Cohen raised his legs and walked out: "Let's go together!"
The Holy Capital Temple has a large establishment, with nearly a thousand priests up and down. It will take a while to assemble. After chatting with the high priest for a few words, His Majesty Cohen found an excuse and sat in the carriage with the dean.
"Your Majesty performed very well today." As soon as he got on the carriage, Dean Lorenzo praised Cohen: "It is a great improvement to be willing to lower your posture at the right time. When you speak, don't be too explicit.
…”
"A speech?" His Majesty Cohen smiled evilly: "What speech? Let's go!"
Dean Lorenzo was shocked. Just when he was about to retort, the guards had already set off with the carriage.
The priests gathered in the square, but the high priest could not find Cohen. He waited and waited until he saw a fierce officer.
"I wonder when the Divine Blessing Knight will..." The high priest stepped forward to ask about Cohen's whereabouts, but was pushed away by the officer and sat down on the ground.
"Sir, there is an order!" The officer stood on the podium: "The priests of the Holy City Temple have divine grace, but they do not distinguish between right and wrong, confusing black and white. They spread treasonous remarks during the rebellion and advocated national traitors as orthodox. They violated the will of the gods and failed.
We have gained the trust of the Gods - now we have decided to take them all into custody, waiting for the Gods to send personnel to punish them! Catch every one of them!"
The surrounding soldiers rushed over, and the priests were in panic...
Hell Island, Palace of the Dark Lord.
After the prostrate Demon General reported the latest situation of the Sbia Empire to the Dark Lord, he knelt and exited the hall. The Dark Lord looked at his two daughters calmly with a smile on his lips.
The eldest princess looked at her sister.
"Because of my willfulness, I ruined my father's important affairs, so I ask my father to punish me." The little princess lowered her head and knelt down to the Dark Lord: "It was my fault that I failed to be demonized smoothly."
"It's not a big deal if you make a mistake when you perform demonization for the first time. Even a small Sbia empire is not a big deal." The Dark Lord calmly replied: "But if you choose to demonize him, you must do it.
It goes against the tradition of the demon clan to do things half-way. You have a noble status, so you should pay more attention to this."
"Thank you, Father, for your advice." Without the Demon King's words, the little princess did not dare to get up: "My daughter will definitely finish this matter."
"Get up!" The Demon King nodded: "A human being escaping from your hands is a lesson to you. Learn from your elder sister and work hard next time."
"Thank you, father."
"Father." After the little princess exited the hall, the eldest princess asked the Dark Lord: "It can be said that the situation in the Sbia Empire has been settled. What should we do in the future?"
"We don't need to do anything. Cohen Keda will naturally do something. He is a character who is unwilling to be lonely." The Demon King smiled and waved his hand: "Having lost the restraint of Fichet Chamai and holding the power of the empire,
The divine alliance will cause big trouble."
"What does my father mean... that he will cause trouble for other empires in the alliance?"
"This possibility is very high. Any human being who ascends the throne will be confused for a while. How will Cohen Keda react? How will he play with the scepter in his hand? I really want to know, it must be the same with the God King.
Attitude." It seems that the Dark Lord is in a very good mood: "Find a suitable time and let the Demon General come in contact and understand the details."
"Yes, Father."
"The things after the war between gods and demons have finally come to an end. You should relax a little!" The Dark Lord finally told his daughter: "It's good to go around and relax."
"yes."
As soon as the eldest princess walked out of the palace, she saw the younger sister wandering in the corridor with a bored look on her face.
"Sister..." Seeing her sister coming, the little princess stopped talking.
"Okay, don't worry, the eldest sister will teach you the magic of demonization." The eldest princess stroked her sister's head: "Didn't my father also say that he forgives you?"
"But...it's so embarrassing!"
"What's there to be embarrassed about? Can't we just do it better next time?"
"Then after I learn it, can I demonize him?"
"No, now that Cohen Keda is the emperor of a country, according to the agreement, he cannot be demonized. This matter depends on the timing and the method must be clever."
On the same day, Paradise Island, Princess Palace.
The two princesses of the Guangming Clan were sitting opposite each other in the garden. The princesses looked peaceful. It seemed that the last meeting with the demon princess had cleared up their past feud.
There was an opened letter on the desks in the middle, and both princesses' eyes were fixed on the letter.
"Unexpectedly, Cohen Keda still has the potential to become an emperor, and he actually used this incident to spy on the reaction of the gods to his ascension to the throne." After a long time, the little princess spoke: "There was no reason to hate him before.
Now I finally found one."
"It's just a small matter." The eldest princess supported her chin with her wrist and said softly: "It is the usual practice for new emperors to take care of them."
"But this time is different." The little princess frowned: "If we take care of him, the thousands of priests in the temple will lose their heads."
"Why do those useless people come here? Keeping them alive can only do bad things." The eldest princess smiled lightly: "I understand that you don't want the reputation of the temple to be damaged. But in the end, the temple is just a tool for rule.
There is nothing reluctant to do in itself. As long as it is beneficial to the rule, it is worth doing."
"But sister, even if we do this, how long will this Cohen Keda be honest?" The little princess picked up the letter again and looked at it: "Sister, didn't you say that he has a very flamboyant personality, and will there be problems when he is the emperor?
"
"Killing these priests will keep him honest for a year and a half! Even if he wants to cause a little trouble, he has to find a good excuse carefully. Don't you think this is fun?" The eldest princess looked at various places in the garden.
He lingered: "In fact, my father is waiting to see his performance! When have you ever seen your father so happy?"
"I understand." The little princess nodded: "Then, I'll let the red priest go there!"
"This is a good idea. Just let the remaining two red priests go." The eldest princess drew circles on the table with her fingers: "Koen Keda hates the red priests even more than Luman.
Think about it, how interesting it would be to watch your enemy deliver orders."
"Sister, how bad is this! Didn't you say you can't stimulate him?"
"No, this is not exciting, this is a small test." The eldest princess gave a sweet smile: "He dares to test you, so you can't test him?"
"Aren't we going to give him a prize after the test? How can I give him any sweetness?"
"Stupid girl, you can go yourself!" (To be continued)