For the citizens of the Sibia Empire, this month is the most celebrated day in recent years.
For more than a year, the fate of the empire fluctuated between unpredictable changes. For the ordinary people, there was almost no good thing and only pain was brought to them.
First there was the torture during the war between gods and demons, then the torture during the rebellion, and finally the shock of the war against rebellion...
But now, it's all over, just this summer.
If citizens in other parts of the empire have a profound memory of this year, then the residents of the Holy City have an unforgettable impression of this year. Because they are in the heart of the empire, their lives can be said to be the most beautiful in this year.
The weather was precarious. And because of the war, many people were unemployed, and many even had their homes turned into rubble.
Until now, everyone is asking the same question: After the new emperor ascends the throne, will everything get better?
In fact, the new emperor did a pretty good job. Before he came to the throne, the traumatized Holy City was changing, and people's lives were slowly changing, bit by bit.
The army left the city and police patrols began to appear on the streets day and night, which was a sign of stability.
First of all, those families who relied on the rebels to make a fortune were unlucky, their people were taken away, and their property was divided up by the people in the street?
For these residents, the most important thing now is to have something to share. As for the fate of these former neighbors, who will really care about it? Wouldn't it be better to keep the leisure and think about what to eat today?
Secondly, a large-scale construction project began in the Holy Capital. The dilapidated city walls and destroyed streets were repaired in a very short period of time. The unemployed residents also had an opportunity to make money to support their families.
Markets all over the city are slowly returning to their former bustle, and businessmen from all over the world are gathering here again. They bring red wine and grain from other countries in exchange for various specialties from Sbia.
With the entry of the royal family, there are also some people from other races in the Holy Capital. Orcs, winged men, dwarves, and elves who did not live in human cities before frequently appeared in the Holy Capital. Some people even swore that they saw vampires.
... Some of them were wearing military uniforms, some were wearing court uniforms, and they all looked very distinguished.
The residents were surprised for a while, and it was not until later that they figured out that the next leaders of these races were all close friends of the emperor. For this reason, the emperor specifically allowed their races to enjoy the same treatment as humans, and they could be officials, join the army, and
Doing business... This reason is still acceptable to the people. The emperor is the emperor after all, and he can do whatever he likes.
As long as we talk about the emperor who is about to ascend the throne, their Majesty Cohen Keda... Because he has done too many things that make people laugh, the residents will first show a smile. Apart from smiling, they don't seem to know what to show.
What kind of emotion? I heard that His Majesty the Emperor beat his officer a few days ago...
Fortunately, the emperor did not forget an important thing. The date of the enthronement ceremony has been set. For this special day, September 1st, and for this special new emperor, the entire Holy Capital City was decorated with lanterns and lanterns!
Governors from various places who were invited to watch the ceremony came, nobles who had fled abroad also returned one after another, and even foreign envoys who were rarely seen in ordinary times also gathered in the Holy Capital.
It is said that the gifts they gave to congratulate the emperor on his enthronement were brought in a motorcade. Although I don’t understand why other empires came so far to curry favor with His Majesty Cohen, this is a rare honor.
In the end, the most important figures - the two envoys from the temple visited the Sbia Empire in person.
As we all know, His Majesty the Emperor detained nearly a thousand priests from the Holy City Temple on various charges a few days ago. His Majesty the Emperor even wrote a personal letter asking someone from the Temple to deal with the aftermath, but the Temple delayed sending someone to deal with it until now. This person was sent
The timing makes people suspicious.
After the carriages of the two special envoys entered the city, the people started all kinds of discussions...
But now, there are less than two days before the enthronement ceremony on September 1st. At such a critical moment, if the special envoys of the temple are causing trouble in the Holy City, how should His Majesty the Emperor deal with it? Any -
If the matter has something to do with the Gods, it is considered a top priority, and besides, the matter itself is not a small one.
Under countless attention, the carriage of the temple envoy stopped in front of the palace gate, and a high-ranking priest who accompanied the envoy arrived and followed the notified chamberlain into the palace.
"Report to His Majesty the Emperor." Soon after, the voice of the chamberlain echoed in the emperor's room: "The special envoy from the temple is visiting."
At this time, there was not only His Majesty the Emperor himself in the room, but also several princes and internal affairs supervisors who were discussing matters. After hearing the words of the chamberlain, everyone raised their heads.
"Are you coming now?" His Majesty Cohen glanced at Prince Weisu: "Then let them come in! Just say that I am still busy and let the dean of the academy receive them."
"Reporting to His Majesty the Emperor, the special envoys of the temple asked to open the main entrance of the palace. They said that they were envoys of the gods and they must be treated according to their status..."
"Who are they? If you don't come in and pull them down, I'll make a hole for them!" His Majesty Cohen was overwhelmed by a lot of complicated government affairs. Hearing this, he was furious and slammed the table on the spot: "What the hell is that?
Who? Who has the guts to bargain with me!"
Seeing that Cohen was angry, Princess Wensley beside her stretched out her hand and gently held her husband's hand to calm him down. The three princes were not surprised by the emperor's behavior at all.
"Your Majesty, there is a priest who wants to explain to you in detail." The chamberlain was also used to the emperor's temper and knew that the emperor was not angry with him. He stood calmly and replied: "He is downstairs, waiting for your Majesty's announcement.
Call."
Princess Feilin opposite her put down what she was holding and looked at her husband with a smile: "Let's meet him! It's good to listen to what he has to say."
Cohen straightened up, exhaled a breath of bad breath from his chest, and his tone softened: "Pass."
Unexpectedly, the status of the priest who entered the palace was quite high. Just from the look of his clothes, it was known that he should be a cardinal priest of the temple's cardinal court.
Cohen cursed secretly in his mind, then stood up and forced a smile on his face.
"Good day, Your Excellency, Knight of God's Blessing." The cardinal priest stood still after taking a step through the door, and saluted with his hands on his chest in a not humble and arrogant manner: "Good day, my lords."
Obviously, there is something wrong with his title. Although Cohen has not yet ascended the throne, everyone is already calling him His Majesty the Emperor. Even the cardinal priest who came last time is doing the same... There is naturally a reason for this priest to be called like this.
, or he is laying the foundation for the following conversation, or he is maintaining his own advantage.
"Good day, Cardinal Priest." Prince Weisu walked over with a smile: "It's rare to see him on weekdays. Did you have a hard time on the road?"
"Lord Weisu, you're welcome. I have my duty, and it's my duty to work hard." The cardinal priest nodded, his eyes still fixed on Cohen: "Please allow me to explain to the Divine Blessing Knight the candidate for this special envoy...
"
Cohen, who had a fierce look on his face, shook his finger and slowly approached him. How could the cardinal priest continue to speak?
Finally, Cohen walked up to the cardinal and pointed at Weisu: "Do you know who this person is? Who is he to me?"
"I know, Master Weisu is the father of the Divine Blessing Knight." The cardinal priest replied seriously, not knowing what he said wrong at all, and asked instead: "Am I rude in any way?"
"He is my father. If you are answering him, please look at him." Cohen snorted dissatisfied: "Not looking at him means disrespecting him; disrespecting him,
It means disrespecting me; and a person who disrespects me, no matter where he comes from, I will throw him out of the window - do you understand?"
"I understand, please accept my apology." The cardinal priest had no way to deal with this rogue emperor, and was not prepared to dwell on these minor issues: "I didn't mean to do it, please forgive me."
"You don't have to mind, because no one knows what the children will care about next moment." Vitai knew that Cohen would not care about etiquette, and the purpose of saying this was just to defeat the priest and gain some momentum for himself, but he was
As a prince, he could not be too rude. He smiled slightly and said, "Please come in, Cardinal Priest! We can sit down and talk."
Because of the previous encounter, the cardinal priest sat down after greeting everyone in the room one by one. Although his face remained normal, his concentration was no longer so focused.
"Tell me! Who are these two special envoys?" Cohen sat opposite the priest and asked directly: "Why do you want me to open the middle door of the palace to greet them?"
"As for the selection of the special envoy, that is a matter decided by the Gods. We, the Cardinal Court, just follow it." The cardinal priest didn't talk nonsense. He reached out and took out a secret document from his arms: "This is a letter from the Gods to you. Please bless me."
The knight takes a look."
Cohen took the letter suspiciously, opened it and only glanced at it a few times before his eyes became extremely cold, and he squeezed out a few harsh words: "Are these two candidates determined by the Gods?"
"Of course." The Cardinal Priest replied cautiously: "We don't have the right to decide on such an important matter yet."
Holding the letter in his right hand, he violently struck out with the palm of his left hand: "Bang!" With a sound, a short table next to Cohen had been smashed into pieces by him.
The people next to him didn't know what was going on and were all shocked. Because Cohen's eyes had become gloomy, no one else dared to speak, and the atmosphere in the large room was extremely depressing.
The cardinal priest had already been frightened by Cohen's gaze and lost the ability to think. He could still maintain his sitting position. His will was already quite firm.
Weisu stood up, fought off a group of guards who rushed to the door, took the letter from Cohen and read it.
After reading the letter, Prince Weisu was silent for a moment before handing the letter to Feilin beside him, and then said softly to the cardinal priest: "This happened suddenly, please wait outside the door, priest, and we will respond immediately."
"Okay... okay." The cardinal priest also wished he could escape someone's sharp gaze as soon as possible. He immediately stood up and walked out of the door.
The letter was passed between several people, and no one knew what to say.
"I told you last time that the Gods would retaliate for your tempting behavior." Prince Weisu put his hands behind his back and said to Cohen slowly: "How is it? Did my words come true?"
"Yes, my words came true." Cohen smiled coldly: "They just want to make me feel uncomfortable."
"Isn't this a good thing! - It's better to suffer personally than to suffer disaster for the entire empire." Weisu laughed: "Things happened because of you, so you must be mentally prepared to take the responsibility."
"I was prepared." Cohen shook his head and said in a dull tone: "I thought about many possibilities, but I didn't expect that it would be these two people. This kind of revenge really hit my weakness...
Frankly speaking, my current skills are not as good as theirs."
Wei Tong took a step forward and looked at his son with calm eyes: "Have you calmed down?"
Cohen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I've calmed down."
"Are you convinced?" Wei Su asked again.
"I'm convinced." Cohen opened his eyes: "But I won't admit defeat... There's a long way to go, let's wait and see."
"It's good that you have this spirit. I'm waiting to see you turn this round. This is not your fault alone. We feel equally uncomfortable." Wei Su nodded happily: "You are born with the instinct to despise everything.
This is what we don’t have, and it’s what I personally have been looking forward to. After the late emperor left, I thought about it a lot, and finally found that we lack nothing but a guy like you.”
"As you wish, I was summoned to come to you." Cohen replied with a smile: "You have nothing missing now."
Seeing that the father and son were talking very differently, Princess Feilin on the side shook the letter in her hand and asked: "You two, what should we do now?"
"Is that necessary?" Cohen and Weisu looked over at the same time and said in unison: "Open the middle door."
Soon after, amid a burst of royal ceremonial trumpets, the huge central door of the palace slowly opened, and brand-new imperial flags fluttered on both sides of the royal walk. Under the flags, the honor guards with neat military looks stood upright.
A welcoming lineup of this size has never appeared before, so that the officers and officials handling matters in the front palace stopped what they were doing and paid attention to this special motorcade. While others were speculating,
, another loud trombone sound sounded, and then it turned out to be His Majesty the Emperor, Cohen Keda, who was about to ascend the throne.
He was wearing royal casual clothes embroidered with light blue and silver, and a ceremonial sword that was neither too long nor too short was hung on his waist. With a smile on his face, he walked towards the palace gate step by step as if relaxing, and finally stood at the palace gate.
Standing directly below, his figure stood out particularly against the soldiers in black clothes and armor behind him.
"Cohen Keda, the Divine Blessed Knight of the Sbia Empire, here welcomes the two special envoys of the Gods." A breeze blew by, and his long black hair floated gently on the back of his head. Cohen's black eyes also flashed with an unbelievable light.
His elusive and profound eyes said: "You two can get out of the car, follow this royal passage, and enter the palace you have been waiting for."
After Cohen finished speaking, there was a silence inside and outside the palace gate.
"Do you two want me to come over and ask you to get out of the car?" Cohen's mouth turned up slightly, giving an unruly smile: "In that case, I will be very happy..."
Perhaps it was the reason for the strange tone of Cohen's words. The closed car door opened, and two white-haired priests got out of the car one after another. After seeing the clothes of these two people clearly, all the onlookers
People uniformly exclaimed - they are two red priests!
This civil strife has lasted for so long. Everyone in the entire Divine Alliance knows about the grudge between the red priest and Cohen Keda. Even people on the entire continent know about the imprisonment of the red priest.
Judging from His Majesty Cohen's consistent performance, no one can stop him from losing his temper. The lives of these two priests can be said to be quite dangerous.
But now, these two people have come with the mission of the Protoss. If the emperor kills them, the Protoss, who want to maintain their majesty, will never stand still! What awaits the Sbia Empire will be a fate tens of thousands of times worse than civil strife!
The two red priests walked towards His Majesty Cohen with serious faces, and their steps were obviously a little frivolous. Although they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts at the moment, the onlookers were waiting for the moment when His Majesty Cohen broke out.
The irreversible moment.
Finally, the priests and priests in gorgeous robes stood in front of Cohen. I don’t know what tricks they had to save their lives, but the eyes they cast on Cohen were very firm.
"The two special envoys have worked hard all the way." His Majesty Cohen still maintained his unique smile: "The enthronement ceremony is imminent. I hope you two can resolve this matter immediately. During this period, you can live in the Holy City Temple. This palace is
This secular place is not suitable for the divine envoys to live."
Hearing His Majesty the Emperor speak in such a calm tone, the people around him were shouting that they were lucky, but in the next moment, their previous fear was replaced by curiosity - why didn't His Majesty the Emperor have an attack? He hated these priests so much, and the Emperor
Your Majesty himself is not a person who is afraid of trouble.
The two red priests also looked at each other and smiled, feeling greatly relieved. They believed that this Cohen had finally bowed his head in the name of the temple, and their safety was no longer a problem. Of course, when others give face, they must also express themselves.
"Good day, knight, God bless you." Zuo Ji raised his hand and made a blessing gesture in an elegant way: "I wish you..."
"Stay away from me!" Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly turned against him at this time when he shouldn't have turned against him. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. His standing posture did not change, but a frightening aura filled every part of his body:
"Take your hands off!"
The two red priests stood there dumbfounded, their faces flushed red.
There was a sound of thin metal chains clanking lightly from the crowd around, and countless soldiers and officers put their hands on the handles of their swords. The followers who followed the red priest all looked pale and panicked.
No one knows what His Majesty the Emperor is thinking, and no one knows what His Majesty the Emperor is going to do. But there is no doubt that if His Majesty the Emperor says kill, then all the priests here will be chopped into pieces immediately, but in that case
If so, the entire empire will be plunged into a state of irreversible destruction.
His Majesty Cohen's cold eyes glanced from near to far, from left to right, at the subordinates who followed him in the war, and at the ordinary people with fearful faces in the corner of the square. At the end, his eyes had already
Become pity.
The hands that were clenched into fists gradually loosened, and the stern expression slowly turned into helplessness.
"You two are the special envoys of the Gods. They were appointed by the Gods to come to Sibia to handle the affairs of the temple. I opened the middle door of the palace to serve you politely. That is because I respect the great Gods. But the two envoys must understand one thing. I respect them both.
I don’t have any good impressions of you.” After a long time, His Majesty Cohen said slowly: “In another time, in another place, you can imagine the fate of the two of you... You are the special envoys of the Gods, I can’t bear it! But don’t take away my respect for the Gods.
Take this as a sign of weakness towards you, if you want to test my patience, I will go to the God King and take your two heads!"
The two red priests did not speak, and no one present doubted the authenticity of His Majesty Cohen's words - countless facts have long proven that there is nothing that this emperor cannot do.
The enemy is right in front of him, but this emperor who used to be lawless has endured this resentment today. This is not something that ordinary kings can do. No matter how this matter develops, for the sake of the empire and the people, the emperor himself will bear the consequences.
The grievances will definitely be remembered by those present...
"It's getting late, please invite the special envoy to come into the main hall to speak." The emperor turned around neatly and strode towards the royal council building.
The two priests who had saved their lives looked at each other, did not dare to say anything, and carefully followed His Majesty Cohen's footsteps.
After handing over the confession of the priest of the Holy City Temple in a stiff manner, even after finishing the matter, His Majesty Cohen put down another sentence of hope that everything would end as soon as possible, and then waved to see people off, without giving the two red priests any chance to speak.
.
"Your Excellency, Knight of God's Blessing, we only need one day to resolve this matter." When he reached the door, Zuoji turned around and said expressionlessly: "But before we leave, we have two more things to do.
."
"Say." Cohen lowered his head and looked intently at the bright red carpet at his feet.
"Please prepare the armor and sword of the God's Blessed Knight, we will bring them back." Zuo Ji answered very carefully, for fear of irritating him: "There is also an order from Princess Charlotte of the Light God Clan, to be sent before we leave.
Hand it over to Your Excellency."
"I will hand over the things belonging to the Divine Blessing Knight myself." Cohen did not raise his head or think about it: "As for that order, why not give it to me now."
"The time is set by Princess Charlotte of the God Clan. We have no choice but to obey..." Zuo Ji's words were interrupted by Cohen's gesture. Her Majesty Cohen raised a finger and pointed at the door.
The two priests hurriedly exited the hall, their former majesty long gone.
Cohen was silent for a while, then stood up and took a few steps forward, then turned around and stared at the golden throne with his flickering eyes for a long time. In the splendid hall, illuminated by hundreds of magic lights around him, the sky was illuminated.
The golden throne in his eyes seemed so lonely, so heavy, and so depressing.
A sound of slight footsteps slowly approached and stopped behind Cohen. A pair of gentle arms passed under his sides and hugged his waist. Cohen gently closed his eyes and exhaled.
No one wants to talk, and there is no suitable thing to say. Both of them hope that this moment can continue, even if it only lasts for a moment. (To be continued)