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chapter Five

On that day, more than a dozen important government decrees were promulgated one by one, and the palace was busy. Not to mention other things, just signing and sealing the decrees made several internal affairs supervisors feel sore.

For officials in various ministries of the imperial court, for internal affairs supervision, and even for the emperor himself, the only benefit brought by this busy day is that after the promulgation of these decrees, the imperial government has generally entered a stable period of development. If there are no troubles,

, I haven’t had any other big things to worry about recently.

Of course, our General Staff Officer is an exception. He was almost driven crazy by His Majesty the Emperor's orders and is still busy in his staff department.

Also working hard is Abu, who has to stay by Cohen's side and sign and seal documents and decrees for him... It is Cohen's habit to think about official matters when others are relaying them. With Abu's help, the possibility of leaks is avoided. One person

There is no need to talk to Yi beast at all. Abu just reads the official documents, and Cohen's handling opinions are passed to Abu's head. The office efficiency is very high. Of course, this cannot be seen by other people.

In just one morning, His Majesty the Emperor completed several days of work. Then he opened the door, held his head high and laughed a few times, preparing to go out to have some fun. Today is a busy day, and officials from various ministries are not even eating.

He didn't have much time, so of course he wouldn't have the leisure time to come and cause trouble for him.

"Where should we go?" His Majesty Cohen leaned against the door frame and thought hard: "These guys don't have time! Feilin and the others also have many things to do, so they might as well go shopping..."

"Your Majesty the Emperor." Lucy in the courtyard walked towards the door: "Aren't you going to take a rest? You didn't sleep much yesterday, did you?"

"No need, it's very rare to have no one to disturb you, and what's even rarer is that even Princess Qinlun is not here. I might as well enjoy it and go to bed again when they come to see me for something."

Cohen chuckled: "You make arrangements, and I'll sneak out and have some fun."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to realize your Majesty's wish!" Lucy replied with a smile: "A friend is waiting for Your Majesty. I was ordered by Prince Vesuvius to see if Your Majesty has time."

"Really? No way?" After hearing this, Cohen's strong interest waned by half on the spot: "Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know who it is specifically." Lucy lowered her voice: "However, I saw a very elegant gentleman and a light and graceful young lady!"

"Miss? When did I know such a young lady?" Cohen was a little confused: "If she is really light and graceful...how could I not remember her?"

"Prince Weisu said that he is a friend of His Majesty! He is very beautiful and demure." Lucy confirmed again.

"Let me tell you! Among the women I know, there are not many who can be called friends, especially young ladies who are light and graceful. How could I let such a young lady go? Take them all back to me and become the internal affairs supervisor.

At this point, Cohen coughed lightly: "Of course, Lucy, you have always wrapped yourself up so tightly that you can't tell even if your body is light or something..."

"Yes - Your Majesty." Hearing His Majesty Cohen's teasing, Lucy blushed slightly: "Want to take a look?"

"Go." Cohen nodded: "Since it's dad's order, I will be beaten if I don't go."

"Your Majesty, please change your clothes first. His Royal Highness is receiving guests in the harem!"

Of course, the person that His Highness the Prince could meet on such a busy day would not be an unknown person. Cohen changed into casual clothes and followed Lucy to her parents' residence.

As soon as he entered the garden, Cohen felt that his father's guard leader, Uncle Maize, was looking at him strangely. In the distance, his father's laughter was also louder.

"Uncle Maize, why are you looking at me like this?" Cohen leaned close to him and asked softly: "Who is here?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I am just a guard." Maize replied seriously: "It is not my habit to chew my tongue."

"The look in your eyes makes me uneasy." Cohen didn't care about that much: "Tell me, you don't want your emperor to appear on the stage without any mental preparation, right? If he is stunned on the spot, it will be detrimental to the country's prestige."

"His Majesty the Emperor will not lose his composure." Maize replied with a smile: "Your Majesty will be happy to see such a beautiful lady, right?"

"You said something wrong. Don't beautiful and beautiful mean the same thing?" Cohen chuckled: "As the head of the prince's bodyguard, you should be familiar with literature, right? Well, if you don't tell me, I will send you to the Royal Academy.

Go and make up classes."

"Your Majesty the Emperor, I was once an honors student at the Royal Academy, and I graduated with third place." Faced with Cohen's threats, Maize also replied in a low voice: "Pretty and beautiful don't mean the same thing, right? A beautiful lady must be beautiful.

, and a beautiful lady may not necessarily be beautiful..."

Cohen had nothing to do with Mazer's insistence. He shook his head and walked forward, standing by the garden pavilion amid the announcement from the chamberlain.

Everyone in the pavilion stood up. Except for Prince Weiss and his wife, everyone else was saluting Cohen, so their faces could not be seen clearly for a while. One of them was a gentleman about the same age as Prince Weiss, and there was a lady wearing a

Elegant, wearing a simple black dress, this kind of look feels familiar to Cohen.

"No courtesy." Cohen walked up to this gentleman and stretched out his hand to help him. This was completely to give Prince Visor face: "Please sit down and talk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The gentleman stood up with a smile and looked back at Cohen. Cohen immediately opened his mouth in surprise.

"Uncle Earl?" Cohen looked at the elegant vampire in front of him: "How could it be you?"

"Why are you still calling me uncle Earl?" Kasseling came over and knocked her son on the head: "It's fine if you were a young boy before, but now you are the emperor! How long do you want to keep this child's faults? To many races

Speaking of people, saying the wrong thing or calling the wrong name is a big no-no."

"But... uncle Earl's name is very long, hehe! I can't remember it..."

"It's a coincidence that several foreign leaders have come to the palace in the past few days. You have to remember all their names... If you can't remember, don't eat." Kasseling said without caring about the friendship between mother and son: "Remember.

The name of the minister is the most basic obligation of the emperor."

"No way, Mom? I have hundreds of ministers!" Cohen was quite surprised: "Besides, the uncles' names are very difficult to pronounce!"

"It's hard to pronounce. How do others remember it?" Kasseling was unmoved.

"They don't need to remember hundreds of people's names..." Cohen put on a flattering smile: "Mom, can I use nicknames?"

"Use a nickname? I think you are looking for a fight..." Kasseling raised her hand again.

"No - I mean, use a title!" Cohen suddenly thought: "It's a title! It's an official title!"

"Oh? Your Majesty, are you going to ban me?" The vampire Earl, who was left aside, chuckled: "Then I would like to thank Your Majesty first."

"Uncle Earl, don't embarrass me at this time!" Cohen glared at the vampire leader with a helpless expression on his face: "How can I get a title suitable for you in such a short time?"

"Oh! That's not something that your Majesty needs to worry about, right?" The vampire touched his slightly curly mustache and said, "But His Majesty the Emperor cannot change what he says. If he goes back on his words, he will break his promise to the people."

"Ah! You guys ganged up to bully me!" Cohen clenched his fists and growled unwillingly: "I have a title, but uncle, you don't even get a single copper as a salary. I'm a pauper."

The vampire count shrugged: "It doesn't matter if you have money or not, I'm not short of money to spend - in fact, I don't use money very much."

"Then let's call him Earl of Night Spirit. Anyway, uncle, you often disappear in the night."

Cohen chuckled: "How about this account! Uncle, are you satisfied?"

"Does His Majesty the Emperor want to hear the truth?" Count Vampire replied seriously: "This title sucks."

"It's up to you! Otherwise, I'll ask you to boast about the earl, or brag about the earl."

Cohen finally regained his face: "Uncle Yiren must be very happy that you have such a title."

"Okay, okay, Night Spirit is just Night Spirit." Earl of Night Spirit sighed: "I hope that when others hear this title, they won't think of Nightingale first..."

"Beautiful lady, since you didn't raise your head, let me take a guess." His Majesty Cohen walked up to the lady and said, "Well! Simple hair accessories, complicated hair knots, fair skin, and natural

The fragrance...you are Weisha."

"That doesn't count." The young lady in black raised her head, with delicate features and shining eyes staring directly at Cohen, with a charming smile on her lips: "Brother Cohen, you are cheating."

"How am I cheating? I obviously guessed it." Cohen helped Weisha up: "Let me see, when did you become so beautiful? Your eyes seem to be able to talk."

"In response to His Majesty the Emperor." Weisha took a step back with a smile, held up the hem of her skirt and spun it around in a circle, tilted her head and said, "I have changed without knowing it - am I really beautiful?"

"Of course! It's absolutely fascinating." Cohen held Weisha's hand: "Your hands are cold, are you tired? Do you want some of your favorite drinks?"

"No need! My body is much better. As long as I don't use magic that consumes energy, I don't need to suck blood." As she said that, Weisha opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue: "If you suck brother Cohen's blood as soon as we meet, the four of you will

The princess sister will not let me go."

Cohen patted Weisha's face lovingly: "Didn't you have to suck blood every day before?"

"I was growing tall at that time!" Weisha pouted: "If you drink blood every day, you will feel disgusted."

"Come and sit!" Cohen pulled Weisha and sat down close to the elders: "Uncle Earl, why didn't you come a few days earlier?"

"I think so too! And Weisha has been clamoring to come to the Holy Capital." Count Night Spirit shook his head: "But there are still many things to deal with in our clan, especially recently, the dispute with the demon vampire clan is very difficult.

.”

"No way? Can they still cross the dividing line to cause trouble for you, uncle?" Cohen asked puzzledly: "Although this dividing line between gods and demons is not very strict, it can't be crossed by saying it, right? At least it can't be crossed, right?

That's how it is on the Subiya lot."

"The nominal iron wall actually has no effect on some alien races." Count Night Spirit replied: "On the current dividing line, even ordinary smugglers can pass through, let alone alien races with special abilities.

"

"Why is it called a dividing line?" Cohen smiled bitterly: "Uncle Earl, if there is anything I can do to help, just ask."

"I want to ask you to help me take care of Weisha, because there are many things in the clan that have not been dealt with, and I am too busy."

"That's no problem. I can even help you with clan matters."

"Cohen, this is not a matter of your words." Prince Weisu said softly: "The dispute between the divine and demonic vampires has been around for a long time, and it cannot be resolved overnight. You don't know the grudges passed down from ancient times, let alone

People who are not vampires."

"Is it so complicated?" Cohen looked at several elders: "We are so far apart, what disputes can we still have to let go of?"

"Competing for several sacred objects handed down from ancient times." Count Night Spirit smiled: "The dagger I gave you is one of them. Legend has it that whoever gets all the sacred objects can gain control over the entire vampire clan.

Control, and even involves a big secret."

Cohen's mouth opened wide: "Speaking of Count Night Spirit, I am grateful to you for sending me the dagger! But I never thought that you used me as a box to store treasures... This hand is not very beautiful, is it?"

"Because no one knows that this dagger is in your hand." Prince Weisu patted his son on the shoulder: "Besides, didn't it also help you? Judging from your character, no one can use this dagger.

Take away.”

"But I will probably give this thing away or sell it... In that case, won't everyone worry?"

"If you do that, you are no longer Cohen." Count Night Spirit said confidently: "I feel relieved if I leave it with you. Even if I don't get other holy objects, the other party can't get them all."

"But, uncle, I'm afraid you're going to be in a lot of trouble this time, right? You may even need to make special arrangements for your baby daughter." Cohen looked at Weisha beside him: "If you leave alone, Weisha will be worried."

"This is the mission of every generation of vampire patriarchs, and Weisha also understands it." Count Night Spirit looked at his daughter with loving eyes: "If I can't do it, then the next generation of patriarchs must also try their best to do it. There is nothing to say.

of."

"The next generation of patriarch?"

"Weisha's brother, Kainan."

"That's not okay. Kennan is my internal affairs officer. No one else can take care of the things he is responsible for. How can he get involved in something like this?" Cohen shook his head like a windmill: "I told you, uncle Earl, just give up on your own.

Kenan, I know you are here to exploit me today, so just come here."

"Well...but I'm in a dilemma!" Someone touched his mustache again: "How can I exploit my own Emperor?"

"Forget it if you don't tell me. I have a lot to do anyway." Cohen grabbed Weisha's hand and said, "Sister Weisha, let's go to the street to have fun. Don't disturb the elders when discussing important matters."

"Those sacred objects involve a lot of secrets! Isn't His Majesty the Emperor curious?"

Someone said slowly.

"Whatever! Uncle, you went to great lengths to find me, and you even used sacred objects as bait. It's definitely not an easy thing." Cohen turned around and said, "I don't have a lot of free time, so why do you want to take the trouble?

"

"Cohen, sit down." Prince Weisu laughed loudly and called his son, and patted Earl of Night Spirit on the shoulder: "You'd better tell the truth! Don't miss this opportunity."

"Okay, I didn't expect that His Majesty the Emperor would not be tempted again." Earl of Night Spirit nodded: "I would like to ask His Majesty the Emperor to help me obtain a few sacred objects. Only by collecting all the sacred objects can we uncover the secrets."

The mystery that has plagued the vampires for thousands of years."

"What kind of things are there?" Cohen propped his chin with his hand: "When will it start?"

"Three months later, representatives of the vampire tribes from the two places met at a certain place in the demon kingdom as agreed. The dagger you are wearing is one of them, as well as a bracelet, a short sword, and a scroll passed down from ancient times. We have

Two, and the vampires with demon attributes also have two." Earl of Night Spirit explained: "If we can gather four holy objects this time, many problems in the vampires can be solved, at least there will no longer be gods and demons.

The fight.”

"Three months from now! There should be enough time!" Cohen nodded: "But it's a bit troublesome to meet at the Demonic Realm. After all, we are not on our own territory. Can the other party also call for help?"

"Calling for helpers can only be regarded as a personal behavior. If it has nothing to do with the vampires, there is no point in calling them... I received news that the other party may call for helpers, so I made preparations in advance."

"That's it...how do you want me to help you?" Cohen stood up and walked in circles in the pavilion: "In a fight of this scale, you don't want others to know who is helping you. I can't

Send troops to come forward. Even people with superb martial arts skills will leak secrets if they send too many troops."

"That's the trouble."

"Let me think about it...how many people will the other party usually send?"

"There are close to twenty, and so are we." Count Night Spirit thought for a while: "But the manpower they prepared has been in actual combat status for a long time, and our people are obviously not comparable."

"Why are they in actual combat?" Cohen frowned.

"Almost all the masters of the Demonic Vampire Clan are working for various empires. They are diligent in their work and are naturally better than us old guys who live in seclusion."

"You mean they are working for various demon empires?"

"Yes, especially several important empires and the Demon Palace."

"Then, this matter will be easy to handle." A smile appeared on Cohen's face: "Uncle Earl, just keep in touch with me at any time and leave other matters to me."

"Your Majesty, has he come up with a solution?"

"It's easy to find the direction. We already have an idea." Cohen held Weisha's hand again: "Let's go! Pretty lady, let's go to the street to play."

"Come back early and wait for you to have dinner." Kasseling stood up and shouted twice, then turned back and smiled at the two men: "This kid still has such a wild heart." (To be continued)


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