In broad daylight, the unconscious emperor of the empire was sent to the entrance of the palace by the evil dark demons, and the cause of the coma was a serious injury that penetrated the body. In any empire, this kind of thing would cause the subjects to go crazy, panic, be at a loss, and even...
It led to the collapse of the entire royal system. But in front of Sibia's Youshuang Palace, this theorem may not be able to continue.
In fact, there is no special reason, it's just because it's not the first time that their Emperor has encountered such trouble, and it's not the first time that they have dealt with this kind of thing, and they seem busy but not chaotic.
Just when the three demon generals turned around, the human wall separating the demon generals from His Majesty began to thicken again, until it reached the size of nine thousand people. The magicians deployed thirty sets of magic within this distance.
To defend His Majesty, hundreds of groups of hunting teams are roaming around the periphery, and every Sibian among them has the belief to fight to the death to protect His Majesty... It can be said that whether it is material or spiritual, these are human beings
The strongest defensive formation in the world.
The elven maids sent from the harem appeared with various items in their arms. Dozens of them ran to the corresponding positions and pulled up a curtain to let the other maids enter before the elders. The soft couch that had come with His Majesty was unloaded on the spot.
, His Majesty's clothes were also taken off by the closest maid, and every item was passed out through the opening on the other side and sealed under the attention of the Chief Liaison Officer.
Bai Ying and several elven elders changed Cohen's clothes while roughly inspecting his injuries. Although it was rough, not even the hair or the seams between his toes were missed. Although Cohen's wounds had been treated, they were still damaged by sharp weapons.
The traces of the piercing still remain on the skin - that circle of new skin is very conspicuous on His Majesty's wheat-colored skin.
"Your Majesty's body functions have been repaired by advanced healing magic, but the method is not meticulous. We need to check it in detail." The oldest elf elder used a secret method to examine Cohen's wounds, and looked up at the idle crow standing aside.
In the past, it seemed that I valued this man's opinion.
Crow glanced at Cohen's wounds and replied coldly: "Move."
Then, everyone's eyes returned to Bai Ying, who nodded: "Send him back to the harem."
The elf maids put Cohen on the new soft couch, lifted him up and walked away. Although their steps were light, their speed was not slow.
We walked all the way through squares and palaces, and finally came to the bedrooms of the four imperial concubines. On the ground floor of Youshuang Palace, this is the most heavily defended place.
As soon as Cohen was placed on the bed of the first imperial concubine, the four imperial concubines rushed over from Baohua Building.
Seeing the soft couch that the First Imperial Concubine sat on and the soft couch that brought His Majesty in are put together, one can't help but sigh: History is always surprisingly similar, and the current situation of His Majesty and the First Imperial Concubine is almost the same. Why?
Why can't you get out of this vicious cycle?
Without any unnecessary words, the detailed inspection of His Majesty began. The imperial concubines watched nervously and took the time to sign the urgent documents sent. One after another, senior officials and generals who had dealt with urgent matters also arrived.
In the end, the entire top management of Sibia moved their offices to the garden of the palace with a tacit understanding.
Secretaries holding documents came in and out along specially opened passages, and even the palace cooks knew where to deliver meals and drinks. Of course, there were also eye-catching exceptions among them, such as a certain person who had made enough capital for himself today.
A cardinal priest, he was sitting calmly under a moonlit tree, writing a report nonchalantly. No one paid attention to him, and he had no intention of striking up a conversation with anyone.
After another two hours, the treatment authorities gathered at the bedside finally put down the curtains and took out the examination results. In general, His Majesty's condition was basically normal, the wounds were repaired in a timely manner, and the body functions were intact.
There was no irreversible damage, and even the new skin was very delicate... The only bad news is that His Majesty is still unconscious.
Fortunately, this is not the first time His Majesty has been in a coma, and His Majesty's relatives also have better mental endurance than others. Although the big bosses looked at Cohen with anxiety, they were better than before when they didn't know any news about Cohen.
, some people even started discussing difficult official matters with a certain imperial concubine without even turning around.
For them, Cohen's coma is not the worst situation, because he will always wake up. From this point, we can also see the handling style of Sibia's senior management: they are pragmatic people and are better at accomplishing clear goals.
things, such as how to deal with the follow-up issues of the fight between the three demon generals in the city, how to deal with the Light Gods, or how to wake up someone from a coma...
The most unique royal meeting in history began unknowingly. There were a total of twelve participants, but among these people, four could never speak: Cohen, who was lying on the bed like a dead dog, watching intently.
The elf elder who was in Cohen's physical condition, the white shadow standing beside the bed with his eyes downcast, and the crow leaning on the door frame and taking a nap.
"I think that although the Demon General has left, this matter is not over, and this so-called ritual is not over either." Among the speakers, Moya sat the most upright: "Cohen came back injured, which proves that the Dark Demon
The clan used coercion against him."
"The problem is that Cohen is still unconscious, and we have no way of knowing the details of the situation at that time." Haiert walked around the room restlessly: "Has Cohen agreed to the demons' conditions? What is the price of the injury? How can we cooperate?
His plan?"
"If Cohen agreed to the conditions of the demons, why would he be injured?" Jack rarely had a chance to speak. He was more often thinking: "If Cohen had not agreed to the conditions of the demons, how could the demons be willing to send him away?"
return?"
"Instead of pinning our hopes on finding out the truth, it is better to focus on more practical things. When Cohen wakes up is not determined by our will. But since the demons have sent Cohen back, it means that we are temporarily
After passing this level." Mafa kept putting himself in a relatively dark corner, and then began to speak: "The most urgent task is to first decide how to face the Light God Clan. Don't forget that we predicted early on that they would come.
trouble."
"Yes, we must make up for the loopholes we can think of in advance. The Bright God Clan has been accumulating resentment against Sibiya, and it will not be a trivial matter." Feilin, who looked serious, sat on the edge of the bed and presided over the meeting: "Just look at this
From the actions of the Sub-Devils, we should know that there is a certain degree of tacit understanding between the gods and demons, or that Cohen's current coma is the opportunity that the Light Gods have been waiting for. If we take this opportunity to attack Sibia, we will get twice the result with half the effort, right?"
Although Feline kept talking, she still held one of Cohen's hands tightly. Kelly and Wensley supported her on the left and right. The two princesses were in charge of different affairs. In such an emergency,
, generally won’t speak.
"It's not a devastating blow, after all, the contract business group has just been established." Dill, who was sitting a little further away, was responsible for recording. She listened carefully to the conversations of everyone present and provided economic advice from time to time: "The most likely outcome is God.
The two demon tribes want to close the gap between Sibia and other human forces, and carry out a comprehensive, but not very deep, attack on Sibia in order to maintain the balance between the various forces."
"This round of blows cannot be avoided no matter what. Cohen has faced the demon's revenge alone. No matter whether he wakes up soon or not, we should naturally let us do other things." Moya said at this time.
This is what everyone is thinking: "So, I hope that when dealing with the matter of the Light Gods, Cohen will not be involved."
"I'm afraid the Light Gods won't think so. If we deal with this matter without Cohen waking up, it may not be a good thing for Sbia." Felin shook her head and said what she said
Worry: "The affairs of gods and demons have always been the most difficult thing for Sibia to deal with. In fact, Sibia has been able to deal with gods and demons many times only because we have Cohen here."
Feeling that Feilin's next words were important, everyone listened with bated breath.
"Let's look at it from another angle. Sibia persisted even under the blame of the Light Gods even when Cohen didn't wake up. So how will the gods and demons look at Sibia? Will they think that the emperor
Will he still be powerful without being in the empire?" After looking at everyone, Feilin continued calmly: "Will the ability that Sibia possesses not be tolerated by the gods and demons because of this? So that it will turn blame into destruction? Or even
…or even directly targeting Cohen?”
"What a fucking trouble." Haiert breathed out in great depression: "When you have no strength, you have to fight hard. Now that you have some capital, you have to hide your strength..."
"So, we have to bear a certain amount of blow?" Moya thought for a while before saying: "It is not easy to win a battle, and it is even harder to fight such a defeat that does not damage the fundamentals. Felin, what do you have in mind?
A feasible idea?”
"Things that are too detailed have not yet been formed, and there is only a vague idea at the moment. There should be a time limit for the Light Gods' revenge on us, because the ritual performed by the Demons on Cohen has always existed, and the Gods have to face this problem.
Feilin replied: "Although Cohen hasn't woken up yet, the demons will not give up what they have not finished. They will definitely have a follow-up, probably very soon."
"The strike action of the Gods must be within this period, otherwise they will collide with the Demons. If they meet head-on, things will become difficult to deal with...and then?" Mafa was attracted by Feilin's words and couldn't help but
questioning.
"We can choose not to confront the attack of the Protoss head-on, but adopt a... strategy of confusing the audience." Feilin organized her thoughts and continued: "We must use various conditions to release smoke to interfere with the Light Protoss' attack.
The judgment of the situation in Sibia made them hesitant and unable to predict the outcome of the attack, making it difficult for them to take action."
"What kind of situation would make the Light God Clan undecided?" Haiert touched his chin and started walking again.
Feilin didn't say anything else, she just looked at Moya and Mafa with a little hesitation in her eyes.
Mafa's eyes looking back at the past did not change, but Moya understood Feilin's thoughts very well, nodded to her and said: "Feilin, the current situation is very difficult, and any fact is worth trying. In private, you are
The first imperial concubine; as a duke, you are the first internal affairs supervisor. Before Cohen wakes up, you are the first leader of Sbia."
With Moya's words, Mafa also understood that after the last incident, Feilin may have psychological shadow on certain things, so he solemnly stated: "At the meeting, we may have different views on your proposal.
But after the meeting, your orders will prevail."
Geert stopped and nodded to Feline, and Jack looked at her with unreserved support.
"I think... this is a very risky strategy." Felin calmed down and said slowly: "If the current Sibia Empire causes a series of turmoil due to Cohen's coma, the conflicts between various factions will
The conflict has been intensified and may even trigger a local rebellion. So how will the Light Gods view this situation? Will they take any rash actions against Cohen?"
"You mean that because of Cohen's coma, Sibia fell into a state of leaderlessness. All parties are planning for themselves. The situation has become confusing, with rumors, turmoil, and rebellion..." Mafa followed the instructions of the first princess.
The thought continued, fingers mingling unconsciously, eyes flashing: "Very imaginative, very bold, and very dangerous."
"I understand, Felin, you want the Light Gods to see a turbulent Sibiya, and this situation is just because of Cohen's coma. If Cohen is lost, the Sibiya Empire will inevitably collapse irreversibly...
No, at this time, any punishment imposed on Sibia by the Gods will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back." Moya said in a deep voice: "Then, in the good show that the gods and demons have been looking forward to, Sibia cannot do anything.
I can play any leading role."
"The idea is right, but people will die in war, and the same is true for chaos, let alone total chaos." When the first princess said this suggestion, Haiert had already begun to think about it: "This is a plan that puts people to death.
And although the countermeasures of the descendants are fake, if we want to make the gods convinced, we need to invest a lot..."
"There is no need to kill or injure innocent people, because we are not resisting the Gods, but just delaying time." Felin said the key point: "We only need to make a sign of confusion enough to interfere with their judgment within the specified time limit.
That’s it.”
"It will be very difficult to grasp the boundaries. If you do too much or do it too much, it will be counterproductive." The military judge expressed his opinion: "Besides, this plan must be based on the protoss attaching importance to Sibia - if they don't attach importance to it,
Sibia, even if we finish all the fun, it has nothing to do with them."
"The most important thing is to grasp the boundaries. We can formulate this carefully before implementing it." Mafa said: "As for the second point, the importance of Sibia in the eyes of gods and demons has increased with the rise of the empire's strength, let alone now.
Sibia is not independent. Any major events that happen in Sibia will affect this continent. Now, there are many major events entangled in Sibia, such as treaty business groups, expulsion of priests, territorial disputes...every time
Everything is related to the prestige and reputation of both the gods and demons."
"At least the dark demons will not give the gift of a demon general to the emperor of a third-rate empire, and Cohen was injured this time because he resisted the demons." Haiert's answer was more direct: "No matter how much resentment the light gods have, they will not
They will not face this fact."
"Actually, we don't know yet..." Feilin stopped mid-sentence.
"We said yes!" Hai boldly waved his hand: "This reputation of not fearing power must be put to good use!"
"What's wrong?" Moya caught the subtle expression change on Feilin's face and immediately stood up: "Feilin?"
Feilin's hands were shaking slightly, and her eyes were already looking at Cohen on the bed.
Emperor Sibia was smiling and raising a finger to his mouth - unfortunately this action was done too late, and immediately a dozen heads came to the bedside. If there was not a magic barrier arranged outside the room,
People outside can already hear the cheers inside!
Of course, other voices soon emerged. As the saying goes, there is revenge with a grudge, but there is no grudge to take advantage...
"Rebellion! Are you going to rebel?" Cohen's two hands were no match for a dozen hands that were groping up and down on the pretext of "checking the integrity of His Majesty's body and soul." Finally, he could only shout: "I'm going to vomit."
Spit!"
"Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!", "Bah!" It's okay if he doesn't threaten like this. As soon as he shouts that sentence, everyone will start to "bah".
To be strong... of course he was so fierce and ferocious that no one would really spit on him, but this scene was enough to give Cohen nightmares for three days in a row.
The imperial concubines who had been pushed to the outer circle had smiles on their faces, tears in their eyes, and their hearts were full of joy, but a little uneasy, and they all turned their attention to the elf elders.
"Okay, okay!" Moya, who was relatively calm, finally stopped everyone from taking revenge: "How is Cohen's health?"
"Everything is back to normal." The elf elder replied, "It will be fine after you rest for a while."
"That's good." Moya turned to Feilin and said, "Now that Cohen has woken up, the plan we just mentioned will have to change."
"What's the plan? Let's talk about it!" Cohen propped up his upper body and lay on the soft pillows that Bai Ying had put up behind his waist: "Crow, go ahead and get some chicken drumsticks, I'm starving to death!
"
"Why do you want me to go?" The crow by the door opened his eyes, and there was a clear question in his answer.
"Because you are closest to the chicken legs." Cohen's answer is always so unpredictable: "Don't let anyone know that it's me who wants to eat it."
The crow turned around and went out to look for chicken legs, and the people in the room told Cohen in detail the plan Feline had just mentioned.
After listening to this, Cohen gave Feline a thumbs up: "Although this plan is risky, it is an immediate and effective medicine. Don't give up. Just pretend that I haven't woken up..."
Then, Cohen was hit on the head, and everyone stared at him with an angry expression. He could only laugh a few times and explain his thoughts: "When I was in a coma in the past, you tried to create a situation where I didn't
The illusion of coma, if the gods want to know about this matter, they will know the truth."
"The same strategy cannot be used twice. This is a basic principle. The Protoss must have studied my style of operation, Cohen Keda, but this strategy was thought up by you, and it has no style of mine at all... Based on the Protoss
I'm very suspicious and cautious, and it will take some time to figure this out." At this point, Cohen smiled slightly: "Besides, now that I've woken up, are you still worried about the falsehood becoming true and uncontrollable turmoil?"
"Yes! Now that the situation has changed, we not only have to do something political, but also militarily. Those old nobles and surrendered governors have to take advantage of it, and all the prisoners on death row in the prison have been asked to change their ways of death.
." Moya nodded: "Make every effort to make the situation look like we are trying our best to save it but are unable to save it!"
"You have all thought of this step, what else can I say?" Cohen took the wine glass from Feline with satisfaction: "I just want to remind you that the focus of this matter is on the scope and details, not too much
Pay attention to the local causes and consequences, and... it would be a waste not to use Nizam!"
There was a sound of footsteps and the crow came in. The little princess sat on his shoulders with a majestic look and waved the two chicken legs in her hands. (To be continued)