In the next few days, I will not be idle at all. I will work out a detailed secret development plan with everyone.
The so-called secrets include smuggling and various commercial affairs, as well as the expansion of civil power under Amaterasu's name. Finally, I removed Mafa from other affairs and let him use his own expertise. First, I relied on Dill and Tianzhao.
The two major systems of intelligence were developed and eventually built into a strict and independent intelligence agency.
As for Fichet, me, and Dill, just as we agreed that day, we would keep silent about God's matters, even when there were only three of us.
These past few days have been fulfilling and enjoyable.
Perhaps it was because I was attached to the tenderness that had just appeared on Dill. My injury had long since healed, so I just stayed in bed and refused to get up.
Dill had already noticed that I was faking it, but he didn't say anything. Neither of us wanted to part with this opportunity to promote our relationship, and both wanted to keep it alive for a few more days.
However, fate likes to joke with people the most. Within a few days, a letter was delivered to Fichet and me.
The content of the letter is very simple. I, the Dark Governor, are urgently ordered to accompany His Highness the Prince back to the Holy Capital. I will set off immediately from the moment I receive the letter without delay.
Signed by Cremer Charme, Emperor of the Empire.
This was so overwhelming that we had to leave immediately.
Fichet and I took action immediately, assigned "homework" to those left behind as quickly as possible, said goodbye to everyone one by one, and rode on the road.
My heart felt sour as I recalled Dill's cute and angry look with a hint of resentment when we parted.
Fortunately, the weather was good, and a few days later we returned to the Dark City with the first money we earned.
When I saw the tall city wall and thought that this was a city I built with my own hands, I couldn't help but feel proud in my heart!
I had just entered the city and before I had time to say anything to my three wives who had been separated for a long time, I received a second letter from His Majesty. The letter asked me to bring at least three thousand elite soldiers from the darkness to accompany me. The tone was urgent.
Although I was confused, I still followed the instructions, and Fichet and I selected 3,000 of the best soldiers in the expanded training camp.
This is due to the streamlined and efficient organization of Dark City. With good and comprehensive training, these soldiers are in very good condition, and they have all completed complete infantry and light cavalry training. Each of them is full of energy and is proficient in bow and horse.
With the addition of fifty Guards members, my current army is completely different from the previous one.
In addition to Grandpa Martin, whom Your Majesty named in the letter, I also took Uncle Tenacy and Uncle Wilbur with me.
Anyway, they are idle, so they might as well go on a "tour at public expense" with me. If anything happens, there will be two more people to help.
We finally arrived at the Holy Capital within fifteen days, within the time limit set by His Majesty.
As usual, the large army stopped ten miles outside the Holy Capital City. Only the members of the Guards and I protected Fichet as he entered the city. Since we didn't know what was going on, Fichet and I hurried straight to the palace.
His Majesty received us in the Royal Garden. The couple looked as handsome as ever, with no missing arms or legs.
Seeing that His Majesty and his wife were intact, and there was no look of worry or anxiety on their faces... Fichet and I finally let go of our hanging hearts along the way, and in the blink of an eye, we felt that we were wronged for traveling all these days.
"Your Majesty." I was allowed to sit on a stone bench: "May I know what exactly happened?"
"This is a big event for you." His Majesty looked at his son who was almost as tall as himself with satisfaction: "Fichet is going to attend an important meeting to sign a treaty of historic significance."
"Meeting?"
"treaty?"
"Yes, actually the purpose of this meeting is not that." His Majesty explained: "On the dividing line between the divine kingdom and the demonic kingdom, there are three divine kingdoms at the forefront. In other words, these three countries are the entire divine kingdom.
outpost."
"So what?" I asked.
"This meeting is held irregularly." His Majesty flicked my head: "The real purpose is to allow the heirs to the imperial power or important figures of the three divine kingdoms to meet and get to know each other so that we can communicate better in the future."
"If you put it this way, I understand! Signing the agreement is just an excuse for everyone to find a chance to meet..."
"You think this kind of activity is unnecessary, don't you?" His Majesty asked me. He looked at me as if he knew me very well.
"No! I think it's very interesting!" I said with a smile: "It's great to meet everyone! We can also have a party or something, and maybe we can introduce each other's beautiful sisters..."
"If I keep talking to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you up." His Majesty stared at me and said, "It's better to let your Aunt Nasher tell you!"
"This is a serious matter, you two little bastards, please listen carefully." Queen Nasher said to us with a smile: "Actually! There are very few such opportunities in an emperor's life, where he can go directly
Face-to-face conversation with another emperor, let alone three future emperors. Good communication and personal friendship between the emperors will be very beneficial to the future relations between the three countries, so this is an extremely rare opportunity, Fichet can't help but
Can be missed.”
"So that's it!" I nodded and said, "Do you want me to protect Fichet?"
"You can say that." His Majesty said: "This is an opportunity for you to exercise. Can you guarantee that you can come back safely?"
"I promise!" I said loudly.
"Why?"
"Because I have elite soldiers! I have firm beliefs, and..." I smiled and said: "There is also the imperial general that your Majesty has been hiding, the deputy commander of the entire Dark Province army, and the grandfather of my two wives.
,Martin Luther!”
"Hahaha! I've heard it all." His Majesty laughed loudly and said: "Some people call you a rogue governor, and some people call you a rogue governor... But in my opinion, you will make many people live in nightmares.
The devil’s governor is the right one.”
"Yes! Haha." Fichet said with a smile: "Someone has already called him that!"
"Oh? Who is it?"
Fichet told His Majesty and his wife what we had done in Wampu, but he carefully concealed the two things of opening a brothel and smuggling... because I had discussed with him beforehand that if these two things were leaked,
Both of us are lucky to have blossomed butts.
Therefore, in Fichet's words, opening a brothel has become an investment in entertainment, and smuggling has become a legitimate business.
The funny stories made His Majesty and his wife laugh constantly. When she heard that I planned to frame Dill Merlin, Aunt Nasher almost twisted my head off.
"It is certainly beneficial to entrust the construction of the navy to such people." When he heard about the water tribe, His Majesty said: "But Cohen, how can you guarantee the loyalty of this race?"
"I will add a large number of soldiers from other races to the navy. The Shui tribe will mainly serve as technicians, and the command will be in my hands." I said, "At the same time, I am planning to gradually move the Shui tribe inland."
"What about before that?" His Majesty was not satisfied with this explanation.
"I will create a situation." I said: "I will not let the water tribe develop a comprehensive economy and agriculture. They will be cold and hungry, and we can provide them with all this and more... They want
You have to rely on me to survive!"
"Yes, it seems that there is already a shadow of a governor." His Majesty said to Aunt Nasher: "Look, he is indeed the son of Wei Su! Another guy who allows me to worry less."
My face felt a little hot when I heard His Majesty's praise.
"Okay!" His Majesty said, "Then you will set off tomorrow. Is there any problem?"
"No problem!" Fichet and I stood up.
"Children, seeing how you look now reminds me of Wei Su and I back then." His Majesty touched our heads and said, "We are really exactly the same! It's just that our personalities have been exchanged... In this world where gods and demons are about to fight.
On the eve of the eve, you must be careful."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty." I said, "I will definitely let His Highness Fichet come back safely!"
"What I want is for you all to come back safely. Fichet is destined to be with you. If something happens to you, where can my son find a partner like you?" His Majesty said, "Although the meeting location is relatively safe,
But you still can’t be careless. I’ll give you fifty more magicians! Listen to Martin along the way, that guy has been planting fruit trees for this meeting for many years.”
"Yes!" There are already more than a hundred elf magicians in my army, and adding these fifty will make it even safer. But why did Grandpa Martin plant fruit trees for this meeting?
"Then you will stay here today." His Majesty said to me, "We will leave directly tomorrow."
"As you command!"
The next day, under the escort of 30,000 cavalry, we left the Holy Capital. Because the meeting location was set at a border city of the Pota Empire, we had to walk for a long time.
I heard from Grandpa Martin that there was a very big temple there, one from a long time ago... But I cursed in my heart, what a shabby temple, it actually took me leading the team to walk for almost a month, and it also had to pass through two
nation!
Grandpa Martin was in a very high interest. He was either pointing out the beautiful scenery on the road to show us, or helping Uncle Tenasi and Uncle Wilbur plan to repair Geert and Moya together. He yelled and said, "Let's eat together and wait to die!"
The spitting stars from the sky made Haiert and Moya disgraced along the way.
The road from the Holy Capital to the border is not difficult. After all! Our Sibia Empire is an empire with developed commerce. No matter how difficult the terrain is, it has been smoothed out by the frequent caravans.
When we arrived at the border, the cavalry escorting us stopped. They will stay here waiting for us to come back. The rest of the way is up to me!
The emperor of the Liva Empire was quite interesting and sent 10,000 cavalry to the border to pick up Fichet. We first met up with the princes of the Liva Empire who were attending the meeting, and then set off together.
Even though there were more people escorting me, I still didn’t dare to be careless at all. Not only did I work out the itinerary in detail with Grandpa Martin every day, but I also had to coordinate with the guard general of the Riva Empire. If something happened to Fichet, no one else would be involved.
If you come to settle accounts with me, I won't be able to forgive myself.
In the public eye, Fichet also looks serious. No matter who he interacts with, he always displays a standard princely demeanor. Although his expression is kind and elegant, it makes people feel that he is always unattainable.
He is also a prince, but the prince of the Liva Empire is an idiot! Really, that's what I thought when I saw this guy for the first time.
His whole body was extremely glamorous, covered with jingling ornaments, and he had to change his clothes several times every day from morning to night... What was even more outrageous was that he actually put powder on his face! Just looking at him made me want to vomit.
How much can a skinny guy eat? But every meal he has has to have ten main dishes, fifteen side dishes, and five desserts... Not to mention missing one dish, even one missing condiment.
The chef that day was also determined to have a happy butt.
Travelers on the road can just find a place to stay, but this prince refuses to do it. He has to make decisions about sleeping every day... The scenery must be good, and the place must not be too small. The place of the Liva Empire will be ruined along the way.
The government was in chaos and hundreds of houses were demolished.
Originally, this guy came out on horseback, but after walking for three days on the road, he had to take a car. Two horses? No! Four horses? No! Finally, I found a twelve-horse cart.
He, he also complained that he was not impressive enough... Bah!
Generally speaking, regardless of their status, idiots don't have many hobbies, and the same goes for those at the prince level. Apart from talking about style, idiots can only prove their "ability" with women.
Of course, this guy has received guidance from an "expert". He knows that his body is not very strong. If he wants to experience a sense of conquest with a woman, the choice of partner is very important, and the method is even more essential.
Therefore, in addition to good looks, the women sent to him by the local magistrate of Riva also had a common characteristic, that is, they were "old, weak, sick, and disabled."
During the march, the sound of whipping would be heard from his carriage. At the camp, screams would be heard from his room... When I saw a little girl covered with wounds being taken away by the magistrate, I
There was an urge in my heart to kill him.
Originally, this was his living habit. If he didn't bully me, I wouldn't have anything to blame him. But this guy had to drag Fichet to chat several times every day, and I also had to look at his pictures every day.
Pink face...
Because I really wanted to kill him, I wrote down his name. This idiot's name was Courbet.
In comparison, the guard general is much more pleasing to my eye, although he is also a strange guy.
He puts himself in a suit of armor all day long, covering it tightly from top to bottom, even putting down his face protection. Every time I talk to him, he just nods or shakes his head... This once made me
I was very unhappy, but later I saw that he was serious and meticulous in his work, so I forgave him generously. Well, this advantage of mine is rare, right?
His soldiers always only called him "general", not even his name, so I never knew his name.
After nearly twenty days of turbulence, we arrived at the territory of the Pota Empire and arrived at the ancient temple where the meeting was held.
The princes of the Porta Empire had arrived a long time ago, and the princes from various countries stayed in three places respectively - I could finally be separated from this idiot Courbet. Being with him made me very uncomfortable.
That night, Grandpa Martin called us together and said he had something important to tell us.
"What I'm talking about now is what I have experienced before, and it will also happen at the meeting tomorrow." Grandpa Martin said to us seriously: "So you must prepare early."
"What's going on?" Fichet asked, "Is it serious?"
"For Your Highness," Grandpa Martin replied, "It is very serious!"
"But, isn't it normal so far?" Heldt said.
"Yes, but something will happen at the meeting tomorrow." Grandpa Martin said, "It will definitely happen."
"Well..." I said, "Grandpa, please tell me more details."
Grandpa Martin nodded and told us the real purpose of this meeting.
"When I was young, I used to protect His Majesty Creamer when he came to attend this meeting. At that time, His Majesty Creamer was still a prince. It was also the night before the meeting that an old general who led the team told us about this...
…”
Martin's eyes sparkled, as if he had returned to his youth: "In this ancient temple, there is a huge underground cave, and there are many monsters living in the cave. This temple was built to seal this cave!"
"Does tomorrow's matter have anything to do with these monsters?" I asked.
"Yes, at tomorrow's meeting, once the three princes sign that bullshit agreement, the priests of the temple will open the exit of the crypt...hundreds of ferocious monsters will appear in front of us!"
"Why is this happening?"
"This is a test of the Temple of Light for the heirs of the three empires and other important figures." Grandpa Martin said: "Those who perform outstandingly will be summoned by the Temple of Light to go to Paradise Island to meet the God of Light."
"But as far as I know." Fichet said: "The Temple of Light never interferes with the arrangements for the heir to the imperial power!"
"It's one thing to intervene or not." Grandpa Martin said: "Our three empires are at the forefront of the Divine Alliance. Once a war breaks out, we will bear the brunt. The Temple will always target the future emperors and major ministers of each empire.
Let’s have a basic understanding of our abilities!”
"But can you tell your ability by killing monsters?" I disagree with such a thing.
"You can't tell if you kill Warcraft alone, but those who come to participate in this trial are all growing heirs. The temple will observe in a series of trials in the future, and then dispatch officials before the heirs of each country ascend the throne. Officials will be dispatched
The number of successors has a great relationship with the performance of their heirs. This is how our country’s current left prime minister came to be.”
"So that's it!" Fichet said: "Then how is my father's performance?"
"Your Majesty performed very well at that time!" Grandpa Martin said with a smile: "With the cooperation of Weisu, Your Majesty performed outstandingly in all the trials, so the temple only sent one left prime minister to our country. Some countries...
There are as many as a dozen officials dispatched!”
"More than a dozen? Be good!" I said, "Then I don't need to be the governor, I can just go home and farm."
"Yes, and the temple stipulates that the number of troops brought by each empire shall not exceed 3,500. Therefore, if you want His Highness Fichet to have fewer people like the Left Prime Minister after he ascends the throne, you will have to spend money tomorrow.
The power of milk!"
"Ah!" I slapped my face hard with the palm of my hand and exhaled a long breath: "Okay! Let's have a big fight! Grandpa Martin, tell us where the World of Warcraft will come from tomorrow. I want to