In the dim room, an old voice was screaming miserably, but the magicians outside the door turned a deaf ear, and seemed not to hear the already scary voice at all.
In the room, an old man was tied to a chair. The magic robe on his body was dirty and he was struggling to pull on the iron shackles that bound his hands.
The sound of metal hitting metal came one after another. He kept struggling and didn't stop until blood seeped out from his wrist.
"Let me out! You liars! I'm so blind! Why are you here? Bastard! You bastards!" The person shouting this at the top of his voice was Frunzberg, who betrayed Eiland Hill.
He was arrested half a month ago and locked in this dark cage.
"Let Travish come to see me! Why doesn't he dare to come to see me? Ah? He's a liar! I'm such a fool for believing your sweet words!" Frunzberg shook the chain on his arm vigorously.
Shout tirelessly.
It's not that he really doesn't feel tired, but because his mental state has been stimulated by magic to an extremely unstable state.
Now his entire spiritual level is separated from his physical body. This state was originally an immature means of stripping away spiritual power, used to create a god puppet.
Unfortunately, due to extreme instability, this method has now been abandoned. However, in the puppet empire, it still exists as a method of interrogating prisoners, or as a cruel punishment.
But now, Frunzberg is receiving such a punishment, which makes him extremely collapsed, and his whole person becomes crazy, as if he is mentally ill.
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Travis is sitting in his seat now, and no food or wine can make him feel comfortable anymore.
For the puppet empire, the current war situation no longer needs to be described as adding insult to injury - the northern regiment near Dole surrendered under the command of General Gusen, and the last organized unit of the puppet empire no longer exists.
Already.
As for the new army on the Mullen River defense line, everyone knows that it is just a miscellaneous army that can barely be called an army, and its combat power is really not enough to stop the iron hoof of Eiland Hill.
He was now filled with regrets, regrets about his original choices, regrets about the various mistakes made during the war, and regrets about capturing Frunzberg, a technician who was very important to the puppet empire.
Recently, without Frunzberg's technology, the research on some new weapons in the puppet empire has all come to a standstill.
After catching Frunzberg, he learned the truth from a group of corpse-free magicians. It turned out that many technologies were developed by Frunzberg, and they were just a group of people who took orders from Frunzberg.
Just an assistant.
Now that Frunzberg has been arrested, it seems impossible for him to continue working for the puppet empire. In this case, the technological innovation of the puppet empire has become a complete joke.
After calming down, he now realizes that the possibility of Frunzberg betraying the puppet empire is very slim. In fact, Alan Hill's superior move in chess should be due to his technical accumulation and knowledge that crushed the puppet empire, and leaked secrets.
It has nothing to do with things.
But it was difficult to get him to admit his mistakes. He did not dare to see Frunzberg again, and he did not dare to believe that Frunzberg would forgive his stupidity.
For him, people's hearts are the most difficult thing to control, and he doesn't dare to trust others easily. He has been betrayed recently, the new puppet empire has been growing, and he can now control fewer and fewer areas.
In this environment, he did not dare to trust anyone anymore, including of course the arrested Frunzberg. In his opinion, he would rather kill Frunzberg than
Let the other person out and give the other person a chance to betray you.
Another aspect is that he dare not admit that he was wrong now. Because if he admits a mistake once, someone will force him to admit more mistakes.
It's a small thing to admit that he caught the wrong Frunzberg, but if someone questions his declaration of war on Eiland Hill and thinks that it was a mistake for him to surrender to the devil, then how should he end it?
Do you also admit this mistake? Admit that you are so obsessed that you actually believed in the devil's temptation and became an enemy of mankind?
Then wouldn't his reputation in this life be completely ruined? Frunzberg, who had been thinking about these issues, finally opened his mouth and exchanged his waiter, and asked loudly: "That old guy...has he confessed?"
"Grand Magister's Pavilion, Your Excellency...that old guy hasn't confessed yet. He has been cursing some unpleasant things, and his mind has become extremely unstable." The waiter lowered his head and answered cautiously.
In recent days, Travish's mental state has not been very good. This elderly great mage has been devastated by the current war situation. He stays up all night every day, is irritable and irritable, and has long since lost the ability to be a great mage.
The elegance and peace of the mentor.
"Then use a mental stripping magic! Let him enjoy the most painful feeling in the world!" Travish was too shy to sheath the knife and said bravely.
"But, your Excellency, the Great Magister, in his current state, if another spiritual power is stripped away, he will probably collapse...if he dies?" The waiter swallowed his saliva and asked with some fear.
.
As Travish's waiter, of course he also knew that the other party seemed to regret arresting Frunzberg on trumped-up charges. So when he heard that Travish wanted to continue to be ruthless for his own sake,
, opened his mouth and reminded Travish in a low voice.
"Then prepare a puppet for him... just use the unfinished god puppet, don't waste it." Travish clenched his fists and ordered: "Let part of his soul live in this world.
Come on, isn’t this what he wants? Eternal life! I’ll give him eternal life! What can he hate about me? Huh? Hahahaha!”
At the end of the sentence, he started laughing slightly maniacally. He seemed to be very satisfied with his arrangement. His laughter was unbridled and reverberated throughout the hall.
"Yes!" Seeing Tara in this state, the waiter also knew that he could no longer persuade him. He felt that he could do a small favor for others, but if he had to pay for it, it would not be worthwhile.
After receiving the order, the waiter bowed and exited the hall where Travish was sitting, and a general in armor passed by him.
The opponent is wearing armor with magic inscriptions, and the style is much more gorgeous than the magic armor of ordinary soldiers. At a glance, you can tell that he is a senior general of a puppet empire, because such gorgeous and complex armor is rare nowadays.
The general walked into the hall, stood in the center, bowed slightly to Travish, and said loudly: "Your Majesty the Grand Magister! I came back from the front this time to report to you on the preparations for the Mullen River Defense Line.
situation."
"We are building enough fortifications, but the speed of puppet replenishment is really too slow. We lack replacement soldiers, and we have very few weapons..." He complained word by word, and every word he said made Travish feel
Extremely irritable.
Two days ago, Travish promised to add 200,000 puppet soldiers to the front line, but now he can barely mobilize only a pitiful 40,000 puppet soldiers.
Just half of these puppets are drawn from the production department, which is an extremely wasteful and overdraft behavior.
But for the entire Mullen River defense line, these supplements are of little help and cannot relieve the pressure at all.
Therefore, the general in charge of the Mullen River defense line was overwhelmed and rushed back to Bulkland in person to explain his plight to Travesh.
"If it is too late to replenish the puppet production, it is also possible to mobilize some civilians to serve as supplementary troops and replenish them to the front line." The general was not familiar with the price of firewood and rice, so he proposed a solution that seemed to be able to solve the problem.
But since his family knows his own affairs, Travish naturally knows that if he expands the scale of conscription and forcibly recruits some civilians to join the army, it will only make his support rate even lower.
Countless civilians have already fled to areas controlled by the new puppet empire for refuge. If he continues to recruit troops, it will only make more people turn to the new puppet empire and defect from him.
However, even if they drink poison to quench their thirst, they can't care about anything else at this time. Although letting the people defect to the new puppet empire is tantamount to slow suicide, if they can't hold up the Malen River defense line, they will die faster.
Therefore, the lesser of the two, Travis had no choice but to continue to forcefully recruit troops from the Malen River until there was no better way.
In fact, if it weren't for the arrival of reinforcements from the demonic troops, the main force of Airan Hill would have already crossed the Mullen River defense line.
Ten demons' floating castles and tens of thousands of demon troops arrived at the front line of the Mullen River to help the puppet empire hold on to the situation, allowing Travesh to stabilize his position to some extent.
However, when he felt the powerful space magic and heard Elanthir's announcement of victory over the devil at the Ludano River, his mood became more complicated.
The young mortal emperor had already established his momentum, and obviously no one could stop the new emperor from establishing his prestige now.
If he hadn't betrayed humans and taken refuge with the devil, then maybe he should be a hero in the human world now, right? At least he would have seemed to be living a very comfortable life like Ronsardele.
There is no regret medicine in the world, so Travish finally just sighed and promised: "I will immediately issue a conscription order, gather 200,000 people, and let them rush to the front line to fight immediately!"
The general finally got the promise he wanted, so he nodded, bowed slightly, and left the empty hall.
