Dragon King Albert is gone. He left Siris, the capital of the Airanthil Empire, and returned to his territory with decline and regret.
The dragon troops in the demon world also handed over their defense area to the follow-up troops who arrived in Ailan Hill.
Only a few orcs remained. They did not leave and had no intention of continuing to participate in the war. They just stayed where they were, as if waiting for some order.
Everything seemed to be changing quietly, and everything seemed to be the same as before. The Eilanhill Empire continued to increase its troops in the Demon Realm, and 200,000 regular troops passed through the portal, and then traveled by sea to the already prosperous port city of Stoffel.
The fleet heading south discovered another important port of the demons, which was the important demon naval base where Demon King Aresia had stayed before.
Subsequently, the Airansil fleet attacked there, and as a result, the demon troops stationed there surrendered to the Airansil Empire Navy. Waggron and Demon King Aresia exchanged views, and the two sides reached a tentative agreement.
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The demon army stationed at the port of Santoba will retreat, but the civilians will be protected. The Airansil Empire Navy will take over and transform it into a new transportation port.
In short, the expansion of the Elanthir Empire in the demon world is proceeding in an orderly manner. Demon King Aresia also immediately left for Mayne to meet Chris after communicating with Waggron.
However, this is like a pot of water about to boil. Although it looks calm, it contains intense energy.
Even if the world is truly peaceful, it does not mean that there are no more fights in every corner of the world.
In fact, battles have always existed. In the southern part of the Eilanhir Empire, a small town has just recovered from the ruins. On the outer wall of the castle that is full of traces of war, dead ivy can still be seen.
A nobleman looked down at the thin man lying on the ground, grinned with disdain, and mocked: "How can a guy like this be a hero by imitating others?"
The man was beaten to the point where he couldn't stand up at all. There were burn marks on his arms, and he no longer had the strength to even stand up.
Behind the noble, two soldiers in armor were holding an equally thin girl. The girl struggled hard, but she really couldn't break free from the grasp of the two sturdy men.
"Brother! Brother! Don't die! Brother!" Although the girl couldn't break away, she still kept shouting. She tried to wake up her brother lying on the ground, but the thin man who fell on the ground couldn't even speak.
It’s no longer possible.
The nobleman stepped on the thin man with one foot, and the proud look on his face became even worse: "His attack on the nobleman is already a capital crime! But because he is your brother, I not only let him go leniently, but
, how about finding him a doctor?"
"As long as you are willing to accompany me for a few days, this matter will be over! I can also give you a few gold coins..." The nobleman still stepped on the man with one foot, turned around and smiled disgustingly, teasing the man behind him.
The girl who was being held up said.
"You are shameless! You bastard!" The girl was quite chaste and scolded fiercely with her eyes wide open: "Even if I marry a devil, I will not stay with you!"
"Listen, listen... everyone has heard it! This family has another crime, liaison with the devil!" The noble laughed twice, and then said: "I will lock you in the dungeon.
It’s full of torture and interrogation! You will definitely like it! Hahahaha!”
At this time, among the ragged civilians watching outside the castle, a man stood up and shouted loudly: "Stop! There is a law here!"
"Look, look! Another nosy!" The noble snorted disdainfully, and then laughed: "Law? Hahahaha! I am the law! Idiot! The emperor's law has no control here!"
The man glared at the noble, opened his dry lips slightly, and cursed righteously: "You devil! His Majesty the Emperor will never let you go!"
"You won't let me go? What a joke! What a big joke! I am the lord here, and what I represent is His Majesty the Emperor!" The noble stepped on the thin man under his feet and shouted arrogantly.
Because he was so excited, the noble's hands were filled with flames, wrapping around his hands, looking so majestic.
Yes, he is a magician, a magician who was promoted along with the wave of magic. He was the lord of this place before, but now he has become the "acting consul" who surrendered to Elanthir.
After all, the territory of the Eilanhill Empire is so large that some newly occupied places simply do not have time to send out appointed consuls, so they can only let these original officials temporarily "act" as consuls, waiting for the real consuls.
After the official arrived, he handed over his power.
"His Majesty the Emperor did not allow you to rob civilian girls!" someone among the civilians shouted. They were the ones who had received the leaflet, which clearly stated that the Eilanhill Empire abolished all unreasonable powers of the nobles.
Among them is the so-called first night right!
"This is a rule! I am also doing it for your own good! Isn't it? If she enters my castle, at least she can have enough to eat every day! Freedom sometimes comes with a price, and obviously you can't afford this price!" Noble!
Some of them were angry but still threatened, "Do you still dare to rebel?"
We dare not rebel, but hatred is also real hatred. Such things happen almost every day in these remote areas, but when will it end?
Just when these civilians were furious and preparing to explode, a dragon roar suddenly appeared in the sky.
A huge fire dragon descended from the sky. The scales on its body were as huge as a human hand. Its huge figure of more than thirty meters looked even bigger under the sunlight.
When the giant dragon passed by the crowd, the shadow covered dozens of people like mountains. Everyone looked up involuntarily. In the dazzling sunlight, the giant dragon fell on the open ground and shrank.
It has two wings as huge as sails.
"Roar!" The giant dragon looked up to the sky and roared. Amid the roar, a middle-aged man in black robes turned over and jumped off the dragon's back.
He looked at the panicked crowd surrounding him, and then at the nobles and his guards in front of the castle.
"It seems I arrived at the right time?" The middle-aged man in black robe smiled meaningfully.