As a group of mercenaries, who didn't know whether they were motivated by wealth or sex, all ran away, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward.
Princess Salute opened her mouth several times to ask about Griffith, but in the end she was unable to ask for some reason.
Because in her memory, it was Gus and Casca who rescued the dying Griffith, so theoretically they should have been together since then.
But she didn't know about the demon-ascension ceremony in which the entire Eagle Group was sacrificed, or about Griffith's transformation from a human into the Hand of God - Femont.
Likewise, Gus doesn't know how to face this princess who is basically the equivalent of the country's subjugation, as well as the unspeakable relationship between her and Griffith.
The two of them stared at each other in a stalemate for a long time. Finally, the young knight broke the silence and suggested: "This is not the place to talk. Let us take a rest in the woods ahead. Otherwise, the smell of blood will attract us."
We'll be in trouble if wolves or other beasts come."
"You are right, this is indeed not a suitable place for conversation."
Gus glanced at the mutilated corpses around him and the large amounts of blood scattered in the soil and grass and decided to agree.
In this way, three people and a carriage continued to move along the uneven dirt road for almost half an hour. After confirming that they were far away from the battlefield, they suddenly turned into a forest glade and started lighting a campfire.
After a while, the sky quickly darkened, ushering in the terrifying night.
As the war broke out completely in the east of this continent, many city-states and countries were even destroyed, so anyone who still had some common sense and sense would choose to camp beside the road.
That's basically telling everyone to come on, there are a few idiots here to rob.
Especially the light of a campfire, like a beacon in the dark, can cause all kinds of trouble in the wild.
Of course, Princess Sharut and the knight beside her definitely don't know this knowledge gained through experience.
Even the bonfire was lit by Gus picking up some dry wood from the surroundings.
Feeling the warmth radiated by the orange-red firelight, the princess, who was shivering due to the rapid drop in ambient temperature at night, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Perhaps because she was too hasty when she escaped, she obviously didn't carry too many things, not even a decent coat, only the gorgeous dress she was wearing.
The clothes of nobles are usually not very warm in order to reflect luxury and beauty.
The design with a lot of translucent lace in front of me makes it even worse.
When the temperature drops below 12 degrees Celsius at night, it won’t have any warmth-keeping effect at all.
Without a lit bonfire, you would probably catch a cold even if you were hiding in the carriage.
Fortunately, Sharut met Gus at a critical moment, otherwise what awaited her would have been the most terrifying and miserable ending for a woman.
She couldn't help but shudder when she thought about the way those mercenaries had looked at her naked and unabashedly, and how she might have been ravaged.
But she soon put these horrific scenes behind her and stared at the fragrant food in the iron pot.
As a mercenary and Avenger who has been wandering alone for many years, Gus often survives alone in the wild in order not to disturb others. He will only enter towns for supplies after the salt, dry food and condiments are consumed.
So he has already developed good cooking skills.
In particular, a few rabbits and pheasants shot with crossbows have become very attractive when grilled in olive oil.
In addition, Sharlut had not eaten anything decent for two days in a row since she escaped from the palace, so her stomach began to growl unsatisfactorily.
Not only her, but the young knight next to her was not doing much better either.
Although this young man from a noble family has obviously received good training, this does not mean that he knew how to survive in the wild after growing up in castles and palaces.
From the frustrated face and messy black hair, it is easy to see that this knight with fairly good fighting skills has suffered a lot in the past two days.
"Give!"
Gus put the roasted rabbit and chicken on wooden skewers and handed them to the two of them.
Although he always has a cold and repulsive attitude, he is actually a cold-hearted person who can always sense what the other person needs most urgently at the first time.
"Thanks!"
The princess and the knight thanked each other in unison, and immediately stuffed it into their mouths without caring about the perm.
They were so hungry after not eating anything for two consecutive days that even the etiquette education they received since childhood could not fight against their biological instincts.
In just about half a minute, almost three to four hundred grams of meat were eaten cleanly in three bites.
The young knight gnawed every chicken bone cleanly without any image, and even licked his fingers with an unfinished expression on his face.
In contrast, Sharlute's eating appearance was obviously much more gentle. Although she ate very quickly, she always stuffed it into her mouth in small bites.
After eating the whole piece of rabbit meat, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you going to find Griffith too?"
"Well, that's right, I'm going to kill this bastard myself!"
Gus showed a creepy grin.
"Kill...kill him? Why? Aren't you fellows of the Eagle Group?"
The princess was stunned for a moment, with shock and disbelief in her eyes.
"Because he personally sacrificed the entire Eagle Order.
By killing all of us, he becomes the devil and satisfies his twisted and pathological ambitions and desires.
Do you think Griffith is still the one who swore allegiance to the Kingdom of Midland?
No!
From the moment he was sacrificed, he was no longer a human being, but a demon from the abyss.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Otherwise, how do you think he, who was dying with only half his life left, recovered to what he is now?"
Gus shattered the princess's dream in the most direct and straightforward way.
"No! You are lying! How could a perfect person like Griffith do such a cruel thing? How could he be the devil from the abyss?"
Sharut obviously couldn't accept this cruel fact, so she covered her ears and screamed.
This princess has obviously been so well protected since she was a child that she has never seen the darkness of human nature and the dangers of the human heart, let alone what a careerist like Griffith who has climbed up from the bottom can do to achieve his goals.
What a crazy thing.
The only thing she remembered was Griffith's face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, his heroic performance in ending the Hundred Years' War between the Kingdom of Midland and the Empire of Yoda, and his elegant demeanor when facing herself.
Facts have proven that women in a love brain state are usually irrational and have their own filters when looking at people.
"So you ran out of the palace just to find Griffith?
Do you think that after losing his identity as the princess of the Kingdom of Mitland, he will still hold you in his hands like a treasure as before?
Don't be naive.
When you lose your use value, even the old Griffith will kick you away without hesitation.
Did you know that he had an intimate relationship with the Governor of the Yoda Empire for military expenses?
Later on the battlefield, Griffith took advantage of the fact that the opponent coveted his beauty and made targeted arrangements, and later personally killed the opponent who had no further use value.
This is his true face, a careerist who will do anything to achieve his goals.
And why do you think your uncle, the king's brother, Uris, was assassinated?
That was the order given by Griffith, and I was the one who carried it out."
When he said these words, Gus had obvious sarcasm and ridicule in his tone.
He could understand the yearning and admiration for Griffith from the inexperienced princess in front of him.
After all, when Griffith pursues someone, almost no man or woman can resist his indescribable charm.
Casca has been secretly in love with and worshiping Griffith for a long time and is willing to do anything for him.
Even Gus himself fell for a time and was willing to become a tool for the other party to realize his ambitions.
But what’s the result?
The moment the Overlord's Egg was activated, Griffith trampled on everything without mercy!
The intense pain, anger and hatred swallowed Gus's heart like a poisonous snake.
He could guarantee that if Sharut went to defect to Griffith, her final end would be very miserable, and she would even become a miserable plaything.
Just when the princess was extremely shocked by the explosive information, the young knight on the side suddenly drew his sword and roared angrily: "Damn executioner! So you are the murderer of Count Uris's family! I will avenge them today.
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"Revenge? Is it up to you? What's more, even if you want revenge, you should go to Griffith. Because I was just a sword in his hand."
Gus glanced at the other party and sneered, shaking his head, obviously not taking it to heart.
Because if this young man dared to swing his sword at him, he would definitely chop him to death without hesitation.
As for the previous guilt for killing Adonis, Juris's young son, he had already completely let go of it with the end of his westward journey.
The young knight was obviously very aware of Gus's strength, so he froze in place. The hand holding the sword could not help but tremble slightly, and there was even more fear in his eyes.
Just as the atmosphere around the bonfire became more and more tense and depressing, another figure suddenly slowly walked out of the darkness.
When the metallic-glossy skull face appeared in front of the three of them, both Princess Sharut and the knight instantly gasped.
Only Gus remained calm, inserted a piece of fried meat into his mouth with a knife, and asked without raising his head: "You suddenly showed up at this time, are you trying to stop me from going to Griffey?"
Si?"
"No, I just want to find out what happened to you."
The Skeleton Knight walked straight to the bonfire and sat down, ignoring the other two people from beginning to end.
In other words, miscellaneous fish like Princess Sharut and the young knight who are trapped within the law of cause and effect have no value at all in his eyes.
"As you can see, I gained the power from another demon to fight against the Hand of God and even kill them. Now Griffith is no longer invincible to me, I can break the blessing on him
The law of cause and effect.”
Gus gave the answer openly and without any attempt to hide anything.
He still had a good impression of this mysterious man who saved him and Casca on the day of sacrifice and was grateful.
Although he doesn't know the other party's origin so far, as long as he is an enemy of God's Hand, he is a comrade-in-arms.
"Why did that man give you such power? What is his intention for this world?" The Skeleton Knight continued to ask.
Gus swallowed the food in his mouth and shook his head with a wry smile: "You ask me?
How could I possibly know.
In fact, I only know that his name is Soth so far, that he is the Lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, the Prince of Demons, the Lord of the Dark Dimension, and the supreme father of New Phyrexia.
In addition, before I fell into coma, I vaguely saw a huge, terrifying humanoid monster that exuded endless majesty, and a giant dragon with multiple heads.
Maybe that's his true identity.
The human form we see now is just a disguise.
But no matter what, he gave me the power of revenge, so I am willing to be used."
"What's the price? What do you lose while gaining power?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was a hint of heaviness in the skeleton knight's tone.
Gus replied with an indifferent expression: "The price is that if I die one day, my soul will belong to him. This is not too harsh, right?"
"soul?"
The two points of cold light in the skull knight's eyes flashed violently.
Because there is nothing that involves the soul that is not dangerous and complicated.
"Yes. I signed a contract and exchanged my soul for power. At least it seems fair to me, and there are no other restrictions."
As he spoke, Gus raised his hand and released a ball of unprocessed soul energy, and his entire arm seemed to be wrapped in silver mist.
The Skeleton Knight stared at this energy for two or three seconds before sighing slightly: "Oh - you are too reckless and don't understand the meaning of the soul at all. And aren't you worried that that guy will use you to achieve his goals?
Do you have any ulterior motives?"
"It doesn't matter.
As long as I can kill Griffith, I am willing to pay any price.
As for what this world will become, I don't care at all.
What's more, judging from what Soth has done in the western part of the continent, I think it would be a good thing to let him rule mankind.
At least most people no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold, and can live a better life than before."
Guts undoubtedly did not take the Skull Knight's warning seriously.
Because he has seen the vibrant state of things in the west of the mainland, and personally experienced the convenience brought by the train when he came back, he has already recognized this model in his heart to develop productivity and improve people's living standards.
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And in his eyes, even if Zuo Si becomes an evil god and tyrant in the future, it will definitely be many times better than the current bad state.
Since it won't get worse, why not give it a bold try?
"Then what's going on with your current state? Have you become the other person's hand of God?"
The Skeleton Knight continued to ask, obviously very dissatisfied with Gus's current attitude.
"No, I am still me, and I have not been mentally controlled or affected in any way. According to Soth, I am his chosen one and share the same goals and interests, that's all."
After saying this, Gus ignored the other party and concentrated on eating. After a while, he swept away the remaining food in the pot.
After realizing that he could not ask for any more useful information, the skeleton knight immediately turned around and mounted his beloved horse and quickly disappeared deep into the jungle.
Sharut and the knights around her were trembling in fear at this scene that was completely beyond their comprehension.
After spending the night like this, the three of them set off on their journey to the Eagle Capital early the next morning.
It was obvious that Gus planned to use Princess Salute to get a direct meeting with Griffith, and then launch an attack to kill the opponent without saying a word.
Princess Sharut wanted to see with her own eyes whether the lover she longed for had really turned into an out-and-out demon king as Gus described.
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At the same time, far away in the time and space of Kaldheim, she was busy collecting more world nectar, monsters and titanium crystals, when she suddenly received a message from Anastasia.
Especially the artifact in her hand that looks like a fairy wand - [Warlock King's Scepter], has now completely turned into an extremely gorgeous translucent structure like the jelly of the world, obviously adding the top materials of this time and space to create artifacts.
【Titanium Crystal】.
This material is not metal, but is condensed from the sap flowing from the World Tree.
The World Tree God Esika uses this thing to create the [World Wine] that the gods rely on to maintain his own divine power.
It is easy to see from the weapons and equipment on her body that little Annie has collected a lot of good things in this time and space, and has also learned and mastered a lot of magic-related knowledge and divine powers.
Sudden!
An old man with large mysterious runes carved all over his body, no hair on his head, and countless thick beards on his chin suddenly appeared out of thin air.
One of his eyes glowed with blue light, and there was a huge crow on one of his shoulders.
It is not difficult to judge from the endless majesty that this is a god from Kaldheim.
To be precise, it’s the God of Knowledge—Elland.
In the myths and legends of this world, he gained vast knowledge by fighting monsters in the universe that were older than the gods, and he was also the god of magic in this world.
I saw him observing with great interest for a while, and then asked with a smile: "Little guy, why are you frowning? Who made you unhappy?"
"No, I ran into a little trouble."
The girl frowned and looked very cute.
"Oh? What's the trouble? Why don't you tell me, maybe I can help you a little bit."
Ailand's tone revealed naked and unabashed doting.
It can be seen from the conversation that the relationship between the two is obviously very good, and Ailande completely regards the other person as his own child.
But little Annie shook her head: "Sorry, I'm afraid you can't be of much help. Because the place where the trouble occurred is not in Kaldheim, but in another time and space."
"That's such a shame."
Elland shrugged helplessly.
"Can I borrow something from you?"
Little Annie suddenly raised her head and blinked her two beautiful big eyes.
Elland nodded without thinking: "Of course. As long as I have it, you can borrow whatever you want."
"I want that eye of yours!"
Little Annie stretched out her finger and pointed at the god's glowing right eye.
"Oh? Why would you want it?"
Without saying a word, Elland took off the glowing eye and placed it in his palm.
As a time and space similar to Nordic mythology, its positioning is actually very similar to Odin, so this eye is equivalent to the Eye of Odin, containing very powerful power.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Because I am not sure whether there is my father's shadow behind this trouble. For safety reasons, I must be fully prepared, otherwise it will be tragic if I am caught."
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As she spoke, little Annie's eyes showed a hint of nervousness and fear.
Obviously, although she is rebellious and has a changeable personality, she is not a fool. She knows how dangerous her current situation is, and she may fall into the trap woven by Zuo Si if she is not careful.
"Ah, bad boys who leave home without authorization are always afraid of their strict fathers, so you want to use my eyes to warn you?"
The corners of Elland's mouth turned up very obviously, and he even felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
He had long heard the other party talk about running away from home and snatching his newborn brother from his father, so his attitude towards this family conflict was always to stand aside and watch the show.
After all, similar situations are too common in Kaldheim.
The only thing that made him unsure was how powerful the planeswalker father was that could make little Annie so afraid.
No hesitation!
Elland directly handed his eye to little Annie, then stretched out his big hand and touched the girl's little head.
"Thanks!"
Little Annie immediately smiled with satisfaction after receiving the glowing blue eyes, and activated her divine power on the spot to make a pendant out of thin air and hang it around her neck.
After finishing all this, she immediately activated the planeswalker sparks and disappeared on the spot.
Feeling the violent fluctuations in the surrounding space, Elland could not help but sigh slightly: "She is such an energetic and rebellious little girl. Fortunately, I am not her father, otherwise she would definitely be pissed to death."
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Zuo Si obviously didn't know that he had the sympathy of the God of Knowledge of Time and Space in Kaldheim. He was currently training the young Titan soul while condensing his own evil heart, and he didn't even care much about national affairs.
On the contrary, the ministers, bureaucrats, troops and civilians broke out into unprecedented enthusiasm for the fact that the kingdom was about to be renamed the empire and the king was about to become the emperor.
Especially the legions attacking from all sides are frantically attacking the city, hoping to present a great gift to His Majesty the Great Emperor at this critical moment.
As weapons and equipment become more and more advanced, the tactics of generals and commanders have become particularly bold and radical. They are no longer satisfied with defeating their opponents on the battlefield, but prefer to stimulate the opponent to gather troops through small-scale attacks.
Then use a decisive battle to annihilate the main force, and then divide your forces to complete the conquest of the entire area.
What's even more outrageous is that, relying on hot weapons to crush cold weapons, they dare to take the initiative to chase the opponent even if they only have one-fifth or even one-tenth of the opponent's strength.
It can be said that military morale and morale have long been built up through victory after victory.
The entire military system, from top to bottom, is proud to be a part of this country.
Facts have proved that war is the best melting pot for tempering a country and a nation.
When those conscripted soldiers return to their hometowns after retirement, they will naturally become the staunchest supporters of this new country and continue to influence and change the thoughts and concepts of their neighbors.
At this moment, in the main hall of the palace, Hemet, who had been promoted to the position of marshal, read aloud several battle reports from the front line in front of the ministers.
After each letter is read, the clerk next to him will paint the conquered and occupied areas on the map in blue, symbolizing the country, while those areas that are at war will be painted in red, so that everyone can intuitively feel it.
How powerful is the empire today?
Watching one country after another, city-states and noble territories fall apart under the devastating attack of the legion, those nobles who were once aloof and aloof became slaves and playthings who allowed themselves to do whatever they wanted. Many people from the bottom of society felt sad in their hearts.
Extremely satisfied.
Similarly, they also felt sincere admiration and worship for the great emperor who sat on the throne and created all this.
"Your Majesty, according to the current advancement speed, we will be able to border the Kingdom of Mitland and the Kusha Empire in about half a month at most. Please tell me whether we should stop the war and rest for a period of time, and then accumulate strength at the border to launch a battle that will determine the entire
A war over the ownership of the continent?”
Hemet asked cautiously after reading all the battle reports.
"Marshal Your Excellency, I think there is no need to be so anxious. We can slow down the advancement of the troops on the front line and let them fight on their own to consume their strength. Then we will seize the opportunity to reap the benefits."
Another man wearing a general's uniform stood up and expressed his opinion.
His words were immediately recognized by many people.
After all, no matter how powerful a country's military power is, it will never like to fight a tough battle. Instead, it prefers to wait for the enemy to lose both sides before settling down to clean up the mess.
What's more, the Kusha Empire and the Kingdom of Mitland are not fuel-efficient lamps.
The former's monster army and the latter's cyborg army are both out-and-out supernatural forces, with an apostle army led by Griffith sandwiched in between.
Since Zuo Si threw a large number of apostles and undead creatures created by the energy of the underworld into factories and construction sites to make up for the shortage of labor, it was no longer a secret for them in the eyes of the empire's senior officials. Some crazy guys even began to study how to transform people into apostles and obtain
There has been a certain degree of progress.
Therefore, the military, including Hemet, has long known the approximate strength of the apostles, monsters and cyborgs, and has formulated a series of targeted tactics.
The current imperial army is no longer a patchwork ragtag group like those in the feudal era, but a group of modern armies with discipline, faith, and knowing why they are fighting.
The old muskets in hand have basically been replaced by rifles with magazines, and the range of machine guns, rocket launchers, and cannons is infinitely close to the level of World War I.
Therefore, although apostles, monsters, and transformed humans have inhuman powers, the military is not afraid at all. Instead, it is very much looking forward to testing the power of its new weapons against these powerful enemies.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No! I think it's just the opposite. We must not slow down the advancement, but we must take advantage of the opportunity when the other party is wary of each other and has no time to look around to push the border to the other party's eyes.
.In this way, we can have more strategic depth and even fight on the other side's soil."
Another general made the opposite suggestion.
It is easy to see from his uncompromising attitude that he is a hawk through and through, and even among the hawks he belongs to the most radical category.
The appeal of this faction is very simple, that is, "There is nothing in the world but the royal land." They must fight until there is only one country left on this continent, and all the rest will be destroyed.
"Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Hemet obviously didn't want to get involved in the fight between the two factions and kicked the ball directly to Zuo Si on the throne.
Zuo Si waved his hand impatiently: "You can just hold a meeting to discuss such small matters yourself. If the debate continues, just vote. Compared with this, I want to know where the envoy of the Kuxia Empire is."
"The envoy from the Kusha Empire has boarded the train. If nothing else goes wrong, he should be able to arrive in five days at most." Bertrand, the royal family's general manager, hurriedly stood up and reported.
"Have you figured out the details of this messenger?"
Zuo Si touched his chin and asked with interest.
Obviously, he is far more interested in the Terror Emperor and the Kusha Empire than Griffith.
Because the role played by the Kusha Empire in this world is equivalent to the Ottoman Empire that destroyed Eastern Rome and Byzantium in the 14th century on earth, and also stitched together a bunch of elements from the South Asian subcontinent.
In other words, the Kusha Empire was most likely a pre-modern super empire with an extremely large territory.
Moreover, it is not the loose organizational structure established by the Mongols, but a centralized government system that implements monarchy and dictatorship.
This was an almost impossible feat in pre-modern times when transportation and communications were relatively backward.
In addition, the Terror Emperor is the first apostle to clearly stand up against the hand of God and the God of the Abyss. He is also the only apostle to successfully ascend to the devil for the second time. His power even connects the barrier between the devil's womb and finally penetrates the two worlds.
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No matter from which point of view, the Terror Emperor is the well-deserved overlord of this world, an extremely powerful tyrant.
Bertrand responded with a wry smile: "I'm extremely sorry, Your Majesty.
We know too little about the Kusha Empire, and we have no idea about the situation in the court of Emperor Gnishuka.
So nothing is known about this messenger.
But he brought quite rich gifts, an entire carriage was filled with gold, silver, jewelry and precious spices, and even hundreds of young and beautiful female slaves."
"Then what is the intention of this messenger? Or what purpose does the emperor of the Kusha Empire want him to achieve?"
Zuo Si raised his fingers and tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne.
"Well... I can't think of anything unexpected, it should be related to the mutual confrontation situation in the east of the mainland. Maybe he hopes that we can send troops to attack the Kingdom of Mitland or the Eagle City from behind to contain these two forces." Bertrand didn't use any other words.
He guessed with a very definite tone.
"I think it might include marriage."
Another minister stood up and reminded.
"Marriage?"
Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.
Because as far as he knew, the Terror Emperor sacrificed his own son for the first time, and the process of ascending to the throne was quite bloody, so theoretically there should be very few people left in the entire royal family.
Otherwise, as long as there is a successor, the powerful Kusha Empire will not fall apart immediately after the death of the Terror Emperor, but will be able to maintain it for at least a period of time.
The minister nodded quickly and added: "Your Majesty, the Kusha Empire does not practice strict monogamy like our continent, and illegitimate children usually do not have the right to inherit.
They adopt a polygamous system, and as long as there is no problem with blood, they have the right to inherit.
Therefore, it is very likely that the other party will take the opportunity to propose a marriage and then marry a princess.
Then based on this, we can reach an alliance to carve up the land on the east side of the continent."
"Haha, it would be interesting if that were true."
Zuo Si pursed his lips with a playful smile.
He had a hunch that the Terror Emperor's envoy must be heading towards Griffith and his Shadow Capital.
Because compared to the Kingdom of Midland controlled by Hansel, in the eyes of the Terror Emperor, Griffith, as the Hand of God, is the real life and death enemy.
As long as he is unwilling to bow his head and surrender to the agent of the God of the Abyss, he will definitely use all means to kill him or banish him back to the deepest part of the Netherworld.
Just as the palace was busy preparing for the ceremony to promote the kingdom to the empire and to welcome the envoys of the Kusha Empire, on the railway track far outside the royal capital, a steam train was making a shrill whistle and moving forward at a very fast speed.
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An envoy from the Kusha Empire was sitting in one of the carriages.
This is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties or fifties, with a thick beard, a turban on his head and inlaid with gems.
He was wearing a gorgeous gold robe, holding a golden scepter, with a serious and solemn expression on his face, and his eyes were always staring at the luxury carriage specially prepared for him.
Sitting on the sofa opposite was a stunning beauty who exuded exotic aura from head to toe, sipping tea leisurely.
The woman wearing a purple gauze skirt and walking barefoot on an expensive handmade carpet smoothed her long black hair and then asked with a smile: "Governor Madill, you look very...
Nervous?"
"Of course!
Hasn't this steel train, which can run automatically and pull a large number of people and materials at once, not made you aware of the power and terror of this country?
Moreover, the journey that originally took more than a month to complete now only takes four or five days.
What speed and transport capacity this is.
If used in war, it means that troops can be transported to any place along the way in a very short time.
Please forgive me, the opponent's strength is probably not much inferior to that of our Kusha Empire."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he said these words, the man known as Governor Madill clenched his fists subconsciously, and looked at the scenery speeding backwards outside the window for the first time.
A strong sense of crisis.
Because even the elephant demons of the Kusha Empire cannot compare with steam trains in terms of transportation capabilities.
In fact, the reason why the Terror Emperor advances so slowly is because it is limited by its transportation capacity and cannot effectively draw manpower and resources from within its jurisdiction.
This is also a common problem among all pre-modern great empires.
No matter how powerful the ancient empire was, even if it eliminated the gap in weapons and used cold weapons, it would inevitably be unilaterally defeated by modern countries.
So Dread Emperor is actually playing a typical map coloring block game.
Although the territory of the Kusha Empire is frighteningly large, it seems to have inexhaustible population and supplies, but in fact it is "puffy".
The reason why the rule can be maintained is entirely because the Terror Emperor himself is a powerful apostle and he has an invincible army under his command.
If these two factors are lost one day, the huge Kusha Empire will split apart and break into independent small countries that will fight endlessly.
As a high-ranking official in the empire, Governor Madill knew more about the problems facing his country than any outsider. He even made suggestions to the monarch for reforms many times, but in the end, nothing happened.
As if in a hurry, the Terror Emperor pushed the front westward desperately, not caring whether the rule of the occupied area was stable or not.
"Relax, Governor.
Don't forget that you represent the most powerful empire and the greatest conqueror in the world.
And the stronger this country is, the better it is for us, right?
Once the alliance is concluded, this power can be used by our Emperor Gnishuka to completely destroy the biggest threat.
As for other things, they are not issues we need to consider."
After saying that, the woman put down her teacup and stretched like a cat, fully displaying her graceful body curves, perky hips, and breasts.
Especially the visual impact brought by the looming gauze skirt will definitely make any man with normal sexual orientation have the urge to take her as his own.
Governor Madill is also a man, and has more than two digits of wives and concubines, so he immediately swallowed his saliva involuntarily after seeing this.
But soon he forced himself to look away.
Because he knew very well that he could never touch this beautiful and distinguished woman.
Just when the carriage fell into silence again, a spirit that could not be detected by ordinary people instantly passed through the wall of the carriage and entered the body of a petite loli who seemed to be dozing off at an extremely fast speed.
The next second...
Her eyes suddenly opened and she murmured in a voice that only she could hear: "It turns out he is an envoy from the Kusha Empire. No wonder he can use a carriage alone. The teacher's guess was indeed right. It won't take long for a big battle to break out.
It will be staged in the east of the mainland."
As the last word blurted out, the girl lowered the wide brim of the hat on her head to cover her eyes and face.
From the spell of the spirit body leaving the body just now and the weird-shaped staff in his hand, it is not difficult to tell that this cute little loli is the little witch who left the Spirit Tree House - Shirji.
She apparently happened to get on the same train bound for the royal capital with the Kusha Empire's envoy...