"I didn't know that the Heraldry Academy, which handles noble affairs, has anything to do with the War God Festival, which is such a worldly and troubled thing." Yu Liandao.
"The young warriors sacrificed their will and lives to the glory of the God of War. The tradition of the Holy Galactic Empire since its founding has been reflected here. How can such a sacred activity be regarded as secular disturbance?" Viscount Gabru folded his hands and smiled.
Said: "It's just that, in the final analysis, the Heraldry Academy serves the aristocratic society of the empire. To put it harshly, just a handyman is not qualified to interfere in such a sacred activity."
Yu Lian looked at this werewolf with a sweet smile and impeccable words, and had to say that if this guy's face and body were excluded, he would really be a perfect aristocratic bureaucrat.
"Service... So, you are here to collect their corpses." Yu Lian pursed his lips and looked at the corpses on the ground.
"Our Holy Galactic Empire has its own national conditions here. The death of all registered nobles needs to be reported to this House. Of course, collecting the remains, determining the time of departure, and helping their families plan a funeral that is in line with the Empire's understanding are also required.
It's our job." The Wolfgang official added.
"Yes! I heard that the imperial nobles are inseparable from the help of the Heraldry Institute from birth to death. They have to provide food, clothing, medical care, burial, and education."
The Wolfgang man didn't understand the sarcasm in Yu Lian's words at all, or even if he got it, he pretended that he didn't hear it. He just paused and said, "Of course, I'm here to express my gratitude to you."
"Thank you?" Yu Lian thought to himself, it's finally here! But, I just want to see you incompetent and angry and barking.
"Yes, thank you for giving them a glorious death." Wolfgang said humanely. His attitude was very upright, his tone was solemn and serene, and he didn't mean to say anything serious and weird.
"Considering what they did before, this way of death is not honorable at all." Yu Liandao.
"No, it is precisely because of what they have done before that it is a rare honor to die." Viscount Gabru said with a smile, and then raised his hand again in one direction of the sky: "This is also your Majesty's intention."
Yu Lian couldn't help but be startled. He really didn't expect that Emperor Elansel would be involved here. Hasn't that old immortal been an old otaku in Longlin Palace for so long? The public has been there for more than ten years.
Time has passed since I saw him.
"Yes, His Majesty the Emperor means that the God of War Sacrifice is a simulation of war and hunting. Since it is a battlefield, you can naturally do whatever you want. However, as long as you do it, you will definitely get the same reward.
Feedback. Dishonorable killings, of course, can only result in an dishonorable death. Thank you for letting the younger generation of the empire learn such an important lesson. This is also the only honor for these noble children who died in this battle.
Already."
The general meaning is that the God of War Festival is a cruel and decadent disguised gladiator. The emperor does not think there is any problem with these astral knights attacking the weak. After all, as long as you participate in the God of War Festival, there is no innocent person.
That's right. Since everyone came to participate in the gladiatorial battle, they didn't even have the consciousness to kill or be killed. They deserved to die.
Of course, in the same way, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with Yu Lian's approach. People will die when they are killed. Whether they are noble descendants of the empire or astral knights who claim to be strong, they will all be treated equally on the real battlefield.
of death.
From this perspective, His Majesty the Emperor seemed quite grateful to Yu Lian for his actions.
If it were anyone else, Yu Lian would definitely think that the other party was being arrogant and making cruel remarks, but if it were Emperor Elansel, it was really difficult for him to judge, so he could only laugh twice: "...
Your Majesty is really well-informed!"
Isn't it just that he is well-informed? He is obviously an old otaku in Long Lin Palace, but he got the news so quickly, and he was the first one to give feedback.
"There is no sage, Your Majesty." Viscount Gabru's words were still sincere: "In addition, you can use the zero elements separated from them at will. This is the right given to you by the "Psychic Watch Convention". However,
, it’s best to keep it in your collection. After the War God Festival is over, their families will probably redeem it with a lot of money higher than the market price.”
Is this the same as redeeming a body? This is really too noble.
"Take it back and bury it with the body? This is such a waste." Yu Lian laughed.
"No, of course it is kept in the family treasure house and left to future generations who can use it. This is also a kind of inheritance." Wolfgang said.
Well, this can be regarded as a sense of ritual, although it always feels like mixing the ashes with rice.
After the other party said so, Yu Lian was of course not polite, so he collected all the zero elements from the corpses on the ground, including spiritual gems, obsidian crystals, and spiritual marrow liquids. Their sources included two and four people.
The quality of the rings and three triple rings is quite good. Even if they are thrown directly into the black market, it will still be enough to raise funds to acquire a large and medium-sized listed company.
Then, the bureaucrats of the Heraldry Institute began to wash the floor with skillful and quick movements. Although they were all well-dressed and looked like dogs, at first glance, they were professionals in collecting corpses. Whether they were sewing up headless corpses or tearing up broken pieces.
The glass piled up on the ground seemed to have no trouble at all.
These people must be used to all kinds of weird ways to die, Yu Lian thought.
Then again, in the battle of extraordinary beings, it is not unexpected to die in any way. It is reasonable for these bureaucrats of the Heraldry Academy to accumulate such experience.
Viscount Gabru and his men were not only skilled in their work, but also showed considerable emotional intelligence. They did not only take care of the corpses of the imperial nobles, but treated the remains of everyone on both sides equally, with a solemn attitude and
Professional techniques were carefully restrained.
It only took about ten minutes before the situation at the scene returned to calm, and not even much blood was left. Viscount Gabru and his men took the wrapped body and left, which was quite a bit strange.
The refreshing feeling of coming and going like the wind.
It wasn't until they had boarded the airship and gone away that Agnes said to Yu Liang: "Don't trust that person. He is a wicked person!"
Seeing that Yu Lian seemed to be looking at her in confusion, the ancient Meiya girl continued: "Our settlement on Al Fashir was forcibly demolished by him, saying that it would be converted into a tourist hunting park. He
At that time, I was still serving as the Director of Construction and Development of the Star District, but I didn’t expect that in just three years, I would already be in the Central Committee, and it would be a department like the Heraldry Academy.”
"He is a relative of the emperor." Yu Lian said with a smile.
Agnes's eyes widened, showing a worried look. She was now very worried that Yu Lian had damaged his brain due to excessive wear and tear just now.
"I mean, that big dog is the emperor's crony. His great-grandfather and grandfather worked as servants for the emperor, and they have been diligent and dedicated all their lives. They can be regarded as loyal servants for generations. A noble title and a high-ranking official in the Heraldry Academy,
It’s also deserved.”
Agnes bit her lip. This was actually the future Amiya had planned for them. She thought of what Yu Lian said when he invited them to eat dragon meat at Wanle Palace before the God of War Festival, and she wished she could find a place.
The seam got in.
"Now, what are your plans?" Yu Lian asked.
Amiya has withdrawn from the competition. The ancient Meiya team has lost its leader and the strongest spell support, and has lost the qualification to compete for the championship. If it was Yu Lian, he should choose a more pragmatic approach, for example, then
Under the premise of ensuring safety, hunting some fantasy beasts and collecting points to exchange for bonuses will not be a wasted trip.
"The hunt is too strong!" Agnes said firmly.
"...Girl, you are such a man." Unfortunately, you are not very smart. Yes, the smartest girl in your team is about to be sent to the petri dish.
"I mean, I'll give you support and help you hunt Tailao!" Agnes said, "We can't do anything else now anyway."
Yu Lian lowered his eyelids and did not answer immediately. He seemed to be thinking. Agnes wanted to take the opportunity to say a few more words, but at this time, she saw He Wen, Ji Xing, and a Terrabi whose name she did not know.
Cat people came over hand in hand.
"Sir, can we take action with you?" He Wen said.
"Why, you also want to come and help me?" Yu Lian said with a smile.
Fran Moore and Little Starfish looked at each other, a little embarrassed. In fact, they just felt that this God of War Festival was obviously a little different, but they were really unwilling to withdraw from the competition, so they had to follow Yu Lian to feel a little safer.
If we really want everyone to act together, these rabble-rousers are just a drag on Yu Lian. But when the other party said this, it seemed like they were forming an alliance on equal footing.
What does high emotional intelligence mean? This is it!
"I... we should be able to help with this." He Wen said eagerly: "But if, if you really encounter a very urgent situation, you can leave us alone. Really!"
Yu Lian still didn't answer right away and fell into thinking again. He thought seriously for less than a minute, but to these people, it seemed like a whole day had passed.
Jie Xing couldn't sit still. As an excellent traveling businessman who has been running boats since he was a teenager, he carefully prepared some words for himself and wanted to speak: "Sir, I feel..."
"Okay!" Yu Lian said.
"We can organize... Hey, wait, what did you say?"
"I said it's okay." Yu Lian smiled and said, "You just said it can be organized, right?"
"Uh, yes, yes, this..." Little Starfish was caught off guard and just responded instinctively.
"This is a good idea. Since this War God Festival is different, let's make it completely change!"
So, what is the good way you mentioned? Everyone expressed confusion. But at this time, Yu Lian had already stood up and touched the triangular head of the little starfish. It must be admitted that the Kuifei people
Although it does look like a large starfish that walks upright, the feel on its head is much better than that of an echinoderm.
"Then I'll work harder for you and organize everyone to repair for two hours. Then... follow me and kick open the door to the new world!"
The imperial power participating in the God of War Festival suffered heavy losses before most of the contestants even left the starting area. They were even killed by one person.
Such shocking news instantly spread to every corner of the galaxy with an efficiency far exceeding the speed of light. In comparison, those contestants who were on Gumeia, at most hundreds of kilometers away from where the incident occurred,
Because it was blocked from all outside information, it got the news later than some people tens of thousands of light years away.
At this moment, the trillions of melon-eating people in the galaxy, because of the so-called God's perspective, were suddenly filled with a condescending sense of superiority towards the elites who participated in the God of War Festival.
Of course, the more lively the melon-eaters are, the more anxious those involved will be.
"Viscount Shamaine must be informed of the current situation as soon as possible." This is what Colonel Ymor, the leader of the Astral Knights and the adjutant of Duke Sartolan, suggested to his boss.
Duke Sartolan glanced at the other party and said: "So, do you want me to respectfully ask His Majesty to come forward during the interview? Cheating for one of the contestants?"
Colonel Imore gritted his teeth, hesitated, and nodded heavily: This is far from cheating. We can definitely apply the rules cleverly. For example, in the list of optional intelligence for the players,
Add this message and add special effects to the font, or create a one-week event gift package to give back to all players..."
However, the organizing committee of the God of War Festival has very high standards, and it cannot be ordered by the Astral Knights. It must either pass a vote by the Privy Council, or it can only be persuaded by the emperor to come forward.
From the perspective of people talking too much, of course the lowest carbon and environmentally friendly method still has to go through the Privy Council.
"Then take a guess, will His Majesty agree? Or will he send the noble officer who proposed this suggestion to the Black Gate Sector to be a jailer?" Duke Sartolan asked again.
A trace of obvious gloom flashed across the colonel's face, but he still said bravely: "At least, you can give it a try. If His Majesty becomes angry, I am willing to take all the responsibilities."
"You bear a damn responsibility." Duke Sartolan said coldly: "Who do you think you are? How could the thunderous wrath of Void Crown befall a little colonel like you?
Have you been interacting closely with the children of the big family recently, but do you really regard yourself as one of them?"
Colonel Imore seemed to have been exposed, and his face turned pale.
The Duke didn't speak any more, and was ready to disembark with his cane. The Colonel tried to help him, but was pushed away.
The two got off the ship, walked across the trestle that looked like a museum corridor, and arrived at the main entrance under the gaze of statues of famous generals and sages of the Galactic Empire.
Here is the core of the empire that rules half of the galaxy, Long Lin Palace.
At this point, Colonel Imore was no longer qualified to take another step forward. Duke Saduran was indeed right. How could a majestic ruler of the empire be as knowledgeable as an ant that he could not even see.
The Duke left his anxious adjutant behind and passed through the gate. Under the leadership of his attendants, he did not go to the formal audience room, but passed through the cloister and arrived at the palace area. He soon saw the people who greeted them.
Lord Conrot, the chamberlain, knew that this short, fat middle-aged man who looked like dough was the most trusted confidant of Emperor Elansel, so he took the lead in nodding his head and saying, "Your Majesty, have you risen?"
However, Earl Conrot bowed respectfully first, and then showed a kind smile: "You have already gotten up. He said that when you come, you don't need to pass the news, just go in by yourself."
The Duke nodded and was about to move forward with the cane, but there was a slight stagger in his steps.
This Eight Rings boss, who could intimidate half of the galaxy with his own reputation, actually felt a hint of timidity when he looked at the palace where His Majesty the Emperor lived.
"Earl...can you tell me how your Majesty feels?"
The pudgy Earl showed an impeccable smile and said warmly: "The power of God is unpredictable!"
This slippery fat silver carp! Duke Sadolan cursed secretly in his heart, but he had to squeeze out a heartfelt smile on his face and nodded: "I'm sorry, it was indeed my fault.
Already."
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I can at least confirm that Your Majesty is definitely not angry. It can even be said that he is more energetic than usual." The Count left the other party with a meaningful smile, and then took a step that was not as tall as his figure.
With a brisk pace that was too appropriate, he turned around and left.