The fat man, who felt a little confused, flipped through a document in the hall with a solemn expression, and felt a mess in his mind, even Prais was shaken, and the turmoil formed by this marriage obviously blew up the full pond of spring water that had been stable for a long time.

The forces in this pool of spring water are like those fish that are excited to rise under the bait,

If this continues, it is not good for the stability within the empire, if there is still one party that can be regarded as a pure land without any entanglement of interests, then there is only the beautiful archduke of Salander, Nilai, who owns a large area of autonomy in the north of Salander, or the only one in this turmoil who can be regarded as a fair position,

Suddenly, a name on the text made the fat man's eyes pause, this is a list of captives who were captured and imprisoned in the Salander War, the fat man saw a name that aroused his interest, Ferrantir, the only bloodline of the Prophet Ferrantil, played a very dishonorable role in the Black Forest Rebellion at the beginning, the Black Forest coalition army was defeated by the Falcon Army in a battle, Ferrantir took advantage of the chaos to try to sneak into the tomb of the prophet under the city of Ebony, and was captured by Sukebrin in one fell swoop,

Considering the influence of the Phelan family in the hearts of the Salanders, the fat man did not immediately execute the only living member of the Phelan family, but kept the descendants of the prophet in strict custody,

On this return, the Southern Governor Statunko proposed that the Salander region needed a group of qualified political officials, and personally presented this list of prisoners, which were all Salander nobles who had been captured by the Falcon Army during the Sawi War.

Statunko said in the report that the Salander region has now stabilized, but because of the semi-strong annexation method adopted, and the Salander expeditionary force, which is regarded as 20,000 heroes in the hearts of the Salanders, was brutally exterminated by the imperial army in the Normandy region, Salander is currently in the central and southern regions, except for the northerners who have not experienced the tragedy, few people in the central and southern regions are willing to join the Falcon army, although the attitude towards the empire is superficial. But it's not too much love,

In terms of regional governance, governance officials can only be sent from the empire itself, with different beliefs and language barriers, which has caused conflicts between governance officials and locals many times, which also makes the southern governor Statunko feel helpless, so he asked the fat man if he could select a group of governance officials from the Salander nobles,

"Someone. Has this person been escorted here?"

The fat man closed the jiàn, raised his head, and handed the Wen jiàn in his hand to an imperial lieutenant in black uniform who walked in at the door, he thought that Statunko's idea was correct, as Salander with his own unique culture, he still needed someone who knew the situation of Salander to manage "Yes, Your Majesty, after receiving the order from Your Majesty, the Southern Army had already escorted these people to Saland's Kyoto two days ago!" After glancing at him, he replied respectfully, "Bring him tomorrow! I want to see him!" The fat man waved his hand to the adjutant,

In the corridor outside the hall, Nilai, who was wearing a Salander multicolored dress, was anxiously waiting,

From the adjutant just now, take it in. She had been waiting here, and the Governor of the South, Statunko, had always been steady, and the list of captives had also given Nilai a copy of it, and she said it bluntly. This list will be presented to His Majesty as a reference for the administrative officials of the Salander region, "It seems that such an outsider like me should not be informed about such an important internal affairs of the empire!" Hearing the contents of this list, the female archduke's face was a little surprised. Her position has always been to remain neutral, and she has been more cautious before this storm of light and shadows comes, "Since it is to use the magistrate of the Salander side, I believe that Your Majesty does not want to inadvertently choose someone who will make the princess angry!

Statunko handed over the list in an unquestioning tone, and said to the hesitant Princess Nilai with a solemn expression, "The princess should believe that the list given to the princess is completely out of public interest, and the princess should know that the 20,000 Salander expeditionary force was destroyed in Normandy, and the 110,000 Black Forest people died in post-counterinsurgency punishment, these are more or less related to the lack of governance talents who can stabilize the overall situation, is it possible that as a Salander, Her Royal Highness still wants to continue to sit back and watch such a tragic situation continue to happen?" To be honest, I don't know what the consequences will be when this list is submitted" Statunko's voice stopped, his face turned slightly pale and he took a deep breath, and said slowly, "You also know that the nobles are the nobles that His Majesty hates the most, and now I mention that I have reactivated some nobles, which is undoubtedly touching the bottom line of His Majesty, if it causes His Majesty's displeasure, it will be a curse and not a blessing for Saland!" If His Majesty is furious and can save this calamity from the invisible people, except for Her Royal Highness the Princess, I really can't think of a second choice! For the sake of millions of Salander beings, I also ask Her Royal Highness the Princess, don't refuse!"

Nilai hesitantly took the list, his eyes flickered, showing that his heart was also very struggling, Salander was incorporated into the empire, and there have been several rebellions in a row, from the Salander expeditionary force to the Black Forest encirclement, more than 100,000 Salander people have died under the imperial butcher's knife, and because of the tragic death of his father, many of the Kyoto nobles who fell into the well were the objects of Nilai's hatred, although time has dissipated a lot of hatred, but it does not mean that there is no mustard at all, these people should be imprisoned until death, in order to be able to repay their mistakes, but let more Salander people continue to bleed, and also let the bottom line of the kind female archduke's heart be shaken！

Full of speculation, Nilai waited outside the hall for an answer, and after about half an hour, she saw the adjutant who presented Wen Jiàn coming out of the room, and hurriedly greeted him and asked, "What is your Majesty's reaction?"

The adjutant saw that it was Princess Nilai, and hurriedly bowed his head and responded, "Your Majesty wants to see Ferrantil!" "It's Ferrantir, the son of the sky!"

In addition to being slightly stunned, Nilai's face was also secretly relieved, it seems that His Majesty was not angry because of this proposal, for the last bloodline of the Ferran family, Nilai who was born in the temple still maintains considerable respect, and she also received a handwritten request from her mentor High Priest Parschena, hoping that she can persuade Vekia Falcon to keep the last bloodline of the prophet Ferran, she was still hesitating how to speak, but she didn't expect that the first thing the fat man wanted to see turned out to be Ferrantir "You go and do something! Thank you very much!"

Nilai said to the adjutant with a grateful look, and the adjutant left with a look of panic when he heard some inexplicable cavalry, and half an hour later, the fat man stretched his waist. Walked out of the hall of the Starlight Palace, and glanced thoughtfully at the already empty corridor, Nilai should have been here!, the faint aroma in the wind, it was impossible to hide his nose, thoughtful eyes moved up with the top of the corridor, on the side cliff wall of the side hall, a huge white stargazing platform met the fat man's eyes, so that the fat man's somewhat sluggish spirit was shocked, and his eyes flashed a trace of surprise.

Below the stargazing platform is a mountain road composed of thousands of steps leading to the top of the mountain, the number of steps can not be counted, the cool mountain breeze blows in the face, the golden sunlight shines on the mountain road steps leading to this side hall, the steps are lined up on both sides of the white marble pillars, at the top of each pillar, is the statue of the tall prophet Ferran, the prophet of Ferran with a strict expression, holding a sword in one hand, holding a bronze doctrine in the other, solemn, through the vicissitudes of time, the whole step is also built with pure white marble, Holiness is a pity,

It is said that when they first knew that this temple would be the holy path of the Prophet Ferran's eternal resting place, more than 30,000 Sky Cultists spontaneously carried food and water on their shoulders in the most primitive way from the Miya Mountains, which are more than 300 miles away. Dig up these finest marbles,

Tens of thousands of people polished the stones at the foot of the mountain, meticulously, and transported them up the mountain in order, so along this winding mountain road, paving step by step, it took ten years to build. At the top of this side hall is the most famous Shenglan Stargazing Tower in the temple.

The tower is 35 meters high, like a long white pillar erected between the cliffs of the mountains, and it is also rumored to have migrated from the south. The coffin was carried by eight cardinal high priests and the temple Prophet Phelan was buried from the south in the holy place of the new resting place

The name of the Hall of Stars is also derived from this significant stargazing platform

Eternal starlight. Like my eyes, shining on the world.

The fat man looked at the row of Salander ancient characters carved at the door of the side hall, this is the ancient Salander script, and the fat man did not know it, he once asked Nilai, and the answer he got was this sentence! According to Nilai's explanation, this is because the stargazing tower leading to the top of the mountain is not a unique reflective structure designed by the prophet himself, with seven huge bronze mirrors representing the North Star Sky, it is said that the infinite starlight on the top of the sky above the sky is introduced into the tower, and it shines directly on the upper end of the place where the prophet is buried in the tower.

The fat man was a little distracted at the time, wasn't it just a refraction effect? But he didn't say anything, because he knew that for all the Sky Cultists, this observatory was the real holy place in their hearts! Nilai is also a member of the Sky Temple, and the most pious kind, only a person like the fat man, after the initial shock, there is no respect in his eyes, there is no contempt, his expression is calm, as if he thinks of the one represented by the white observatory, the prophet who was finally exiled by his own subordinates, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sneering,

From the eyes of a later traveler, the prophet was undoubtedly a staunch idealist, too advanced in ideas and techniques, wanting to break away from worldly forces, but seemed to forget that the backlash of worldly forces could be so merciless, while he himself writhed in the worldly forces, abandoning the initial unrealistic ideals and moving towards more real ideals

A prophet of a race, a king of the earth,

Aren't he and this prophet two lost people lost in time and space,

Because of their different personalities, different ideals, and different paths, the Prophet is just an ordinary person from the future, or he is a soul traveler like himself, so why should he be humble

And I know very well that at the end of this holy way, there is no prophet of Phelan,

Looking at the plain below from that observatory should be a beautiful view, but unfortunately, the place where the real prophet is buried is not here at all, but on the remote and barren red clay plateau where no one has gone at all.

For hundreds of years, only a group of barbaric tribes have guarded you at any cost, and this flowery holy way is just an illusion dug up by those who were willing to believe in you and then chose to betray you, in order to win people's hearts, but this is the power of theocracy, which is the most obvious manifestation of the influence of theocracy on the hearts of secular people.

"Or, I really should go and see this observatory!" I don't know what touched my heartstrings, the fat man walked towards the steps of the side hall, and beautiful butterflies could be seen dancing everywhere in the mountain path, falling from this bud to that bud.

In such a holy place, the sound of countless buzzing insects can be heard around the ears everywhere.

But the sight in front of you. It is enough to make people feel the shock of the soul, here, you can feel that the sky is very close, so close that it seems to be able to touch it with your hand, and it is also so blue that people can't bear to stretch out their hands, and they can hardly see any clouds.

The wind blew through the fields below, stirring the white weeds. Purple wind flowers, a petal-colored chrysanthemum leaf was swept up in the air by the wind, like a boat floating in the current, along the sky like a transparent cover, across a faint white line,

The humid monsoon breeze wafting from the ocean, with an occasional hint of coolness,

They blew the flowers and the green grass, not just a little swaying the branches like the gentle spring breeze of their brothers and sisters, and the wind brought a pleasant fragrance of flowers, as beautiful white as the snow of the rolling mountains at the edge of the basin,

The bluestone slab trade road leading to the distance is crisscrossed like a spider web, and the various wildflowers dotted here and there make the whole land like a huge flower garden that extends from your feet to the distance.

In all fairness, the former Salander dynasty that ruled this beautiful land. It can be said that it was crushed by the Falcon Empire and the Normans in the north and south, in that period of tragic time, in the case of internal and external troubles and declining national strength, the appearance of the Salander nobles was not bad, many nobles fought desperately with the Normans, and used their own flesh and blood to resist the iron hooves of the Falcon Army, and few surrendered people, which can be regarded as worthy of the title of nobleman.

"Such a beautiful place should no longer be defiled with blood!"

The fat man realized something in his heart, stopped at the top of the mountain steps, and projected his domineering gaze onto the ground below

Kingship and theocracy, since the birth of religion in mankind, the confrontation between the two has never stopped, and now under this theocracy shrine leading to the top of the mountain, hunting and fluttering falcon battle flags in the morning breeze make the whole holy land. They all seemed to be shrouded in the secular power of the sword, and from the height of an imperial ruler like him, he saw that the ice between the empire and the Salanders was ushering in an opportunity to break. And this son of the sky is exactly the kind attitude he expresses to all Salander people.

In front of a dark, airtight prison in Kyoto, the Governor of the Empire's South, Statttunko, was looking inside through the heavy prison door. A young prisoner was swallowing a piece of dry bread with some accident, and the ground under his feet was covered with thick dry thatch, which was already considered a good treatment.

The two years of imprisonment, although it did not cause the son of the sky to suffer the so-called torture, was enough to make his already sick body worse.

As a prison directly under the army, he does not need to work as coolies as prisoners in other prisons, but he also loses the opportunity to contact the sun, and his skin now presents a grayish white, which makes people feel a little harsh when they look at it.

The young man didn't mind the gaze behind the door, and just gobbled down the dry bread that lay out in front of him

As the son of the sky, the only bloodline of the Prophet Ferran, it is not the first time that he has been watched by curious onlookers, instead of expending his strength to express his anger, it is better to destroy the food in his hand to make his life more valuable, and he is caught in the temple under the city of Ebony, this son of the sky seems to be a different person, because in that temple, he sees something different from what he knows, and there, he can feel that his ancestor Prophet Ferran is not subject to the worldly kingship as described in the temple, on the contrary, the Prophet of Ferran is a deviant typeIt is a kind of benevolence for life, a disregard for the powerful.

The Governor of the Southern Empire, Statunko, withdrew his gaze from the observation port, as if he no longer wanted to admire the wolfing appearance of this son of the sky so obscenely, and frowned slightly and ordered the prison officer beside him, "Open the door, I have something to say to him!" "Lord Governor, this guy has a very strange temper, sometimes very quiet, sometimes he will be very irritable, very dangerous, you see if you don't have subordinates, you should first handcuff him in chains...... Your Excellency ...... again" The prison officer said with an ugly face, standing in front of him was a high-ranking Southern Governor, in Salander, this Imperial Minister is definitely a big man who covers the sky with one hand, if he is injured, his head will roll all over the ground! "Don't you hear, open up! Do you think I'm the kind of person who has no ability to protect? Don't forget, I'm also the commander of the Empire!" Statunko looked stern, and snorted very unhappily, the prison officer shuddered in fright by this angry reprimand, hurriedly took out the key on his waist, inserted it into the keyhole on the door, and pulled it violently, and the sound of "pop" was transmitted far away in the closed prison, which made Ferrantir in the door unexpectedly stop eating, raised his head, and saw a young man wearing the uniform of a black imperial general with a sword at his waist, and behind the young imperial general, stood four guards with strict expressions, " With such a young Imperial General, Your Excellency must be very talented, right?"

Ferrantir looked Statunko up and down, and asked suspiciously, he could feel a pressure on this young man, steady like a mountain,

Such a young Imperial General is rare among the Falcon Empire's troops! He had never seen Statunko, and he didn't know that the person he had seen was the head of the Imperial military circles, known as the first general of the Empire, the Southern Governor Statunko, otherwise he would never have said such a humiliating remark! "No, if there is a little, it will be fine!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Statunenko's mouth, no one has commented on himself like this for a long time, this son of the sky, a little interesting, after getting the Falcon Majesty to see this son of the sky tomorrow, he immediately came to the prison,

This incident is related to the whole of Salander, as the governor of the south who manages Salander, he still has feelings for Salander, otherwise he would not risk angering the fat man and hand over a dangerous mention yì,

Since His Majesty was not angry, he didn't want to be messed up by this perverse son of the sky in the end!(To be continued......)