"Your Majesty, you're finally here!"

is so respectful and polite to a young man who is more than a thousand years younger than himself and I don't know how many generations is inferior, even if he is very reluctant in his heart, but the middle-aged white man still shows the appearance of a respectful and flattering slave on the surface at this time.

Ignoring the incomparably flattering and respectful face of the middle-aged white man, Anlia was expressionless, but walked indifferently towards the high platform where the throne of the Shadow Monarch was placed.

On the high platform, the old patriarch of the Shadow Clan, Ryan Kane, and the emperor Ifaxiu Aungwen, as well as many other high-ranking officials and elders of the Empire, have been waiting for the new monarch Anlia for a long time.

In the eyes of them, whether it was fiery reverence, or subtle unwillingness, or naked contempt, Anlia did not fluctuate, and slowly walked onto the high platform where the throne of the Shadow Monarch was placed.

After receiving the blessing of the Emperor Ifasius and taking the oath with him, the old patriarch Ryan brought him the purple gold crown, which symbolized supreme glory and high status, and finally the two elders of the clan dressed him in the dark clothes of the Shadow King, which represented the lawlessness.

In the last ceremony of the coronation of the new monarch, the old patriarch Ryan led everyone to kneel down and worship sincerely, and swore an oath to the past generations and ancestors, swearing allegiance to the new Shadow Monarch.

Anlia looked around the audience expressionlessly, and at this time, whether it was a nobleman or a commoner, all knelt down, but there were always some people who were extremely unwilling like Shuton, but at this time they also had to kneel down and pretend to be extremely respectful with their faces, and bowed to Anlia on the high platform.

The old patriarch Ryan and the emperor Ifaxiu don't need to kneel down and salute like others, they are respected in their status, and they are the closest elders to Anlia, so they only need to bow slightly.

Looking at the people who were kneeling and worshipping, Anya, who had been speechless since she came to the stage, finally spoke slowly, he glanced at everyone, and said: "At this moment, I know that for me to put on the crown and sit on this throne... There must be a lot of people who are extremely dissatisfied!"

"A child who is seen by some of you as a stinking child but has supreme power, you must be very unconvinced. ”

Speaking of this, Anlia's voice paused unconsciously.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the Shadow Monarch throne on the side, and glanced at the audience with his head bowed, but he could also guess the expression on his face and the thoughts of some people in his heart at this time, and finally his expression turned grim: "But I can tell you first, if some people still want to obey me on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are always planning to use some dirty means to disobey me-"

"That's... But don't blame Benjun, kill them all. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Anya's eyes.

"Of course, if there are still those who are not satisfied with this king, you can come up and challenge, and if you win, you can sit on this throne. ”

Hearing this, a trace of emotion flashed in the eyes of some of the noble powerhouses under the high stage who lowered their heads, but no one really dared to go up to find trouble.

Joke, next to the shadow lord above, there are still several powerful bigwigs of the empire!

If there is really someone jumping up with a hot head at this time, isn't it purely looking for death?

Sitting on the throne of the Shadow Monarch, Anya noticed such a subtle performance of some people under the high platform, and smiled playfully: "Everyone get up." ”

Everyone got up in thanks, looking at the shadow king on the high pedestal, many people couldn't help but think: obviously a teenager, but the words just now revealed a killing intent and domineering that did not match his immature face at all, and it was still a little bold to be a shadow king!

However, if it is only courage, it is not enough, at least it will not be able to subdue them at all.

"Today, this monarch is officially the new Shadow Monarch of the Shadow Empire, and here... The first thing to do is to enact a new Imperial Act. ”

Looking at the respectful crowd in the audience, Anya then said indifferently.

"Huh? ......?"

When the middle-aged white man heard Anlia say that a new law was going to be enacted, he secretly guessed in his heart and glanced at the civilians in the distance who were looking at Anlia talking on the throne of the high platform, and felt that it might be something wrong.

"This new Imperial Act will make the following provisions—"

"All civilians in the Shadow Empire have the right to vote for the cabinet council, the right to be elected, and they have the right to live freely in the studio, and no one shall be expelled or persecuted unless they have committed a particularly serious crime. ”

"In addition to the taxes to be paid by each commoner on time, no nobleman shall increase the taxes of the commoners of his own territory or persecute the commoners of his own territory under any name. ”

Anya looked at everyone's faces and said expressionlessly.

"From this moment on, all civilians in Shadow Big 6... All under the protection of this king!"

As soon as Anya's words fell, everyone in the audience had different expressions for a while, either incredulous, gloomy, or calm, especially his last words that could not be questioned, which was like a giant fall, smashing the hearts of everyone present.

And the civilians in the distance were completely stunned when they heard it, and they couldn't believe that what they heard was true.

For a moment, Klev's eyes widened, and he finally understood what Anya meant when she brought them to the Imperial Plaza, "You are indispensable today."

He raised his fist high, waved it at the young man on the throne, and shouted: "Your Majesty Anlia, long live!"

The civilians, who were still speculating and suspicious, also sobered up, and followed Klev's continuous shouting, and the originally inexplicably silent square instantly boiled.

The heroic and passionate shouts of the civilians also woke up the big names in the VIP seats with different faces.

Suddenly, some people couldn't sit still, and if it weren't for the identities of those people on the high platform, maybe they would have slapped the table and jumped up.

"Your Majesty, this is not going to work!"

"With all due respect, this bill is completely detrimental to the development of the Empire, and I ask Your Majesty to withdraw it. ”

On the VIP seat, a bald old man straightened up and said respectfully to Anlia on the high throne, but his seemingly respectful words and attitude were full of toughness.

"I also agree with His Excellency the Marquis de Boone that this bill is indeed not suitable for the future development of the Empire. ”

Seeing that Anya was sitting on the throne without speaking, under the secret signal of the white middle-aged man's eyes, another middle-aged man also got up and reconsidered.

For a while, nine times out of ten, the opponents began to talk about each other in the VIP seats.

Looking at Anlia on the high platform, he didn't say anything more, and the white middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, in his opinion, Anya's previous remarks were probably not from him at all, and may have been taught.

A milky little hairy child, what kind of high opinion will he have, except for putting a few fierce declarations and a few so-called bills that no one can agree to win everyone's attention and find a sense of existence, it is estimated that there is nothing really capable.

Looking at the nobles in the VIP seats, whose faces were full of solemnity and were constantly talking to each other, Anlia felt a deep sense of nausea.

If it weren't for the fact that these conspirators, who only know how to fight for power and enslave people's hearts, really think that they are worried about the empire and the so-called future exhibition at this time!

What is not conducive to the better development of the empire in the future? It is not conducive to their better money enslavement in the future.

"Huh—"

Anlia really didn't want to look at it anymore, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the old things in the VIP seats in the audience, who were the most cheerful.

Then he finally spoke slowly, pointed to a person in the VIP seat, and smiled: "Oh...... Then you come out. ”

"Tell me, tell me, what would be a good fit for the Empire Exhibition. ”

Everyone in the VIP table looked at each other, only to see that the person Anya was referring to was the bald old man who was the first to come out to oppose it.

The old man was slightly dressed and walked out of his seat slowly with a smile on his face.

When he came to the stage, he just wanted to make an incisive speech, but Anya, who was on the throne of the high platform, suddenly stood up at this time.

Seeing that his figure moved slightly, everyone didn't see his next move, Anya had already appeared in front of the bald old man, the old man opened his mouth slightly, looking stunned, but before he could speak, he saw a purple flame in his pupils, and he didn't even have time to dodge, so he turned into flying ashes and dissipated with the wind.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not satisfied with your answer. ”

The corners of Anya's mouth turned up slightly, and a trace of coldness and killing intent flashed in her purple eyes.

For a while, everyone in the audience was stunned.

They never expected that the new Shadow Monarch, a teenager who originally seemed to only be able to say a few cruel words and propose some unrealistic bills, would kill people at will in the blink of an eye, without the slightest hesitation.

And the middle-aged man was even more shocked, he knew the strength of the bald old man, it was a marquis!

The bald old man was very famous in his aristocratic class, he lived for more than a thousand years, although he was still a marquis and was also old, but his strength was not below the vice duke, he was a real saint-level powerhouse.

However, they didn't even have the power to fight back, and they turned into ashes in front of Anya's eyes, and the most frightening thing was that they didn't even see what Anya had just done, and instantly arrived in front of the bald old man, and then the old man turned into ashes.

His Majesty Shadow Monarch is at a young age, is he already a god-level powerhouse?

It's a lot of nonsense.

"Oh, I forgot, there are still many nobles here who are worried about the country and the people!"

"Excuse me, do you have any other high opinions?"

"If so, you might as well continue to tell Benjun about it. ”

Anya squinted, playfully glanced at the people in the VIP seat who were still in shock, and said indifferently.

It was obviously a crisp child's voice, but it made everyone in the VIP seat who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves feel inexplicably creepy.

It was as if staring at them was not a teenager, but a demon who had been asleep for thousands of years, waking up and staring at the prey in front of him.

Seeing this, the old patriarch Ryan who was standing on the side wanted to persuade Anya, after all, he also belonged to the aristocratic faction, but after seeing the young man's determined expression, he knew that he couldn't change it.

And the Emperor Ifasius opened his eyes slightly, staring at Anlia, as he had expected this to be the case.

"Your Majesty, it's not worth it to lose an Imperial Marquis for the sake of those insignificant commoners!"

The middle-aged white man finally couldn't bear to sit up and respectfully persuaded Anya.

To be honest, at this time, he didn't want to stand up at such a time to attract Anya's attention, but he had to get up.

Because he kept making his eyes, but the "own people" on the other side pretended not to see it at all, so anxious that he almost flipped the table, and finally had no choice but to get up by himself.

"Civilian ......"

"What's wrong with the civilians?"

"I hope to exchange this so-called marquis for more civilians who you don't know how important you are. ”

Anya was dismissive and said coldly.

"However, the law of the empire has always been to respect the nobles and devalue the commoners. ”

"Nobles are the foundation of the empire, and I have never heard of any Shadow Monarch in the Shadow Empire who has made a bill for the common people, please think about it for your majesty. ”

The middle-aged white man then spoke softly and respectfully.

"Degrading civilians?"

"Your Excellency the Duke of Nareya, what do you think...... Do wanderers belong to civilians?"

Anya squinted at the white middle-aged man and asked calmly.

The white middle-aged man known as Leya was puzzled when he heard Anlia suddenly ask, but he blurted out without thinking much about it, and said with a smile: "Wanderers are more despicable than civilians......

When the last word was spoken, he couldn't help but see the playful eyes of Anlia on the high platform, staring at him, and Ryan, whose face was full of gloom behind Anya.

Lea finally realized that he had been fooled, and the smile on his lips instantly froze.

Leya couldn't wait to slap himself hard in his heart, and he actually forgot about this stubble just now.

Most people didn't know it, but he knew the details of the new Imperial Shadow Monarch, His Majesty Anlia Kane.

Wasn't Anya a wanderer until she was eight years old?

Now that it's good, once this charge of insulting the Shadow Monarch is apprehended, even if he is a member of the Demont family, it is estimated that the end will not be much better than the bald old marquis who was destroyed before.

What made him even more frightened was that the young man on the high platform had a mind and methods that were far from ordinary people, which made him reacquaint himself with the new young Shadow Monarch in front of him.

Originally, he always thought that even if a child became a shadow king, it was estimated that he would not be able to deter the nobles below, and the power could not be completely grasped in his own hands, so he could be said to have completely ignored Anya's cruel words before, but at this time he felt deeply jealous and panicked.

"Your Majesty, I—"

Before Leya could explain, Anya's figure moved slightly, and she instantly stepped on the long table in front of Leya, looking down at him condescendingly and coldly.

This completely frightened Lea and the people around him.

"Wanderers are more despicable than civilians......"

"Y-really, do you really think so?"

Anlia's purple eyes, constantly emitting a lilac glow, stared at Lea slightly, and asked indifferently.

ps: The protagonist is a little pitiful, he was an orphan in his past life and in this life

To be ...... To be continued......

Lewen