Noi didn't stay at the junior high school for long, and returned to the security department in the afternoon, during which time Elena and the others had all returned to their own world through the portal.

The Esoteric Ritual will send an envoy to the camp in two days to conduct academic exchanges, and the means of transportation will be the portal of the Road City, and it will take two days for Baier Walker to select the personnel for the Esoteric Rite.

After Lu Cheng returned to the camp with Noi, the first thing he heard was... The emperor of the Far South, Pesiv, showed signs of awakening.

Lu Cheng sent Nuo Yi back to her residence, and then quickly walked to the liaison headquarters and directly found Li Jin, the head of Emperor Pesif.

"Where did you assign him?"

"Resettlement Area C1D of King Scarre, I have sent Sergeant Chu to monitor his activities." Li Jin replied.

The kite's original name was Chu Jiangning, and he also had the rank of sergeant in the team.

"Kites? I'm going to check it out now. ”

Lu Cheng sorted out some recent reports in the liaison headquarters, and nothing major happened in four days, and the biggest news was that the situation in the Far South had begun to show a trend of civil strife.

The royal family in the Far South is still hiding the news of Emperor Pesif's death, but it seems that many people already know about Emperor Pesif's disappearance.

The chaos of the Far South brought prosperity to Scarlet, whose population has now grown from 10,000 to about 40,000.

What the princess of Mera is now focused on is the ideological work of immigration, which in simple terms is to build civic pride.

Emperor Pesif of the Far South also became one of Scarley's immigrants, though he did not know it.

Lu Cheng directly used the portal to come to the C1D area of resettlement according to the address given by Li Jin.

The country of Scalley has completely become the backyard of the Celestial Empire, although on the surface it is Mera who is in politics, but the transformation and development of the royal city and even the general direction of ideological education are all controlled by the Celestial Empire.

Of course, the wise Queen Mera knew what this meant, but she was powerless to change it, and if Scarre wanted to become rich and powerful, she had to take care of the 'gardener' of the Celestial Empire, and it was the gardener's business to cut Scarley into what shape she wanted.

Area C1D used to be home to merchants in the outer city of Scarre, and the buildings here were initially renovated by the Celestial Empire to be connected to electricity, and running water was still rationed.

The location of the Lucheng teleportation is equivalent to the neighborhood committee in this area.

"Captain Road."

The soldiers of the Celestial Empire, who were in charge of the security management of this area, immediately stood up and saluted Lu Cheng as soon as they saw Lu Cheng.

The security of the royal city of Scarre is jointly managed by the Scarley security team and the Celestial Empire soldiers, who are only responsible for guidance and ideological education in most cases.

"Where's Sergeant Chu?" Lu Cheng habitually returned the salute, and then asked where the kite was.

"It's upstairs, I'll lead you over, Captain Road."

Lu Cheng followed the person in charge to the second floor of the building, and soon saw a kite holding a telescope by the window.

The room on the second floor is not only a telescope, but also special surveillance equipment and eavesdropping equipment, which is simply a spy war headquarters.

But all of this equipment was used to spy on a lonely middle-aged man who had broken his left hand.

"What's going on now?"

Lu Cheng found a chair and sat next to Kite.

"He woke up three hours ago and is still in bed... Captain Lu, did you say you haven't slept enough? Kite handed the binoculars in his hand to Lu Cheng and pointed to the neighborhood in the distance.

Lu Cheng picked up the binoculars given by the kite and looked through a window, through the gap in the window, Lu Cheng could faintly see Emperor Persif lying on the bed.

"He's been asleep for almost a week, can't he have slept enough, maybe he's passed out again?"

Lu Cheng glanced back at the room where the kite was, and he gave Lu Cheng a copy of the body report on Emperor Pesiff.

"According to the doctor, all the signs of his body have stabilized, but he is a little malnourished, should he send a doctor to take a look?" Kite said.

"No, don't look at him with a telescope just yet."

Lu Cheng returned the binoculars in his hand to the kite, and at the same time closed the window in front of him, focusing on the surveillance.

Emperor Persif, who was lying on the bed during the surveillance, still did not move.

"How's your progress with the pictorial?" Lu Cheng asked suddenly.

"Captain, it's not good to ask about this kind of personal matter during the mission." The kite whispered.

"It's not a front-line mission, how about it?"

"At the end of the month, I plan to take a leave of absence to get a marriage certificate." Kite's next sentence almost choked Lu Cheng.

"So fast?" Lu Cheng wanted to ask how the progress of the two of them could be so fast, but the Emperor Pesif who was under surveillance finally opened his eyes.

………………

Pesif had woken up five hours earlier, but he had been pretending to be asleep in his bed.

Because he had to figure out where he was.

The world after death?

This point was vetoed by Pesiff for the first time, and he could clearly hear the sound of his own heartbeat, strong and powerful.

It was like a boulder pressing down on his chest, and the suffocating feeling that had plagued him for nearly thirteen years had completely disappeared.

Pesiff shifted his gaze to his left arm, the front of which was empty, and the Holy Crystal, a symbol of his king's power, was gone, leaving only a pile of badly worn burlap bags tied around his wrist.

Although he was mentally prepared, Pesif was still short of breath and angry enough to sit up and shout, but his cultivation as an emperor allowed him to control his anger.

Calm down, first understand your current situation, first of all, this is not the Far South.

He didn't judge it by the layout of the room, but by the smell in the air.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air of the Far South.

Secondly, he was not captured by the enemy, but by those forces who wanted to assassinate him.

Pesif sat up from the bed and tore off the linen bandage on his left wrist.

The wound was treated very meticulously, so meticulous that Persiv did not know the specific treatment method, and the symptoms of blood loss were completely suppressed, and his body ......

Wait a minute... No more chest pain?

Pesiff covered his chest, and he thought that the suffocation was gone because he had just woken up, but he got up from the bed and moved his body.

Except for the weakness of his limbs, there was no longer the kind of fatal pain in his chest, which also meant that the terminal illness that had plagued him for thirteen years was completely gone!

Is this the shelter of the goddess of strife?

No... It must have been a skilled physician who helped him cure this stubborn disease!

In the past, in order to cure his terminal illness, Pesif promised a lot of gold and silver treasures and status to the doctors and alchemists, but none of the doctors could get his reward.

Pesif is a trustworthy emperor, and after thirteen years, he still intends to fulfill the promise he once made!