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[Huaxia's small fire, this chapter is still for his reward! ] ]

The gentle moonlight swept through the streets of Olisga, casting dappled shadows beneath the bell towers and high walls. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe night is dark, but it's not dark. Above the canopy, the stars shone brightly, and the night sky to the north was faintly lit by fire, as if there were flames churning above the nebula. If the gentle moonlight is a woman, then the prosperous and beautiful Ollista is a majestic and polite man, and they snuggle up to each other without separating each other.

Many people have fallen asleep, and there are so many things that have happened today, and people can only use sleep to calm the excitement and anger in their hearts. Yes, anger. The declaration of the Lonely Mountain Flame Castle is no longer a secret, and one day's work is enough to make it clear to the people of the imperial capital. Living in the vicinity of the political circles of the entire human kingdom, even the peddlers are more concerned about the affairs of the empire than the people of other places. After hearing the proclamation of the Flame Castle, the taverns of the empire were filled up one after another, and people gulped down their wine in the taverns, shouting at Masson for his rebellion, and they were even angrier than the king.

In the afternoon of the same day, a message was sent from the Fort of Dawn to Duke Marson. The essay is concisely worded and logically rigorous, pointing out Mason's unjust crimes such as coercion of the old earl Fern, collusion with foreign races, and assassination of the king. For this reason, the empire officially banned Masson's title and demanded that Masson unconditionally open the three cities of Miraham, Sharp Stone, and Pike; Disband the army and go to the imperial capital to stand trial in person.

This declaration caused the people of the imperial capital to complain, and at the same time, the sales of beer in various taverns soared by 30%. People even paraded the streets chanting the name of the Emperor in the end, and of course ended up cleaning the guards home.

It was only by this time that Ollista really quieted down. But not everyone had fallen asleep, such as the Prime Minister, and Nebot was not sleepy. He was in his study, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking out the window at the night scene and speechless. The Prime Minister's eyebrows are furrowed, he is not as optimistic as the people in the imperial capital. It was not a good time to launch a crusade against Masson at this time, but the declaration of the Right Flame Castle forced Targario to make this decision. It can be said that Masson has grasped an excellent opportunity to make a move, at this moment the Shadow Principality is gathering troops from the north and south, and the Emperor ** team is bound to respond, Masson is in trouble at this time, and the army that Targario can mobilize becomes limited.

At the very least, Flame Castle now only needs to face the Frostwind Dragon's army, rather than multiple Imperial elites at the same time.

Furthermore, according to the information currently available to the Empire, it is known that several powerful lords have joined Masson's alliance. Even after Masson was pacified, it would still have an inevitable and far-reaching impact on the empire. Especially when the alien race is around, the effect will be greater and deeper.

Nebert couldn't help but sigh lightly, if Tangreo Ken had done something to Mason earlier, he would not have caused the current situation. But if he did, he wouldn't be a Targario either. Ma Sen is to capture the psychology of the emperor, so that he can arrange it calmly.

There was a knock on the door, and Nebot put down his glass and said in a deep voice, "I said don't bother me, Just......"

The door to the study was opened, and someone came in and said, "Don't blame poor Just, for he can't stop me, Honorable Prime Minister." Under the lights, Targario, who was dressed in civilian clothes, raised the wine bottle in his hand towards Nebot, at this moment he was like the drunkard who can be seen everywhere in Olisgari, how can he look like a half-point emperor. The prime minister's butler next to him spread his hands helplessly, and Nebot shook his head and asked the butler to leave.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

"I don't know what to do, I'm looking for you to drink. My good Prime Minister, you must know that there are too few people in the palace who can drink safely, and if you think about it, it is most comfortable to come to you to drink. Speaking of which, how long has it been since I've been to you? Targario himself honestly pulled a chair over and shoved his tall, sturdy body into the pitiful chair, and listened to the crunching of the chair, which made one wonder if it would collapse for the Emperor.

"It's been years, Your Majesty." The Prime Minister replied.

"Now I'm not a bullshit emperor, I'm just a middle-aged man full of trouble. Nebot, why do you say Masson did this? I can't give him the throne except for him, I've already given everything I can, and he's still so dissatisfied? Targario picked up the bottle and put it in his mouth, he was already full of alcohol, of course, even if he drank for three days and three nights, the emperor would not get drunk, unless he wanted to get drunk himself.

And now the situation is clearly the latter.

"The human heart is a bottomless pit, Your Majesty. The python is not as big as an elephant, but it wants to swallow the elephant in its stomach, and that is the reason for it. ”

"What about you, Nebot. Tell me, what do you want? ”

Nebot's eyes were clear: "I want the empire to prosper, and foreign races will not invade." I want no more lords, no more lords, no more than one lord, and the people away from war. Whether it's alien or lord's. Your Majesty, I come from humble beginnings, but because of this, I see more than anyone else. ”

Targario looked at him in a daze, and sighed for a long time: "If everyone were like you, I wouldn't have so many troubles." ”

"That's obviously impossible, as long as you sit in that position."

Nebot paused, and changed the subject, not wanting to remind Targario of the things that annoyed him: "But today, it surprises me that His Majesty would agree to Julian's expedition. After all, Howson seems to be a better candidate than Julian. ”

"Why, aren't you happy for your students? With the merits of this crusade against Masson, Julian is firmly on the throne of the crown prince. Targario shook the bottle: "Do you still have wine?" ”

Nebot nodded, called the butler to let him fetch the wine, and said, "It turns out that Your Majesty has long had a fixed opinion about the crown prince. ”

"Yes, there are some ideas." Targario put down the wine bottle, looked out the window and said, "Among the princes, Hausen is undoubtedly the most appetizing for those old fellows of Rodek. But look at it, Prime Minister. Once we've repelled the Shadow Duchy, the Empire needs a period of recuperation. But if Hausen is allowed to be the head of this country, with his character, he will probably listen to Rodek's reckless military force, and then the consumption of national strength will be something we cannot afford. ”

"Julian is not a strong man, but he is stable and gentle, and he is fit to be the king of the empire in his recuperation, even more so than I am. Of course, it would not work without someone like Earl Allen to assist him, at least he must have the force to suppress the opposition in order to secure the position I have given him. ”

The butler knocked on the door, and a servant came in with a dining cart. There was not only wine in the dining car, but also honey. Roast chicken, cream cake, grapes, apples and other fruits and vegetables. Targario spread his hands and looked at Nebot: "Is this trying to eat fat me?" My good Prime Minister, do you want your king to look fat? ”

"You're in a bad mood, Your Majesty, and I've heard that food can make people feel good."

"I think you're right, I'm in a much better mood now." Targario tore off a chicken leg and put it to his mouth and bit it. Juice Siyi: "Actually, there's nothing to worry about, it's just to send a brother to the gallows." Ha, how simple, I've done a lot of this kind of thing before, so why bother with it. ”

Nebot chose to be silent, and Targario's heavy eyes couldn't see anything simple.

The prime minister looked out the window, and the night was dark.

Above the cloudy sky beyond Nebot's vision, over the silver-gray clouds dyed by the moonlight, a nocturnal flying beast slid through the sky. The beast's triangular head was covered with eyeballs, and it glided leisurely through the clouds. Suddenly, as if I felt something, all my eyes looked upward, and in those eyes of different colors, the stars and the sky were reflected. The beast's vision even pierced through the planet's atmosphere, seeing what was happening somewhere in space. As if frightened, its streamlined flat body thrust upwards and disappeared into the clouds.

In the cosmic space outside the Heavenly Star, suddenly a space bulged up like a water bubble, and then a ray of light appeared in the center, and the light separated on both sides, revealing one of the colorful spatial passages. From this space passage, a starship leaped out. The red skulls on both sides of the ship are eerily eye-catching and unforgettable. The starship stayed in space outside the Heavenly Star, and after a few moments, the bilge opened, and a small spaceship slid out of it.

The ship's dark red color is when it slides out of the mothership's hull, and the wings on both sides are spread out, giving the hull a triangular shape. The tail engine flickered, and the ship swept towards the Paradise Star. When it enters the atmosphere, it spreads a beautiful pair of wings of flame when viewed from space.

After entering the interior of the planet, the spaceship gradually disappeared and disappeared.

In the hull control room, two hands were constantly stroking on a red triangular crystal floating in the air. With each stroke, the triangular crystal will rotate to different angles, and the wave energy will spread in circles. Each lap of wave energy is a set of commands, in exchange for feedback from the ship's intelligent brain. Starck's eyes reflected countless jumping information, and the starship brain directly projected these data onto a crystal plate in front of the pirate emperor's eyes. The symbols and words on it can only be understood by Starck, and even the simplest symbol contains a huge amount of data.

When his hand left the triangular crystal, the crystal plate descended and became a tray of crystals.

Stark looked at the porthole of the airship, which passed silently across the earth, reflecting the images of the earth, forests, rivers and cities. Looking at these, Stark said softly: "This is still a young planet, and the creatures that breed on this planet, the civilization they have created is still very backward, but the understanding and control of the source force is not inferior to any advanced civilization. Not only that, but the source power inside the planet is abundant, so this place is rich in resources. ”

The two purple-clothed sword slaves walked to Stark's side, and one looked at Stark's near-perfect side face and said, "Master, I don't understand. Since the person you're looking for is on this planet, why don't you just go straight to the planet and catch someone, why be so careful. ”

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