If you could live forever, would you be willing?

What if you can live forever, but only if you sacrifice 10,000 people, 1 million people, a country, or even all the people on a continent?

Will you still say yes?

It was five days ago, the day after I beat Villar.

Imperial... Palace... The Emperor's Inner Sleep

"As your most faithful people, I have important things to report to you!"

As the national teacher, Samanto knelt on one knee with great sincerity, held the outstretched right hand of Emperor Valitian with both hands, and kissed it gently.

"Ahh ”

His Majesty the Emperor, who is too old, feels like it is laborious even to speak.

"Two agents belonging to the empire recently disappeared in Hemalton for no apparent reason. For the sake of the Prince's safety, I pray that Your Majesty's grace and permission will begin to investigate this matter. (The so-called Imperial Agents, the two who were killed by Raymond before, are actually Samanto's personal minions.) ）

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!!"

Valitian coughed violently, wheezing, trying to calm the chest discomfort caused by the intense dry cough.

The maid officer on the side hurriedly stepped forward and gently slapped His Majesty the Emperor's back while stroking his chest.

"Huh... Hah...", gasping, "I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty, for your trust and grace!" Samantor knelt down again to show his loyalty.

"Huh... Ha... And that's how it went?"

"It's on the agenda, and while it's a bit flawed, it's just a matter of time!" Samanto explained.

Valitian stretched out his hand and motioned for the maid to step back, and said thoughtfully, "I feel like my time is running out, I hope you can finish it as soon as possible!"

Valitian moved his eyes and drifted to where the national teacher was kneeling.

"Yes!"

Glancing at it by the emperor, Samanito couldn't help but tighten his heart.

"Octavi!"

The Emperor raised his right hand and swung it slightly.

The maid behind him stepped forward quickly, pushed the wheelchair carrying the emperor, and turned back to the dormitory.

Seeing the emperor leaving, Samanto slowly stood up, gently patted his knees a few times, and his humble face gradually turned cold.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, Samanto flicked the sleeves of his robe and turned to leave the palace.

......

Imperial... General Staff Headquarters...

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have received a clear indication from His Majesty the Emperor. From now on, it will be put on alert and ready to go to war against the northern principalities. At the same time......"

"But what is the reason for going to war? If you start a war for no reason, once the alliance imposes sanctions, the consequences you will endure are not something that you here can bear. ”

A middle-aged man with epaulettes shown as a general, interrupted Samanto's words and questioned.

"Brigadier General Wallace, you bastard, are you questioning the words of the National Teacher, or are you questioning the decision of His Majesty the Emperor?"

Duke Clegg, who was a hawk and a member of the General Staff, stood up sharply and said in an almost roaring tone.

"No! I'm just thinking about things in the interests of the Empire. ”

Although the empire was an imperial system, the rise of the military in the early war period made some nobles feel unhappy to a large extent.

After all, there is a threat to their own status, which is also the fundamental reason why the military department and the aristocracy have always been in a state of opposition.

Samanto was rarely not angry that someone interrupted him, and glanced majestically at everyone seated.

"Why? Soon it will be. Samanto paused, "But one thing I want to emphasize is that at the same time as the warning order is issued, the large-scale recruitment of new soldiers will begin throughout the country, and His Majesty the Emperor and all of you don't want to do something that is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice!"

"Everything is an empire!"

"Wow!"

Everyone stood up in unison, "Yes! Everything is an empire!"

A soldier is a soldier, and all personal grievances are floating clouds in front of the empire.

Resolution of the meeting - unanimously passed!

In the break room, Samanto said to a shadow, "Send that one to the north immediately!"

The shadow did not indicate anything, just a letter on the table, dipping into the shadow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then the shadow fades and vanishes.

"Master National Teacher!"

Outside the door, a voice sounded at the right time, and a person pushed the door in.

"Oh, Duke Clegg, what are you doing?"

The duke was not polite, and sat down on the sofa casually.

The attendant knocked on the door and offered a cup of delicate flower tea.

"Purr!" he took a sip.

"My brother, do you really entrust everything to you?"

As Clegg was sipping tea, the corner of his eye, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at where Samanto was standing.

"You and I both know it, so why bother ......"

"Hahaha!" both laughed at the same time.

"On the aristocratic side, I have gained absolute control, as for the ...... of those soldiers"

"Most of the soldiers are royalists, and it is feasible to sacrifice if necessary!"

Samanto also picked up the teacup on the table and gently blew away the tea leaves floating on the water.

"Remember our agreement!"

Clegg put down his teacup, got up and walked to the door, and looked up.

Looking at the newly closed wooden door, Samantor snorted softly, "Stupid human!"

And the other side......

Clegg sat in his own carriage on his way back to the Duke's Palace.

Immersed in the illusion of infinity, Clegg suddenly stopped the carriage and pulled him back into the present world.

"Pig, what's going on?"

Outside the carriage, the groom who was driving replied respectfully, "Lord Duke, it is Lord Lancaster who wants to ask to see you!"

"Let him come up!"

"Yes!"

After receiving permission, Lancaster slowly and struggled to climb into the carriage, and after several failed attempts, the soldiers accompanying him stepped forward to help him and pushed the fat Lancaster into the carriage.

"Earl of Lancaster! I think you should lose weight!"

Clegg frowned, looked at the fat man who was snorting and panting across from him.

"Compared to such a trivial matter, I want to know more about what the Duke and the National Teacher are talking about?"

Lancaster didn't seem to care at all about his obesity, even to the point where he would gasp for breath after a few steps.

"Just a temporary partner, I don't expect him to be much loyal. ”

"Hmph, I knew that guy couldn't be trusted, if you want me to ......?"

As he spoke, Lancaster reached out and gestured.

"No! He's the core of our plan! It's not time to do it yet! But keeping an eye on him is necessary!"

"I see!"

Lancaster finally stopped gasping.

"How many supporters do we have now?" Clark looked out the window at the sky.

"Even the Viscount Knights, there are a hundred and thirteen nobles who have sworn allegiance to us!" Lancaster said after a moment's thought.

"113 people, a lot!" Clegg muttered to himself.

"We can sacrifice some of our men if necessary!" said Blue Caster hurriedly.

"Blue card.. , you remember, as long as we get that, the whole world will be ours in the future. If the person is gone, you can find it again, but if that one is gone, there is nothing!"

"I know!"

Clegg suddenly realized that Lancaster, who had followed him for many years, was a little speechless.

"Anything else?"

"Lord Duke, I wonder if one day I have to be sacrificed, please don't be merciful!"

As he spoke, Lancaster thought that Clegg lowered his head.

"Hahaha!"

Clegg's unprovoked laughter made Lancaster nervous.

Could it be that he was aware of his true intentions?

Although he lowered his head, his body changed with his heart, and cold sweat couldn't help but flow out.

"Lanka .. You are my most faithful friend! How could I give up on you!"

As he spoke, Clegg raised his hands and grabbed Lancaster's body, ignoring his steamed sweat directly.

"You have to remember that even if I abandon my family, I will not sacrifice you! You are my most important friend!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency, Your Majesty, for your dedication and death!"

“......”

Lancaster was worried about how to get out of the car, after all, it was so hard to get in the car. Clegg was thinking, since the play is over, why don't you leave this fat pig-like goods.

Took a look at the blue card.. Thinking back to his carriage, Clark had an epiphany!

"Lan Qing, how about drinking tea at my house together?

"I'm scared!"

Lancaster was convinced that the Duke could understand his embarrassment.