Night, the main city of Serdia, Silbela.

This is a very large city with a non-floating population of 700,000 people, and the size of this city alone is almost the size of the entire territory of Tanatos, and if you add the other nearby cities, the total territory of Serdia will be twice the size of Noze.

"My lords, I would like to vouch with my life that what I have seen is exactly what I said, and that the evidence has been laid down in numbers. ”

Inside the city of Silbela, a heavily guarded council. The parliament is not large, can only accommodate more than 100 people, the building materials are very exquisite, every brick and tile is composed of good soundproof materials, can almost completely eliminate the risk of being eavesdropped by outsiders.

Candles and oil lamps were lit, the Speaker and the twelve councillors were seated (each of whom was a powerful member of the Cerdia faction, and after the end of the First Age, the dictatorship ceased to exist and was replaced by a council of twelve councillors and the Speaker, and whenever Cerdia decided to enact an important reform, or to discuss something very important, the twelve councillors had one vote each, and the speaker had one vote, and the final vote would determine the fate of Cerdia, according to the number of votes), and the soldiers returning to the city presented itIn front of the line "One" stood the corpses of six patrol members neatly laid on the ground, covered with a white cloth and covered with three thick layers of white cloth underneath to prevent the holy council chamber from being unnecessarily filthy.

"Lift it up. The Speaker waved his hand, and two soldiers came from the door and lifted the white cloth.

"This is..."

"Who did it, it's just inhumane!" the white cloth was lifted, causing the lawmakers to exclaim.

"There is one last piece of evidence, please take a closer look. The bark with six tongues sticking to it was handed over, and the councillors were in an uproar.

"This symbol, isn't it the six-pattern flag of Nuoze that was killed that day!"

"It turned out that it was Nuoze's people who did it, and they made such a mark so arrogantly, are they going to declare war on us!"

"Everyone, let's be quiet, this hasn't reached the door yet, why is it arguing?" the speaker patted the table and spoke, and the restlessness below finally stopped, "It is too early to conclude that Nozer has declared war on us, since the beginning of the war in the south, we have sent corresponding defenders and flexible and mobile in the many border cities of Serdia. The garrison light cavalry that can play the role of early warning, but not a single conclusive report has been received for several months to prove this, even if Nozer is really going to declare war on us, please calm down, our Serdia is vast, and the total number of troops that can fight is several times that of Noze, if they want to stand in, then we will send them out lying down!"

"But the honorable Speaker of the Council, look at us, the two horses of the town have already died in the 'Black Swamp Campaign', and they can't resist the state-level combat units of the aggressor country at all, because of this, we can only maintain a neutral position in diplomacy all these years, and we have never been tough in negotiations on the table, but wherever we can retreat, we have retreated as much as possible, which has made us lose face, if the war starts, I am afraid that our people in Serdia will be panicked and will become a pot of porridge!" One of the councillors immediately pointed out the key point, and the death of Serdia's twin riders along with Thorox had been a long-standing common heart disease for everyone here.

"He's right, and it's said that a large part of Noze's coup d'état was due to Tanatos' interference, and I have credible information here, from within Nozer, that the two high-level officials are conspiring against this war!" another lawmaker also voiced his concerns, causing the rest of the House of Representatives to whisper again.

"Thanatos, a small country to the east, the whole country is not as large as our Silbela, so why be afraid!" said one of the councillors, who did not take this small country seriously at all.

"Are you old and confused, although the territory of Tanatos is small, the legendary six swords are not a joke, enough to resist the army of any country!"

"That's right, the six swordsmen of Tanatos are god-like existence in the people, and Cerdia is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning, every year we are disarming, reducing military spending, you go to the arsenal to see, the weapons in the reserve are not left unattended and have long been rusted, and then go to the lord's fiefdom to see, every year can not recruit soldiers, everyone is unwilling to be a soldier, it is better to earn more money by farming at home, the current atmosphere is that farming is more glorious than being a soldier, hey!"

"But no, our Serdia has always been a time when there are many disasters and disasters and don't take a breath, do you remember the great famine a few years ago, a single corn can make several people rob their heads and bleed, so that now everyone has a shadow, when it comes to working hard for the country in exchange for such a little reward, they would rather sweat a little more in the ground!"

"This may be the punishment of the gods for us Celdia, so that we can cleanse the sins of the Emperor for the eternal years!!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

"First... Emperor... Target... What is the sin?" the flames of candles and oil lamps danced restlessly in the sealed council chamber, with a cold wind and a rancid smell, some of which had been extinguished.

The air instantly became cold, and even the hoarfrost could be seen on the glass of the high window. The words just now seemed to come from all corners of the room, clearly and powerfully penetrating everyone present.

"Who is eavesdropping there? Assassins, there are assassins! Guards, guards!" the councillors were in a mess, some yelling, some hiding under the tables, and even more frightened by the sudden attack.

Soon, hurried footsteps sounded outside, and several swordsmen broke through the door in unison, fully armed, searching for the intruder in the chaos, while the soldiers in the hall drew their weapons and searched every corner where they could hide.

"Take me out first. One of the councillors lowered his voice, hunched over, and pulled a swordsman awkwardly towards the door. Unexpectedly, the heavy wooden door closed with a "snap", and no matter how much it was pulled, it couldn't open the door.

In the few remaining candlelit candles, a tall figure in armor gradually appeared in the darkness. That's an unrecognizable person...... No, it should be called a monster! He had the ugliest face in the world, and there are no words to describe the scars on his body, which are definitely the baptism of hell to have this horrible scar. His armor had long since rusted, and the stitches were clinging to carrion, and the carrion was mixed with black muddy water, and it stenched incessantly. His facial features are perfectly hidden in the pitch-black helmet, like an endless abyss, and a single glance will swallow your soul into your belly.

"Serdia—" he softly called out the name of the country, his inky eyes gradually exposing themselves to the candlelight as he progressed—a pair of eyes that were bleeding incessantly, thick blood running down his cheeks at the corners of his eyes, seeping into the cracks in his armor, and then turning around his fingers a few times, dripping to the ground. Blood droplets hit the ground, but there was not a splash of blood. Because it quickly evaporates the moment it hits the ground, turning into a wisp of gray vapor that is not easy to detect.

"Assassin! Assassin has appeared!" to the miserable cries of the councillors, the swordsmen swarmed up and turned their weapons on the uninvited guest.

"Presumptuous...", his body "beep" suddenly burst out with an extremely cold yin qi, instantly freezing the besieging swordsmen into ice sculptures, "Is this the current ruler of Cerdia... Cowardly, incompetent, what a disappointment for me..."

"Who are you, what do you want to do!" the councillors watched in horror as they were cornered by the frosty walls.

"Oh, who am I...?" asked this, and the uninvited guest suddenly covered his head and fell into pain, but after moaning in pain for a while, he seemed to come to his senses again and let out a hellish laugh.

"I am the Northern Emperor, the founding emperor of Celdia, Thorox, who has come to save this decaying and terminally ill country... And who are you?"