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In the royal capital of Omar, a fat figure is lazily reclining on the couch, squinting a pair of drunken eyes, looking at the graceful singing and dancing below, from time to time open his mouth to swallow the grapes handed by the maid next to him, chew it twice, and then suck all the juice into his stomach, and then open his mouth to let the skin fall down the corner of his mouth into the maid's plate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This person is none other than Nicholas the Great, to be precise, it should be Nicholas VI, that farce of the royal conquest has long passed, even at the critical juncture of the siege, this emperor has not forgotten the singing, dancing and food, as if nothing is more important in his heart than these two.

At this moment, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and with a loud bang, the following song and dance were suddenly interrupted, and the musicians and dancers turned around in a little fright, only to see a group of people entering in the harsh sunlight.

The leader looked left and right, looked up at Nicholas, couldn't help frowning, and then said coldly: "You all go down, it's none of your business here." ”

The musician and dancer hurriedly stepped back from both sides, and the man approached the king of Omar step by step with the vast procession behind him.

The fat figure was still lying on the couch at the moment, waiting for the fruit fed by the maid with his mouth open, but after opening it for a long time, he found that he had not waited for anything, so he raised his head and squinted down with drunken eyes.

At this time, there was no singing and dancing, but a group of people wearing armor and holding sharp blades. The fat figure was a little flustered, but when he tried to squint drunken eyes for a moment, he showed an indifferent smile.

"Who should I be, it turned out that the Speaker of the Council has arrived, what kind of wind blew you here?" Then he waved his fat hand and ordered: "Don't you give a seat to Your Excellency the Speaker on both sides!"

But where are the guards on both sides at this moment? The Grand Speaker couldn't help but smile sarcastically: "You and I don't have to be stubborn, I came today because I don't know something, and I want to ask Your Majesty in person." ”

"Well, you can say something. Nicholas leaned over with difficulty, pulled the fruit bowl from the desk, found a fruit in it, and ate it with relish.

The juice of the fruit trickled down his fat hand and into the sleeve of his shirt, and he wiped it casually on his chest before continuing to nibble.

The Speaker and his entourage couldn't help but show a look of disgust on their faces, but no one said anything, just looked at this person coldly, this monarch who should be admired by all people.

"Your Majesty!" the Speaker deliberately suppressed his anger and reminded him loudly, but Nicholas didn't care at all: "You say you say, it's okay. ”

"The ministers have the courage to come here to ask Your Majesty, what should we do at this time?" the Speaker still maintained the courtesy of a courtier, not out of respect for Nicholas, but out of fear of the old man beside him who always stood by and watched.

"What?" Nicholas looked dazed, and then continued to rummage through the huge fruit bowl, trying to find a fruit he liked, and suddenly remembered something, and raised the fruit plate to the people below and said, "You guys come and eat some too?"

For his attitude, someone below finally couldn't help but roar: "You faint king, now that the empire is in the midst of life and death, you are still singing and dancing, enjoying yourself wantonly, where do you care about the empire, where do you care about your subjects?"

"Isn't there still you?" Nicholas still disagreed, wiped his hands on his chest, and then stretched his waist: "That's it? ”

For this is obviously already a forced palace words, Nicholas can treat it so indifferently, but for a while, the speaker and others don't know how to deal with it, but everyone's faces turned red, obviously completely angered by his attitude.

Just when someone wanted to rush forward, the old man beside Nicholas suddenly raised his head, and his star-like gaze couldn't help but make everyone's hearts sink, and everyone seemed to have been caught in the freezing magic, and they no longer dared to make the slightest move.

The speaker was also drenched in cold sweat at the moment, he secretly wiped his forehead, and then said: "Your Majesty, now Calais has been attacking the royal capital for more than half a month, and the city will spend a huge amount of magic crystals every day, at this rate, I am afraid that we will not be able to support it for long, I am waiting here to let Your Majesty have an idea, whether it is war or peace, and Your Majesty needs to show it." ”

"Ah、、、、、h

"Do you have any good ideas? Although I am the king of a country on weekdays, this decision is made by the speaker and the members of the parliament, and you can decide this matter for yourself, regardless of what I mean. ”

Although Nicholas still looked absent-minded, his tone was surprisingly tough, faintly blaming everyone in the House for having already set him in the air as a monarch.

"Hehe" The Speaker laughed dryly and then said: "Your Majesty is blaming me for waiting? But at this moment, when the country is at stake, if Your Majesty can no longer bear it, I am sorry for my ancestors, and I am sorry for Li Shu, if I have to blame the House for this crime, we can only bear it alone, but the eyes of all the people are clear, and history will discuss justice after all, Isn't Your Majesty afraid of bearing an infamy through the ages?"

"And what do you want me?" Nicholas squinted at the people below, but no one noticed at the moment, there was no drunkenness in his eyes, and there was a faint anger in his eyes.

To be honest, Nicholas was not going to be angry at these verbal confrontations, and besides, he had foreseen them, but the scene was a few days in advance, and it seemed that the Speaker's patience was not as good as he had estimated.

"Again, whether it is war or peace, please decide your majesty. The Speaker regained his composure and couldn't help but ask again.

Nicholas couldn't help but pull his robe, sat up straight, looked down coldly and said, "How is the battle?"

"At this moment, Nagatiaro disregarded the trust of the temple and His Majesty, and turned against each other at this critical juncture, colluding with Calais's foreign enemies, and wanted to put my Omar to death, but this thief had been planning for a long time, and unknowingly let him contact the seven principalities, and even coerced the remaining principalities not to send troops to rescue, so that the internal troubles are far greater than the external troubles, I hope that Your Majesty will encourage the dynasty to clear this chaotic minister and thief, so as to solve the danger of Omar's overthrow. This is the war!" The speaker of the Great Council made a full speech, but in the final analysis, he still wanted to let this lazy emperor drive the expedition in person.

There had already been a crisis of being besieged by the enemy country on a royal expedition before, if it weren't for the desperate escort of the royal guards, I was afraid that he would have fallen into the hands of Calais, and now the speaker mentioned this matter again, which inevitably made his eyes even colder.

"And what about peace?" asked Nicholas, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Hearing this, the Speaker couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, and then took out a book table from his bosom, raised it slightly above his head, and said: "If Your Majesty decides to make peace, the ministers will draft a peace document, and ask Your Majesty to read it." ”

"It seems that you have already thought about it, so what are you going to do with me? Wouldn't you have done these things without my consent?" Nicholas saw that the other party had already prepared, but he was no longer angry, because he had already seen that there was no possibility of good things today.

"We have indeed thought about it, but whether it is war or peace, Your Majesty is afraid that you will have to bear the infamy, and the Omar left behind will be a mess, with Your Majesty's reputation in the future, I am afraid that it is no longer suitable to sit on the dragon throne, and I hope that Your Majesty will allow the sixteen princes to inherit in advance. As he spoke, the speaker took out a piece of paper again: "This is the edict I am waiting to draft for the Zen position, and I also ask Your Majesty for permission." ”

At this moment, the other party had nothing to hide, and threw out all the means, and couldn't help but make the old man beside Nicholas tremble, and his hands were slowly withdrawn, and he took a step in front of the king, just afraid that he would have to do it the next moment.

But the Grand Speaker was no longer afraid, turned around and slapped his palms back, and suddenly several figures flashed into the dormitory, and then he said with a slight triumph: "Bienris." Mr. Nicholas, although you are the head of the royal family, you do not have any position in our dynasty after all, and I am afraid that this is not the time for you to speak. ”

Bienrees couldn't help but look at the people behind him coldly, and then smiled slightly: "It turned out to be a few of you juniors, do you think you can do whatever you want with you?"

As he spoke, the old man was about to make a move, but was stopped by Nicholas the Great: "You can imagine that you want to let a doll less than ten years old succeed to the throne, but I am afraid that the whole Omar will be in your pocket at that time." ”

"I'm scared. The Speaker was still smiling, and his words were even more frivolous: "Your Majesty's promise today should be the blessing of Omar and the blessing of all the people, and the annals of his future history should also leave a wonderful mark for your decision today, otherwise it will 、、、、、、"

"Otherwise, what can you do? Do you think that with just a few stinky fish and rotten shrimps, you can overthrow my Omar Dynasty!" said Nicholas raised his voice and shouted: "Come on, take down these rebellious ministers and thieves for me!"

The speaker smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, you better save some effort, your royal guards have already been invited to prison by us, but I'm afraid that even if you are called Potian now, half of your people will not appear!"

But as soon as his words fell, he heard a squeak, and one of the walls of the dormitory suddenly opened, revealing a secret passage inside, and the sound of sonorous footsteps came from it, and in a moment a whole team of royal guards wearing shining armor, holding spears and heavy shields, quickly surrounded the entire dormitory.

The fat figure also changed rapidly at this moment, although it was still the same face, but there was no trace of laziness, but a heroic aura shot out from his eyes coldly, Nicholas sat down beside the old man, and then said loudly: "Uncle Huang, please sit down for a while, such a clown who jumps off the beam, and the nephew can cook by himself!"

The instantaneous change is like a hundred years, so that the faces of the Grand Speaker and the others have changed drastically, and the momentum that emanates from those royal guards is actually the momentum of the Holy Order, of course, this is impossible, how many Holy Steps are there in the entire Omar? Then there is only one possibility, these guards must have cultivated a combined attack technique, connecting their breaths, they can exert the combat power of the Holy Order, and under the combined attack, even the ordinary Holy Rank is not a combined general, at this moment, the terrain in the dormitory is narrow, and the other party has hundreds of people, which is even more terrifying.

Looking at the usually lazy and sloppy Emperor Nicholas, his momentum has risen again and again, and in a blink of an eye, he has broken through to a situation that everyone can't see through, and the speaker's open mouth is no longer closed, and he can't help but exclaim vaguely: "Have you cultivated the transformation magic of the dragon clan." ”

This kind of magic is difficult to learn and even more difficult to master, so almost no one cultivates it, but the Emperor Nicholas in front of him has cultivated him to the point of refinement, so he can blind everyone's eyes, and the speaker knows that he is wrong.

At this moment, they finally knew that the things they thought were under their control had already been put in their own hands, and they were afraid that Emperor Nicholas had already been waiting for them to take this step.