Chapter 399: Sika Gets Angry (Part II)

[I forgot to add the title in the last update.] Tragedy]

The Caucasians also had a glorious past, and in the era of the First Dynasty they would have been crowned kings. Caucasian priests also participated in battles against the gods, and it is said that the first Caucasian king was the same level as the emperor of the First Dynasty, a strong man of the eighteenth rank.

Of course, this is the legend of the Caucasians themselves, and other dynasties, but this matter has never been mentioned.

Sika smiled and stroked his belly, feeling the rhythm of life inside. The Caucasian warriors showed great patience, and among them there were two female warriors, who were particularly close to the Xika.

At last there were strong priests among the Caucasians, and Sika was still two children, and Saleen would certainly have promised to make one of them a pure priest and become a Caucasian.

"Priest, try this cassava porridge we grew ourselves. A Caucasian female warrior brought the bowl over. This gives the bowl extremely light and thin, flawless throughout, smooth lines, showing the color of jasper, and is a luxury porcelain made by Yunliu people.

The Caucasians don't like this thing, it's better than a large bowl made of monster skulls.

But Schika's power has grown. It is necessary to be familiar with controlling this power, otherwise it will be troublesome to take care of children in the future.

Sika took the bowl with one hand and frowned, "It's a little hot." ”

"Priest, you can't eat cold, it's not good for children. ”

"Caucasian children, how can they be so expensive. When we were in the village, we would eat in the snow in the cold winter. Children in their teens will be able to catch Warcraft. ”

"But there are two small sacrifices in there. The Caucasian warrior replied with a grin.

"Okay. Although Sika liked to eat cold porridge, he still listened to the female warrior. Pregnant women should not eat raw and cold things, this knowledge is studied by magicians.

"Lord Priest. Ten male Caucasian warriors also gathered around and laid the finished things on the table in front of Sika. They simply lit a fire in the temple and didn't need a kitchen. Anyway, Sika is the regent, and no one can control her.

"What's the matter?" "Normally, these warriors were just a little nervous, but today they seemed to be attentive, and Sika knew that these people must have something to say.

"His Royal Highness Sarin is already married, do you want to go back to Nanyuan, we are saying...... Waiting for His Highness to come back. ”

Sika threw the bowl in his hand to the ground, shattered it, and shouted, "Who does this mean, you guys?"

The Caucasian warriors were so frightened that they all stood up, and the two female Caucasian warriors said: "Priest, don't be angry, it's not good for the child. ”

"Kids. Hmph, answering my words, I'm angry, can you control it?" "Sika was originally a good temper, but after pregnancy, people always have some changes, and the feeling of tension has not been eliminated. Suddenly, she heard that someone in the Caucasian wanted to get her to leave Saleen, which immediately made her angry and irrepressible.

"Priest, we all have your back, and although His Highness Sarin is married to the King of Rexshire, he has also entrusted the kingdom to you. It's some foreign elders who are studying this matter, and most of us warriors don't think about it. Twelve Caucasian warriors confessed their attitude to Schika.

Sika also knew that these warriors worshipped him, but this kind of thing definitely didn't happen in a day or two, and now it reached his ears, and those elders were planning to be very hidden.

It is no wonder that more and more Caucasians gathered, except for part of Phoenix, part of Skocian. Most of the rest fled to the Kingdom of Metatling, few surrendered to the Holy See, and those who did not escape were also captured or killed by the Holy See.

Now there are only about 40,000 Caucasians in Metatrin, most of them are in the army, and some of them are the most trusted people of Shika, from her village. But outside the city, there are already more than 300,000 Caucasians, and these Caucasians are only adults, not children.

This is equivalent to more than 300,000 Caucasian warriors, which is equivalent to a small Caucasus kingdom next to the city of Metatrin. With power, there will be a struggle for power. The South Caucasus, where Shika is located, is fine, but the North Caucasus is no longer in the form of a village, and a huge Caucasus gathering place has appeared.

The Caucasians are not what they were in ancient times, and they also learned from the four empires and tried to establish their own kingdom.

The more she understood, the more angry she became, and she said to the twelve Caucasian warriors: "You, will you be loyal to me forever?"

Sika had never said such a thing before. She doesn't like to be a leader, all she has to do is do her duty to her relatives in the village.

"Priest, of course we owe only to you. The warriors replied with some inexplicability, their mission was to protect Sika, no matter how strong the enemy was. They will all use their flesh and blood to block attacks on Shika.

"I mean, obey me alone, even if all the Caucasian elders oppose me. Sika leaned back in his chair, put his feet up on the table, and stroked his belly with his hands.

The twelve Caucasian warriors hesitated for a moment and said, "Priest, don't you want to be a Caucasian anymore?"

"If I don't want to do it, are you going to leave me?"

"Of course not, Priest, if you wish, you can also establish your own kingdom. "None of these fighters are Caucasians from outside, and their feelings are different for Sika. It was the Shika that gave them hope.

"Build your own kingdom?" a flash of inspiration flashed through Schika's mind, she rarely remembered the connection of something so quickly.

When Salin was leaving, he not only made himself regent, but also made himself king of the Caucasus, and he must have expected that this trouble would arise among the Caucasians.

The Caucasus has never been founded in history, so he is the first king of the Caucasus, hehe, elder? These people are so greedy. Perhaps learned the shamelessness of the Scorpians.

"You don't have to stay in the temple tonight, well, go and find out how many people in the city's army support the elders from outside. Although Schika believed that the Caucasians who remained in the city were more reliable, she still followed Salin's example and tried not to make any loopholes.

"Priests, the elders......"

"Elders from outside, I won't let them enter the city, my current status is the regent. Before Saleen came back, I was in charge of Metatrin City. Sika thought for a moment, and then said, "I'll give you a warrant for the sixth battalion to guard the south gate, and if anyone wants to make trouble, send out the magic heavy infantry." ”

"Priest, what about the elders of Nanyuan?" a female Caucasian warrior asked with some concern when she heard Sika's resolute reaction.

"I'll go and convince them personally, if they're the same as the elders outside...... I'm not going to take their lives either. Sika said lightly, a little sour in his heart.

She originally thought that the soul of the Caucasian people was the purest, but she did not expect that among these people, there were still people with lust.

The elders tried to separate her from Salin in order to get two infant priests instead of one. Salin's two children are in their hands, and of course they can mix better and put forward more conditions.

Moreover, greed alone cannot create this situation. I am afraid that among the Caucasians from outside, priests and strong men have appeared. Once a person has power, he is more likely to fall.

If Salin hadn't taken them in, how could these Caucasians near Metatrin have lived so comfortably. Even if the mountains and forests are barren, they can always be supplied by Metatrin City, and no one will starve to death. The war is also far away from them, and those who join the army are not all the close ethnic groups that they have worked hard to gather at the beginning.

No wonder Salin didn't let these cronies go to war with the Caucasians, the number of these people was still too small.

Thinking of this, Shika smiled helplessly, it was still Salen who was shrewd and knew that something would happen to the Caucasians. I only realized it today, and Salin didn't say it all the time, because he was afraid that he would be sad.

It's okay to be a Caucasian king yourself, and after making laws, weaken the power of the elders. Who wants to bind themselves with the rules of the Caucasians in the future. Then they will fight back with the law and destroy it.

Twelve Caucasian warriors knelt down, and in Caucasian etiquette, kneeling in front of each other was a sign of closeness, and bowing their heads to serve was a sign of submission.

"Priest, we swear by our souls, and from now on, we will be loyal only to you. ”

"Swear by our souls!"

Sika felt the fluctuations in the depths of his soul, and in the dark, he and these twelve Caucasian warriors already had some kind of mysterious connection.

This confession of allegiance has been passed down among the Caucasians for tens of thousands of years, and no one has ever broken the oath.

There is no perfect contract of magicians, but it has always been strictly enforced, and this is the shackles of the Caucasus oath, a way of allegiance to the priesthood.

Sika took out a pen and paper and silently wrote a warrant for the soldiers to mobilize the sixth battalion to defend the south gate. Even if the Caucasians in the city will not betray, they may not be willing to fight the Caucasians outside the city. Replace with the sixth battalion, if those elders are not interested, Sika will send more troops and simply go into the mountains to exterminate them.

Completely separate yourself from Sarin? Thinking of this, Schika's heart will hurt very much.

The Caucasian warrior left Sika's room, went down to the first floor of the temple, summoned twelve other Caucasian warriors, and went up to continue serving Sika.

Leaving the temple, the twelve Caucasian warriors celebrated with joy on their faces and high-fived.

"The priest really refused, those old fellows, they are all ungrateful. But it's okay, this time we South Caucasians have hope. ”

"That is, they rely on the large number of people and will want to control all of us, what idiots, how can the priests be willing to give in. ”

"Let's go quickly, you two go to the sixth battalion, and take the priest's warrant to mobilize the army and replace the defense of the south gate. Let's gather our own men and start finding spies in the Temple Legion. Caucasians from elsewhere must have mixed in. ”

"Yes. ”

The order was given by an older male Caucasian warrior, who hurried to the southern city with the rest of the men.