Chapter 97: The Puppet Emperor

The captive guards were soon driven to the base of the city wall by Nana's private army, and a bloody massacre ensued, with the screams of the guards before they died resounded throughout the city of Ummah. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Conley's face turned pale as he watched the city guards fall one by one, fell to his knees, staggered to the ground, and fainted.

Nana turned a blind eye, her gaze wandering over the rest of the captives.

To Nana's regret, she didn't find Gavin. Gavin has two level 9 powerhouses by his side, one of whom is still a magician, and it is not difficult to escape.

In addition to the seven hundred city guards, there were still two thousand three hundred and four prisoners left, and this group of people was different from those city guards, they were all middle-level warriors who had been trained by the family for many years. Without this group of men, Gavin can be said to have lost his qualifications for training.

"You have two choices, either become my soldier or be like those city guards!" Nana said indifferently, pointing to the corpses at the base of the city walls.

Ferdy stood not far away staring at Nana's back, the girl changed so quickly that Ferdy couldn't believe his eyes!

Yesterday's Nana was still a girl next door, and overnight, she became a cold-blooded executioner in the blink of an eye. If there was still a trace of fetters in Nana's heart that did not belong to the battlefield, but now, this girl has transformed and is completely a qualified commander!

Seven hundred and eighty people were killed and three hundred and twenty seriously wounded, and Nana did not blink an eyelid. Killing seven hundred of the city guards of Uma City, Nana did not hesitate at all.

Nana's growth rate shocked Ferdy!

Gavin's remaining soldiers all eventually surrendered, and for them, the allegiance was still to the Sola family, but only to change the temporary commander.

A week later.

As the capital of the Principality of Saan, Starfall City is known as the "City That Never Falls". Of course, the "non-falling" here does not mean that it cannot be attacked, but because Starfall City is located on a large canyon.

The Grand Canyon is called the Canyon of the Winds, with an altitude of 5,000 meters and a length of 20,000 miles, and is said to have been the birthplace of Sommit, the god of wind.

Eight thousand years ago, the first careerist of the Guluo Continent built the capital in the Valley of the Wind and named it "Starfall City". Successive generations of occupiers chose this place as their capital and expanded it.

It wasn't until 2,000 years ago, when the Canyon of the Winds was fully expanded to become a castle in the sky with a permanent population of 200,000, that the reputation of the "Immortal City" began to spread.

Inside the Palace of Starfall City.

Emperor Carlos hunched down on his desk, and an ethereal sketch gradually came to life under Carlos's pen: on a towering mountain peak, covered by clouds and mist, a tall man stood like a giant between heaven and earth. Most of the man's body was covered by clouds and mist, and it was impossible to see it really, but his face was full of majesty.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and Carlos hesitated for a long time before putting pen to paper on the man's eyes.

The door to the study was gently pushed open, and a silver-haired court mage silently walked up to Carlos' desk.

"Uncle Peter, how are the little ones?"

Carlos asked without raising his head.

"Except for the Monroe family, the rest of the families are all fighting in the house! According to the latest secret news, fifteen people have already lost in the internal fighting, and they have basically lost their qualifications for training!"

"Haha!"

When the court mage finished speaking, Carlos let out two exaggerated groans, adding the final touch to the man's eyes in the sketch.

"Uncle Peter, come and see this painting! it's the most satisfying of all my works!" exclaimed Carlos, gladly staring at the sketch on his desk.

"Ahem!" the court mage coughed twice, a trace of worry appeared on his face, "Your Highness, now the territory of the principality is full of wolf smoke, and many people are also suffering......

Carlos interrupted the court mage and said indifferently, "What do those people have to do with me?

The court mage sighed heavily.

is also the king of a country, but Carlos, the emperor, can only be called "His Highness". Because there is only one "Your Majesty", and that is Julius Caesar in the Cloud Heights. Julius Caesar expanded his territory in countless planes and established immortality, while Carlos in front of him could only be trapped in Starfall City to entertain himself.

Although Carlos is the emperor of the Duchy of Sarn, in the territory of the Duchy Nuoda, only Starfall City belongs to him, and the rest are all the territories of the twelve giants.

Even Carlos himself, who was the product of the compromise of the twelve powerful families, symbolically became the emperor with the least real power after being canonized in the Holy City.

"Let the little ones have a blast!" Carlos waved impatiently at the court mage.

Old Peter sighed and walked out of the study.

Carlos seems to be understated, but old Peter knows the sadness and helplessness involved.

In the Duchy of Sarn, Carlos could do nothing, did not dare to do anything! Like a puppet, at the mercy of the big men of the Twelve Giants.

Strictly speaking, Carlos is only twenty-five years old this year, but his gray hair is born early, and on a handsome face, wrinkles have appeared, and it is obvious that Carlos is not living as easily as he seems.

Carlos was born in a declining aristocratic family in Cloud Heights, and the elder Peter was once a guest of the Carlos family and witnessed the rise and fall of the family.

After the fall of the Carlos family, everyone hid from them, but old Peter remained. When he learned that Carlos, a fifteen-year-old boy, was going to the Guluo Continent to be the emperor, Old Peter felt a pain in his heart inexplicably, and followed Carlos to the Guluo Continent.

Magicians are also human, and Old Peter watched Carlos grow up day by day. In the eyes of old Peter, he has long regarded Carlos as his son and nephew.

"Academy of Magic!This is Carlos's only reliance in the turbulent Gula Continent!" Old Peter sighed with emotion, and hurriedly walked out of the palace and towards the Academy of Magic.

In Starfall City, there is a magic academy, which was established by Old Peter after applying to the Wizards' Guild eight years ago. Old Peter himself is only a level 6 magician, and he is not only the head of Carlos's court mage, but also the head of the Academy of Magic.

In the past eight years, the Academy of Magic has enrolled a total of two hundred and forty students with the potential to be magicians. Under the painstaking teaching of Old Peter, 200 of these students have officially become magicians.

To the regret of Old Peter, the establishment of the Academy of Magic was still too short. Of the two hundred young magicians, most of them were junior magicians, and only eight students advanced to the rank of a level 4 intermediate magician.

Although these two hundred magicians are not of high rank, they are a force that Carlos can completely control!