Imperial Palace, in the dazzling array of delicacies, a group of pot-bellied ministers are burying their heads in dealing with the food on the plate, everyone has several plates in front of them, and the food on the plate is the same variety, the same amount, who has a good appetite and who has a bad appetite, it is clear at a glance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This place, in addition to the official title of "Imperial Palace", in the mouths of the real upper echelons of the Empire, prefer to use obscure titles such as "Syaaron Great Table" or "Great Table", which is both appropriate and unassuming, but such nicknames are usually only circulated among people who are qualified to come up to eat.

It's not the first time I've come here, although I'm not qualified to "poop with a big belly", but the rules are known, and at this time I've already finished what I should say concisely, and I'm concentrating on the food on the plate, with a look of "who knows that the food on the plate is hard work", and it is bound to lick the plate clean.

In the eyes of Imtilla, the big dining table of Wilhelm the Great is really an indescribable imperial technique, in addition to avoiding the superficial reason of nonsense, thirty years have passed, and the people who really hold power around the emperor are all full of fat.

Think about it, how can such an image of a rice borer be widely loved by the people, and how can it establish majesty and worship in front of his subordinates?

Without love, without majesty, without worship, even if there is power in his hands, how can he make people die and rebel with him?

As a powerful minister, what the emperor needs is your brain, not your body, it is best to only have a brain, no body, then, the lessons of a hundred years ago will not appear again.

However, putting aside these belly black power techniques, Wilhelm's meal, in addition to being full of portions, is also absolutely first-class.

The raw cut turtle brain in front of Yingdila is a rare product of Taixuan Lake in the Eastern Regions, which is very beneficial to the warmth of spiritual power, but the turtle likes to play under the water of 100 meters in the middle of the lake, and its own strength is infinite, it is extremely difficult to catch, and I don't know where to eat without this big table.

On the entire table, the only outlier with the food on the plate almost unchanged was Old Pu, who was gushing about the details of the demon dwarf invasion.

Ying Dila brought this guy this time, firstly, to recapture the fortress, Pu Lao really contributed a lot, without him to invite the Eastern Regions Magician, the battle situation is bound to be so devastating, bringing him to see William the Great, is the best reward;

Of course, if Elder Pu didn't have the identity of this tenth-level great magician, Ying Dila wouldn't be able to bring it if he wanted to, and William the Great's table was not qualified for any shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

As for the rules of the big dining table, of course, Indira didn't talk about it. As a courtier, it is taboo to talk about and judge the emperor behind his back, but it is a bit unkind not to give any hints, but well, everyone is a tenth-level archmage, and they should have fought openly and secretly, which is what the emperor is happy to see.

A monarch, especially a great imperial emperor like the Nokila Empire, who is so strong that it is unrivaled for a while, is not a foreign enemy, but a person with the ability to twist it into a rope.

More than ten meters away, the man who had been chewing slowly suddenly glanced at the plate in front of Mr. Pu, and Mr. Pu's impassioned voice stopped abruptly, and at this time, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten the most important thing - eating!

It is rare to have a chance to meet the emperor, even if the emperor does not remind him, with the scheming of the old man, how can he not carefully inquire about the emperor's preferences and taboos, he not only knows that there is no leftover food on the big table, but also knows that if the emperor chews slowly, it is interested in what you say, if it is gobbling, then it is better to shut up, at least change the topic.

From the beginning to the present, the emperor is chewing slowly, Pu Lao can't help but be too excited in his heart, and he forgot the most important thing, the emperor glanced at the dinner plate at this time, undoubtedly he had heard enough and told him to shut up.

Wilhelm the Great, always with a peaceful gaze, but a face as handsome as a fairy, was always expressionless, without a deliberate majesty, but absolutely no one could raise offensive thoughts in front of him.

The major races of the forgotten land, the progress of civilization, are all accompanied by war, under the pressure of racial survival, the individual maturity time has been greatly shortened, the demon dwarf is an adult at the age of eight, and the human can marry a wife and have children at the age of twelve, even the sky elves who are known for their longevity are fully mature at the age of thirty.

But it is said that thousands of years ago, human beings did not basically develop until they were twenty years old, and the sky elves were only teenagers when they were eighty years old.

Wilhelm the Great succeeded to the throne for 30 years and had just passed his 52nd birthday, but in terms of appearance, he was still younger and more handsome than the forty-year-old Imdila.

"Big fat, oh no, Aldrich, tell me, what should I do?"

Wilhelm the Great called the name of the head of the Temple of the Goddess of Moonlight, and bowed his head again to deal with a half-arm-long bit motfish.

"Returning to the Emperor, it seems that we have not taught the demon dwarves enough lessons, only by teaching them a hard lesson, can we let them know that the resources of the magic rune forest belong to human beings, and only by killing them can we make them obediently roll back into the mouse hole.

In fact, the magic crystals produced by the Western Regions are only enough to maintain normal needs, and some ore veins are close to exhaustion, and new ore veins will continue to be developed in the future, if the lost ore veins in the Southern Regions cannot be recaptured, I am afraid it will have a very negative impact on the Goddess Temple's plans in the Southern Regions. ”

As for the problems that Master Park found in the 'Demon Eye Fortress', it can be handed over to the mobile battalion for secret investigation first, if a new form of troll dwarf really appears, and there are still Sky Elves stirring up the peace inside, there is a risk of breaking the current balance of various races in the future, and even triggering a new round of racial war, this matter should not be taken lightly. ”

Aldrich, the first person in the Moonlight Goddess Temple, no one knows his strength, some say that he is eighty or ninety, some say that he is at the peak of ten or ninety, and he is even more said to have exceeded the realm of ten levels, in short, he is a magician, he is close to two meters tall, and his weight is three hundred and fifty to four hundred pounds, and he is nicknamed "Big Fat", of course, this nickname will only appear in the mouth of Emperor Wilhelm.

"Harold. ”

William the Great named the head of the military department again, of course, this time he didn't say the nickname of "Er Fat" again, after all, there are still "outsiders" like Pu Lao on the big table, so why should he save some face for his subordinates.

"Great Emperor, there is no shortage of combat power in the Southern Regions, what is lacking is battle. ”

After Harold finished speaking, he buried himself in eating again, looking very dissatisfied with his weight of only more than 300 catties.

"Okay......" Emperor Wilhelm dropped the skull of the special fish in his hand, stretched out his hand to the Diluo fruit on another plate, and said indifferently while slowly peeling the skin: "From now on, the Southern Regions Military Department will set up 100,000 elite 'Demon Legions', and the Goddess Hall will plan the army construction plan, and the required material funds will be submitted to the Ministry of Finance for review and distribution."

From now on, the Southern Regions Noble Leader Guard can be expanded to 1,000 'Demon Hunting Clans', but mages of level 8 and above are not allowed to participate.

The 'Demon Hunter Clan' can freely hunt and occupy the discovered mining area in the Rune Forest, without any boundaries, and the occupied mining area is owned by each family, and the imperial tax is 20%, which can be defended by itself, or another 10% of the output, and the "Demon Legion" is responsible for the defense.

From now on, the Southern Regions Goddess Hall will plan as a whole, and the Southern Regions Military Department will be responsible for the implementation, opening up a safe passage in the southwest of the Magic Rune Forest, running through the two regions in the southwest, with a time limit of half a year.

From now on, the Southern Regions will enter a state of full-scale war, and the Army will expand by one million elite soldiers and recruit soldiers on the spot, and the specific matters will be reported to the Imperial Military Department for review and appropriation by the Imperial Ministry of Finance.

From now on, the Western Regions will enter a state of all-out war and launch a full-scale strategic attack on the demon dwarves.

From now on, the Eastern Regions will enter a state of war alert, closely monitor the movement of the firmament forest, and take armed reconnaissance if necessary.

From now on, the Northern Regions Military Department will make every effort to blockade and crack down on trade and smuggling with the Sky Elves.

...... from now on"

With a series of imperial decrees from Wilhelm the Great, the behemoth of the Nokila Empire is about to open its fangs and calm the Southern Regions for a hundred years, and it is about to start a new **** reshuffle, perhaps soon, the existing three families in the Southern Regions will no longer be Cage, Bruce, and Robles.

Perhaps...... the word "maybe" itself implies a possibility without a bottom line.