It was another cloudless sunny day, and the sky was so clean that there was hardly a cloud to be seen.

On the wide Saya Avenue in the imperial capital of Garcia, the flagpoles standing on the side of the road are like a loyal guard, standing quietly on both sides of the road, but the flagpole on the flagpole looks a little listless, and the red lion flag hangs the tail of the flag, like the skirt of the robe of the old noble, and the old dragon clock is asleep.

Via Saya is the main street leading to the south gate of Garcia, which is spacious enough to accommodate six troikas running side by side, and the south gate is more of a normal day for the soldiers who have defeated the Empire than the north gate in the civilian area, and it is a necessary route for military parades during the celebrations of the Empire.

Envoys from vassal states and other countries of the Empire must enter Garcia through the South Gate and through the smooth and spacious Via Saya in order to enter the center of the Empire.

This is the fastest, and most direct, street with quick access to Clark Tower, the heart of the Imperial Capital.

Therefore, Saya Street occupies a pivotal position in the defense system of the entire imperial capital of Garcia, and is a battleground for soldiers, and if you want to deploy troops in Garcia, which is complex in the streets, only Saya Street can handle and accommodate a large number of soldiers, and the other streets are either due to the complex terrain or the remote location and cannot be effectively deployed. Once the outer gates are lost, then Saya Street will be the first point of impact for street fighting.

It is precisely because Saya Street has such an important position in the defense system of the imperial capital that the empire has arranged the most rigorous defense on this street.

The Empire's prison for felons, as well as the guard barracks, were set up here, and in the event of an incident, the prison's 5,000 jailers and 8,000 guards could immediately go into battle.

Due to the existence of prisons and barracks, the common people and nobles rarely come here, and only the grand celebration needs to be paraded on Saya Street, which will be decorated and dressed up in festive manners, otherwise it will be slaughtered everywhere on weekdays, with three steps and one post, and five steps and one sentry.

Not to mention the idlers here, sometimes even the birds will fly away around this murderous street.

But on such a quiet morning, the silence was broken by the sound of horses' hooves.

A knight in silver-white soft armor and a red cloak rode a tall white horse, and quickly approached the south gate of Garcia, and the sound of horses' hooves was like a dense war drum.

The soldiers standing on the high gates shouted loudly: "Dismount!"

The knight did not answer, but drew a long sword from his waist and raised it high, and the horse under his crotch did not slow down at all, and still galloped towards the closed south gate.

The officers on the castle tower saw at a glance that the hilt of this long sword was inlaid with a huge red gem, and around the red gem was a dazzling golden pattern.

In the Pound Empire, the nobles often distinguished their identities through complex and exquisite family patterns, but this pattern was sometimes on the battlefield because the family pattern could not be branded on the special armor printed with the magic array, so the imperial nobles used the long swords in their hands to distinguish them.

In the empire, ordinary nobles can not be inlaid with gems on the sword, only the high nobles and royal families, can be inlaid with a variety of gems on their respective swords, the type of gems has become the "identity card" between the various families, on behalf of the Kelsman family is the precious diamond, on behalf of the Crumbel family is the rare topaz, and the symbol of the empire's orthodox royal blood is the dazzling ruby.

The conventional rule of inlaying all kinds of gems on the weapon has been passed down to the present hundreds of years later, and has long become a strict hierarchical rule, sometimes the size of the gem, the setting position and even the solid color and quality of the gem symbolize the different status of the owner of the weapon in the family, if the gems inlaid on the sword body of the noble sword do not match his identity in terms of specifications, once found, he will be immediately imprisoned and questioned, no matter what his identity is!

This knight is holding a long sword inlaid with rubies, which means that he represents the identity of the imperial family, and is a relative of the royal family of the Kriza lineage, and the ruby sword held high by this knight, the sword is delicate and dazzling gold, which shows that the owner of this long sword is not only the royal family of Kriza, but also the emperor's bloodline, because only the prince of the royal family or the emperor himself is qualified to use gold to make a long sword, and the sword is flanked on both sides of the petal-like blocking hand, and the petals are divided into two pieces, which means that the owner of the long sword is the emperor's son, and the petals symbolize the branch of the imperial bloodline, while the two petals symbolize that the owner of the sword is in second place.

As soon as one of the adjutant of the castle tower saw the golden sword encrusted with rubies, he immediately knew that it was the sword of Prince Fernandez.

Although according to the rules, when anyone enters the city gate, they must dismount and slow down and verify their identity, and today is the day when the emperor strictly orders the south gate to be closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave, but the sword in the hand of this knight is too big, how dare he, a small city defense officer, stop it?

As soon as he hesitated, a doctor scolded him fiercely: "Bastard, why don't you open the city gate?"

The adjutant turned his head, but saw that it was his immediate boss, Captain Elga.

The adjutant hesitated and said, "But, my lordship, His Majesty the Emperor has an order to say ......."

"Nonsense!" Erjia glared at him, and the two mustaches on his mouth were raised high, "If you open the door, open the door, His Majesty the Emperor is far away from you, and I am very close to you!"

Although these words were disrespectful, they were very effective, and the adjutant looked at Elga's constantly beating mustache, and his heart slammed into a sudden, he knew that this was the action that his boss would only reveal when he wanted to kill someone.

He didn't dare to say any more, and bent down and shouted to the soldiers under the city, "Open the city gates!"

When the soldiers heard his order, they removed the beams from the gate, and then the soldiers on both sides slowly pushed the gallows and slowly opened the huge and heavy gate through the mechanism.

The gate had just opened a crack when the galloping knight entered through the crack and rushed into the street of Sayya, heading straight for the interior of the imperial capital.

Captain Elgar, who was standing on the top of the city wall, looked at the knight who was walking away, and said in a low voice: "Azad, you bastard, when did you become so bold? You dare to stop the prince's drive? Or are you still delirious after yesterday's gladiatorial fight? If so, you can get back to me as soon as possible, don't cause trouble here!"

Azad looked at Erga's face and saw that his mustache was no longer beating, so he boldly said: "My lord, the order to close the door was given by His Majesty the Emperor, although Fernandez is the second prince, he is not the prince after all, let alone the emperor......"

Elgar turned his head and looked Azad up and down with a smile, the mustache on his mouth curled slightly: "Dear Azad, when you watched the gladiatorial fight yesterday, did you ever think that someone could break through five levels in a row as a slave gladiator, and then be escorted out of the gladiatorial arena as a hero? Or, can you ever think that the invincible sword master in the world would be defeated?" Hey, these things that seemed absolutely impossible to happen before, they all happened yesterday in the gladiatorial arena, so what will happen in the future, can you and I predict it?"

Elga's aggressive question made Azad, a young man who was not good-looking, sweat, and he lowered his head, his head buzzed, and he did not dare to look up, nor did he dare to answer, and let Irja continue to say these rebellious words beside him.

Elga looked up at the sky and said leisurely, "Azad, you see, although there is not a cloud in the sky now, you must know that any storm is always calm before it comes. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the weeds on both sides of the road outside the city in the distance and said, "We are like this little grass, if we want to survive, we must learn to dump with the wind." ”

Elgar turned his head, looked at Azad with a compulsive gaze, and said slowly, "Now it's our turn to choose the wrong direction......

Azad's head was chaotic, and he didn't fully hear what his boss was saying in his ear, but he knew it very well in his heart: Prince Fernandez was about to make a move, and the empire was about to undergo drastic changes, and he was going to take sides!

If you stand on the right team, then you will soar in the future, if you stand on the wrong team, you will never recover!

Azad's head was low, his back in the armor was covered with cold sweat, he was a little nervous under the forced gaze of his boss Elga, and it took a long time to muster up the courage and whisper: "The direction of the lord is my direction, and my long sword will always follow the lord!"

Elga smiled slightly, his aggressive gaze immediately became kind, and he patted Azad on the shoulder: "It's not following me, it's the emperor who follows us!"

After saying that, he laughed.

Amid laughter, Azad raised his head and looked in confusion in the direction where Clarke's tower was.

Who is the Emperor of the Empire?

Yesterday's unprecedented gladiatorial fight in the Colosseum made Garcia as lively as a grand celebration, but why did the city become so turbulent and murderous in just one day?

Indeed, when the knight with the ruby sword passed through the round gladiatorial arena of Garcia, there was no such thing as the cries of yesterday's tsunami, no earth-shattering cheers, no cloud-shaking applause, and no heart-rending roars.

As the knight rode his tall horse like a lightning bolt, his swift body swept through a gust of wind, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to fly up and fall again.

The people on the side of the road who had gathered to chat about yesterday's gladiatorial scene turned their heads to watch the whistling knights pass by, and then turned their heads again to discuss the fierce gladiatorial battle they had seen yesterday.

The gladiatorial fight they will never forget, and after the battle between Don Jay and Anthony, the whole of Garcia is transformed into a city that never sleeps, and countless people come to the bar to celebrate the birth of a legend and a hero.

This martial country, this martial city doesn't care whether Tang Jie is a lowly pirate or a high-ranking nobleman, they only care about everything this man does.

But after a night of revelry, Garcia fell back into peace, although there were still many ordinary people gathered together to chat about yesterday's excitement, but they didn't know that after the fierce gladiatorial battles in this circular gladiatorial arena, Garcia, the capital of the prosperous empire, was transformed into an even greater gladiatorial arena, and soon countless characters will appear on the stage to start a terrible struggle for power!

The knight sped past the unaware undercurrent of the common people, and he crossed several streets to the palace of Prince Fernández.

The knight relied on the sword given to him by Prince Fernandez himself, and soon rushed into the study where Prince Fernandez was.

In the study, Prince Fernández was talking to his assistant about the situation in the imperial capital.

"What happened to General Hannibal? Did he declare his allegiance to me?" Fernández leaned his head back on his large and soft bench, and behind him stood a beautiful and lovely girl, gently rubbing his temples, this girl was Emma.

This assistant was none other than the Duke of Chaliuke, and the gray-bearded old man said respectfully: "This cunning Ordos man still has not given me a positive answer, I think he wants to stay out of the matter and protect himself." ”

"Hah!" Fernandez raised his head and sneered, "This idiot, can't he see clearly, this is a battle that no one can dodge?

As soon as Fernandez finished saying this, he suddenly remembered the pirate Tang Jie who shook the world in the gladiatorial arena.

Isn't that guy the man who "doesn't want to submit to my brother or me, thus causing both forces to fight back fiercely at the same time"?

But this guy relied on his terrifying skills to escape from the serial conspiracy of the two forces...... Is it this guy's role model that gives them the luck mentality of what if?

Thinking of this, the corners of Fernandez's eyes twitched unconsciously, and a haze flashed in his eyes, but he soon laughed again, compared to himself, Tang Jie left the gladiatorial arena alive, and it was the prince Cork and his father Kriza XVI who were even more annoyed.

Although he set this trap, he was the one who profited from this series of events.

First of all, the prestige of Prince Cork among the nobles and nobles was greatly damaged, because yesterday's gladiatorial battle was arranged by him, and it was already very exaggerated to let the well-armed and well-trained soldiers face a rabble in the form of a battle formation, but even more exaggerated, they actually lost!

Moreover, the huge imperial capital couldn't find anyone who could stop that pirate from breaking through five levels in a row!

Fernandez could even imagine his brother returning to the mansion in a state of rage.

Secondly, although Kriza XVI participated in this gladiatorial fight with his strong body, in the fifth battle, a spear almost hit Kriza XVI, and the old emperor did not even react!

Why?

Because the old emperor was physically exhausted, he passed out in a coma!

It was not until the end of the final gladiatorial fight that Kriza XVI, escorted by his personal guards, hurriedly left the gladiatorial arena without even saying the last routine statement!

It was the prince Cork who finally announced with a blushing face that Tang Jie had successfully broken through and regained his free status, and the gladiatorial battle finally ended.

It is precisely because of the end of the last rush that many nobles who are still waiting and watching realize that Kriza XVI is no longer good, and this gamble has reached the time to see the poor dagger and buy it away!

Compared with the prince Corke, who lost his demeanor in the gladiatorial fight and his prestige was quite hit, Prince Fernandez seemed much more at ease.

"By the way, how is that guy doing now? Is there any news?" Fernandez thought of this, and he suddenly looked up and asked.

Chariuk shook his head: "No, he was received by His Excellency Anthony to the palace of His Highness Luther, and we have not been able to find out about him. ”

Fernandez was surprised and said, "Luther, my brother, that bastard who pretends to be innocent and cute all day long? How did Anthony send him there? Didn't we have an internal response in the Luther Mansion? Why can't they find out any news?"

Charuk's face was slightly ugly, and he said, "Our guilt has been expelled by His Highness Luthor under various pretexts in the past two days......"

"What?" Fernández sat up straight from the bench, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and even the battle-hardened Duke Charliuk couldn't help but feel chills in his heart when he saw it.

His eyes flickered for a while, his originally stiff body slowly fell back into the soft bench, and he smiled disdainfully: "Okay, this is a good show, everyone wants to come and participate, and it doesn't matter how many catties and taels they have!"

Duke Charuk looked at Fernandez's face from the side, and carefully chose his words: "My Highness, compared to His Highness Luther, who has no power and powerlessness, I think we still need to worry about Tang Jie." ”

At the mention of Tang Jie's name, Emma, who was standing behind Fernández, trembled slightly, and her hand couldn't help but stop for a while, but it was only an extremely short pause, and Fernandez, who was concentrating on talking to Charuk, didn't notice it at all.

"Oh?" said Fernández, looking at Duke Chaliuk with amusement, "Why do you say that? What is there to worry about as a pirate? Oh, you were frightened by his performance yesterday?"

"My Highness, I ......" Charyuk looked embarrassed, and he didn't know how to organize his words for a moment.

Fernandez laughed and said, "Okay, you don't have to say it, I know what you mean." Although I set up a situation to hunt him down, but I set up a situation first, and my brother besieged and killed him later, both of us have a grudge against him, and if he wants to take revenge, who knows if he will come to me first or my brother? Even if he wants to seek revenge on me, do you think he can do it? If one or two strong men can kill a prince and change a country, then just let these strong people in this world become emperors!"

"And, my dear Duke of Charryuk, you have to understand that there are no eternal friends, and there are no eternal enemies!" Fernández sat in his place, crossed his hands, and smiled slightly, "Now after this gladiatorial fight, this pirate from the Sea of Nilcia, he will also make his own choice......"

Saying that, Fernandez said with a smile: "I think you should have heard that almost the women of the entire imperial capital are crazy because of this guy, and as soon as the sky is dark, countless nobles and celebrities have sent their retinues and servants to propose marriage to Tang Jie, and I heard that there are so many people that they have already discharged two main streets!"

Charuk's face was full of strangeness, and he couldn't tell what his expression was: "I heard, my highness...... All I can say is that women are so unreasonable......"

Fernández laughed, "You're jealous, you're jealous of your old gray-haired fellow!"

Xialiuk smiled bitterly: "My Highness, don't laugh at me!"

Fernández laughed, "There's nothing to be shy about, I'm jealous, I'm maddened with jealousy!, but, in the extreme, I'm more curious, who will this guy choose, or neither, as he rejected me and my brother?"

Charuk thought for a moment: "I think this guy is likely to choose none of ......"

Fernandez smiled: "Yes, I think so too, this guy is very arrogant! However, this time there is a very interesting person who officially proposed marriage to him, and this person is a person who is difficult for Tang Jie to refuse, guess who this person is?"

Charuk smiled without thinking: "Agatha, the pirate Tang Jie has the closest relationship in Garcia, except for the princess Angel, who is the daughter of the Clumbell family!"

Fernández had a heavy smile on his face, and he was about to speak, when he saw a knight break in from outside the room, holding his sword with his hand, and his face was dusty, and when he entered the door, he turned over and fell to one knee on the ground.

When Fernandez saw him come in, he turned to look at Emma behind him.

Emma was very well-behaved, walked up to Fernandez, bowed slightly, and walked out.

After Fernandez watched Emma leave, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, he straightened up, stared straight at the knight in front of him, and asked nervously, "Are you ready?"

"It's all set!" the knight said in a deep voice, beating the armor on his chest with his hand.

Fernandez and Charyuk glanced at each other, both seeing excitement and ambition in each other's eyes.

Fernandez nodded slowly, waved his hand to the knight, signaling him to step back, and after the knight withdrew, Fernandez's body gradually relaxed, he turned around and walked to the windowsill, lifted the screen, looked at the sky outside, and said lightly: "The show is about to begin......

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Finally able to get on 17K, it turned out to be OK to restart the router at the landlord's place......

Although the gladiatorial arena ** passed, another ** immediately followed!