Chapter Seventy-Eight: Reward

The Imperial City, located at the highest point of Byzantine Yanjing, is built on a mountain, and the tall palace walls completely isolate it from the surroundings, as if a giant beast is standing in the center of Yanjing.

In fact, it was a city within a city, with a wide and tall wall, three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and the Janissaries in bright armor did not squint, staring intently at this strange line of people like copper cast iron.

Lear looked at the magnificent palace, and couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue in his heart, and it was not too much to describe it with carved beams and jade steps, and the wide ground was all carefully polished with a snow-white and crystalline stone, and even the gaps between the big stones could not be found without looking carefully.

Colorful and exotic flowers and plants bloomed in the wide square, and the Praetorian Guards kept cruising and coming, but no sound was heard. The area of the imperial city is huge, but it is quiet, and even the beautiful maids who come and go in and out of the palace are walking on tiptoe.

A hint of strangeness rose in Lear's heart, although it was a place full of flowers, it gave people a feeling of indescribability, yes!

A dead air in the twilight of life, heavily guarded guards, beautiful and delicate flowers, and beautiful maids in their youth can't hide the death of this place!

"His Excellency Viscount Lear meets ......"

"His Excellency Viscount Lear meets ......"

......

The celebrant's shrill voice rang into the depths of the palace one after another.

Lear and his entourage gradually came to a golden and splendid hall, and two rows of white-clothed and light-armored guards rushed out like a line, lined up on both sides of the main hall, a pair of vigilant eyes staring at everyone, these white-clothed guards turned out to be fighters above the fourth or fifth level!

"Well, let that Lear in, hehe, funny boy, let me send twelve envoys to ask for ......" An old voice came from inside the hall.

Lear staggered to his feet, pushed away the support of the Filgol brothers, and entered the door of the wide, majestic, and extravagant temple.

The hall was as warm as spring, and a raging flame came out of the huge charcoal dome, and a faint faint fragrance filled the air. Lear had long heard of this kind of charcoal fire, which was extracted in a strange way, did not mind the smell of smoke, and would emit a faint fragrance, which made people's ears clear and refreshing.

On the high throne in the depths of the main hall, an old man with snow-white hair wears a golden crown and holds a scepter inlaid with countless treasures in his hand, and at the top of the scepter, a roaring dragon head statue holds a crystal clear huge snow-white round gem in its mouth!

On the surface of the gemstone, wisps of strange light appear from time to time!

This must be a high-grade fighting weapon! Lear's heart trembled suddenly, the thousand-year-old accumulation of the Byron Empire was indeed extraordinary, this scepter-like fighting weapon was even more powerful than the energy fluctuations emitted by those fighting weapons he had seen in the past!

The old man, however, who held the scepter, was wilted, his face wrinkled, his eyes cloudy, and he looked at everything carelessly, so weak that a gust of wind could blow him down!

This is the ruler of the Byron Empire, the famous St. Aara the Great? In his life, this man fought in the east and west, in the south and in the north, and fought hundreds of battles in his life.

Lear hurriedly struggled to run on one knee and said, "Junior Minister Lear came to see Your Majesty, because the Junior Minister was assassinated last night, and his body was seriously injured and he couldn't walk, so the audience was late, and I would like to ask Your Majesty for forgiveness......"

"Wounded, who dares to commit murder and injure my subjects in Yanjing!" a cold light flashed in St. Yarra's cloudy eyes, "Marshal Osimos, why didn't I hear a report from the military department about this matter?"

He turned his head to a tall, armor-clad old man in good spirits.

"Your Majesty, not only was Viscount Lear assassinated, but my blood guards who were responsible for protecting Lear were also wounded a dozen people!" Osimos said heavily.

This is the contemporary head of the Lilac family, the famous Grand Duke of Lilac! Lear's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look twice, this old fellow's face was hard-lined, and there was a rare shadow of General Patton! Well, it was General Patton who had his shadow......

"Well, I see...... St. Yarin the Great closed his eyes slowly, neither asking who assassinated him, nor asking whether he had tracked down the murderer: "Now, let's discuss what title should be given to Lear, well, there is also a fief! Our Byron Empire has always rewarded merit and punished crimes, and it cannot be underestimated, and it chills the hearts of the soldiers......"

"Hehe, this Lear, at a young age, has repeatedly made war exploits, the battle of Rozburg has resisted the rebellious enemy army, and the Savior will be in danger, and he will severely damage the commander of the 'Thunderbolt Legion' of the Ore Empire to cover the retreat of the army! The Grand Duke of Lilac gushed out.

"Attacking the enemy's camp in the middle of the night, causing the enemy to 'bomb the camp', the 'Thunderbolt Legion' 50,000 iron cavalry was defeated in the Nine Plains, the 50,000 army only escaped less than 10,000, our army beheaded more than 40,000, and the 'Thunderbolt Legion' was heavily damaged, so that after the loss of our important town of Rozburg, the enemy army had no power to attack in a short time, these two great achievements!"

"Attacking and killing the three princes of the Aolei Empire who have the most potential to take over the throne, so that the Aulei Empire is left with only two cowardly and incompetent princes, and eliminating the great hidden dangers of the empire, these three major merits! This is a great merit that the empire has never had in more than ten years, and the minister thinks that no matter how big the reward is, it will not be enough to reward his merits......"

After the Grand Duke of Lilac finished speaking, he bowed and retreated.

Suddenly, there was a buzz in the hall, and the ministers talked about it, they didn't expect this young man who was staggering, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and was embarrassed, as if the young man who had just been fighting in the street had made such a great contribution!

An old man in his sixties, who was short and fat and had a large bald piece on the top of his head, like a vulture, came out and played: "What Marshal Ossimus Rusco said is very true, for such an immortal feat, he should be given a high lord, and a high official should be rewarded, so as to show His Majesty's clear heart of rewards and punishments, and inspire me to be a million soldiers, as for the Lord and the number of fiefs, only Your Majesty will cut ......" This was none other Minister of Madagagas Lutheran [***], and he continued: "But, Your Majesty, Lord Lear is only sixteen years old, and he is in' The Iron Legion was still short when it was in service......

"Your Majesty thinks that it seems that it is not suitable for too important official positions in the Empire, hehe......" Madagasas Luther laughed, as the Minister of Minister, he has always been at odds with the Grand Duke of Lilac and the Marshal of the Empire, since he knows that Lear is a member of the Lilac faction, of course he will suppress it.

Immediately the chatter of the courtiers became more noisy, and St. Yarra the Great began to groan. A sly glint suddenly flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he laughed and said, "......"

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