With a scolding, the sedan chair stopped,

Out of it was a big fat man in a loose golden robe, and the flesh on his body was stacked layer by layer like a cotton ball, and it was difficult to breathe, and Edgar was worried that this man would be suffocated to death by the fat meat.

His astonishing weight even bent the wooden beams of the palanquin, and the weight of the wood itself made the slaves carrying the palanquin exhausted and miserable.

The servant with the whip in hand scolded: "Human ladder! ”

The slaves looked at the whip in fear, and a slow movement meant a break in the flesh, or some more terrible punishment, and several of them crouched down to build a human-shaped staircase.

The big fat man in the yellow robe stepped on the back of the slave and walked down slowly, and when his fat feet touched the ground, he began to gasp roughly, as if he had suffered a great sin when he stepped down from the palanquin.

As soon as he spoke, the fat on his cheeks shook incessantly.

The tone of his voice was as exaggerated as his size, subdued, and hypocritical to the extreme:

"Your Majesty the Empress of the Valstad Empire, you have silver-gray eyes, iron-gray hair, and a beautiful and robust body, just as beautiful as the legend."

Sarantos snorted and said angrily:

"You praised it falsely, my appearance has long been ruined in the war, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is miserable, you and I have never known each other, please excuse me from compliments, let's say something useful."

Hypocritical flattery is like hitting a cold wall, which looks very embarrassing,

The big fat man's anger lasted only a short half second, and he now had to face a powerful figure who was so dense under the walls of the city that he could only grovel.

It seems that flattery and flattery will not be able to get half a benefit in front of this iron-blooded emperor, the fat man coughed lightly twice, and said:

"Please introduce yourself.

The contemptible man's name is Sigraeni Salureeye,

The ancestors were the Tamborar people of the southern continent, and after the hard work of their ancestors, they became the great nobles of Solan.

This magnificent city of St. Pharallus is one of the many fiefdoms of my family, and I am the lord of this city.

Thanks to your wisdom, we have been freed from the brutal rule of the Voodoo cultists and are about to embark on a path to prosperity and revival. ”

This time, it was a short middle-aged man next to the emperor who spoke:

"Lord Sigraine, may I ask if the remnants of the Voodoo cult in your city have been cleared?"

"Oh, this must be the famous Imperial Prime Minister Dali Einfurt, please rest assured that the Voodoo militants in the city have all died on the battlefield, and the other clergy have been arrested by my men and locked up in the dungeon."

The Emperor nodded: "Very good, wise move, now let's talk about the conditions, how to transfer control of the city." ”

"Your Majesty, you have conquered this land, I am willing to be loyal to you and continue to be the lord of this city, after all, my family has been running this place for hundreds of years."

The Emperor and the Prime Minister looked at each other and smiled: "Lord Sigraine, you have misunderstood, I am not an invader who covets wealth, and I have no ambitions for the land of your Solans, I am here to overthrow the tyranny of the regent, exterminate the voodoo cult, and help your royal family, the Lafalite family, return to the throne." ”

As he spoke, the Emperor pointed behind him, "This is the rightful heir to the throne of Solan, Prince Ingram Lafalit, and we hope that he will be crowned in this holy city." ”

The big fat man bent down with difficulty: "Of course...... Of course...... The Salureyer family will always be loyal to the Solan royal family, long live the Rafalites! Long live the King! ”

He tried to kiss Prince Ingram's boots, and this strange custom startled many of the Valstad soldiers, and the vizier Dali coughed and said:

"Lord of the city, there is a lot of wind and sand here, let's talk about going into the city if we have something to do."

"Of course...... Please! The band plays! Roll out the red carpet now! Prepare the sedan chair! ”

"There is no need for such grandeur," said the Emperor, "I am a monarch and a soldier, and I am accustomed to acting on my own, and I can go on horseback." ”

"That'...... "The fat man was just about to turn around and board the sedan chair, but was stopped by ......the emperor:

"Lord of the City, you don't know one thing, in the future, the kingdom of Solan will completely abolish the backward slavery system.

This is the result of my consultation with your Royal Highness the Prince, so these shirtless slaves are free men, and you don't have to carry a sedan chair anymore, and I ask you to deign to change to a carriage. ”

Hearing this, the fat head of the city lord of Sigraini Salulaye was choked with anger, he himself was the largest slave owner in the city, and his family became a rich merchant and nobleman by making huge profits by trafficking in human beings.

The abolition of slavery would be tantamount to cutting his family business in half, and he sighed helplessly in the face of the threat of rifle bayonets from the Imperial army:

"Okay...... Get ready for the carriage! ”

Before a large group of shirtless slaves could figure out what was happening, the little princess Edgar shouted at them:

"Sapper, bring the sledgehammer and smash the chains, these people are free!"

As the shackles were broken, the slaves began to rejoice,

"Thank you for your kindness! Your Majesty! ”

Someone rushed up to beat and abuse their city lord Hu servant, and the imperial soldiers did not stop them, but just watched with a wicked smile.

Sigraeeni was terrified of reprisals, but thankfully a group of Royal Praetorian soldiers stopped the angry crowd.

Andy Whitefield, a former slave gladiator and leader of the slave rebels, was happy like a fool,

Humiliating the slave owners was the most happy thing he ever did, and Andy was grateful that the Emperor had fulfilled her promise and brought civilization and order to the continent.

St. Faralus is a large city, and there are five avenues to get from the city gate to the town hall, with more than 30 auxiliary roads and hundreds of alleys scattered in between.

Because he was accustomed to riding in a sedan chair, the castle lord's carriage was not equipped with a shock absorber, and the shock along the way made Lord Sigraini dizzy and vomited several times, and it took a long time to recover after arriving at the place.

Andy Whitefield smiled and scolded in his heart: (Kill you dead pig!) ）

Imperial Prime Minister Dali Ainfurt was paying attention to the scenery along the street all the way,

The huge wealth gap in St. Ferralus was staggering, the most exaggerated he had ever seen.

The shantytowns of the lower town near the city walls were populated by poor people, and slaves without human rights were kept like cattle in cold, damp low-lying areas, and these dangerous alleys were full of violent crime, even without voodoo.

Leaving the lower town is like entering another world,

Wealthy merchants, aristocrats, and clergy lived in the dry, warm, sunny upper areas, where the clean streets were patrolled by armed teams, and fountains or flower beds could be seen every short distance.

St. Falallus' Town Hall, located in the heart of the Upper Town, is more of a palace than an office building for government functions.

Towering minarets and elaborate arches are spectacular, and the crowd enters the golden main hall, at the end of which there is a surprisingly large seat on a high platform covered with a bearskin, enough to seat several people.

Andy Whitefield said in a mocking tone:

"This seat is enough for a pig, and it must be the throne of our noble Sigrani City Lord."

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad