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Chapter 1: Nightmare: "What is the sea?" Feuerbach the Great suddenly asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The sea?" Rogge was stunned, he thought for a moment, and then replied, "The sea means swift traffic, it means inexhaustible food. In a sense, the bottomless ocean, with its myriad monsters, is the realm of the gods, because our power seems so small in the face of natural tsunamis and hurricanes. ”

The Great Emperor shook his head and said, "So, you are not a real Asrofik. Pompey, tell me, what is the sea?"

Pompey smiled and said, "The sea is a dream. ”

"Yes! The sea is a dream. The Emperor said proudly: "The sea is the dream that every generation of Asrofik people possesses. At the beginning of the founding of the country, outsiders had no way of understanding the hardships of the wasteland. At that time, many killings and hatreds were only due to the struggle for a source of water and a little food! Since then, the sea with inexhaustible food has become the dream of every generation of emperors, and it is also the dream of every warrior of the northern country! Whether it is a tsunami, a hurricane, or a monster, it is just a small obstacle on the way to pursue our dreams. You see, this endless sea, just like the hearts of our northern warriors! The sea, like the wasteland, is the realm of the brave!"

Rogge hurriedly said: "Congratulations to Your Majesty! You have finally realized the dream of a brave man that even the emperors of the empire have not been able to fulfill!"

At this moment, the Great, Pompey, Alexander, Rogge and the old steward are standing on the lighthouse of Ludan Port, the largest port on the west coast of the Longines Sea, overlooking the distance.

On this day, there was no fog on the Longines Sea, so at a glance, you can see that the sea and the sky are the same, and they are perfectly connected in the extreme distance.

The sea breeze is blowing in the face, and its fierceness and majesty are no less than the wind on the Northland wasteland. In the distance, there were several huge lead clouds hanging low, they were so low that they seemed to be swept to the bottom of the sea at any moment by the waves below. In such weather, not a single fishing boat can be seen in the sea, and even the most skilled fishermen dare not go out to sea to fish. In fact, even huge warships could hardly survive in such weather.

The Longines Sea is only an inland sea, but in such a weather that is far from the worst, the sea is already full of huge waves and dark tides, what kind of scene should it be if it leads to the vast unknown world? The power of the strong human beings seems so insignificant in the face of the great force between heaven and earth.

But in the eyes of Feuerbach the Great, this vast and fierce majestic sea scroll in front of him was completely a beautiful scenery. His eyes were blazing and wild, and at this moment, in his heart, there must have been countless huge imperial warships full of warriors, breaking through the wind and waves to explore the endless unknown. At this moment, Pompey, Rogge, and the others were all silent and did not disturb the Emperor.

After a long time, Feuerbach the Great exhaled a breath, looked around the left and right, and said slowly: "The dream of the empire for hundreds of years has not been realized, but only started in my hands. ”

Indeed, this grand dream is just the beginning.

The four people who were by Feuerbach's side at the moment were the ruling core of the Asrofik Empire. As the first pope of the Holy Church, Rogge had no worse power in his hands than Pompey and Alexander. He understood the power of the Empire, and knew that building a fleet capable of navigating the seas from scratch would not happen overnight. In the past three months, although the empire swept across the entire western coast of the Longines Sea, annihilating nearly 300,000 troops from more than a dozen countries, it only captured more than a dozen small warships. Most of these warships fell into the hands of the Emperor's [***] team because they were damaged or repaired in the harbor. Hundreds of warships of all sizes and thousands of merchant ships from various countries on the west coast have already escaped into the vast sea.

The empire captured thousands of craftsmen involved in shipbuilding, but only a dozen or so masters who could command the construction of large warships. Rog learned from them that it would take three years, if not longer, to build a giant battleship. It depends on what kind of capability the battleship is trying to achieve and what kind of equipment it is equipped with. And that's just the time it took to build, not including the time spent gathering the huge supplies needed to build a battleship.

Despite the strength of the empire, if it does not have more than five years, it is impossible to build a fleet that is beginning to take shape. Therefore, Feuerbach the Great was not enough to be ambitious, he had to be patient.

The Emperor was able to stand on the west shore of the Longines Sea, and it was not all without a price. He requisitioned the elite army, so the hinterland of the empire is now very weak. Although the Dwarven Empire in the west is close to extinction, the demonic beasts in the dark forests of the east have never left the forest, and the ice ocean in the north is the land of wind and moon. But the Orc Empire in the central mountains of the southern part of the empire is a real threat. As Rogge could see, the Orc Empire's army was likely to overwhelm the Empire's defenses in the south. And although the plague seeds planted on the orcs are powerful, it is still unknown what the effect will be.

Feuerbach, looking out at the sea, suddenly turned his head and said to Rogge: "I know you have a dream, although I don't know what it is." Now the dream of the empire has begun, and you are no longer far from your dream. It's just that any dream has a price, you have to know it in your heart, don't pay too much for an ethereal dream. ”

Rogge should have been.

But his heart was not as calm as it seemed. He is not far from his dream, if he must say a distance, it is a primeval forest of hundreds of kilometers. This distance will only take half a day or even less for the strong, but for the hundreds of thousands of troops of the empire, it is a completely different matter.

It would take at least a few months to carve a road through the forest that would allow an army to pass through. However, the empire has time, and before the fleet was built, hundreds of thousands of troops could not be idle in the past few years, not to mention that Feuerbach the Great had long intended to compete with the great empires in the south. Now through this forest, it is the territory of the Dro Empire.

The South used to be Rogge's dream. But at this moment, his state of mind has changed, and he is no longer so eager to return to the south. It's just that the development of the situation does not follow his wishes, and the two major forces of the north and south are now only separated by a forest. Between these two forces, this spatial obstacle is as untested as a piece of paper. Since the conflict is going to come sooner or later, and the empire is in full swing at the moment, it is naturally better for the fat man to come late than early for the big war.

It's getting late.

With a wave of his hand, Feuerbach returned to the palace, and Rogge and the others also returned to their temporary residences.

It was late at night, and while Rogge was studying the canons of various religions, his entourage suddenly came to report that the emperor had called him. Although Rogge was a little strange that the Emperor summoned him at this moment, he still tidied up his appearance and went to the Emperor's residence to meet him.

When Rogge stepped into the Emperor's study, Feuerbach was engrossed in looking at the huge magic map spread out in front of him. When he saw Rogge coming in, he just looked up and went back to the map.

Rogge saluted the old steward in the corner of the study and waited patiently aside. Rogge always sensed that there was a cohesive darkness behind Feuerbach. The darkness flowed slowly, strong but subtle, and though it had the power to destroy everything, its edge was not revealed.

Rogge's heart moved slightly. He had never sensed such a strong aura of darkness in the Emperor, and until not long ago, he had thought that the Emperor was nothing more than an old man with little power. But now the darkness behind Feuerbach, like the deep sea under the cover of night, had clearly told Rogge that what he had seen in the past was a complete illusion.

Now that the emperor has clearly revealed his dark aura to him, is it a curse or a blessing?

But for some reason, this dark aura does not seem to belong to Feuerbach. In Rogge's senses, the Emperor still didn't have much strength in his body.

Rogge was silent on the surface, but secretly stretched out the tentacles of his spiritual power very slowly, reaching into the surging darkness, trying to sense the secrets contained in the dark aura.

As if sensing Rogge's movements, the Great Emperor suddenly raised his head and said lightly: "That's not my power, but the breath that belongs to the Dark Lord God." Although the great Lord of Darkness does not care about our faith, inappropriate actions can still lead to divine punishment. ”

Rogge was taken aback, and his clothes were soaked in a cold sweat. He immediately retracted his mental power and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Get up. ”

The Emperor didn't seem to blame Rogge, and his tone was indifferent. It's just that the calmer his tone, the more scared Rogge becomes, how dare he get up?

"Get up!" repeated the Emperor, and Rogge dared to stand up.

Feuerbach measured the distance on the map with his hand and said, "The chaos of colors in this world is just appearances. You're just beginning to see through the reality of these colors, and it's normal to be deceived by appearances once in a while. Just as you are desperately pushing the empire south, it is not for revenge or power as others think. And I led the army to the south, not just to open up territory for the empire. ”

The more Rog listened, the more shocked he became, but all he could do was keep saying yes.

The Great Emperor finally raised his head, looked at Rogge and said, "I heard that you have tens of thousands of elves in your hands now, is that so?"

Rogge immediately said, "There are fifty-five thousand elves, Your Majesty. ”

The Emperor nodded and said, "Very good." Elves are rare warriors, and even more rare is that you can subdue elves who are known for their stubbornness, arrogance, and stupidity, and I don't think you can hide this for long, so let's organize these elves into an army and send them to your church. I will order that all the elves who follow you be nationals of the Empire, so that you will have no worries. ”

With such a result, Rogge doesn't know whether it is happy or bad. He didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to thank the emperor for his favor.

Feuerbach bowed his head again, and said, as if absent-mindedly: "For a church to develop, it must have a sufficient number of devout believers and a clear doctrinal program, both of which are indispensable. There are many followers of your Holy Church, but the canon is far from perfect. You have a lot to do, so you don't have to delay with me. ”

The old manager sent Rogge all the way to the palace. When he was about to arrive at the palace gate, he coughed a few times and said slowly: "Lord Rogge, you have to plan for the position of the prince in advance, and time is running out now." ”

Rogge agreed, then said goodbye to the boss and left the palace.

When he walked out of the gate of the Emperor's camp, he was faced with a gust of night wind, and Rogge felt a chill on his body. He sighed softly, and walked briskly to his dwelling, alone.

Rogge was upset.

If you choose the sacred clergy, you must give up the secular military and political power. Feuerbach the Great gave Rogge a year and a half, and when the time came, Rogge had to hand over the title of prince and the territory of the Duchy of Are. Rogge has surrendered the military power of the Tidal Legion, and these titles and territorial interests are more related to the glory and wealth of future generations. Although the Emperor did not say it explicitly, under Sarawinger's hint, Rogge knew that he could pass on these benefits to future generations, so that children and grandchildren could enjoy his own shadow.

But herein lies the problem.

Over the years, there have been many women who have slept with Rogge, but no woman has ever given birth to a son and a half daughter to him, except for Lilith. The fat man is cautious, and in order to give himself an extra way back, he will never push the son born to him by Lilith from behind the scenes to the front of the stage. But until now, Floya, Effie and the others have no signs of getting bigger, which really makes Rogge anxious.

All of a sudden, the fat man had a prominent title and a vast territory, and he couldn't find a son to inherit!

Although Rogge is proficient in magic, he doesn't know why he hasn't had any new children for so long. Even the nobles who were powerless, weak, and devoid of silver should have three or five children.

The fat man smiled bitterly, he had no other way but to work hard in the future.

Although it was late at night, many people had not yet slept at the site of the Holy Church.

"Being able to foresee fate is far from the end of prophecy, changing the direction of fate is the purpose of prophecy. Konstantin said with a solemn face.

Eiffel sat casually across from him, her eyes full of weariness, absent-minded at Constantine's teachings, and an unceremonious yawn.

The cardinal smiled wryly. He had already learned enough about Eiffel's disrespect that it had even become a habit.

He sighed, closed the holy book in front of him, and said, "Prophecy is the most elusive of sacred spells. This is not because of how complicated it is, but because fate is so complicated that no matter how hard we try, we can only see a small part of the whole destiny. Based on this vision alone, the prophet is likely to draw the wrong conclusion. It is only through God's gifts that we can see farther and see more destiny, which is why prophecy requires a devout belief in the caster. Okay, I've said enough, today we're going to practice using magic items to perform prophecy. Well, you can try to predict the future of this world. This picture of destiny is big enough that you'll have more chances to see a corner of it. Come on, here's what I found today, you can use it to try it!"

As he spoke, Konstantin pushed a huge mussel shell with a meter in circumference to Eiffel. The giant clam was obviously a monster with no bad strength before it was alive, and until this moment there were still strong magic fluctuations on the mussel shell. It's a pity that because of this, it was favored by the cardinal and turned into a prop for Konstantin to teach Eiffel.

Effie covered her mouth and yawned again, then dragged the giant clam in front of her and muttered, "In the name of any god, present the future of the world in front of Eiffel!"

Konstantin said angrily: "How many times have I said that you must have a pious heart when chanting a mantra in order to be able to get a response from the Lord God of the Heavenly Realm......!

Before he could reprimand, a strong divine light suddenly lit up on Eiffel's body. When the light dissipated, the inside of the smooth shell began to pour out ink-like colors, and the ink color immediately condensed into a complex and gloomy symbol.

Konstantin was taken aback, and when he came to look at it, his brows immediately furrowed, and he said, "This is the mark of the devil! Let me see what kind of power it represents...... Well, it's destruction. I have long said that indiscriminate prophecies will only lead to inexplicable results. One more time!"

Effie sat up straight, and recited the incantation in a serious manner.

After the divine light flashed, this time the mussel shell first took on a patch of red, and then a clear picture appeared.

In the future shown by the giant clam is a burning cloud of fire, half of the sky is occupied by a huge sun, and the ground is full of erupting flames and flowing magma.

Seeing this apocalyptic scene, Konstantin's face was already a little ugly. His eyebrows tightened, and he said slowly, "You have limited strength and no faith, how can you get such a clear prophecy of the end of the world?" I know that if you are wrong, you must be very unconvinced, but this content is completely different from the future that the gods have shown me. Come on, let's try again, and pay attention to the operation of the magic. ”

This time, a beautiful world appeared in the giant clam, and then a point of divine light with extreme intensity lit up in the middle, and the light containing infinite power ignited the whole world!

The third prophecy is still destruction.

The mussel shell had exhausted its hidden magic power, and shattered into countless small pieces with a snap. Eiffel cheered, jumped up, rushed out like the wind, and went back to her room to catch up on sleep.

In the large room, only Konstantin stared at the broken mussels on the ground, thoughtful.

(To be continued)