The Harvest Moon Festival is a festival for the inhabitants of the world of Alpha to celebrate the harvest.

This day is a good day for the subjects of the Boon Empire who have reaped another bumper harvest.

Since the accession of Emperor Prindon to the throne, he has not only eliminated most of the accumulated shortcomings of the "Emperor Ledu" period, but also implemented a series of national policies to reduce taxes, suppress the aristocracy, and encourage agriculture and commerce.

The sky is as people wish, the policy is good, and the harvest will follow.

The Boon Empire, which has a bumper harvest every year, can be said to be a rich country and a strong people, and the common people are all praising the wisdom of Prinzon.

Of course, at this time, Prindon who was waiting for the envoy of the Holy Fire Sect in the royal box did not care much about what the common people thought of him.

What he cares about is whether his ideal of governing the country can be realized.

The so-called beauty and celebrity are just things outside the body.

"Nelson, where is the envoy now?"

The size of the royal box is large and the location is excellent.

Sitting on the emperor's throne, the view of the entire arena can be uninterrupted.

In front of the throne, there are also two curtains made of magic, ready to zoom in or replay the highlights of the arena.

Prindon looked at the picture on the screen, and his mood couldn't help but be very irritable.

A performance called "Single Duel" is currently taking place in the arena.

Two armed slaves fight each other until one of them falls or is hors de combat.

The winning side has the right to decide the life and death of the losing side.

Therefore, the popular life and death judgment link is also one of the highlights of this performance project.

The arena prepares no less than ten ways for the winners to execute the losers.

Feed the hungry Split-hoofed Tiger, drop the knife-filled pit and throw it into a pool filled with corrosive acid......

Such "spectatorial" executions often caused aristocratic women who were watching the performance for the first time to scream when they executed the loser.

The arena also has a clear rule that as long as a total of 20 opponents are executed, the winner will be freed.

As a result, most "solo duel" performances lead to brutal executions.

Looking at another miserable slave who had been thrown into the cage of the Split-Hoof Tiger, Prinzon's tightly knit brow stretched slightly.

He was not a cruel and bloodthirsty man.

It's just that the huge psychological burden caused by the management of the country to him urgently needs to be vented.

This much-maligned arena has been preserved for this reason.

Another more than ten minutes of waiting.

It wasn't until Prindon began to get a little impatient that one of Nelson's men hurriedly pushed open the door to the royal box.

"Your Majesty, the envoy is currently in the arena, waiting for your reception."

"Good, how is the camouflage going?"

In order to guard against Camilla, Prindon specially instructed that the three Helrington must be properly disguised before meeting with him in the royal box.

According to his vision, he used illusion magic and disguise potions to disguise the three powerhouses of the Holy Fire Cult as wealthy merchants from the distant desert kingdom of the Shayeti Khanate, and brought them into the arena in the name of offering precious treasures to the emperor.

This is the best solution to hide from Camilla's eyes.

"Your Majesty, the envoys of the Holy Fire Cult don't seem willing to disguise ......"

Seeing that Prinzon's face was pale, the middle-level cadre of the intelligence department hurriedly added: "However, under the persuasion of your subordinates, they still complied with Your Majesty's request. ”

Seeing that Pu Lindong's expression was slightly softened, the middle-level cadres finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that the Emperor Prindon, who was called a "virtuous monarch" by the common people, was actually a very difficult king to serve.

He was very lenient with the people, but he was extremely strict with his subordinates.

As long as it is slightly unsatisfactory, most of the things that await you are dismissal or even exile.

This middle-level cadre named Truss still has a large family waiting to be fed, but he doesn't want to touch Prinzon's mold here.

"Go and bring them over to meet Your Majesty, and don't delay."

At Nelson's signal, Truss hurriedly withdrew from the royal box with a sense of relief.

The truth that a companion is like a tiger can be seen from this.

Not long after, three gorgeously dressed middle-aged men walked into Prindon's luxury box under the leadership of Truss.

"The Holy Envoy came from afar, and I should have entertained them as state guests, but in order to prevent my aunt from noticing, I can only wronged the three of them."

Facing Pridon, who got up to greet him, Herrington still seemed more polite.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, there is no need to be polite."

The Holy Flame Cardinal, with his curly blond hair, was a little chubby.

His face is round, and his eyes are narrowed into a slit when he laughs, giving him a comical feeling.

However, no one who knew Helrington well would have the slightest contempt for him because of his kind appearance.

When the previous Nine-Colored Flame was still there, Harrington was known as the first person under the Nine-Colored.

At the moment he has reached level 138.

After the Nine-Colored Flame was "slain by Solomon's dying counterattack", Helrington became the strongest under Archbishop Latins.

As a strong man, he naturally has the arrogance of a strong man.

He was actually very disdainful of Prinzon's cautious disguise arrangement.

As a level 138 powerhouse, and with two level 110 or so deputies, why is it difficult to get rid of a person who hasn't even broken through the first level cap?

However, before leaving, Archbishop Lattings' repeated instructions made the haughty cardinal endure his temperament.

"The task of your trip is very heavy, and although the archmage named Camilla is not very strong, behind her, there must almost be the support of the remnants of the archmage of other demon countries."

"Once you do it, you must ensure that you will be killed with one blow, and then ask all the gods to completely eradicate the forces of the Demon Guide Country in the territory of the Boon Empire, and beware of the counterattack of the Demon Guide Country."

"The Boon Empire's determination to take refuge in my Holy Fire Cult is just right to be set up as a model."

"If this trip is handled properly, it will be much easier for us and the Lord God to unite the nations of the human race."

Helrington is not someone who doesn't understand the big picture.

On the contrary, it was precisely because of his reliability that Lattings was relieved to entrust him with such a heavy responsibility.

"Your Majesty, the three of us rushed to your country at night to show our sincerity, and the ten gods have also been arranged to stay in your king's capital."

"This deed, Lord Latins, has written his name, and we are waiting for His Majesty to sign it into effect, and our operation can begin."

After handing over the contract to Prindon, Hairington glanced around the lavishly decorated royal box.

Strict anti-reconnaissance and camouflage magic has been laid around the box.

Although the level of magic is only the sixth rank, it is quite good in terms of the strength of the Boon Empire.

"Hmph, this Prindon is also a king with some abilities."

"For such people, the Holy See has always suppressed and exploited at the same time."

"When I'm done dealing with that Camilla, I'll train him well."

Thinking like this, the smile on Hairington's face became even more comical.