It's been three days.

Jiannu Island officially held a grand ceremony to celebrate the succession of the new emperor.

Strictly speaking, the Electoral has nothing to do with this isolated island, and is nothing more than an excuse to attract more audiences, but it is undeniable that this decision has indeed paid off.

Several flying dragons landed in the landmark building area of the Sword Slave Island, and the traveling town welcomed luxurious carriages with various aristocratic flags.

The two counts met in the reception room.

A vibrant lion, this is Priscilla's first impression of Selena.

For women, it is a tall figure, and there are obvious traces of exercise on all four limbs, which cannot be described as simple bravery, but is closer to a beautiful beast.

With rusty red curls hanging down from behind, instead of a formal dress, he was replaced by a wide coat, which might be evaluated from behind him as not like a nobleman, but in an empire full of struggles, with such a powerful force as the Wyvern Army, he could naturally run amok.

In fact, the nobles were more accustomed to secretly calling the woman [Scorching Prince], because when the other party was fighting for power with his father, he burned the obstruction to ashes and committed the crime of killing blood relatives.

There are no dukes in the empire, only the distinction between earls and barons, the counts are divided into upper, middle and lower classes, in a sense corresponding to the power [will], Delton is a middle-level earl, inferior to Selena as a superior earl in terms of status.

But unexpectedly, Selena took the initiative to release kindness to the earl.

"Long time no see, Joura, how are you doing?"

The Count looked at the white scar on the side of the other man's face and felt a little glaring, and replied vaguely.

"Hmm...... Well, I'm still the same, and it's nice to see you're doing well. ”

"This is the legendary lady, my two subordinates have praised you, and explained in advance that our contract will last until the next hundred years." Selena casually found a topic and laughed.

"No, I don't." Priscilla replied nonchalantly, "Only harlequins who are beautiful enough to match the concubine's vision, or who don't feel bored are qualified to stay with the concubine, but the husband doesn't meet it at all." ”

"Madame is really ruthless when she speaks, don't you like this event?" Selena felt the other person's strong self.

"There is no point in showing loyalty to the emperor without a price, but the concubine will not be so narrow-minded as to reproach the people for indulging in such entertainment, and of course, most importantly, the ugliness of putting their lives on the line to fight is admirable."

Priscilla took the fan out of her arms and unfolded her beautiful face that blocked the smiling face.

"Earl Delton, you have found a wonderful lady who is very compatible with me, but you are too young to drink." Selena said happily and regretfully.

"Wait a minute." The Earl was shocked, "This is obviously a radical method, please don't be so reckless......"

"Stupid, the concubine has naturally tasted the wine, and Count Selena's appearance is also worth drinking."

The conversation turned into mere small talk, and cheers came from the dueling arena that was close to twisting, and the number of rounds expanded to thirty throughout the day, meaning that at least fifteen sword slaves were about to die.

"Ladies of the audience, adults in the VIP room, please prepare thick handkerchiefs."

The duel was soon splattered with flesh and blood on the ground in the center, and the mutilated corpses caused the audience to scream wildly, mercilessly sneering at the losers, and mixing insults and praises for the winners.

In the VIP room, the Count covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, vomiting uncontrollably, and he saw the excrement and blood spilling out of the corpse's body as it relaxed.

Priscilla got up and beckoned the Count to go outside to get some air, which was unseemly for the nobles of the Empire.

"How did the drawbridge go up?"

"Prie...... Give me a hand...... ...... vomit"

Priscilla looked around solemnly, the VIP room had an unobstructed view of the island, and when the attention of the audience and the guards was on the duel, there seemed to be another strange noise on the isolated island of sword slaves.

The sword slaves have escaped from the underground, and most of them are unaware.

"Where is the superior count Selena! Find it for me! ”

The rough and savage voice echoed.

A group of guys who seemed to be thugs walked in the VIP area as if no one was around, and the strong man was also in the team, but the leader was a one-eyed man, with a comprehensive level of LV49, the second seat of the sword slave, and it was a heroic-level combat power that could be valued anywhere.

Priscilla immediately looked around, and was about to pull the Count into hiding, when her gaze lingered on the vomit.

Along with one of them, there is also a body ready to act.

"The concubine will reconsider the idea of hacking you."

"Sword Slave...... Hide behind me. ”

The vomit killed the possibility of avoiding the accident, Priscilla tidied up her dress, she is not good at fighting at the moment, but the Yang Sword can ensure her survival, but the other problem is that the princess is now a dead person, and she will appear in public again, even if it is the imperial brother, there is no way to turn a blind eye, or rather, the so-called blood and family affection is not worth losing the emperor's authority, and the net has been exhausted before, and all favors have been exhausted.

The thugs rushed to the top of the VIP area.

"The concubine is the superior count of Selena you are looking for."

"What?"

"What a joke, this little ghost."

"It's beautiful."

"Anyone who sees the orange and red hair color of the concubine's body should be able to think of the title of the scorching duke, don't waste my time and that of the inviter."

The one-eyed man felt that the girl's audacity was beyond common sense, and he could only judge that the Earl's portrait would not be circulated in the market, and that their group of sword slaves who had not left the isolated island for several years did not have such accurate information channels.

"I'm sorry, Earl Superior, please come with us, the leader wants to see you."

The one-eyed man tried to show respect as much as possible, the number of superior earls was scarce, and he was the next important hostage, and once he committed suicide, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Take him with you."

"Yes."

At this time, the count was still at a loss.

The one-eyed man led the two to the terrace of the lake.

The body of the second general of the caretaker has gradually cooled.

Priscilla looked at the thin, handsome young man on the couch, who was out of step with the sword slaves.

"Specially invited the concubine to come, it should be a look forward to the future, no matter the outcome, the concubine is barely qualified as a hostage, what agreement do you want to reach with the empire."

Ubique laughed inexplicably.

"Let this isolated island free all the sword slaves, we just need to be free."

……

Sword Slave Island Riot.

The sword slaves held twenty-one nobles, including Selena's superior earl, captive and demanded their freedom.

This news was transmitted back to the imperial capital as quickly as possible, and the chief archmage of the palace personally activated the teleportation array.

The Blood Emperor Vincent Flachia issued a royal decree on this.

Within a day, all of them were purged.

One of the Nine Divine Generals, the third seat, the Vicious Weng, led his knights to dispatch immediately.

(End of chapter)