Caesarea Castle was as quiet and peaceful as ever, especially after the competitive games, the usually empty arena suddenly became the center of the whole Caesarea, the streets around the Arena were completely occupied by vendors and tourists.

And it didn't take long for one news after another to make people cheer and cheer outside the gate of the arena - this time, not only knights from all over the Northern World, players like wandering mercenaries, but even the Noldor elves from the Silent Forest!

There are also a lot of gossip rumors that even the Duke of Mistermael, Aaron Brennus, will participate in this tournament and compete against many famous northern knights!

Rumors grew, and the encouraged Cavaliers became competitive players with great enthusiasm – most of them didn't believe they could actually beat the final the day later, but that little bit of speculation created the illusion that "I can win too."

After all, Theodore's reward was too tempting—eight thousand gold coins for first place, four thousand for second, and three thousand for third—more than enough money to buy even a castle.

Where there are competitions, there is such a thing as betting, and this principle is common throughout the world - the Aletico stadium in Rome is no exception, and even from the beginning, the management of betting on competitive games is the responsibility of the Chancellor's special subordinate officials - holding competitions is a very expensive luxury game, even for Theodore, if he can make up for the financial deficit with this, he is naturally happy.

In a way, this is also one of the ways to extract taxes from the aristocracy - every competitive match is really keen to spend a lot of money on the players they love. All of them are the children of the aristocracy with a lot of money, these guys who are qualified to sit in the first two rows of VIP seats.

Even Theodore, as the Emperor, could not stop the Romans from frenzying for such a match as Sword Fighting, and even many foreign nobles and lords were interested in it. As a result, all the weapons used in the competition had to be replaced with lead-filled wooden swords without blades, and the spear head was replaced with a wrapped brass - even so, there were still many injuries on the first day of the competition, and there were not a few broken bones and tendons.

But fortunately, most of the games on the first day were all melees, and there were not many real knights or noble lords with names and surnames, and there were mostly wandering knights and mercenaries, which did not cause too many emergencies.

Fifteen days of competitive competition. It was also a serious test for the security of Caesarea. Fortunately, on the occasion of the coronation, Theodore had already transferred the First Legion to the town to maintain order, and the commander of the Patrick Legion personally took over the post of Caesarea Sheriff, and the original town auxiliary wing was almost a decoration - in the old general's opinion, the auxiliary wing, which was only one-tenth the training of the legion, was not a term "army" at all.

However, no one knows about the Imperial Council, which almost determines the future of the entire empire. It's already a hasty end before the game starts, and there's not even anything to listen to that exciting.

"Your Majesty, my honor. I can see you had a good night last night. It must be more fascinating than going to heaven, right?" said the golden lion with a wicked smile on his face on a certain tower of Caesarea Castle with a wine glass, "Sometimes, I can't help but imagine certain details......"

"I thought you came to me to ask me for an explanation?" Diodore smiled and avoided Salald's topic, "That's three whole towns, and a considerable area of manor and forest. ”

"Sounds like a good reason to go to war, huh. Shouldn't I be thinking about how I can overthrow you, a greedy and cruel tyrant, right now?" said Salald, with an exaggerated analogy. Then he drank it all without care: "Don't be kidding, you want to use our strength to suppress those self-righteous rich people, and make them hand over the power in their hands, of course we can set an example." But...... There has to be a reward. ”

"Yes, believe me to be generous. Theodore waved his hand: "But that's not the point now, Adil Allama, what do you think of this man?"

"Seems to be quite loyal, though...... It's kind of annoying. I heard that Duke Alama also married his daughter to your generals, is that the case?" said Salald, pinching his chin, "I don't bother him too much from the bottom of my heart, but I don't get along with him either." If you really want to know the way, you'd better ask the little guy Bran, he knows more. ”

"I've shown quite coldness and rejection towards him, but ...... Maybe I'm thinking too much, after all, it's time to be united. Theodore said in a deep voice: "Either this Adil cultivation is too good, or it is ...... His ambitions are too great. ”

"You are now His Majesty the Emperor, who would dare to make such an obvious act of displeasure against you—did you see me or Aaron flipping the table when you opened the map?" said Salald dissatisfiedly, "And, even if you can't trust him, can't you trust us—how dare a single Duke of Alama be the enemy of the entire empire?"

"I want to know more, what are you going to do next?" Salald stood up and walked over to Theodore, and slapped his right hand on his shoulder, "Can you tell me?"

"If I do what I think, it's to make the whole empire a whole – just like His Majesty, the first emperor of the Pander Empire, did. Theodore said without concealment: "But it's not realistic now, I need your help to help me suppress those guys who think too much, and willingly fight for the Empire." ”

"Fight for the Empire...... Salad whispered in a playful voice, the former friend in front of him was now his own emperor, not Theodor Julian.

"No matter what kind of person he is, he is the emperor, and the emperor of all. Who do you think is the same as the Emperor in this world? He was the Emperor of the Empire first, and then Theodore Julian—the title is often the status and the responsibility. ”

Bran Elfwan's words suddenly entered Salald's head, causing him to be stunned for a moment. "What's wrong with you?" Theodore looked at his friend with concern, and his relative gaze made the golden lion smile indifferently: "It's nothing, let's talk about it, what do you need us to do?"

"As I said earlier, I need you to sacrifice something for me, and the next thing is the content of the reward. Theodore walked over and poured two full glasses of wine: "I will appoint you, Aaron, and Bran as governors of the empire, and perhaps not only provinces, if necessary. Especially you, you have experience in forming councils, and the Grand Council of Salion is a very good reference, and I want to spread it to the whole of the empire. ”

"In addition, there is the formation of a new legion. Theodore said in a deep voice: "The battle of the Kwyn River is already very revealing, the militia can't stop the attack of the orcs, we need more soldiers." We need at least ten regiments of heavy infantry, as well as regiments of spearmen and cavalry, which require large sums of gold and ample supplies. Good soldiers come from, including trained and loyal guys who can serve as officers!"

"So, this is a quid pro quo......" Salald rolled his eyes: "Aaron won't agree, it's more uncomfortable for him to do these jobs than to kill him, this guy is a natural commander, a good knight." But it's definitely not a good lord, you know what I'm saying is true. ”

"If you can find a better candidate, you can recommend it to me, but now I have no choice - who will the knights of Mistermez listen to except the Duke of Brenus?!" Theodore sighed helplessly: "Forget it, where is Aaron? ”

"Our Lord Duke of Mithmeer has gone to the athletic tournament - his knight captain Jorah told me just now, and he persuaded him, but to no avail. Salald unceremoniously took the glass from the table: "You know—he's not used to the atmosphere of the Imperial Council, and he'll have to find a way...... Return to normal. ”

"Then let him compete, I don't think there are many people who can win against him anyway. Theodore shrugged: "Flowers, wine, applause from the audience, courtship of the girls...... It's so normal. ”

"I heard that Miss Sibea of the Elven Mission also participated. As if casually, Salald said: "And your cavalry commander, Belisarius, Ustan Constantine...... The Romans really love competition, and even I can't wait to participate in it, and there are not many opportunities to duel with so many people. ”

"Go ahead if you want, this might be the last time we'll have a party together. Theodore said in a deep voice, "Enemy, won't give us much time. ”

"Prophet Malcius' look of fear when he told me that the orcs were gradually unifying the tribes was chilling. Theodore's eyes were serious: "I asked myself again and again, can we really win against them? Can such a terrible enemy really be completely defeated? Millions of orcs, hundreds of thousands of demons, like enemies coming out of hell, dragged this world to the brink of collapse. ”

"We can't win them, we have to win them, Theodore!" said Salald, looking at the young emperor in front of him, "If you don't win, then there's nothing...... Have a child, and then use our lives to win it for him!"

(I'm going to be busy with the college entrance examination registration tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.,So take a day off.,And I also need to think about it.,The last two chapters are really not in the state!) (To be continued......)