Once the gaze of the aloof emperor falls on any plate, the girl holding the plate will immediately crawl over on her knees and hand the plate in front of His Majesty the Emperor.
Less than forty days had passed, and the new emperor, Christo, who was indulging in wine and sex, looked even paler than his already pale face.
The deep-set eye sockets and dark circles make this originally sinister look even more eerie.
"The army of Barcelona has besieged Chambord for nearly 40 days. It is said that Alexander, the king of Chambord, never showed up. Hehe, I'm afraid he was scared and fled. Maybe within ten days, Chambord will fall. By then, I can be regarded as getting rid of a heart disease!"
Christo drank a glass of red wine, and the wine stains left along the corners of his mouth, like blood, he wiped it off with a white handkerchief, and said with a proud smile.
"Your Majesty is wise, the city of Chambord is nothing to worry about. One day, sooner or later, Alexander's head will be displayed at the north gate of the city!"
"Your Majesty, your wisdom and martial arts are far superior to those of the former emperor. Under your rule, Zenit and Barcelona have formed an alliance, and the national power has flourished. It will not be long before the Zenit Empire will become the Northern Territory. Overlord, Your Majesty, you will also become the First Emperor of the Northern Territory!"
"Haha, I guess, there may be good news tonight, coming from the north!"
On both sides of the lower part of the main hall, the officials of the puppet empire sat. They flattered as much as they could after hearing the words. All kinds of flattering words flowed out from the mouths of these people without blushing and without heartbeat.
"Your Majesty, this morning, General Masip, the general of Barcelona stationed in St. Petersburg, sent a message to the empire to provide a large amount of military rations and weapons and equipment, as well as all kinds of weapons sent to the imperial capital by the city of Chambord in the past. The people of Barcelona come to keep it, I don't know what His Majesty means..."
A minister in military uniform hesitated.
"There is no hesitation, of course it must be done in accordance with the wishes of Barcelona's allies."
"I see, we should redouble our efforts to facilitate the Barcelona allies!"
Several ministers couldn't wait to intervene.
Christo nodded, and was about to say something, when suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Looking up, he saw that outside the hall, the sky suddenly became brighter, wisps of golden rays different from the sunlight. The light, slightly dazzling, came from behind the stone pillar outside the window of the main hall.
"what happened?"
Christo looked shocked.
A group of ministers also looked sideways, followed His Majesty's gaze, turned around and found the existence of the golden light.
"Golden light? This is..."
"Haha, Your Majesty, good news, this is an auspicious sign!"
"Ah, that's right, that's right, auspiciousness descended from heaven, this is a good omen!"
"It must be Your Majesty's sincerity that touched the heavens, so there is such a sign. When I am illuminated by this golden light, I feel as if I am many years younger!"
In the hall, the ministers flattered again.
At this moment—"A group of flatterers, it's really disgusting. How can the fate of the empire be entrusted to you, a group of little people like dogs?"
A clear and angry voice overwhelmed the flattery of the officials and rang in everyone's ears.
"Who? So bold?"
"Damn it, slander His Majesty, you should be dragged out immediately and shredded into pieces!"
"Who said that? Stand up? Come, someone, immediately arrest him in the black prison and torture him!"
It has been too long since I heard different voices, and this sentence is still so ironic, the ministers of the new empire are like ants that have exploded their nests, screaming angrily and flushing, looking around for words people.
"No need, I just came back from the black prison."
The voice appeared again.
This time, everyone heard the direction of the sound clearly.
When they looked back, they were stunned for a moment, and all the words they were about to swear just now were choked in their throats.
Because, they saw a person who shouldn't be here.
[Red Beard] Granero, former commander of the Imperial Security Office.
The new emperor, Christo, at this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and an unbelievable light burst out from his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
"How do you..."
Crystal was horrified.
"Why did I appear here, did I? My legs and hands, why did they grow back?"
Granero laughed out loud, his eyes gleamed with anger and hatred, like two jets of flame. It blazingly burned the nerves of everyone in the hall, making everyone feel as if they were suddenly placed in an ice cave for thousands of years.
"Come here, come here, where is the guard, take him down for me, arrest him..."
With an extremely bad feeling in his heart, Christo suddenly got up from the throne and screamed.
Hasty footsteps came.
Thousands of soldiers in black magic armor poured in from all over the hall like a tide.
At the same time, sharp sirens resounded throughout the palace.
Streams of light flickered.
The moon-level Dzogchen powerhouse wearing the Barcelona military uniform appeared in the hall with a flash of light and shadow.
Such a change made the officials in the hall and the new emperor Christo finally heave a sigh of relief. The feeling of safety returned to everyone's side, and the smiles on their faces became ferocious again. scared up.
"Haha, there are some people who don't know how to live or die every day, come to assassinate me, but unfortunately they end up turning into a pile of meat, Granero, I don't know how you escaped from the black prison, But, you shouldn't come to the imperial palace to die."
Surrounded by the warriors, the new Emperor Christo calmed down and smiled contemptuously.
"Really? What if you add me?"
Another voice came from behind Granero.
Ripples like water ripples in the air, Sun Fei stepped out of the void step by step.
Christo's smile instantly froze on his face.
"Is that you? Alexander the Chambord?"
He cried out in surprise: "How is it possible? Chambord is besieged by members of the Barcelona army, how could you escape?"
"Barcelona's 400,000 troops have all been defeated by His Majesty Alexander, Christo, you despicable kingslayer, the most shameless traitor of the empire, your backer has collapsed, and your end has come!"
Granero shouted angrily: "Put up your dog ears, listen carefully, and listen to the voices outside the empire!"
As if responding to Granero's shout, thunderous shouts and roars came from outside the palace.