Burn the world from pirates

"The bad guys in the southern rebels blinded the people's eyes to realize their ambition to split the empire."

"But it doesn't matter, justice will eventually defeat evil."

"Your Majesty's glory will always shine on the world,"

The minister tried his best to fool the little emperor. At this time, he must be careful.

"I see. Then minister, please put down the rebels as soon as possible, or call General Bude. These bad guys must be punished."

The minister respectfully exited the young emperor's palace and went straight to a side hall.

Crunch~~

After pushing the door open, he ignored his dark-skinned son who was doing some exercise and kicked the table over.

This is a very unimaginable performance in Ernest. He can cry and laugh, but he never loses his composure because of anger.

That means that the emotions are affected, and it means that flaws will be exposed in the dark forest of the imperial capital.

"Father, the empire seems to be in bad shape."

Silla, who dressed casually, looked at her old father with some mockery.

"They are just some small rebels. As long as the core power of this empire is in my hands, the world will not change."

The minister looked very unhappy, the hunter disappeared, and he needed a Teigu squad to go to the front line to fight against the revolutionary army.

The Teigu user took advantage of the opportunity of the war to once again prove how powerful the weapons created by the empire were at the beginning.

Many magical abilities were created solely to deal with the battlefield.

Special abilities and strong aura are an excellent choice for charging into battle.

For example, the imperial weapon that can be called the sister-killing version of the beheading sword: two large axes.

With its unpretentious name and unpretentious abilities, it is the most useful Teigu when charging into battle.

Throw it out, smash a large piece to death, and then throw it out again, drilling through several military formations.

Letters for help from the front line were sent to the imperial capital like raindrops.

The minister knew that he had to achieve something as soon as possible in order to stabilize the court.

Looking at the messy side hall and several female corpses on the ground, the minister was a little irritated.

"Come out with me."

The two of them walked around freely in the palace, just like the back garden of their own home.

"I give you all the authority to take the evil parties you brought back from all over the world and act freely within the empire.

Anyone who resists you is working against the empire and me, and will be left to their own devices."

Silla, who was given this authority, grinned to her ears, and the violence in her eyes almost overflowed.

Although he didn't say this, he still brought those weird guys to the imperial capital.

But having authority acknowledged by the minister himself is extraordinary.

Many difficult targets can also be moved.

"I only have one request. When you've had enough fun, you can take your men to the front line as soon as possible.

No matter what method you use, you must achieve results."

The two of them brazenly talked about the most vicious plan in the world in the garden of the empire, and then they ran into General Bude, who had a gloomy face.

Silla's face straightened, and he knew that the general couldn't stand the father and son very much.

Bude looked at Sheila, who was causing chaos in the imperial capital, with thunder in his eyes.

"Don't make this place dirty again."

The empire's strongest reputation prevented Sheila from being presumptuous in front of him, and she calmly cleared the way for the general with drooping eyebrows.

As docile as a dog.

He waited until the general's cloak disappeared around the corner before speaking.

"His face is really ugly. The general must be in a bad mood recently."

The somewhat sarcastic tone seemed to be trying to save some face for the harsh wife just now.

The minister didn't mind being embarrassed.

Because only people like Bude and Esdeath can be trusted at this time.

So he didn't want Sheila to do something dangerous and stupid by taking advantage of her authority.

"Bud's family has always been the most loyal protector of the empire. Although he will never interfere in internal affairs, at the last moment, he will let go and eliminate anyone.

So don’t seek death in front of him, I don’t want to collect your body.”

The black-skinned son's face looked a little ugly when he said this. The old guy still looked down on him.

"Sooner or later..."

"idiot!"

The fierce light in the minister's eyes was directed at this coward son, why is he so stupid?

"Didn't you hear what Bud just said?"

"You have been reported for keeping dangerous species near the imperial capital. If I hadn't suppressed you, you would have been dragged to the square by that stubborn old man and beheaded."

"Do you think you'll grow up when you come back after going out for a walk?"

"Or did those weird men give you courage?"

"I don't mind having another son."

Vicious taunts spewed out with anger.

Quiet, very quiet.

Sheila felt the oppression from the superiors from her father.

Obviously he is young and strong, has the imperial gear, and has practiced the Imperial Fist Temple boxing technique, but he still doesn't feel safe at this time.

"You only have one last chance to prove yourself."

Silla's face was ugly and unimaginable. No matter how domineering and fierce he usually pretended to be, he was actually a soft guy who bullied others.

In order to save face, he could only turn around and leave, planning to make his wild hound perform extraordinary feats to make this guy look at him differently.

Seeing this idiot son go out, the minister's face looked better.

It is useful to have a trash can to throw away bad moods.

After regaining his sense, he called the messenger to inform Esdeath in the west not to play anymore.

Confirm Tazmi's position and Noah's trace as soon as possible.

Then he led his troops and rushed back to the imperial capital.

This time you can kill freely in the empire.

After the minister calmed down, he also thought about it. As long as the empire still has Esdeath, Bude, and the Supreme Imperial Instrument, it will be impregnable.

The revolutionary army should first play with its unsatisfactory son.

Unsatisfied, Sheila returned to her palace and angrily killed dozens of people to vent her anger.

Then he began to gather his friends to announce the good news, without mentioning his dog-like behavior just now.

"Really give everyone permission?"

"Um."

"Can we play in the palace?"

"As long as you're not afraid of being killed by an old stubborn Bude."

Sheila clearly set the target for the wild hound to bite.

The top rebels, the leader of Anning Taoism, the members of the night attack, and at least a few ordinary Imperial Gear users have to be killed.

"As long as you complete the task, you can have three days of partying in the Imperial Capital for three days."

This kind of commitment is like a drop of blood dropped into a school of sharks.

Being able to do whatever you want in the heart of a powerful empire is simply a foul temptation.

"When to set off."

Izo, the swordsman, has no interest in this kind of thing. He just wants to kill the strong man and use more blood to commemorate the sword in his hand.

Therefore, he eagerly hopes to go to the battlefield and kill those strong men, especially the famous Imperial Arms swordsman like Chi Tong.

"Then now!"

Under the leadership of Sheila, the wasteland hounds went straight to the south city gate.

Less than ten kilometers out of the city, something unexpected happened.

While they were marching, a torrent of feathers falling from the sky stopped their progress.

The man escaped, but all the horses under his feet were shot to death.

Silla squeezed the corners of her eyes and faced the sun and saw the interceptor.

"One of the members of the rebel hunter force, Lan."

"I didn't expect you would dare to appear in front of us and be so close to the imperial capital."

The people of the Wasteland Hound suddenly felt that there was a conspiracy, and the suburbs of the imperial capital were not safe at all.

Lan's face was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"wrong."

"It's not a hunter, it's a night hunt."