My Empire

"Click!" The thick solid wood door with intricate patterns carved on it was pushed open from the outside, as if to push away two pieces of paper.

A thin woman wearing a gorgeous robe stood at the door, her big beautiful eyes staring at the man sitting behind the desk in the room.

Chris touched the tip of his nose, a wry smile appeared on his face: "Since you are here, come in and sit."

The imperial concubine Vivian, who was standing at the door, didn't hesitate, and stepped into Chris' office.

Since marrying Chris, she has always shown the virtuous and virtuous side of Shuhui, and even her habit of talking endlessly has changed more than half.

But today, she stood in front of Chris like this, with a bit of Capeluna's bravery. This reminded Chris that the beautiful girl standing in front of him was once a ruthless person used by the Allan Hill Air Force as an imaginary enemy.

"I'm going to the Demon World." Vivienne didn't go around in a circle. She stood in front of Chris' desk and said in a stubborn tone: "I must go!"

"This won't work!" Chris shook his head and rejected his imperial concubine's request: "I can promise you other things, but I will definitely not agree with this kind of thing."

"Lon Sadre died to seal the Eye of Magic... I was the first to enter the Demon Realm, so I will be much better." Vivienne didn't seem to hear Chris' veto, still talking to herself.

"It's dangerous there! We don't know anything, so I don't plan to let a princess take this risk!" Chris refused again.

He now has tens of thousands of troops, tens of thousands of tanks, and tens of thousands of aircraft of various types. In this case, he still lets his beloved woman go out for adventure. Isn't this mental illness?

Although I don't know what the situation is on the devil's side, it is the safest way to send soldiers to investigate, and then feed back the results of the investigation, and finally implement a thunder blow.

"But, don't you think about how I feel?" Vivienne stared at Chris, and asked, "You know that Lonsadre raised me and taught me magic... Now he is dead, for the devil And die... can't I do something for him?"

"You can help him worship, clean his tomb, and I can accompany you to Galenock in Greken to see his statue, and even I am willing to make him a hero admired by the Ailanhills!" Chris said, "However, I can't let you take risks!"

"I won't take risks! I just want to be the first to go to the Demon Realm, and be the first to sound the horn to counterattack the Demon Realm... Isn't this also OK?" Vivian begged softly.

"Of course not! Vivienne! Don't force me!" Chris looked at Vivienne's eyes, a little flustered, avoiding the other's gaze, and said firmly.

"The royal family took the lead to enter the Demon Realm, and the horn of counterattack was sounded! This is also a very glorious thing?" Vivian continued to say to Chris.

Anyway, she had made up her mind to go to the Demon Realm, and she was the first to go to the Demon Realm. No matter what Chris thought, she wanted to fulfill Lonsadre's last wish.

Sometimes people are such stubborn animals. They ignore the feelings of the living, but blindly pursue a clear conscience for the dead.

This is emotion, human emotion, something elusive and unexplainable. Sometimes it is so unreasonable, but it really maintains the inexplicable relationship between people.

"You know I don't pursue these at all! I just hope you are all safe!" Chris said: "I don't often go to the front to fight personally. The lovely Lanhill is still invincible!"

"But, I want to go!" Vivienne emphasized: "You should let me go! If you still love me... If you don't want to see Vivienne just sink like this!"

"My dear... can't you be considerate of my feelings?" Chris stretched out his hand and held Vivienne's slightly thin shoulders: "You know how much I care about you!"

"My dear... please also be considerate of my feelings! If I can't be the first to enter the demon world, I won't be at ease for the rest of my life!" Vivian raised her head and stared at Chris.

Chris was upset, he knew he shouldn't let Vivienne take the risk, but he still couldn't bear to look at Vivienne's haggard eyes.

Vivienne has been depressed since the day of Lonsadre's sacrifice. It's been a long time since she laughed, of course Chris knew it well.

If there is a way for Vivienne to get rid of her own knots, then Chris is very willing to let Vivienne try.

However, only this kind of thing, Chris is unwilling to go to the Demon Realm, it can be anyone, Chris does not even object to the Dragon King being the first to go, but Vivian can't!

The guards at the door heard the conversation inside, one by one pretending not to bring their ears. They turned their heads in other directions, as if the conversation in the room had nothing to do with them.

Luther stood outside the door, listening to the conversation between Chris and Vivienne, and didn't know what to do.

He just stood there, not even closing the door. There is no need to hide this kind of thing, because it is an honor for the royal family!

The members of the royal family are ready to take the lead, and regardless of the opposition of the emperor, they have to stand up and enter the demon world first. This is something to boast about anyway.

So Luther did not even interfere with the development of the matter, allowing it to continue. He even already has a plan to publicize the imperial concubine's invitation to war, intentionally or unintentionally, of course, if your majesty does not object.

Chris continued to shook his head and said, "Let your super **** puppet go! If it doesn't work, you can also let my super **** puppet go with you! Only, you can't! No! You can't say anything!"

"Please!" Vivienne didn't say anything else, just said softly and pleadingly.

"Don't force me! Vivienne! You know that once I make a decision, I won't change it!" Chris insisted on his principles.

"Please!" Vivian continued to stare at Chris, and continued to plead with the exact same tone as before.

Chris was very flustered, he didn't know how to deal with this situation. Although he already had three wives, he rarely had such conversations with women, so he had no experience to deal with the situation in front of him.

When Vivienne asked you for the third time, Chris fled. He bypassed Vivienne and rushed out. Even Luther didn't react, he saw his Emperor rushing out in embarrassment, and Princess Vivienne followed closely behind.

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In the most central building of Galenok Floating City, in Greken's battle hall, a man in armor returned a sharp long sword to the scabbard hanging on his waist.

Then, this gray-haired but not old man stood up and said coldly to the dozens of generals who stood in front of him: "Get out of the way!"

"General! You can't go!" The generals in front of him said in unison, Qi Qi persuaded: "You are the highest commander of Gricken, how can you go personally?"

"I have a reason to go!" The general pressed the long sword on his waist, without any expression on his face: "I must go!...Get out of the way!"

"Master Safilal! It's too dangerous..." the generals who stood in front of him continued to persuade.

Safilal did not back down, but continued to take a step forward: "I have worked with Lord Lonsadre for many years! This is the only thing I can do for him now! I will counterattack the Devildom for him! So... …Step aside!"

"Let him go!" The old man with a cane appeared behind everyone, and Alves, who succeeded Lonsadre as the chief wizard of Greken, said in an old voice.

All the generals turned their heads and gave up a passage unconsciously. Safiral walked up to Alves and leaned slightly: "My lord! Gricken has fought for thousands of years. Please allow me to be selfish once, and save this glory to myself!"

"Go! Child!" Alves stretched out his hand and patted Safilal's shoulder: "The important thing is not the glory, but your heart... The glory of Gricken is always there."

"Grican's Glory is always there!" With tears in tears, Safiral nodded slightly, and then walked out of the hall without looking back.

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Under the huge tree of life in the main city of Elves, a figure of Miaoman knelt on a sturdy tree root, praying piously.

Behind this figure, Falai and the other elven ministers stood quietly, and no one made any noise.

After kneeling and prostrate, the elf queen stood up and turned around, revealing her world-favored face. Looking down at everyone, she slowly said in a solemn voice: "I will follow the instructions of the Tree of Life and pay the debts that should have been paid long ago for the Elf Moon God Clan!"

"I won't back down..." She walked down the winding tree root step by step: "This is my destiny!"

"Queen... Long live!" Falaey was the first to kneel on one knee, pressing his forehead on his knees: "I would like to follow the queen and go to the devil world!"

"Long live the Queen! I am willing to follow your Majesty and go to the Demon World!" Everyone knelt down on one knee, buried their heads, and shouted firmly.

"No need..." Andrea said softly: "You don't need to follow me anymore, now I am no longer the queen... Andrea is just a warrior of the elves, nothing more!"

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Many people in this world have reasons to go to the Demon Realm. Many people have their own blood debts to collect, and some people have their own sinful debts to pay.