My Empire

In the dim corridor, two people walked one after the other. The sound of their footsteps swayed back and forth in the empty corridor, sounding like they were tapping a kind of music.

The little girl walking behind was wearing an old pale yellow noble dress with some stains on it. Even if she was a little embarrassed, she still maintained the grace of a nobleman.

She has been receiving this kind of education since she was a child, and her father asked her to maintain her demeanor no matter what kind of embarrassment she faced.

In this environment, she naturally insisted on the belief that the blood flowing in her body was unique, even if she was so downhearted, she still held her chin held high.

It can be said that she is a beautiful and proud girl. If it weren't for her father's treason, maybe she is still in and out of high-end cocktail parties, surrounded by boys, perfect like a white unicorn.

She followed a man in a military uniform, and while stepping forward, she asked nervously: "My father really decided to sacrifice himself and die for me?"

"I think... maybe this is the case, as you think, he is a great father." Opening an iron door, ignoring the guards standing upright and saluting on both sides, the male officer gently replied.

"He is indeed a good father...every birthday of mine, no matter how busy he is, he will come back to accompany me..." The girl seemed to remember something, and said to the male officer.

When the male officer opened and closed the door of her room, she had been ready to face reality for a second.

She thought that the other party was here to enjoy her body. For a woman like her to be able to fall into the hands of an officer, it must be more decent than falling directly into the hands of a group of big soldiers.

She even fantasized about how to please the officer in front of him who looked good and let him keep himself by her side.

At least, this man looks good and is not too old-even if he is serving as a concubine for the other party, the result is not too bad.

But who would have thought that the other party didn't bother her, but just came and took her to see the father who had hurt the whole family...

"He's really busy...Have you read his files?" The officer asked the woman behind him sarcastically without looking back.

In his view, loyal to his Majesty is to dedicate his entire life to the outstanding soldiers of this empire. A woman implicated in treason is not qualified to defile his body.

Therefore, even if he felt some careful thoughts from women, he did not move any crooked thoughts at all-his significant other should be a perfect woman who is honest, gentle and virtuous, and also willing to dedicate her life to his country.

"What file?" Hearing this question from the officer, the little girl walking behind was obviously taken aback.

The officer did not hide it, and sneered and replied: "In order to annex the land, he killed 31 peasants; he colluded with the local city guards, and after becoming a citizen of the Ailan Hill Empire, he also bought the local police and bribed the ruling power. official……"

"He never said this to me..." The girl heard what the other party meant, and knew what her crime meant in this country.

If it were placed in other empires, the past empires, even if it was treason, even if it was sold to a place, with her appearance, 80% could barely survive.

If you are willing to make a name for yourself, betray your husband who bought your own husband, and seduce the local nobles, 80% of you will be able to live well.

But in the Airanhill Empire, in a country where almost all the people love their emperor infinitely and love their motherland, a woman who has committed treason may have less dignity than a prostitute.

This is the cruel reality, this is the ethos of the entire empire. Even if it is sold at a low price, most of the peasants with a little ability would not consider marrying her as a wife.

Those more humble refugees or shabby households may not be willing to find her such a stupid woman who can't even do a job.

With her figure, she doesn't fit the aesthetics of the country folk at all. Can't carry on the shoulders, can't carry it, can't sew, and it's not easy to grow...The beautiful face that needs countless money to maintain and care, in the face of those dirty hard labor, can be fresh for at most two days.

Think about it, if she is really reduced to living with those untouchables, she might as well serve those who are happy-at least, those who are still willing to tip...

The officer walking in the front didn't know that in just one second, the thought of the woman behind him had already flown as far away as a spaceship.

He just thinks that such a stupid woman who lives in his own world and doesn't know anything is really ridiculous.

So he said indifferently: "Yes, I know, but every piece of your clothes is covered with the blood of those farmers."

The woman also had resentment, and she broke out as she walked: "This is the reason why you arrested my mother and me, and then sent us to the Demon Realm?"

In fact, she was also very wronged. Which of the men used to surround her like flies at the reception, swaying in front of her, showing her her own strengths, trying to make her smile?

What now? Just such an officer who she doesn't even know the official title, dare to give her a face-she really wants to stop the opponent, and ask carefully: Are you blind? Isn't my grandma not pretty? What is your attitude?

"Almost." The male officer continued to play his role as a straight man of steel, without giving up any face.

According to his thinking, a simple summary is: Lao Tzu is single by strength, what can you do to me?

This is typical: I like you, what do you say; I don’t like you, what do you say you are? These two people are not on the same channel at all, so they are not a problem-solving idea at all...

"So, why have you changed your mind now, because my father promised you some strange condition?" The girl finally turned the topic back to the aspect of the male officer's interest.

As a result, the conversation and exchange also entered the rhythm of the hope of the male officer. He nodded and replied stiffly: "Yes, it's almost the same as you thought. Originally, your father was going to die, but he was willing to try a challenge that is not as good as death... So, he paid more, and you Will get a new life."

"Are you going to take me to see him now?" I don't know why, a little bit of anxiety appeared in the girl's heart, and she was full of hope.

"You are a smart girl... The most worthwhile thing your father has done in his life is probably to use everything he has to protect you." This time the male officer felt that the woman behind him was smarter than he thought. It’s a little bit stronger.

"Someone told you that you are actually very cruel?" The girl who was very depressed along the way finally found an entry point at this time and began to sneer.

"Yes, you won't be the last person to say this." The officer lowered his eyes and replied seriously.

He knew what he was doing, and he also knew that this might be an infringement of the gods in this world... This is a kind of blasphemy, and it is also a kind of greed that covets the power of God.

This time it was the girl's turn that she didn't understand, she asked in confusion, "Since you all know everything, why do you want to do such a cruel thing?"

The officer raised his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a firm expression this time: "For the sake of mankind...for the future of mankind, for the progress of mankind, in short, it is a great reason you can't think of."

"Aren't you afraid of going to hell?" The girl sneered, feeling that the other party was finding reasons for herself to cover up her crime.

The man didn’t respond to the woman behind him. He just walked forward and continued to say: “If we succeed, then even if our souls fall into hell, we will be contented... This is our faith, this is our life. Something to chase!"

The girl finally couldn't help it, and muttered bitterly: "I hope you won't succeed."

The officer heard these words, but did not continue to argue, and pushed open the last iron gate in front of him: "Our success and failure...not your prayers."

When the iron door was pushed open, the girl saw a puppet sitting in a wheelchair with a huge magic spar on his entire head.

The puppet had no eyes or nose, but through the thick glass, she still felt that the terrifying humanoid monster was looking at her.

It made her feel like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, staring at a weak prey.

She took a step back slightly. At the top of the room, among the hanging speakers, a strange, hoarse voice with a weird tone came out at this moment: "Daughter... my child... I finally... …See you!"

"You, who are you..." The girl stepped back to the door, heard the call, and subconsciously stopped, covering her mouth and staring at the terrible puppet in the glass window with wires all over her body.

"I'm...your father..." The puppet seemed to want to stretch out his arm, but when he did this action, he failed.

Then, other sounds came from the speakers at the top of the room. It was the voice of other technicians, and the tone was full of tension and despair.

"The synchronization rate is decreasing! The speed is too fast!"

"There is a surge of energy... Damn it! Find a way!"

"The pain may have exceeded the threshold... Damn it! He is going to die!"

Amidst a series of noisy sounds, the **** puppet who raised his palm but could not stretch out his arm, a whole piece of crystal on his head began to crack and shatter, and some small fragments were falling continuously.

He seemed to be smiling at the **** the side of the glass window, and then muttered in his hoarse, mechanically unnatural voice: "It's nice to see you again..."