Realm of Power

The fat man, who felt a little confused, was flipping through a document in the hall with a solemn expression. His mind was so messed up that even Plais was shaken. The turmoil caused by this marriage obviously ruffled Manchuria, which had been stable for a long time. Pool spring water,

The various forces in this spring water are like the fish that emerge excitedly under the bait.

If this continues, it will be detrimental to the internal stability of the empire. If there is still one party that can be regarded as a pure land without interest entanglements, it is only the beautiful female Grand Duchess of Salander, Nilai, who owns a large autonomous area in the north of Salander. , or perhaps the only one who can still be regarded as a fair position in this turmoil,

Suddenly, a name on the document made the fat man pause. It was a list of prisoners captured and imprisoned in the Salander War. The fat man saw a name that aroused his interest, Ferrandir, this The only bloodline of Prophet Ferran played a very disgraceful role in the Black Forest Rebellion. The Black Forest Alliance Army was defeated by the Falcon Army in a battle. Ferrantier took advantage of the chaos and tried to sneak into the Tomb of the Prophet under the Ebony City. As a result, Captured by Su Kebailing in one fell swoop,

Considering the influence of the Phelan family in the hearts of the Salanders, Fatty did not immediately execute the only surviving member of the Phelan family, but instead kept the descendant of the prophet in close custody.

When he returned home this time, the Southern Governor Statunko proposed that the Salander region needed a group of qualified political officials, and personally submitted the detention list, which included all the Salanders who were captured by the Falcon Army during the Savin War. Nobles of Rand,

Statunko stated in the report that the Salander region is now stable, but because of the semi-forced annexation method and the Salander expedition of 20,000 people who are regarded as heroes by the Salander people The Falcon Army was brutally annihilated by the Imperial Army in the Normandy region. Except for the northerners who have not experienced the tragedy, Salander currently has very few people in the central and southern regions who are willing to join the Falcon Army. Although their attitude towards the Empire is obedient, they can still talk about it. Not too much love.

In terms of regional governance, governance officials could only be sent from the empire. Different beliefs and language barriers caused many conflicts between the governance officials and the locals. This also made the Southern Governor Statunko feel helpless, so he proposed to the fat man. Can we select a group of governing officials from the Salander nobles?

"Come here, has this person been escorted here?"

The fat man closed the document, raised his head, and handed the document in his hand to an imperial adjutant in black uniform who walked in from the door. He thought Statunko's idea was correct. As Salander has its own unique culture, it still needs to be managed by people who understand Salander's situation.

"Yes, Your Majesty, after receiving Your Majesty's order, the Southern Army escorted these people to Salander Kyoto two days ago!" The imperial adjutant took the document, looked at it and replied respectfully.

"Bring him here tomorrow! I want to see him!" The fat man waved his hand to the adjutant,

In the corridor outside the hall. Nilai, wearing a colorful Salander dress, is waiting anxiously.

She has been waiting here since the adjutant brought in the documents just now. The Southern Governor Statunko has always been prudent in his work. He also gave Nilai a copy of the list of prisoners, and bluntly said that this list will be presented to His Majesty. As a reference to the Salande District Management Officer

"It seems that such a major internal affairs of the empire should not be informed to an outsider like me!" Hearing the contents of this list. The Grand Duchess looked a little surprised. Her stance had always been neutral, and she seemed even more cautious before this storm of light and shadow came.

"Since you are going to use Salander's side to govern the local officials, I believe that your Majesty does not want to inadvertently select someone who will also make the princess angry! It is your duty as a subordinate to avoid these troubles in advance for your Majesty!"

Statunko handed over the list in a tone that left no room for doubt, and said solemnly to the hesitant Princess Nile, "The princess should believe it. The list given to the princess is entirely out of public interest. The princess should know that 20,000 Salanders The expeditionary force was destroyed in Normandy, and 110,000 Black Foresters died in the aftermath of the rebellion. These are more or less related to the lack of management talents who can stabilize the overall situation. As a Salander, does Her Royal Highness want to continue to sit back and watch. Will such tragic situations continue to happen?

"To be honest, I don't know what the consequences will be if I submit this list." Statunko paused, took a deep breath with a slightly pale face, and said slowly, "You also know that Your Majesty What I hate the most is the nobility. Now that I propose to re-activate some of the nobility, I will undoubtedly offend His Majesty. Bottom line, if it arouses His Majesty's displeasure, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing for Salander! If His Majesty is angry, I can't think of anyone who can avoid this disaster except Her Majesty the Princess! For the sake of millions of Salander lives, please Her Royal Highness please stop rejecting me!"

"If that's the case, fine!"

Nilai took the list hesitantly, her eyes flickering, showing that she was also struggling in her heart. Salander had been incorporated into the empire, and there had been several rebellions. From the Salander Expedition to the Black Forest Encirclement and Suppression, there had been more than 100,000 people. The Salanders died under the butcher knife of the empire, and because of the tragic death of their father, they fell into the well Many of the Kyoto aristocrats who committed crimes were the objects of Nilai's hatred. Although time has dissipated a lot of hatred, it does not mean that there is no grudge at all. These people should be imprisoned until death to repay their faults, but let More Salanders continue to bleed, which also shakes the bottom line in the heart of the kind-hearted Grand Duchess!

Full of speculation, Nilai waited for the answer outside the hall. About half an hour later, she saw the adjutant who presented the documents coming out. She quickly went up to him and asked, "What was your Majesty's reaction?"

When the adjutant saw that it was Princess Nile, he quickly lowered his head and responded, "Your Majesty wants to see Ferrandir!"

"It's Ferandier, the Son of the Sky!"

In addition to being slightly stunned, Nilai also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that His Majesty was not angry because of this proposal. Nilai, who was born in the temple, still maintains considerable respect for the last bloodline of the Felan family, and she also She received a personal request from her mentor, High Priest Palstina, hoping that she could persuade the Vecian Falcon to retain the last bloodline of Prophet Ferran. She was still hesitating about how to speak, but she didn't expect the fat man to see him. The first one turned out to be Ferrandir

"Go and do your work! Thank you very much!"

Nilai said to the adjutant with a grateful expression. The adjutant heard some inexplicable cavalry and left with a look of fear. Half an hour later, the fat man stretched and walked out of the hall of Starlight Palace. He glanced thoughtfully at the already empty corridor. Nilai must have been here! , the faint fragrance in the wind could not be hidden from his nose. His thoughtful eyes moved up the top of the corridor. On the side cliff of the side hall next to him, a huge white observatory came into view of the fat man. eye. The fat man's depressed spirit was shaken, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

Below the observatory is a mountain path consisting of thousands of steps leading directly to the top of the mountain. The number of steps is countless. The cool mountain breeze blows in the face, and the golden sunshine shines on the steps leading to the side hall. , there are white marble pillars lined up on both sides of the steps, with the top of each pillar. They are all statues of the tall prophet Ferran. The serious-looking Prophet Ferran holds a sword in one hand and a bronze doctrine in the other. He is solemn and solemn, revealing the vicissitudes of time. The entire steps are also made of pure white marble, which is holy. It's a pity,

It is said that when they first knew that this side hall of the temple would be the holy path to the resting place of Prophet Ferran, more than 30,000 Sky believers spontaneously brought food and water, using the most primitive method of pulling people on their shoulders, from here. More than 300 miles of Miya Mountains are used to excavate these finest marble materials.

Tens of thousands of people were at the foot of the mountain polishing the stones to mark the arrival, meticulously. They were transported up the mountain in order, and then along this winding mountain road, they were paved step by step. It took ten years to complete. The top of this side hall is the most famous Shenglan Star Observation Tower in the temple. ,

The tower is 35 meters high, like a long white pillar erected between the mountains and cliffs. It is also said that when he moved from the south, eight red high priests personally carried the coffin to bury the prophet Ferran from the south into the new resting place. holy place

The name of Starlight Palace. It’s also because of this extraordinary observatory.

The eternal starlight, like my eyes, shines on the world.

The fat man stared at a row of ancient Salander characters carved on the door of the side hall. These were ancient Salander characters, and the fat man didn't recognize them. He once asked Nilai, and the answer he got was this sentence! According to Nile's explanation. This is because the star-gazing tower leading from the side hall to the top of the mountain uses a unique reflective structure designed by the prophet himself. It uses seven huge bronze mirrors representing the northern starry sky. It is said that the infinite starlight on the top of the sky above our heads is reflected. Introduced into the tower. Shining directly on the upper end of the tower where the prophet's bones are buried,

The fat man was a little distracted when he heard that. Is it a miracle? Isn’t it just the refraction effect? But he didn't say anything, because he knew that for all sky believers, this observatory was the real holy place in their hearts! Nilai is also a believer in the Temple of the Sky, and she is the most devout one. Only people like Fatty can show no respect or contempt in their eyes after the initial shock, but look calm, as if thinking of the white observatory. The representative, the prophet who was finally exiled by his subordinates, had a sneer on his lips.

From the perspective of a later traveler, this prophet Ferran is undoubtedly a staunch idealist with too advanced ideas and technologies. He wants to break away from secular power, but he seems to have forgotten that the rebound of secular power will be like this. Showing no mercy, while wallowing in the power of the world, abandoning the initially unrealistic ideal and moving towards a more realistic ideal

A prophet of a race, a king of the earth,

I and this prophet are two lost people lost in time and space.

Because they have different personalities and ideals, they have embarked on different paths. The prophet is just an ordinary person from the future, or a soul traveler like himself. In this case, why do I need to be humble?

And I know very well that there is no prophet Ferran at the end of this holy path.

Looking at the plains below from that observatory should be a beautiful sight. Unfortunately, the real burial place of the prophet is not here at all, but on the remote and desolate red soil plateau where no one goes.

For hundreds of years, there has only been a group of barbaric tribes who have protected you at all costs, and this flowery holy road was dug out by those who were once willing to believe in you, but then chose to betray you, in order to win over people's hearts. It is an illusion, but this is the power of divine authority, and it is the most obvious manifestation of the influence of divine authority on secular people's hearts. Compared with the power of secular royal authority supported by force, divine authority that is based on the piety of believers can often reach people's hearts more directly.

"Or, you really should go see this observatory!" Not knowing what touched his heartstrings, the fat man walked towards the steps of the side hall. Beautiful butterflies could be seen dancing everywhere on the mountain path, falling from one bud to another. bud.

In such a holy place, the sounds of countless buzzing insects can be heard everywhere.

But the scene in front of you is enough to shock your soul. Here, you can feel that the sky is very close, so close that you can reach out and touch it. It is also so blue that you can’t bear to reach out, and you can hardly see any clouds.

The wind blew through the fields below, stirring the white weeds. A purple Fengzi flower and a colored chrysanthemum leaf were swept into the air by the wind, like a small boat floating in the water, drawing a vague white line along the sky like a transparent cover,

The moist monsoon wind blows from the ocean, occasionally bringing with it a hint of coolness.

They are blowing those flowers and green grass affectionately, instead of lazily shaking the branches like the gentle spring breeze of their brothers and sisters. The wind brings bursts of pleasant floral fragrance, just like the traces of the undulating mountains on the edge of the basin. Beautiful white like broken snow,

The bluestone business roads leading into the distance are criss-crossed like a spider web, dotted with wild flowers of various colors. Let the whole land be like a huge flowerbed extending from your feet to the distance,

To be fair, the former Salander dynasty that ruled this beautiful land could be said to have been defeated by the Falcon Empire and the Normans from the north and south. During that elegiac time, the country was suffering from internal and external troubles and its national strength was declining. The performance of the Salander nobles was quite good. Many nobles fought desperately against the Normans, using their own flesh and blood to resist the iron hoofs of the Falcon Army. Only a few surrendered, which can be regarded as worthy of the title of noble.

"Such a beautiful place should no longer be stained by blood!"

Fatty felt something in his heart. Stopping at the top of the mountain steps, his domineering gaze is cast on the ground below.

The conflict between kingship and divine authority has never stopped since the emergence of religion in mankind. Now, at the foot of the holy land leading to the divine authority on the top of the mountain, the falcon war flag is hunting and fluttering in the morning wind, making the entire holy land. Seems to hang over the secular king with his sword raised Under the power, from the height of an empire leader like him, what he saw was that the ice between the empire and the Salanders was ushering in an opportunity that could be broken, and this son of the sky was the one he wanted to show all the people. A good-natured attitude expressed by the Salanders.

In front of a dark, airtight prison in Salander Kyoto. The southern governor of the empire, Statutenko, was looking inside from the heavy prison door. A young prisoner was swallowing a piece of dry bread with some surprise. The ground under his feet was covered with thick dry thatch. This kind of treatment has already It's considered generous.

Although the two years of imprisonment did not subject this son of the sky to so-called torture, it was enough to make his already sick body worse.

As a prison directly under the military, he does not need to do hard labor like prisoners in other prisons, but he has also lost the opportunity to be exposed to sunlight, and his skin now appears gray-white. It makes people feel a bit dazzling when they look at it.

The young man didn't mind the gaze from behind the door at all, he just wolfed down the dry bread placed in front of him.

As the son of the sky, the only bloodline of Prophet Ferran, this is not the first time that he has been watched by curious onlookers. Rather than expending so much energy to express his anger, it is better to destroy the food in his hands and make his life more valuable. Under the city of Ebony Tuo The temple was captured, and the son of the sky seemed to It was like a changed person, because in that temple, he saw something different from what he knew. There, he could feel that his ancestor, Prophet Ferran, was not as obedient to the world as described in the temple. Kingship, on the contrary, Prophet Ferran is a typical deviant! It is a kind of benevolence for life and indifference to the powerful.

Statunko, the southern governor of the empire, withdrew his gaze from the observation window. He seemed to be unwilling to admire the Son of the Sky's devouring food in such a vulgar way. He frowned slightly and ordered to the prison officer beside him, "Open the door. I have something to say to him." explain!"

"Mr. Governor, this guy has a very strange temper. Sometimes he is quiet, and sometimes he behaves violently. He is very dangerous. Do you think my subordinates should put him in chains first... Your Excellency, then..." Prison Officer He said with an ugly expression. The person standing in front of him was the powerful Governor of the South. In Salander, this imperial minister was definitely a big shot with one hand covering the sky. If he was injured, his head would be all over the ground. Get out!

"Didn't you hear it? Open it! Do you think I am the kind of person who has no ability to protect you? Don't forget, I am also the commander of the empire's army!" Statunko looked serious and snorted very displeased. , the prison officer was so frightened by this angry rebuke that he shuddered. He hurriedly took out the key from his waist, inserted it into the keyhole on the door, and pulled hard.

The crisp sound of "pop" spread far away in the closed prison. This made Ferrandir inside the door unexpectedly stop eating. He raised his head and saw a black uniform of an imperial general with his waist A young man with a sword, and behind the young imperial general, stood four serious-looking guards.

"For such a young imperial general, you must be very talented, right?"

Feranti looked Statuenko up and down and asked suspiciously. He could feel a strong pressure from this young man, who was as steady as a mountain.

Such a young imperial general is rare in the Falcon Empire Army! He had never seen Statuenko, and did not know that the person he saw was the head of the imperial military, the Southern Governor Statuenko, who was known as the first general of the empire. Otherwise, he would never say such self-humiliating words!

"Not really, at least a little bit!"

Statuenko smiled. It has been a long time since anyone commented on him like this. This son of the sky is interesting. After receiving the news that His Majesty the Falcon wanted to see this son of the sky tomorrow, he immediately came to the prison.

This matter is related to the entire Sarande. As the Southern Governor who manages Sarande, he still has feelings for Sarande, otherwise he would not risk angering the fat man and submit a dangerous proposal.

Since His Majesty is not angry, he does not want to be messed up by this perverse son of the sky in the end!