Realm of Power

south coast

Staring at the huge white marble square obelisk on the top of the mountain behind the city in the distance, like a sharp sword pointing towards the sky, despite the vicissitudes of life and the unpredictable changes in the world, it still looks extraordinary from a distance, as if A holy place that does not belong to the world, covered with white snow on the top of the mountain, Turrit Colleen said with a somewhat sour sigh.

"The Botilla Monument was built thousands of years ago during the Fiya Dynasty. During the Fiya Dynasty, the Campos of Botilia were once the biggest enemies of the Fiya Dynasty in the south. At the time, he was just a little-known prince. Frederick I was leading Feia The dynasty's naval fleet successfully defeated the then extremely powerful Campos Navy in the waters of Botilla. Twenty years later, the talented and strategic King Frederick I of the Fia Dynasty conquered the Inland Sea area by force and completed the unification of the Inland Sea area." To commemorate the beginning of victory , Frederick I decided to build a monument that could represent his majestic achievements on the top of the always snow-capped Yalins Mountains. This is the Botilla Monument. Marbles are transported up the mountain, It is said that more than 3,700 Campos prisoners of war died just to build the mountain road to transport marble blocks up the mountain! The Pope of the Wishing Tree Order chose this place as the meeting place. It seems that he praised His Majesty as It was the Great King Frederick I thousands of years ago."

"You also know that I am not familiar with Obaro's previous history. I am afraid that the other party's thoughts will be revealed to a blind man."

The fat man smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly. This was a very formal diplomatic meeting with the Wish Tree Order. As the person in charge of foreign affairs, Turrit Colleen naturally had to come. But I don’t know why, as soon as he arrived here At the meeting place, the shrine maiden, who had always been lively and spiritual, started to become a little jealous.

I've said it several times before and after surrounding an old obelisk. Isn't it just an obelisk? In the end, in order to reduce the sacrifices of the Campos people, the noble princess of Campos asked Philip Lie I, please ask to sleep with me? German stories that were told more than a thousand years ago have been widely circulated in the South. Over the past thousand years, various versions have appeared. The bards of Obarro have no idea how many strange contents they have made up in their minds. Anyway, Feiya The dynasty was over long ago, and even Frederick I, who died with no trace of his dregs, could not rise from his grave.

"Haha, that's really impossible to say. The country of the Order is full of people who only know faith but not shame. Besides, I know that the pope is a stunning beauty who is less than sixteen years old."

Turrit's eyebrows were raised, her mouth was smiling charmingly, and she expressed her grievances that the fat man had strictly ordered her to withdraw from Lisbon. However, thinking that the Turrit family was the descendant of the Feiya dynasty, the little witch's eyes rose. It’s sad that the glory of the Feiya Dynasty still makes the Obaro people proud after a thousand years, but how many people know how much bitterness and hardship the Turrit family, the descendants of the Feiya Dynasty, have endured for a thousand years. Sadly, the women of the Tourit family are burdened with a curse. They have the noblest blood and peerless appearance, but they can only hide in the darkness. It was not until the man in front of them broke the Tourit family's ban that they gave the family every opportunity. People are free. Now the Turrit family has begun to develop into business. Under their own care, it has improved quite a lot. Although they have given up their political influence, they no longer need to walk in the darkness.

The city of Botilla under the Botilla Monument has been burned four times in its long history, twice because of the unification wars of the Fiya dynasty, and the other two times after the fall of the Fiya dynasty. fierce battle for

However, when the fat man arrived, the beauty of the city of Botilla, which was full of flowers in historical documents, was gone. All that could be seen was brown dry and cracked land. The water on the river bed outside the city had almost dried up. The foundation of the city wall was It is made of stone, but the top is made of earth. It looks like it has been torn down many times and then repaired. In the weather at the end of April, the scene of a severe drought in the south is already very obvious, because it is close to The relationship between the Order State and the Temple Dome of the Order can still be seen in the city. The Empire has always had a relatively relaxed policy towards religion, especially in the south. As long as it does not affect the rule of the Empire, the Imperial garrison will turn a blind eye. Turning a blind eye, Botilla was included in the imperial control area last year. Before that, this former economic and cultural center in the south had been controlled by local sand bandits.

This kind of scene is not just unique to Botilla, but is the same for more than a hundred miles around. The domestic turmoil in the Southern Order, coupled with the impact of the war, has made thieves rampant here, and the name is in vain. If It was not that the Imperial Army needed to ensure the safety of the southern coast, nor would they station troops in this almost deserted outpost. Before the sand pirates evacuated, they mercilessly burned down all the remaining buildings. The burning fire was enough. The fever lasted for three nights before it was slowly extinguished. So even after it was rebuilt, there were only scattered locals gathering on both sides of the streets in the city.

The Imperial Guards in black armor stood on the main road in the city, and the yellow-orange sun shone in the sky.

The locals in the city hid in their rooms and looked out cautiously, feeling uneasy. So many imperial troops poured into the city at once. For those who didn’t know, they thought the emperor was going to massacre the city. They didn’t have a good impression of the imperial troops and plundered them. It has been a survival habit that has lasted for decades on this land. When they need Back then, I was used to just picking up a scimitar and getting on the camel, but it's different now. Ever since the imperial army entered this area, the most powerful sand bandits have run far away and dare not approach this land. As long as they cross On the border, the imperial cavalry with cavalry crossbows will drive them all over the ground like hunting animals.

No matter how ferocious the sand bandits are, they will be shot into hedgehogs when they encounter the assault crossbows of the imperial cavalry. Those sand bandits who are lucky enough to escape the border will often have their heads chopped off and sent to the emperor's camp soon.

Because no one of the sand bandits who control the area wants to be surrounded and suppressed by the emperor. The emperor's fierceness and ferocity have frightened the courage of the sand bandits. As long as the emperor finds an excuse, the emperor's troops stationed on the border will They will go out without mercy and surround the entire area until all the sand bandits are killed. As for those who are affected, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

Cutting off the heads of sand pirates and inserting them on wooden stakes, and forming a horizontal line on the border has become the style of the Imperial Army to deter troubled areas. On the border line, the longest horizontal line is already ten miles long, and the largest Once, he chopped off the heads of more than 3,000 sand thieves in one go, killing the most powerful group of sand thieves in the entire region. All the thieves were wiped out. The skulls with hollow eyes would make a whining sound whenever the wind blew, like countless ghosts crying. Compared with the killing and looting sand bandits, they were used to The Imperial Army, whose heads are pinned to their waists in exchange for military honors, have been called "black devils" by the sand bandits.

After learning that this was the meeting place designated by the emperor, the border guards in the entire area were dispatched again. This time, all the sand bandits ran at least three hundred miles before stopping.

"Your Majesty, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a month." Responsible for welcoming you is Su Keduo, the senior priest in charge of diplomacy of the Order State. He is wearing a large robe, with haggard and sleep-deprived eyes full of bloodshot eyes. After seeing the Imperial Guards Cavalry The moment the soldiers entered the city gate, the trembling of their bodies did not stop. The emperor's cruel reputation had already spread throughout the entire Obaro. The tyrant who sat on the throne overlooking the entire Obaro as his prey could only think about it. Just thinking about it made this senior priest so scared that he just wanted to kneel down.

"I'm very sorry, some things have been delayed. Are you okay, Lord Pope?" the fat man said calmly on the horse. Looking around casually,

"The Pope arrived yesterday afternoon and is already waiting for His Majesty in the prepared place."

Although Su Keduo tried hard to dispel the fear in his heart, the looming pressure from the emperor still made him keep wiping away the sweat with his hands. The Falcon Emperor's eyes pierced into his heart like a sharp blade. He is the true Lord of the Earth. Su Keduo felt a trace of sadness and thought silently, was the Pope's choice this time really the right one?

"Lead the way"

The fat man nodded. This is a place controlled by the Imperial Guards. He is not worried about what the Order State is up to. Although the Order State has also brought black knights, the number is less than fifty. They should be in the Pope. Next to him, following Sukedor, the fat man came to the meeting place, the Temple of Botilla , this temple built together with the monument on the top of the mountain was originally the core of the city. The entire city of Botilla was originally developed based on the travelers and merchants outside the temple, although now the entire city has been greatly reduced. , but the central position of the temple remains unchanged.

Sand people believe in gods

Even the sand bandit who set the fire respectfully left the temple alone. In a dilapidated city, he suddenly saw the still shining temple, which surprised the fat man. The size of the temple was not big, but it was ten The eight carved columns in the gallery are enough to make people feel bright, and the steps and floors paved with marble have already been cleaned and sparkled by the personnel brought by the Order State.

At the top of the steps, the fat man saw the pope of the Order State, a girl whose face was covered with gauze, who was wearing a pure white gold-embroidered toga, and a sacrificial square hat on her head. Under the light of the sun outside Under the reflection of the ground, it appears even more calm and tranquil. This man, who is called the historical figure by the outside world, The most beautiful female pope in history is not dressed up, but dressed in ordinary clothes. Only the collar of her thin white robe is embellished with a small rose brooch. She stands on the steps of this huge temple, elegantly beside her. , only a golden-haired knight of the Order stood behind him

State Pope Putamia of the Order of the Wish Tree

The fat man's breathing paused, and his eyes narrowed into a thin line. A girl of only sixteen years old could actually have such a heavy air. Although the robe covered everything, and although it was opaque, it was still clearly visible on her body. The bumps and undulations in every place, the tall height of almost 1.8 meters, make it even more elegant, with bright and golden hair curls. It is like a waterfall falling from the sacrificial hat, faintly exuding golden light in the sun. Under the beautiful eyebrows like spring mountains, there is a pair of deep blue eyes with mysterious brilliance, as detailed and straight as fine sculptures. bridge of nose, feet To show this woman's self-confidence, her soft and graceful lips are charming and full of vitality; her pointed, round and distinctive chin adds an unbearable aura to her cold beauty that makes people dare not look at her. Live the urge to worship

"Your Majesty Falcon!"

"His Royal Highness the Pope"

When the fat man slowly walked towards Putamiya, he realized that being cut short by half a head by a sixteen-year-old girl was indeed not an unpleasant thing. Putamiya followed the etiquette at the right time and crossed her hands on her chest and bent down slightly to show her sincere respect to the fat man, thus avoiding this embarrassment.

"It's really an honor for Putamiya that His Majesty is willing to come in person this time. It's okay not to mention the title of Pope."

Putamiya said piously. Her voice was not crisp enough, even a little low, but it had a lingering tone that sounded like a lover whispering in the ear, making people want to continue. Keep listening

He is worthy of being the leader of the biggest magic country, and his talent points for bewitching people are about to explode.

"This must be Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Turrit Family!" Putamiya looked at the little witch next to the fat man with a somewhat incomprehensible look, and there was a hint of provocation in her tone.

"His Royal Highness the Pope is so polite. Aunt Afia specially asked me to send greetings to His Highness the Pope." To Fatty's surprise, Turrit Corinne's tone was quite unkind. Fatty's face was slightly stunned. How could this happen? The smell of tension

"I will bear in mind the Turrit family's care for my mother! As for Aunt Afia, she probably won't be able to sleep well every night!" After hearing the name Turrit Colleen mentioned, Puda Mia's deep blue eyes were filled with a dreamlike color, and her face still had He smiled faintly, but the fat man felt that there was a bone-deep coldness in that smile, and he couldn't help but guess in his heart that it was a pope of the Southern Order State, a member of the Turrit family of the Shadow of Obaro. Miko, if this were placed in the world you live in, you would be your mortal enemy! Could it be that in this world, both sides are mortal enemies? No wonder Turrit Colleen's face looked strange as soon as she arrived here.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. The relationship between the Turrit family and our religious order country may not be what your Majesty thinks!" As if seeing the fat man's worry, Putamiya raised her head, with a bright smile on her face. With a faint smile on his face, he said politely, "Besides, Putamiya can still distinguish between state affairs and family affairs. This request to meet with His Majesty is actually one thing, that is, I hope that Your Majesty can assist me in teaching As long as the Falcon Empire is willing to assist our Order to occupy Cornelia, our Order is willing to exchange the entire southern region with His Majesty!"

(To be continued.)