Realm of Power

"This is a pass for the Medici family, we can go there."

Princess Samari, who was sitting on the other side of the window, didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. After all, she was just a royal princess who had never experienced a life-and-death fight. She didn't even think that anyone would kill anyone within the confines of the Medici family in Castle Rock. She had almost no sense of danger. No, as a half Medici, she spent most of her life in Castle Rock before the age of fourteen. She walked through the streets in front of her countless times.

Just when the fat man made a gesture to the imperial guards beside the car, notifying them to be alert, Princess Samari's white palm had already turned out a graceful, palm-sized silver plate and handed it out, with the official message engraved on it. It was the coat of arms of the Medici family. A guard took the sign and handed it to the Medici attendant in front of him.

The Medici servant took it and took a look at it, then handed the sign back. As expected, as the fat man expected, he grinned indifferently with undisguised contempt.

"My lord, I'm sorry. Under normal circumstances, your carriage can certainly pass by, but tonight's situation is a bit special. Lord Prentas personally gave the order. In order to ensure the absolute safety of Master Ankolo, except for Purentas, No one is allowed to enter this street except with a pass signed by Lord Rentas himself."

Prentas sat in the carriage and took a deep breath. He had also noticed the faint smell of blood on the other party. He seemed to have thought of something and his face turned pale. "No way, I definitely didn't..."

The fat man waved his hand to him and asked in a low voice that only people in the car could hear, "In the Prentas family's scheduled schedule tonight, after meeting me, the next one should be to meet Ankolo." It belongs to the master, right? "Yes, the auction will begin tomorrow. Master Ankolo's "Scythe of the God of War" is the highlight of the auction. Before it even started to be put on display, someone had offered it up to 1.6 million. And according to custom, during the auction, in order to ensure the safety of the creators, the Medici family will also take them to a safe place. After all, in this chaotic era, even in Castle Rock, the Medici family would not dare I completely guarantee that no one will take risks for money." Prentas said slowly, his tone was very sincere, and it didn't look like he was lying, and Samaritan next to him also said that this is indeed the custom.

"That's right, tonight is the last chance." The fat man nodded affirmatively.

"What your Majesty means is that they want to kidnap Master Ankoluo and take away the Scythe of the God of War!" Prentas's voice was extremely cold. The other party was really too bold. What kind of identity is Master Ankoluo? The auction It's even more eye-catching. If I were really kidnapped by them, , and which painting was taken away together, then this year's Medici family will be the laughing stock of the entire Obarro. This is absolutely no less important for Prentas, who has always valued reputation and fortunately worked hard to support the revival of his family. Yu put all his efforts over the years in vain!

The fat man glanced at Prentas, shook his head and said, "No, the other party is not here to kidnap Master Ancolo, you are their target! They are here to kill you, and they can only kill you, a member of the Medici family." Only when you are the head of the family can the whole plan be truly implemented. A mere painting cannot explain anything. , after all, the painting can be false, but if Master Ancolò and the head of the Medici family died suddenly before the auction at the same time, and this painting happened to be seen, the castle in the painting was Lutiazi Castle, then even if the empire denies that it had nothing to do with the death of Emperor Eero, it is all pale and feeble."

"The only way is for the Empire to go to war with Castle Rock. If the Empire does this, then there is only one thing that those forces in the Barrow region of Central Europe who are still waiting to see can do, and that is to unite with the same enemy to fight against the Empire! Because the Empire Even Castle Rock, a weak force, can't tolerate them. How could we tolerate them? I have to say, if it weren't for me I came to Locke Castle unexpectedly, maybe I can actually succeed! "The fat man said every word with a calm expression, and what he said made Prentas in the carriage turn pale and snap his fingers. Hold on tightly. "Who is the opponent in your Majesty's mouth? I, Prentus, swear today that if I have the chance, I will peel off the skin and bones and hang it on the gate of my Castle Rock."

Prentas's eyes suddenly opened, and contrary to the weakness he had always shown, he gritted his teeth and said viciously. At this moment, he truly revealed his true face as the head of the Medici family. Speaking such words, on the one hand, it was true He hates the other party for dragging down the entire Medici family for his own purposes. On the other hand, he is also showing his feelings to the emperor. Castle Rock definitely does not have the guts to be an enemy of the empire!

Being able to take advantage of the opportunity of the empire to open up the inland sea within a few years, quickly develop Rock Castle from a regional power into an influential cultural and art center, and be able to still turn Rock Castle into a very tense place in Central Europe. How can a person who has become a paradise be himself a mediocre person!

Although the Medici family has always behaved mildly and neutrally externally, it does not mean that the Medici family is a delicate flower that has not experienced wind and rain. On the contrary, Prentas has always been decisive within the family and has a strong influence on the entire Rock Castle. His control is like an iron barrel, and no one from all parties dares to oppose him. , almost turning the entire Rock Castle into the private property of the Medici family, which is enough to show that Prentas is not as good at giving away money as the outside world has rumored. As the head of a force, There is no ruthless means to suppress the internal situation, let alone talk about how to expand externally! "Master Prentas does not need to be so excited. The empire has never doubted Castle Rock. As for who the other party is, I believe we will know soon!"

The fat man was still very satisfied with Prentas's reaction. He didn't expect that during this trip to Castle Rock, he would actually break through the opponent's move. He can only say that God is not as good as God, and he is lucky. , he shrugged his shoulders, made a silence gesture to Prentas, opened the car door and walked out. Under the dim light, the other party could not see his face clearly.

The fat man glanced at the nervous Medici attendant who was blocking the carriage in front of the carriage, and showed a regretful expression, "It seems that I have no chance to meet Master Ancolò tonight, but since it is for the safety of Master Ancolò "It's understandable to feel a little aggrieved, but before I go back, can I ask a question?" "Thank you very much for your understanding of our work. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

Then the young man wearing the red uniform of the Medici family servant secretly saluted the fat man. Under the light, the black-haired young man with a Central and Belgian appearance in front of him gave people a gentle and polite feeling, except because the other party was a Chinese and Belgian. In addition to being a little surprised, the other person's tone seemed to be quite easy to talk to. Unconsciously, the Medici servant relaxed his vigilance and just wanted to send the other person away as soon as possible. Although the other party had The pass card of the Medici family, but by the time the other party heard what happened tonight, he had already disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people in Castle Rock. "I want to ask Master Ancolo..." The fat man's voice was a little low. , as if possessing a strange magical power, causing the Medici servant on the opposite side to unconsciously come closer, but he still couldn't hear the words behind it vaguely. "Sir, what's going on with your voice? Can it be louder?" "

The attendant's face showed a trace of impatience. Thinking that the target might appear at any time and that this guy must be sent away immediately, he took another step forward.

At this moment, he was only about one meter away from the black-haired young man in front of him. The moment he opened his mouth, a thick big hand suddenly appeared in front of him like magic, and without any warning, he grabbed it. The huge strength of his own throat even lifted his whole body up. The sharp eyes of the black-haired young man were like two whirlpools, seemingly connected to his body. The soul must be absorbed into it, and like a substantial sharp sword, it pierced into his eyes fiercely. With sudden suffocation, suspended fear, and the impact of unknown power, the attendant only felt his head thumping, and a "If you don't want to die, don't struggle. I ask you to answer, Master Ankoluo, he is still alive!" A voice like coming from a god's mansion impacted and echoed in his mind.

A few minutes later, the fat man walked back to the carriage with a livid face. Prentas and Princess Samari looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. The scene just now had a great impact on the two of them. They only saw the emperor. Walking over, he grabbed the attendant's neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground like an eagle lifting a chicken.

I thought that the external criticism of His Majesty the Emperor was a little too much, especially Princess Samari. In the past few days, her understanding of the Emperor had been overturned. He had killed millions of people, even women and children. The tyrant of the empire, a lecherous evil spirit who would not spare anyone from an eighty-year-old old woman to a six-year-old girl. He is also a perverted conqueror with a special "collecting habit" for royal princesses.

What he saw was just a simple and wise young man, but at this moment, under the dim light, the moment the black-haired young man took action, it was like the devil came to the world, Samari felt that at that moment, his heart It was so loud that it almost reached my throat. How could a person change so much? The emperor of the empire, the undefeated military god. Is this the true face of the black-haired young man? "Why didn't you tell me that Master Ankoluo is the princess of the former Emperor Farouk VI of Eero!" The fat man sat down across from him and said with an angry look on his face.

At first, I was surprised that the other party had seen me, but now it is no longer surprising. Emperor Eero, Farouk VI, is also a great hero of his generation. He has always regarded himself as his biggest enemy in his life, especially after the Civil War. In order to remind himself all the time, it is said that he bought a portrait of himself from the imperial royal family at a high price and hung it in his office. On the wall, the fat man readily agreed. At that time, the Empire and the Héro Empire were still in the honeymoon period of their relationship due to the lease of the Héro Port. The other party offered to buy a portrait of himself with 100,000 Empire gold. No fool would not sell it. As one of Emperor Eero's favorite concubines, how could Ancolo not have seen the portrait hanging in Emperor Eero's office!

What's more, this Ankolo himself is a great painter who is famous throughout southern Europe. With the things to copy, it is really not difficult at all to draw himself! "I thought Your Majesty knew it!" Prentas looked aggrieved and pursed his lips. "Master Ankolo has a very high reputation in Barro in southern Europe, and he is the favorite concubine of the former Emperor Eero. Not only does he have superb painting skills , I am even more beautiful in appearance , Otherwise, who would really spend more than one million to buy a painting, just hoping to retain the beauty's heart? "" This Ancolo is not dead yet, but it is almost dead. The number of the other party is unknown, and there are still Please ask the family master to mobilize his strength as soon as possible."

The fat man took a deep breath helplessly. Prentas was trying to trick him. I am an emperor. If I want to pay attention to the other party's military generals or ministers, why should I pay attention to a concubine in the other party's harem? No, and it seems that the head of the Medici family has no choice but to use which picture In addition to painting to flatter myself, I'm afraid it's hard to say that the person who painted the painting also gave it to me as a gift. A great painter of a generation, the favorite concubine of the former Emperor Hérault, a stunning beauty with unparalleled grace, looking at the entire harem of the empire, it's really There is no such beauty who plays the role of literary youth. The only thing that can be compared is the level of tulle flowers.

This Prentas is worthy of the name of "Long-sleeved and good at dancing". I am afraid that I will be really moved by such a gift. "I will go and summon the city guards immediately!" Prentas nodded and got out of the carriage. Get on a war horse handed over by the guard, and quickly disappear into the distance. "You two, immediately escort Princess Samari back to her residence." The fat man got off the carriage and said to the guard behind him. Said, Princess Samari opened her big watery eyes. Although her face was full of reluctance, no one knew what was going on inside. She knew that staying would be a burden. As the carriage turned away, the people beside the fat man There were still sixteen members of the Guards, and they received an Imperial sword from one of the Guards. At this moment, the sound of boots hitting the cobblestones on the ground was heard in the distance.

The fat man made a gesture to the guards, who immediately and skillfully hid in the shadows of the street lights, and saw more than thirty figures appearing on the street in the distance. Among them, more than ten people were wearing gray and white clothes. They were wearing light leather armor, and the other ten or so people were wearing crimson armor. They were obviously people from two different factions, working together. The most eye-catching thing is one of the women whose whole body and head are wrapped in white gauze. Her body is light and her posture is extremely moving when she moves. Next to her is a man with light crimson armor and slightly black skin. He is quite heroic. "Why?" Now, Prentas hasn't come yet?" the white-sand-masked woman said with a surprised look. Although her tone was harsh, it was still very pleasant. The crimson-leather man next to her glanced disdainfully. It seems that the rumors are true. The head of the Prentas family has always been obsessed with Her Royal Highness, and even risked offending the empire by letting Her Royal Highness's paintings appear at the auction. "What nonsense are you talking about? You and I both know, I What does that painting represent! Don’t forget, our goal is not to kill Prentas, but to make the empire’s murder of Emperor Eero public,” the white sand beauty said in a clear voice.

The fat man's eyes narrowed slightly. It turned out that this white-sand beauty was the great painter Ankoluo. It seemed that the other party did not want to kill Prentas, but just wanted to kidnap Prentas, but this Ankoluo The red-armored man next to him gave off a savage feeling in terms of skin color and aura, and there was a dark blue scorpion pattern painted on the corner of his eye. The fat man immediately recognized the man's identity, Martin Liya! The Aero royal family and the Martinliya people have joined forces! "Actually, even if Prentas doesn't come today, we can still find a way." The man in red armor said in a serious voice, "What do you mean by this!" Ankoluo, who was wearing a white skirt and tight armor, suddenly shook his delicate body and said: " you……"

Miserable groans sounded, and Ankeluo's men fell to the ground one after another. They covered each other's mouths and noses, and then stabbed each other from the back with a sharp dagger. The blood-stained dagger came out from the chest. Ankeluo's pretty face was stunned. , the long sword in his hand looked fiercely at the man in red armor, the white sand fell down, revealing cloud-like hair.