Realm of Power

Looking at the back of the messenger in the city, Belisus knew that he had passed the most dangerous hurdle. If he wanted to build a solid small fortress with 3,000 troops in full view of the enemy, the only way was to let the enemy get in chaos first, so that they would not have the leisure to focus on other places.

But Belisus did not understand the original intention of His Majesty to let him build this small fortress so blatantly in front of the two Rieldian parties.

Or it might be some kind of layout. Belisus stared at the 10 dark thunder gods on the top of the mountain not far away, and could only think so.

Just when he was confused about this problem, his words also reached the ears of His Royal Highness the Second Prince in the city. This alert and suspicious Second Prince He remained silent for a long time, but his somewhat cold eyes were covered with a layer of light red, and the dull air was filled with the chill of late autumn.

"You go down first, and no one should tell anyone about what happened today."

The second prince Harauskes waved his hand to let the envoy go down, and then immediately called the internal affairs officer who was responsible for monitoring the movements in the city, and asked solemnly, "How many families have entered the capital recently?"

"Your Highness, there are 43 families who have been inspired to join us recently. The internal affairs officer flipped through the accounts in his hand, and the number of answers made the second prince's heart sink slightly. "Among them, 6 are local families in Parawen, with 120 members, and the other 37 families, with 312 members, are all local lords from other places."

"Are there so many? Why do I remember that only 27 families came to see me? If the number is correct, what about the other 16 families? "The gloomy face of the second prince seemed to be dripping with water, which frightened the internal affairs officer a little bit.

Since the cruel purge that night, the second prince, who used to give people a feminine feeling, has become almost like a demon with bloody hands. Now, when the name of this prince is mentioned, both the nobles and civilians in Kyoto will immediately turn pale.

Especially after summoning the Marquis Berdak from the south to serve as the Minister of Military Affairs and the Minister of Political Affairs, the situation in the city has become increasingly unbearable. Every day, people are executed for treason, and the nobles' mansions can be destroyed every day because of treason. Corpses hanged on tree trunks can be seen along the streets. For such a situation, the people of Parawen under the gag order dare not speak out. The once prosperous city is now cold and bloody. At midnight, almost no one dared to go out except the army.

The housekeeper knelt in front of the second prince Harauskes, sweating nervously, and said in a trembling voice, "This, I don't know either. Lord Berdak has always been responsible for arranging the quota for foreign families to meet His Highness.

"It is said that some families made some rude remarks when they met Lord Berdak, so they were ordered by Lord Berdak to be expelled from Kyoto. Lord Berdak also said that these guys who don't know who the master is are not qualified to meet His Highness."

"There are such things, which are getting more and more outrageous."

The second prince Harauskes stood up from his seat in anger, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the hall. The heavy footsteps echoed in the hall, scaring the housekeeper so much that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"You. ÷Go." A trace of anger flashed across the second prince's face, and he groaned heavily, The housekeeper hurriedly ran away with his head in his hands.

The second prince looked up at the cloudy sky in the distance, feeling angry. He had invited a wolf into the house. Although he knew that the little noble from the south was hiding behind and doing some small tricks, he didn't expect that he had been so arrogant.

Who is the real master? Such a treasonous word can actually be said openly. Those families who were driven out are most likely to support him instead of this little noble from the south.

"Come on, go and ask Marshal Prais to come."

The second prince turned around and shouted to the guards outside the door. In this situation, only Prais, who was forcibly named the marshal of the anti-rebellion army by himself, may have some reliable elements.

"Your Highness"

Soon, Prais was found by the guards.

"Prais, if someone tries to rebel in Paraven again now, what will you do?" The second prince looked at this important official of Rieldian who had experienced several ups and downs, with a bit of guilt in his eyes.

Although this stubborn guy has been silent like a piece of wood since he was forced to join him, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the only person who can make the aggressive southern nobleman afraid is this wooden man named Prais.

The once imposing Minister of Military Affairs now looks much older. He stood outside the hall with a dull look, looking lonely, and obviously has not recovered from the blow.

Some of these blows are physical, and some are psychological.

Looking at the once prosperous center of the continent being ruined by a group of ignorant southern paupers, the most heartbroken person may be this noble elite representative who takes the people of Rieldian as his responsibility.

"Rebellion, I don't know what your highness means? "Prais replied expressionlessly. His heart had long been chilled. Every day, Prais felt like he was living in hell.

This country, which had once made him work so hard, was now surrounded by civil war, chaos, ambition, and conspirators. War and violence had made the once powerful kingdom completely lose its former glory. It was as gloomy as a cemetery.

Now Prais was somewhat envious of his former companions who had sacrificed their lives.

Berlant, who died fighting, at least did not have to live in humiliation and watch the country he had fought for all his life fall into such a situation. Even William Dale, who died bearing the name of humiliation, at least did not have to endure humiliation when he closed his eyes. , there was a relieved smile on his lips. Compared with them, he was not only the nominal commander-in-chief of the rebellion, but also the target of being manipulated by villains.

"Plais, I need your help." The second prince turned his head and said in a serious tone, "Do you think I want to recruit a despicable guy like Bodak to join the capital? If he didn't have an army of 80,000 in his hands, I would be able to Give me some help, and I don’t have to accommodate him like this."

Plais remained silent, but the look on his face said, "Your Highness himself brought this upon himself, and no one else is to blame."

The second prince felt a little embarrassed. Looking at the indifferent Prais, he shook his head helplessly and said, "No matter what happened in the past, only you can save Palaven now. Otherwise, if the rebellion breaks out again, the entire Palaven will be destroyed." Destroy "Only when people are alive can they have the right to realize their dreams,

My father is old, and his turbid eyes can no longer tell who is the pillar of the country. When he sees your experience, he will know that even a capable minister like you is the target of being ostracized. If Rui Erdian continues to let others Under the control of those worms who only care about their own interests, Ruidian soon became a province of other kingdoms."

"I heard that the Falcon Dynasty army set up a camp on the top of the mountain outside the city. I wonder if this is true?" The silent Prais suddenly said something.

"Yes, but there are only 3,000 people and a few Thors. An attack is more like a threat." The second prince said with some disdain, "It should be for Princess Haraudian. One of their special envoys was killed by Bodak." The people are trapped there, but my sister has a team of guard knights there, and even if Bodak wants to do something, he doesn’t dare to force it."

"Then what if His Highness is gone?" Plais raised his head and said something that surprised the second prince.

"I'm not here anymore? You mean..." The more the second prince thought about it, the more he felt a chill in his back. Yes, at this moment he finally knew what the Vikians outside the city were doing. It was not a threat. It's a reminder, reminding myself that there are changes in the city