Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1103: Shocking Changes in the Palace

The guards of the King's Sword are fully armed today, different from the usual light and simple attire. Today, the members of the personal guards are all wearing black uniforms, and then covered with a layer of chain mail, and the outside is silver with gold patterns. armor. A scarlet cloak hangs from the back, and there is a circle of ermine fur around the cloak, and there is a covered helmet on the head, only a pair of eyes are exposed. Bright red feathers adorned the helm, and they flapped like flames in the wind.

The guard held the sword in his hand, majestic and majestic, showing the majesty of the emperor. A total of sixteen people in two rows of King's Sword personal guards were assigned at the gate of the palace, and a guard captain and two guards checked the people entering the venue. The weapon that the jazz carried at all times was released at the request of the guards and placed on a nearby weapon rack. Allen, who knew this rule early in the morning, did not bring the Red King today, but only brought the devil's praise with him.

Seeing Julian, the guard stood straight and saluted the prince. After seeing Julian's light and seeing that Alan had no obvious weapons on him, the captain of the guard did not ask for a body search, so he let the two pass. Walking into the Triumph Palace, you can clearly feel the solemn atmosphere here, which is completely different from the previous two times. On the day of the award, the people in the Triumph Palace were full of curiosity and anticipation. The atmosphere was far from tense, but joyful like a festival. When I met Tangleo for the second time, the palace seemed quiet, as if a thousand years of time had been frozen here.

This time there were not as many people as there were on the award day, but all the great lords from all over the northern border entered the venue. Apart from exchanging a few words of greeting, these earls and two or three marquises took their seats according to the arrangement of the guards. There is still a high platform in the center of the palace, which is the throne of the emperor. There are four chairs lined up in a figure-eight pattern on each side of the stage, which are for other officials. The jazz attending the meeting below were divided into two seats, leaving a wide avenue in the middle. If the jazz had any opinions later, they could walk to this wide avenue and put forward their ideas directly to the king.

The three of Allen's identities today are only auditors, so they were led to the auditorium on the left. There was a row of seats in the auditorium, but only the three of them were seated.

When all the participants were present, the guards closed the gate, and the entire Triumph Palace was so quiet that a needle could be heard. On the walls on both sides of the main hall, the fierce beasts beheaded by the members of the royal family in the past silently watched the palace. They are the witnesses of history, and today is no exception. After a while, a master of ceremonies sang: "The king is coming!"

Everyone in the hall immediately stood up, no matter where they were, they all looked at the high platform.

On the high platform, Tanglio strode up, nodded to the people below, and then sat on his throne. Then the former Prime Minister Naibert, President of the Privy Council Rogge, Justice Gendry and several other imperial ministers filed in and sat on both sides of the high platform. In the end, the people below went to sit in their seats again. Tangleo swept his eyes across the audience and said slowly: "I won't say anything superfluous. Since I summoned you today, you can just ask if you have anything to say." All right."

The emperor's opening remarks were very brief, but it opened the prelude to the hearing. At the moment, a fat man with a bloated body, a foundation powder on his face, and gold and silver on his body moved to the middle of the road with difficulty. He half knelt down to the great emperor on the high platform, this movement was very difficult to do,

The clothes and the fat on his body made it difficult for him to fully kneel on the ground, and he could only squat at best.

In the auditorium, Julian looked at the fat man and said with a smile, "The parrot was the first one to come out. It's really surprising."

Allen cast a questioning look.

The second prince interlocked his fingers: "That's Earl Brad. He was once called a parrot by his father and was proud of it. As far as I know, Earl Brad has a younger sister who married a baron. It seems that the baron's title was bought with money, and the man is actually a big businessman. The relationship between our Earl of Brad and his sister is not clear, and no one can tell the baron's title now. Whether the son is his own or Brad's. In short, with this rich brother-in-law, Brad has been lucky in recent years. It's not like the Earl is gaining weight every year. As for his cheap brother-in-law, he doesn't really care The relationship between his wife and the earl, all he wants is a title. The knight started his business with slaves, and the slave hunting team back then has now become a serious private army of the lord. Even the slave catchers are no longer called slave catchers. , called conscription, what a high-sounding excuse."

At this time, Brad first sang praises to the emperor in his usual exaggerated tone. It wasn't until the emperor himself became impatient that the earl got to the point: "Your Majesty, the empire was created from blood and corpses. The founding emperor also said that if the empire is to prosper, it must be bloody. There are lords from all over the world, as well as personal private armies. This tradition has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and now I personally think it is very inappropriate to overthrow the ancient teachings of the late emperor."

Tangleo on the high platform had a sneer on his face: "At the beginning of the empire, Olisga was just a castle, and then it gradually became a small town, and then a city. Hundreds of years have passed, and Olisga has Expanding and expanding, I have the scale I have today. Brad, if everything follows the ancient teachings, then I don’t have to do anything? The empire needs to maintain its blood, and more importantly, it needs to change, and the latter is the foundation for continued prosperity! "

Brad has never been a brave person. Even if he opposed the reduction of the army, he did not dare to raise it directly, so he had to play the card of "violating the ancient teachings". Seeing Tanglio's displeasure, how dare he persist, smiled awkwardly, and quickly retreated.

As soon as the parrot went down, another person walked to the wide road. This man was tall, with majestic features, and a beautiful beard, but the bags under his eyes were slightly blue, and he looked wine-stained. He bowed neatly to Tangliou and said: "Your Majesty, my eldest brother is the Baron of White Crow Ridge. This place is poor in resources and full of thieves. If your eldest brother and his army have not stood by for many years, I am afraid that there will be no more in your territory." It's just that the eldest brother's credit is not obvious, and it is far from being heard by His Majesty. However, there is hard work without credit. If his army is suddenly cut off, let alone the imperial army sent to the territory. Adapting to the environment there, just for the eldest brother and his soldiers, His Majesty's move will undoubtedly negate all their efforts, which may damage His Majesty's prestige."

"Count Bettany, a pompous guy. Don't look at his majesty on the surface, but he is actually a dirty guy in the interior. What is the most in Bettany's territory? The most brothels, where do those prostitutes come from? Hmph, it's not due to his elder brother. There are indeed thieves rampant in the White Crow, but the biggest thief leader is Earl Bethany's elder brother!" Julian said in a contemptuous tone.

Allen shook his head in his heart when he heard it. If Julian hadn't pointed it out, it would be difficult to see that Earl Bettany was such a guy just by looking at the surface. Allen thought to himself, even if this guy can't be an earl, it is more than enough to be an actor.

On the high platform over there, Tangliou said slowly: "Bettany, although the empire wants to cancel the military power of the knight, it is not without compensation. Although I rarely leave the palace, every lord from all over the world has a book with me. Account. I can remember it clearly in the account. Those who deserve credit will be rewarded! If your elder brother is really what he said, he will get a far richer compensation than what he has now."

"However, if he has, then it's not just a simple cut of the army and lightly exposed."

Bettany was shocked when he heard this, his lips smacked but he couldn't say anything else, so he had to back down. Afterwards, several earls and a marquis stepped forward again and again, expressing their opinions. Although they had different opinions, they all came to the same goal. They all hoped that Tangliou would cancel the decree on reducing troops. The emperor sat on the high platform and occasionally responded, saying that those opponents were unable to parry. After all the dozen or so jazz expressed their views, Julian secretly prepared to Edward, and will find an opportunity to present the letter of consent later.

At this moment, another jazz came to the broad avenue. That person came to Kuodao, his forehead was already sweating, his body was trembling slightly, he couldn't tell whether it was nervousness or fear. Allen squinted his eyes, and he saw the man's hands clasped tightly, as if he was hiding something in his hands. Julian next to him made a "huh" and said softly: "This is Earl Flon. He has always supported various political opinions of the father. When the teacher first proposed the proposal to cut the army a few years ago, Earl Flon clearly supported it. Why? Are you here today to oppose the reduction of the army?"

Tanglio on the high platform also sat up straighter, frowned and said, "Folun, what? Even you object? Come on, come on, if you have anything to say, just put it here."

Earl Flon was over fifty years old, with gray hair and an unnatural blush on his face, as if he was very excited. His hands trembled violently, and his voice trembled: "Your Majesty, the lord's reduction of the army is a ridiculous proposal. Your Majesty has never passed it before, but now he is doing the opposite. With His Majesty's wisdom, how can you not understand the pros and cons of this. What His Majesty did today must have been deceived by some people!"

Tangleo couldn't help looking at Naibert, and the Prime Minister also looked up, and the eyes of the two quickly met in midair. Naibert shook his head, but Tangleo nodded. No one knew what the two of them were thinking, probably only they knew.

At this time, Earl Furren slowly pulled out his tightly clenched hands, and said in a trembling voice: "If the order to cut the army is implemented, the empire will be divided internally. I can't let this happen. Since your majesty's eyes have been blinded, Let me get rid of this person for Your Majesty!" He finally raised his right hand, and a deep blue spar between his five fingers was emitting wisps of brilliance, with lines floating in it, and a violent aura of source power suddenly rose faintly in the Triumph Palace.

"Thunder is furious!"

"Is old Fran insane?"

"Stop him!"

There are many people in the palace who know the goods, and in an instant, someone recognized that the spar in Earl Furren's hand was the thunder fury known for its destructive power. If the power of the spar in the earl's hand is fully released, I'm afraid that the entire Triumph Palace will be blown up to the sky. The light in Tanglio's eyes soared, and the emperor stood up slightly, but someone was faster than him. A red light flashed in the hall, and the spar in Folun's hand began to dim. The old earl opened his eyes wide, and then realized that his palm slowly slipped down, falling down together with the fury of Thunder.

In the middle of it, a hand stretched out and gently took out the spar from the severed palm. The smooth surface of the spar reflected Alan's face.

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