Edge of the Apocalypse

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A call made Nebot come back to his senses.When the prime minister who has always been mentally focused rarely loses his mind, the stewardess next to him has an inexplicable smile on his face. Nebot looks at it. In the sunlight flowing in the corridor, a handsome young man is slightly leaning against him. .Nebot's frowning eyebrows stretched slightly: "Your Royal Highness Julian, morning."

"You too, teacher." The second son of Emperor Tangliou, Julian has a sunny and handsome face. His reddish-brown hair inherits from his mother, like the color of red leaves in the afterglow of the setting sun.The always gentle prince buckled his silver silk cloak on his shoulders with golden leaves today, and inside was silver armor and light blue coat.All this made the prince look sunny and unrestrained, he was like an elegant white poplar, but the emperor's evaluation of him was more than beautiful and lacking in blood.

The empire is a martial artist, and this eight-character evaluation undoubtedly forced Julian to a disadvantage in the battle for the crown prince.The important officials in the court all guessed that the emperor meant that the empire needed an emperor who could martial arts, not a gentle and courteous emperor.As a result, Hausen, who has a military background, is naturally more admired.

What is rare is that Julian was not discouraged.His resilience has always been praised by Nebot.The prime minister also said to the emperor about this, the emperor who is brave and brave is naturally good, and can maintain the empire for a hundred years, and it needs the courage to face the wind and rain.In this regard, the emperor neither denied nor agreed, but only smiled.

The maid-in-chief walked aside knowingly and wittily, and Nebtra asked Julian softly, "Have you seen your Majesty?"

Julian shook his head and smiled: "Father did not meet me on the grounds of the military parade."

Nebot said "Oh" and said, "Do you need me to help you say something?"

"I only ask my father to give Viscount Ellen a slightly fair environment." Julian sighed: "I want to come to the teacher to have heard of what happened to Mosesol. The Bloody Earl was almost able to succeed, if he didn't get Arkham. I wouldn’t believe the general’s approval if he was killed. If my father didn’t comment on this matter, then I can imagine how many dirty methods they could use. In other words, the Jazz can die on the battlefield, but it cannot be compromised by conspiracy. This is the foundation of the country. I just want to ask my father, do the emperor's precepts still count?"

Nebot smiled, regardless of Julian's meekness, but after all, he is of Tangliou's blood.Even the eldest prince Hausen may not have the courage to account for his father.The Prime Minister patted the student's hand and said: "I know, there will be a chance later, I will speak to your majesty."

At this time, the housekeeper coughed slightly, Julian smiled back, and Neb walked away.

On the shooting range, a hundred gunmen lined up in three rows, taking turns shooting the target under the command of the officer to "raise the gun" and "shoot" repeatedly.The sound of gunpowder on the empty school grounds one after another, and the smell of gunpowder wafted in the air.Tangerio's black hair refracted a faint halo in the sun. The Emperor sat on an iron seat specially made for him, and the flaming fleece cloak fell from the chair and draped on the ground.On a large black iron table in front of him was full of food, Tangerio was tearing off a turkey leg and placing it in a basin, and then watching the soldiers on the field shoot while picking grapes and strawberries Put it on the plate and reads;.

The chief maid walked to him and lowered his head to whisper softly, and the emperor nodded.After a while, Nebot stood on the right side of the emperor, the Silver Frost Iron Guard moved a chair, and the Prime Minister was not welcome, and leaned on the cold chair.Tangiero glanced at him, grabbed the drumstick and bit his mouth: "My good Prime Minister, you don't look good."

"Because of nightmares last night, Your Majesty."

Tangerio pushed a plate of fried steak to the Prime Minister's eyes. Naturally, someone brought napkins, knives and forks.Nebot is not as heroic as the emperor, he meticulously folded the napkin and stuffed it into the neckline, then tore the steak with the knife and delivered the steaming beef to his mouth.Tangierou took a glass of strong wine next to him and drank, and said, "What did you dream of, let's hear it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, your Majesty will not like to hear these things anyway." Nebot said blankly.

Tangriou cursed and said loudly: "I told you to just talk, and do so much nonsense. You guy likes to hang my appetite. If you don't say anything, you don't have to say anything and get out."

Nebot has long been accustomed to the emperor's vulgar words.He picked another grape for himself and threw it in his mouth before saying: "I woke up before dawn and looked out, the sky to the north was scarlet and weeping blood. Your Majesty, this is not a good sign."

Tangierou snorted: "Do you believe in the celestial phenomenon? I think only the farmer can look at the sky. It turns out that our Prime Minister is also good at this."

I didn't hear the cynicism of the emperor Neb's privilege, and said indifferently: "Since the theory of astronomical phenomena exists, it has its own truth, so why bother to deny it?"

"I don't believe it anyway." Tangerio frowned and looked to the sky: "Let me believe in the sky. I would rather believe in my sword."

"Marquis Sheila is missing." Nebert changed the subject coldly.

Tangierou squinted his eyes. "If you have a fart, let it go."

"Your Majesty should also know that Sheila is my best friend. He secretly sent a letter more than half a month ago. The letter said that he had received a mysterious invitation that might uncover a huge conspiracy. But he was silent. I rushed to see him overnight, but I was completely empty. Three days later, there was no news of him. Then ten days ago, Sheila's son came to see me and said that Sheila hadn't come back since she left that day."

"He is missing, and the guard he took with him has also evaporated." Nebot's gaze moved to the plate, and he lightly saw a piece of beef with a knife: "The last stop Sheila appeared was the Forest of Angry Horns. That forest borders the Dragon Stone Icefield..."

After speaking, the Prime Minister gently lifted the plate, and the table suddenly shook the next moment, and the food, fruits and vegetables on it jumped up in the air and rolled to the ground.When the shaking of the table stopped, Nebot put down the plate and continued to eat his beef slowly.Tangerio, who was next to him, opened his eyes wide and roared: "Nebold, what do you mean!"

The chief maid turned away, and the nearby Yinshuang Iron Guard just pretended not to hear anything.But at the bottom of their hearts, they really admire Nebot, and only the Prime Minister who dared to provoke the emperor still looked like a okay person. Changing to someone else had already scared the emperor's anger and pissed off reads;.

Tangriou panted heavily, lowering his voice but still like a rolling thunder: "You know who owns the Dragon Stone Icefield and dare to say that, meaning that the disappearance of the old man Sheila has something to do with him?"

"I didn't say that, Your Majesty. I just said that Sheila is missing. I didn't mean anything else from the beginning."

The emperor didn’t get angry and smiled: “Shit, I don’t know your thoughts. Well, anyway, Sheila is a marquis, and he can’t disappear so inexplicably. I’ll let someone investigate. Are you satisfied, my good adult?"

"Thank your Majesty for letting me finally have something to say to Sheila's family."

"Huh, what else?" Tangliou caught a roast chicken directly, and chewed it up like a puff.

"It's nothing, I just want to remind you. The Principality of Shadows is starting to gather forces on the north and south sides. I don't think it will take long for a war. At this time, does Your Majesty put that piece in advance?"

"You mean to cut the army?" Tangerio rolled his eyes and said: "Why do you want to let it go? It should be carried out more quickly in my opinion. You also know that the war is at present, and once the war between the north and the south starts, I need the imperial team. Respond quickly, so those lords should hand over their troops and let the empire take command."

"Then they will come to Olísca, when your Majesty wakes up every day to hear their cry."

"They dare!" Tangriou waved his hand: "I have my own idea about this, you don't need to talk about it. I just saw you run into Julian."

Nebot hummed.

Tangierou called the chief of the housekeeper and said, "You will pass on the message to me, and let the Department of Internal Affairs prepare a new set of Lord Earl's uniform. When the Viscount Ellen arrives in Olisgar, he will be sent to him. At the same time arrange a time, I will personally honor the jazz."

The maid's eyes were slightly surprised, how glorious this is.Tangerio turned his head and said to Nebott: "You tell Julian, I know what he wants to say. I haven't forgotten the emperor's legacy. I don't need him to be a hairy boy to teach me early in the morning. As soon as his little tail is raised, I know whether he is going to shit or eat, so I send him back and don't waste my time."

Nebot smiled and said, "He personally conferred the honor on that knight, this Viscount Allen...No, Earl Allen is really a shame.

Tangerio laughed: "Whoever can survive Hoy's two shots and slaughter a powerful earl will have this face. Besides, this kid Julian seems to be very angry recently. I, by the way, give him a push. It’s so that he doesn’t think I’m partial to being a father."

"You are not fair."

"Stop fart, Prime Minister, you are far from flattering."

Nebot laughed and said nothing. Julian was worried that the Southern Sir would be killed by others, so he tried to interfere with the Emperor's Thunder Fury to give him a relatively fair environment.Unexpectedly, Tangliou spoke on the spot to award him honors. As long as today's words are spread, those who want to move Sir Allen can only hold back their minds.After all, the emperor's sight has fallen on the jazz, and if the jazz cannot reach the imperial capital by that time, the emperor's anger will not be so easy to bear.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. The more the knight is concerned by the emperor, the greater the danger after arriving in the imperial capital.Because of Tangliou's words, the jazz's battlefield is no longer on the journey north, but in Olísgar.

ps: The monthly ticket numbers are a bit embarrassing\(^o^)/~

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