If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

It was dark and deep all around.

He felt like he was falling, and felt the heat, black smoke billowing, flames burning, and countless cries.

He smelled a strong odor of sulfur...

The rage of fire came suddenly!

…

"Your Highness?" Shasta whispered in his ear.

Roman's eyes snapped open and he asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's already noon, are you feeling unwell?" Shasta said with some concern.

The knight in battle was immune to cold and heat, and common diseases. It was probably because the ghost dream had come back to haunt him.

"I'm fine," Roman said.

He went over what happened last night in his mind and knew what to do today.

Roman did not eat in the castle. He hastily took two slices of bread, put bacon in them, rode on his horse, and ate while he was on his way.

Hurry up and hurry all the way.

Finally, we saw the Oak elite soldiers ready to go at the support camp.

"Sir Enya, thank you for your selfless help. Please also give my regards to Grand Duke Ryan." Roman nodded slightly to the Son of Oak.

Enya's eyes were like emeralds, sparkling with a warm luster.

But it’s not easy to report what’s happening to Her Highness Tashina... Enya thought, with a hint of distress on her pretty face.

"I'll take you there." Roman made an inviting gesture.

Tashina's help to him was not in vain, she got the Lion Territory as a foundation...

That's the deal though.

The Son of Oak really provided selfless assistance.

Dozens of Oak's elite soldiers died here in battle - they could have enjoyed life in Oakland.

The name Enya means emerald in Elvish. Roman has been with him for more than a year and thinks that he is a man of excellent character, gentle and brave.

Roman had nothing to give back.

He observed that these oaks liked to eat rice. Since the climate in the south was warm, he judged that the oak territory was suitable for growing rice, so he gave them some rice seeds with excellent genes and planting methods.

However, without Gweiler, the excellent traits of the rice seeds would soon disappear.

"Lord Roman, where is your army going?" They talked as they walked.

Roman said lightly: "Let me deal with the Church and the pirates first. They are the first enemies."

If anyone else had said this, Enya would have thought the man was arrogant, but when Roman said it, it was appropriate, the beast was out of the cage.

He even felt that even without reinforcements, Roman would be able to defend his territory and no one would be able to step out of line.

"Will you go to the south?" Enya asked without hesitation.

"Oakland is peaceful now, I want to go to the war-torn land."

Enya sighed, "I'm afraid most people don't welcome you."

Roman murmured, "If you want peace, you must prepare for war. Whoever prepares for war, I will give him war."

Enya was quite shocked. He said bitterly: "I don't know whether to welcome you."

The smile disappeared from Roman's face, and he said softly but firmly: "Little Gem, the general trend cannot be defied. You must know that destiny is coming."

…

He stopped and watched the oak soldiers leave.

"Have the aid supplies for Lion Territory been prepared?"

"All right, Your Highness." Shasta nodded.

"Let's go to Lion Territory."

He got up late as today's schedule would be very busy, so he held the reins and returned to the Castle of Plenty, only to see an old man with a white beard standing at the castle gate.

Roman frowned: "Galin, you are rare."

This person is a defector from the Vatican who has lived in the mountains for a long time and has similar experiences to Jet and others.

Ever since Garin helped Gweil complete her magic enlightenment, he disappeared from his sight in a low-key manner, for fear of attracting his attention. Later, when the witches came, Roman threw him into a corner because Garin never worked for him sincerely.

If he comes to me now, he must have something going on.

"Go ahead."

Garin's face was heavy: "I am an astrologer!"

Roman nodded and said, "You said so, so?"

"Astrologers peer into the stars, observe the paths of celestial bodies, and gain revelations through the astral world... and yesterday, I saw the stars go off track, and a red comet streaked across the night sky. Do you know what this means?"

Roman stared at the dirty old man - his beard was bushy and thick, his face was wrinkled, but his eyes were bright and clear, and extremely lively.

"I have many things to do, so I urge you to keep your conversation short."

"The celestial bodies have returned to their original positions! This is a huge omen! The earth will experience drastic changes!"

Roman said coldly: "It has changed! Now there are wars everywhere on the earth, and the biggest war is standing in front of you! Old man, you are blind!"

Garin said in a heavy tone, "I'm talking about disasters! The darkness will come again! The dragon race is one of them, but not all of them. Now the time has come, the stars have returned to their positions, and they will all reappear, reappearing from ancient history, from folk legends, and from the lost ages!"

"Why are you telling me this?"

Garin stared at Roman: "You have to fight it. It is the responsibility of all human kings to protect your people."

Roman frowned, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

To this day, he still doesn't believe those horrific legends, even though Tashina mentioned the Dark Ages many times, and even though he has had dreams many times...

"Time and place!"

"Well……"

Roman turned and walked towards the castle. "You know nothing. What can I do?"

Garin followed Roman relentlessly.

He gave many ambiguous answers: "The far north? The north? No, maybe in the south? Yes, in the south! Time, midsummer? Or maybe in late summer, when midsummer ends and winter arrives..."

“You turn right, and all you see is south,” Roman said sarcastically.

He walked towards the bedroom like a whirlwind, unbuckled his belt and took off his coat.

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Garin followed him all the time.

He said: "I am reminding you to pay attention to this matter. I am not exaggerating!"

The old priest was knowledgeable and proficient in divine arts. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Roman also felt that he didn’t seem to be senile, so he glanced at him and said, “Then I have to remind you too, I need to change my clothes.”

After Garin left, Shasta took out the cloak and put it on Roman, and asked softly, "Your Highness, do you really believe it?"

“I don’t believe any empty words from anyone…” Roman looked at himself in the mirror.

"But it's better to be prepared!" He has brown hair, red eyes and a calm face.

…

Stone fort.

When Hena learned that Makor had returned from the battle, she went to greet him and took off his cloak with her own hands, with gentleness and grace.

Hena has brown hair and red eyes, and is of noble birth.

She is the legal wife of Nuchao's eldest son and the female lord of Cangyue Mangrove Castle. Now she has moved to Stone Castle and become the future mistress of this castle.

She said, "Malcol, my father is waiting for you."

Macor left in a hurry without taking time to reminisce with his wife.

He knew that his father had not been idle during the past two years as the regent of Black Castle. He consulted all the books in the Conqueror's court, looking for traces of the Guardian of Ulster, and finally found some clues.

The hall of the Duke of Fury is a large circular room with walls made of black stone. There are four tall narrow windows in the hall, facing the east, west, south and north, and stone tables are placed on them.

The location here is extremely high, and the strong winds blow like continuous waves.

The regent of Black Iron, the Duke of Raging Tide, was sitting among them. His face was like a coastal reef, severely eroded by wind. He asked, "What do you feel?"

Makol, who had just come in, was silent for a moment and said, "Roman has strict military discipline!"

"With strict discipline, they win nine out of ten battles," said the Duke. "That's the new regime... There's no need to focus on the valley."

"Why?"

"When they gather together, they are extremely powerful. No one can destroy them. Neither the Church nor you can. You have to disperse their strength... Just because he is invincible in the valley does not mean he is invincible in the entire Black Iron Land. If he cannot govern the vast land, the more territory he conquers, the more dispersed his strength will be, and the more flaws he will have. In the end, he will lose his composure and collapse..."

"Father, what if Roman's regime had not collapsed?" Markel thought of the rumors he heard when he withdrew his troops. When he heard what the Valley Army had done, he suddenly felt an unknown fear.

Roman is engaging in an act of insatiable aggression!

It was not an ordinary invasion of nobles against nobles, nobles against the king, or nobles against the Church.

It is the ruthless invasion of one order by another!

In the past, no one knew what kind of order Roman had created.

People only know that the valley is indescribable, where armor and equipment for a legion of ten thousand people can be produced, and all the soldiers are fearless and brave. Roman is an outlier among the nobles.

They only knew that the King of the Valley was hiding in that dark corner, doing some witchcraft.

Now, witchcraft is complete.

By the time they wanted to stop it, it was too late.

The beast in the valley completely exposed its hideous claws!

The aristocratic war suddenly became a war of ideologies!

A war in which a higher order suppresses a lower order!

A war of crushing and shattering!

A life-and-death war!

Markor, the traditional military aristocrat, suddenly shuddered!

He knew that once Roman won, no one would escape the fate of being slaughtered.

Now, Roman is bound to expand his power.

But will this really kill him?

He is very cruel and would rather give food to the hungry people!

"The die is cast," Pine said hoarsely. "The moment Roman crossed the border, he was irreconcilable with all of us. Go, Makor, to meet the fate of our people."

Duke Furytide stood up and looked to the north.

Stone Fort is located inland, far from the ocean.

He knew that even though the bloodline of the Fury Tide had been lost, the ocean was still calling for all the people of the deep sea...