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With the expansion of the territory, the number of believers also began to increase, especially those veterans who participated in the war, their beliefs gradually became more and more pious, far stronger than those guys who hid in the city and did nothing.

Needless to ask, those veterans regard religion as the only placebo in the face of the fragility of life and the imminent death.

After all, there is a god on top of the head, so it is reasonable to push everything to the god.

Fear of death?

It doesn't matter, just pray to the gods, if the gods think you are devout, he will bless you to survive.

Want to get rich?

It doesn't matter, keep praying to the gods, as long as you are devout enough, the gods will bless you and make a fortune.

Over time, God has become a symbolic symbol, a sustenance for the future and a better life, and a spiritual and ideological anesthetic.

Often the poorer, more painful, and more difficult, the more mortals will have a strong and firm belief, because this is their only chance to change their destiny.

When the woman led her church army to attack the city, far away in the war-torn capital, the young and beautiful princess was being interrogated by her brothers.

The oldest one among them asked loudly and unceremoniously: "My dear sister, can you explain why your fiancé suddenly crossed the border, killing nobles and robbing their land with impunity? "

"I have reminded you a long time ago! Kerwin is a poisonous snake, and he may send troops to take advantage of civil strife at any time, but have any of you listened? For that chair and crown, you have all forgotten that this is a great country created by your father, and that if If we are not united, countless enemies will flock to us, constantly encroaching on our territory and weakening our strength." The princess did not save face for her brother at all, and openly lifted the last fig leaf.

If she had a choice, she would never marry the ugly Kerwin, let alone cooperate with him to carve up her motherland.

But there is no way!

As a young princess with neither real power nor military support, the only resources she can use are her young and beautiful appearance, and her seemingly noble but useless noble blood.

"Damn! What do you know? This is about legitimacy! It's about the lives and future of countless subjects. The empire must not fall into the hands of a patricide tyrant! We have all fought for justice and axioms so far." The eldest prince Angrily scolded.

He clearly understands the essence of political games, that is, he must shout the most noble slogans and do the most despicable things.

But the princess didn't like this, curled her lips in disdain, didn't intend to continue arguing, but chose to remain silent.

She knew that these guys called her here not to reprimand Kerwin for breaking the agreement and brazenly launching the invasion, but just to find out how big the other party's appetite is.

After all, most of the vassals to the west of the river are supporting the other two heirs, even fighting endlessly for this, hoping to completely overwhelm each other, and then march to the capital with unified forces.

It can be said that things have developed to such a point that there is no place in the whole country that is not at war.

For ambition!

For rights!

For wealth!

Every nobleman involved is doing his best to win the final victory.

As for whether those competitors were invaded by foreign forces, they didn't care about their own business at all, and even wished that the other party would die, so as to save themselves extra effort.

Under the feudal system, the selfishness of nobles was fully reflected at this time.

"Calm down, my dear brother, don't frighten our dear sister. Don't forget that Kerwin's banner this time is to protect his fiancée. If she is really sick or injured, it will be a great concern to all of us." It is a troublesome thing for people." Another prince who was slightly younger reminded meaningfully.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Of course, send envoys first! Anyway, Kerwin is our nominal ally. If he is willing to help us quell the rebellion, so what if he cedes some land. Don't you think that the territory of this country is too large, Is it time-consuming to rule?"

"Hmm...seems to make sense. Who do you think is suitable as an emissary?"

"Let Morris go. He had followed his father to meet the tyrant before."

"agree!"

"Seconded!"

……

In just a few words, the princes settled the matter of sending envoys to negotiate, without consulting the young princess at all during the whole process.

Even at the end, neither party greeted each other, and the indifferent ones didn't want to be brothers and sisters at all, but a group of strangers united for their own interests.

It is estimated that they are also guarding against each other and calculating each other to ensure that only themselves can become the final winner.

After watching her brothers leave with their entourage, the princess stood up slowly and asked without looking back, "How are you preparing for what I asked you to do?"

"It's ready! You can do it yourself anytime!"

A black figure slowly emerged from the corner, his voice was indifferent and without any emotion.

"Very good! Let's do it tonight. Remember, when I kill my father with my own hands, I must escape within two quarters of an hour, otherwise neither you nor I will die." The princess clenched her fist tightly, A light called "Enlightenment" shone in his eyes.

Father killing is undoubtedly a felony that violates ethics and morals.

But rather than wanting to be like a statue for the rest of her life, she would rather bear this kind of sin, and also free her father who fell into a coma early, rather than become a tool used by her sons and daughters.

"Please don't worry, I have arranged everything properly." The black shadow bowed slightly, and soon disappeared into the darkness again.

Staring at the darkest corner of the room, the princess took a deep breath and muttered to herself in a voice only she could hear: "Bearing a bad name and becoming an accomplice of a tyrant. Is this the future I was destined for? It sounds like It's kind of ironic..."

The first thousand and 140 chapters nine patricide

At night, it always gives people a mysterious and quiet illusion, as if hidden dangers and crimes that cannot be described in words.

But in fact, the night is no different from the day, but there is not enough light, so the visibility is very low. When the line of sight is blocked, some psychological fear will inevitably arise.

But I don't know when it started, and the night has gradually become closely related to a series of despicable acts such as assassination and conspiracy in terms of culture.and

Even when doing these things, I subconsciously choose to do them at night instead of during the day.

……

After a day of fierce fighting, most of the soldiers in the barracks outside the city had already had dinner and returned to their own tents to rest. They will continue to work for this civil war that does not know when it will end tomorrow morning, except for the wounded Apart from occasional slight groans and screams, the entire camp was silent, only the occasional footsteps of patrols passing by.

Without anyone noticing, two uninvited guests sneaked into one of the tents.

And the person living in this tent is none other than Emperor Harrison who fell into a deep coma after being poisoned.

It has to be said that, as a model of a great king of a generation, his current condition is not good at all. Not only does he smell bad all over his body, he doesn't know how long he hasn't bathed, and he is so skinny that he needs to exhaust his whole body even to breathe Strength, it seemed that he could swallow his last breath at any time.

Obviously, due to the rapid deterioration of the domestic situation, the warlords supporting the prince and princess fought against each other, making his use value less and less.

Now, no one cares about the life and death of the once famous "Lion", leaving him alone in the corner of the barracks, without even a servant responsible for cleaning and feeding.

Pitiful?

sad?