Realm of Power

"You can't do this!" The guard of Riva Chetose City stared at the thorn flower emblem with an ugly face, trying to stop the Satsuma guards from taking the people away, "This is Riva Chetose! It's not you, Satsuma, you can't just be like this Take people away!"

"Really! I want to see who dares to stop Samoer from doing things today!" Salon unceremoniously pulled out the long knife on his back and looked at the city guard with a murderous look with his cold one-eye. The cold blade made the city guard I feel chilled all over

"Get out of the way immediately! Otherwise, I will chop you alive right now," Salon said murderously, "Unless you think your master is worthy of fighting the entire Samoer army for your dog!"

When he came, the fat man had already told him that this time he must intercept people quickly on the spot, and get them away before the Dardanelle family could react. If he wasn't afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, Salon might have taken the city guard away earlier. Official cut off

"You, you" the city guard officer was so angry that he couldn't speak, but there was nothing he could do.

The always proud nobles of Riva Chetze did not dare to falter in front of the absolutely powerful Samoer people. Three thousand brave and capable Samoer cavalry were stationed outside the city. This was a weapon hanging over Riva Chetze's head. sharp sword,

Even the glorious Dardanelle family had to temporarily lower their noble heads in front of such a powerful army, let alone a little person like himself.

If they became the target of the Satsuma people's anger, not only would those big shots not bite, they might even kill their entire family in order to cover up their incompetence. The city guard had seen such an unlucky guy more than once.

"What are you doing!" Salon pushed away the hesitating city guard in front, waved to the guards behind him and shouted, "Take all five of them away! Anyone who dares to stop them will be killed on the spot!"

Seeing the city guard, they didn't dare to bite. The other city guards didn't dare to meddle in their own business. They spread out on both sides to reveal a road. Looking at Salon's disappearing back, the frightened city guard suddenly reacted.

"That's wrong! These people are all relatively prestigious warriors among the civilians of Riva Cheze. Some of them have even been in Riva Cheze for more than ten years. How could they be the newly rising Samoer people? No, this matter The lord must be reported immediately.”

Hearing the noise of the civilians outside being replaced by turbulent and chaotic cries, Dardanirh closed his eyes with satisfaction, and a thought was running in his mind.

"This is my yard. The overgrown weeds need to be trimmed!"

The slightly painful cries of the untouchables outside were as beautiful to his ears as the sound of a sickle cutting the weeds in the courtyard. Crying and blood, killing and nobility, Dadani, who had ruled Zhiva Cheze for twenty years, Erhe understands the meaning of power better than anyone else. Every time, this feeling of controlling life and death at will makes Dardanirh intoxicated.

Dardanirh feels that the use of power is the most profound art. He can control the fate of everyone in his own hands. He only needs an order, a displeasure, and a look on his face, and those untouchables will fall to the ground. They would lie on the ground with fearful eyes, and those nobles would be flattering, lying on their backs to add to their feet. Both humbleness and nobility are just playthings of power, and order is the source of power.

During the one hundred years that the Dardanelle family ruled Zhivacheze, maintaining an orderly hierarchy has always been the criterion for the prosperity of the family.

But thinking about his son who did not follow the rules, Dardaniel felt a little worried. The boy was too curious. Being a noble was not a bad thing, but to become the leader of the Dardaniel family, It is a very dangerous thing. There are too many eyes staring at the Dardanelle family from behind, and danger may come at any time.

This prodigal son did at least one good thing, that is, this competitive competition not only allowed the Dardanelle family's reputation to once again envelope the entire south, but also caused many enemies in the dark to reveal their fangs inadvertently.

Qiweike is still too young to know that the real danger often comes from behind. From merchant federations to competitive games, from improving the status of merchants to untouchables, they can point fingers at the nobles. These emerging forces among the nobles , is constantly promoting the reform of Zhiva Cheze, which is simply shaking the foundation of the Dardanelle family's rule, but it doesn't matter now.

Commoners are despicable!

Businessmen are humble!

Nobility is noble!

The Dardanelle family is the master of the world!

This is God’s order,

Anyone who violates this will be punished by God

Tomorrow, Riva Cheze City will return to the track it should run, and the order of everything will be more consolidated. Let yourself end it all in the last years of your life.

When the sun rises tomorrow, the Dardanelle family will be the real masters of the entire Ziva Cheze, and all discordant weeds will be cleared away.

"Dong dong" An anxious knock on the door broke the atmosphere in the box. Dardanirh opened his eyes dissatisfied and said, "Who is it?"

"Sir, it's not good." The city guard almost rolled in and shouted with a pale face, "The Samoers just broke into the arena and took away five felons!"

"What! By the Samoyers!" Dardanirh, with a livid face, kicked the city guard officer away and cursed sternly, "You trash, a bunch of trash, why don't you close the city gate quickly! Do you have to wait for them to run out? City, you can react! If you delay my important event, I will kill your whole family."

Dardanirh's harsh words made the city guard tremble, and he quickly said with a pale face, "My subordinates have mobilized 1,000 soldiers to blockade the noble seats in Paradise Street and the Arena. I believe those rebels are intervening." You can’t fly out even if you put on your wings!”

"This is the best!" Dardanirh snorted.

"Your Excellency!" At this time, Chikus, the butler outside the door, walked into the box, holding a volume of manuscripts in his hand. "This is the farewell note just submitted by the Marquis of Samour, Dustan!"

"Farewell? What else does that vulgar Samoan want to do! Does he want to have a hand in this storm!" Dardanirh opened the scroll with anger, his face was silent for a long time, and finally faced the embarrassed The city guard officer waved his hand and sighed, "Forget it, there's no need to send people to chase him. This plague god is finally willing to leave!"

The fat man was riding a horse, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun shone on the low city wall of Riva Cheze not far away. The entire wall was dyed golden. The fat man could clearly see the location of Paradise Street in the city, and the shocking black smoke column went straight up. Yunxiao,

The nearby Samoer light cavalry had already received strict orders and did not even look at the changes in the city. They were loading all kinds of weapons and equipment onto their beloved horses, and put twenty days of rations in the cloth bags on the horse's saddle. The huge military camp has been evacuated.

"Did the Dardanelle family take action?" Fatty asked when he saw Salon riding a horse from a short distance away.

"Yes, sir." Salon whispered, "When we evacuated, we saw that the city guards had surrounded the entire Paradise Street. According to reports in the city, except for the Chas family, three of the other sixteen wealthy families were involved. "

"This is already very good!" The fat man nodded, and a girl in a white dress flashed in his mind. As long as the Chas family is fine and all the other nobles are dead, they don't care about me. "Let's go to the Southern University." swamp!"

Fatty felt a little regretful about this trip to Zhiva Chetze. He originally planned to postpone it for two days and take some time to see Kulondiya who was studying at the "Zhiva Chetze Knight Academy". Unfortunately, things turned out It has gone beyond the controllable range

In front of everyone in Zhiva Cheze, and under the eyes of the Dardanelle family, he kidnapped five warriors. It was tantamount to giving the Dardanelle family a loud slap in the face. Even if the Dardanelle family was civilized. No matter how good he is, he will never pretend to be deaf and dumb again. Fatty knows that the pride of a noble is sometimes synonymous with not being afraid of death.

What's more, the water in Zhiva Cheze is too muddy. He has made a huge stir in Zhiva Cheze. The Dardanelle family has not shown up yet, which shows that the Dardanelle family must be preparing for a "big move", but they didn't expect it. , the end of the competitive match is the beginning of this "big move"

If it weren't for the fear of causing wrath, Fatty would really be prepared to get involved. Finally, he thought about it and thought, forget it, fighting on other people's territory is not Fatty's style. Besides, now is not the time to fall out with the Dardanelle family, so Just departure day Wache Ze can not only avoid the hatred of the Dardanelle family, but also give the face-loving Dardanelle family a step down. Samor's main focus should still be on those Kyoto nobles, and Hiva Che Ze's Household affairs are not of interest for the time being.

Leaving Zhiva Cheze in a hurry this time, watching the perfect opportunity to disrupt the Dardanelle family slip away before his eyes, it reminded Fatty of an old song from long ago, "I Want to Go to Guilin", with the faint helplessness in the song. Feelings, just like the mood I feel now when I leave Zhiva Cheze.

I want to go to Guilin I want to go to Guilin

But when I have time, I don’t have money

I want to go to Guilin I want to go to Guilin

But when I have money, I don’t have time