Realm of Power

dusk. A refreshing breeze blew in from the window, and Duke Locke was the only guest in the room.

He didn't let anyone light a candle, he just sat quietly in the darkness and admired the scenery outside the window. Since returning to Roseende, he always likes to use this peaceful way to relieve the pressure in his heart, leaving his charming wife to go to his "hometown" that is thousands of miles away but extremely strange.

Looking at the environment here that I can't always integrate into, I naturally have an indescribable feeling in my heart, and melancholy fills my chest. Although I already have the title of Duke, in fact, only I know it, and I experience the feeling of being alone. ,

From the prosperous imperial Kyoto to the remote northwest country of Rasonde, the contrast between the two is huge, but one thing is the same, that is, the sunset is so beautiful, just like the burning sky is released before darkness falls. all the glory

"The Duke of Rosendre!'

Locke felt a wry smile when he thought of this title that gave him no sense of honor at all. Everyone thought that he was sad and crazy. He imprisoned his father and killed his younger brother. He was so cruel that he couldn't believe it. He believed that in the eyes of others, he was such a cruel person. The position of Duke of Sende came so easily, and he must be high-spirited now, but only he knows the price he has paid and how much effort he has spent on this road, like a puppet, doing Everything that happens is the thing that I hate the most.

It's not that he hasn't hesitated, but he can't stop. He has long been a frontline puppet in the hands of others. Apart from a face and an empty identity, what else is left of him?

Every time. When he hesitates and has difficulty making a decision, he will think of that evening in Kyoto.

In the luxurious and glorious Imperial Palace, one hundred and fifty steps of white marble, golden sunlight, and the glazed glass passing through the sides turn into dreamlike seven colors and shine on the ground. Dozens of bright candles illuminate the room. Bright and bright, the room is as pure as an existence that does not belong to time and space.

Locke will always remember that at the end of the palace corridor, a young man was sitting in front of the case and reading a book. The sun shines on him. He is tall and slender, with a delicate and melancholy appearance. His eyes are as bright as sapphires but so clear, and his eyes reveal profound wit.

He was holding a book in his hand, and his focused expression looked more like a philosopher who had insight into world affairs or a poet who had an underappreciated talent. Rather than the master who rules this thousand-mile empire. The wind blew by and lifted up his long hair. In no time, he shook his head gently and fiddled with the edge of his chin to cover his eyes. His movements were deft and pleasing to the eye. Locke was stunned.

"You are Locke, a graduate of the 160th batch of the Imperial School. You have just applied to join the Imperial Guard..."

After several minutes, the young Emperor raised his head and looked at the college student kneeling ten meters in front of him. The eyes are as blue as the sky. Like the ocean, and like the purest sapphire crystal, it is profound and unfathomable, as if there is an infinite and broad future in it.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Locke half-knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, as if he didn't even know what he was talking about. In the cold winter, sweat dripped from his back, and the empty hall was filled with boundless pressure. And these The pressure comes from one person

"I have seen your results, they are very good!"

"However, the requirements for admission to the Guards are very strict. You also know that the number of college students who can enter the Guards every year is fifty to one. And those who can directly enter the ranks of officers, in addition to their grades, We also need a sufficiently famous family to provide guarantee.”

"And you are applying for an officer!"

The words of the young emperor became very pleasant when they came out of his mouth, as if they were as smooth as flowing water. "There are fewer people from the northwest like you who are admitted as officers of the Imperial Guard, so I am very curious. If you enter the Imperial Guard, Jun, what are your plans?"

"No, I'm not from the northwest. I grew up in the imperial capital! I chose to take the imperial guard officer exam in order to be able to display my ambitions!" Locke's body trembled slightly, and his face turned red. The education he had received since childhood They were all educated in the imperial capital. He was praised by others for his flexible thinking at the age of six. At the age of twelve, he was admitted to the Imperial Military University with the best results. In the college, his results were very outstanding, and his theoretical score ranked in the top ten. Personal skills can also enter the top fifty.

Ordinary guards officers are not necessarily his opponents.

As an outstanding student of the Imperial Military University, Locke not only needs to learn various military theories and train fighting skills, but also needs to participate. Every year, the Imperial Military University recommends some outstanding students to the main battlefields of the empire for training. practice,

The students of the Imperial Military Academy are not flowers in the greenhouse. Most of them come from families with military backgrounds in Kyoto. They have excellent bloodlines and profound family knowledge. They have cultivated talents since childhood. These military students who are selected and sent to the front line of the battlefield, There is no need to directly participate in the battle, most of them work as adjutants for the generals, but Locke rarely requests to be sent to the front line. He has seen corpses strewn on the battlefield, and has seen legions fighting with banners in the wild.

Three years of studying at the Imperial Military Academy gave Locke the ability to be an excellent soldier. He had just completed his graduation training and was recommended and affirmed by a very famous general of the Eastern Army, so he had made the decision to directly register as an officer in the Imperial Guard,

If everything goes well, the recommendation letter from the general who was once in charge of the Guards should be enough to open a door to glory for himself.

The only thing that worries Locke is his bloodline. He comes from the remote northwest, an uncivilized area in the eyes of Kyoto people. Although he has always considered himself a native of the imperial capital, there is an unavoidable fact that half of his body flows from the northwest. The blood of the barbarians is a stain that can never fade away

"Uh, aren't you the eldest son of the Duke of Northwestern Rosend?" The young emperor put down the book in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure.

"I have never regarded that ignorant barbarian as my father." Locke lowered his head and answered word by word with a ferocious face. "In my eyes, there is only Your Majesty, only the Empire, and only Kyoto!"

"But what if the empire needs you to return to the northwest?" The young emperor looked at the young college student and said word by word, "You must have heard about the northwest, which is becoming the source of crisis for the empire. A lot of evidence shows that the Slavs who occupied the north came from the northwest. The empire cannot let this situation continue. The empire needs someone trustworthy enough to go to the northwest and cut off the source of the unrest. Are you willing to take on this responsibility? ”

"This..." Locke lowered his head and did not dare to raise it. Returning to the northwest was the nightmare he was most unwilling to face.

"If this is done, you will become the empire's first northwest general. This will show your ambition better than becoming an officer of the Imperial Guard!" The young emperor looked at the hesitant young college student and threw out a question. The bait he couldn't refuse "This time, you will be accompanied by five thousand Imperial Guards. Someone will be in charge of this matter. You just need to cooperate!"

There were footsteps at the door, and Locke turned his eyes back from the window. The memory was interrupted. A Guards officer walked in from the outside. He was slender, looked like a girl, elegant and delicate, but also had an extraordinary temperament. "Your Majesty, the Duke of Dunkirk has arrived at Cromdor"

"What about the northwest coast? Still no movement?"

Duke Locke turned his head, frowned slightly, and said, "The northwest coast's calm reaction is like a hammer hanging high, which always makes people uneasy. Those are 200,000 northwest elites who have twice decided the fate of the northwest." The northwest coast played the leading role in all the wars. All our previous arrangements were to arouse the desire to win on the northwest coast. But who knows whether the other party is old and cunning, or simply does not take us into consideration. It is straightforward. Come and ignore"

"Haha, that's why I'm here. You think too highly of that Vecchia Falcon." The Guards officer sneered. "I just received a secret report from the Minister of the Interior, this Dunker." In the Duke of Dunkirk's queue, there was a person whose figure was very similar to that of the Vecchia Falcon. Moreover, this person was very arrogant and rode in the same carriage with the Duke of Dunkirk.

It’s really interesting to say that this Vecian Falcon seems to have come in with the intention of hiding in the Duke of Dunkirk’s motorcade. Is he so naive that he really thinks our eyes are blind? Nothing to guard against for people on the northwest coast? If it were me, I would never use such a self-righteous approach! "

"Are you telling the truth? Has it been confirmed? In that case, what are we waiting for here? Send out the army and arrest this scourge immediately!"

Hearing the words of the guard officer, Locke stood up excitedly, his eyes flashing, he finally came. Aren't all the efforts to catch the largest fish in the northwest? Capturing the Vekia Falcon is tantamount to capturing the lifeblood of the northwest.

"Why are you so anxious? This big fat fish hasn't completely entered the net yet! Moreover, there is news about the existence of our Guards in the capital of Rasend, and we can't expose it yet." The young Guards officer obviously has a higher status than Locke, so his tone There was a sense of command in it, and a chill flashed in his eyes."

"Then we are now..." Locke was a little at a loss for a moment. At the same age, the identity of this Guards officer was not comparable to his own. The method of forcing the northwest coast into despair step by step made him Even a man like Locke who considers himself a genius is frightened when he sees this.

"There is a kind of person who is a born conspirator." Looking at the other person's graceful and elegant profile in men's clothing, Locke felt a heartbeat for no reason (to be continued. If you like this work, (.) vote for recommendation, monthly vote, your Support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m.. to read.