Realm of Power

In the dark night, one or two low voices occasionally sounded from the lights on the long street in the distance. The cold air seemed to be filled with the same smell of blood. Some dogs kept in the attic seemed to have collectively silenced themselves at this moment.

"Your Majesty, I feel that what Feilin said is a bit exaggerated. It would be better to wait until the investigation is clear before drawing a conclusion!"

Dostelenko stopped at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor with a respectful look, and said with a respectful tone. Ten meters in front of him, His Majesty the Falcon was standing in front of the window of the corridor. Behind His Majesty was a dark place. The door is ajar

"What Feilin said? Haha, do you really think that I appointed her as the person in charge of the Southwest District because of what she said?" The fat man looked at the somewhat cautious Navy Minister, and suddenly grinned.

"I'm not interested in the inner bar of the assassin, but the performance of the assassin in the southwest is really disappointing! A big event like the murder of Murphy Lins that can change the situation is not something that can be said in hindsight. Even that After the woman from Alger's farm family left the southwest capital, she almost encountered an accident on the way. If I hadn't secretly arranged for someone, she almost wouldn't have been able to return to Gaul Kyoto. Such a mistake was enough for the assassin to change people in the southwest district. Got it!

The fat man's voice stopped, and he groaned heavily, "This time I personally selected the Southwest District, just to give the assassin a reminder. If there is such a mistake next time, it will not be as simple as just a Southwest District!" "

Dostelenko said cautiously with some worry, "My subordinate has something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not!"

"You want to say that the woman named Feilin will cause a bloody storm in the southwest. Right!" The fat man glanced at Dostelenko indifferently, as if he had completely seen through his confidant's inner thoughts.

Dostelenko's face turned slightly pale, and he lowered his head and did not dare to raise it. It was obvious that he had been told the truth. He was silent for a while, then took a deep breath and said in a concentrated voice, "My subordinates do have such worries! His Majesty's heraldic ring has great power. Although my subordinates have not been in contact with this woman for a short time, I can still feel her thoughts." It’s not simple. Since she is using His Majesty’s hand to rectify the Southwest this time, in order to demonstrate her ability, she will definitely take strong measures to wipe out all forces in the Southwest. My subordinates are worried about whether this will cause a backlash from all forces in the Southwest! "

"There is a rebound in the southwest where hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed! I really hope that a few can show up and scare the monkeys. This will save a lot of time!" The fat man rubbed his cold hands and looked at the street. ,

There. A member of the local forces fell down with a cluster of arrows shot into his throat, and the shadow hurriedly appeared. On both sides of the densely packed streets, some places where lights were originally on suddenly went out, and invisible killings were spreading in other places.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a scene! I'm finally qualified!" The fat man retracted his gaze and said to himself, "I know your worries, but the southwest is the center of gravity of the empire in Oparo, with both the north and south land routes and sea routes. Meet here.

"The southwest can not only become a logistics base for the imperial army to march into the hinterland of Gaul, but also become the center for the empire's comprehensive expansion to the entire Oubaluo. In such an area, different voices are absolutely not allowed to exist! Feline, a woman, has a lot of opinions on this point I understand, it suits the needs of the empire!

"Good spies are tougher than those brave and skilled generals." The fat man sighed, as if thinking that he was trying to insert a "nail" into Gaul Kyoto. How much energy was spent, and his tone suddenly sounded a little lonely when he said

"As a spy, you have to be able to survive year after year of loneliness and survive conspiracy after conspiracy. The key is to always be loyal. You also have to be able to stand alone, screen out all kinds of information, and finally risk your life to deliver it. ,

"Therefore, without any experience in polishing, there is no intelligence that can be used with confidence. Outsiders only see the Falcon Army marching forward with thousands of troops and being invincible in every battle. In fact, a large part of the achievements must be recorded on the heads of these intelligence personnel."

"Although this woman named Feilin has some selfish motives, she is also capable and scheming. The most rare thing is that I personally appointed her to be the person in charge of the Southwest District. Even the upper-level assassins will choose to acquiesce. ,

This woman is a smart person and knows that the fundamental reason why the empire supports her is not because of what she said.

In fact, it doesn't matter to me whether those words are true or false. What interests me is that this woman wants an opportunity to display her abilities on her own and wants to sit in this seemingly impossible position. I can give her this Opportunity, but since you want to get my full support, you must at least show enough ability to get my support! And her similar and miraculous promotion can also tell other people in the Dark Thorn that the Dark Thorn's master is the Empire! As long as he does his best, the empire will never treat him badly."

"I see. I didn't expect His Majesty's vision to be so unique. It's because your subordinates are too reckless!"

Dostronkai suddenly realized when he heard this. His Majesty Falcon's move to win over the assassins is probably going to make the assassins fly. However, the news of the assassins in recent times has indeed been much slower than before. Don't be afraid of His Majesty Falcon. Even Dustrunkai was dissatisfied with this. His Majesty Falcon, who was always wise, actually handed the ring to this woman. This woman's comments touched Dustrunkai's heart slightly.

He had to admit that His Majesty Falcon had a very good eye for seeing people. The first thing this woman did when she got the ring was to borrow it from him, and she also asked for it, which was the most elite force directly under the Ministry of the Navy that was rarely known to the outside world.

You know, even if the head of the family who secretly stabbed him came, he would look respectful in front of Dostelenko, an important minister of the empire. The two sides had dealt with each other before. After all, Dostelenko represented the entire empire. navy,

In the Falcon Empire, the military is the most powerful.

Among the military forces, it is an indisputable fact that the Imperial Navy and the Imperial Army are on par with each other. The commander of the Imperial Fleet, who has tens of thousands of sailors and hundreds of battleships under his command, is no less generous than the commanders of the five major armies of the Empire.

The Navy Directly Affiliated Corps is a rare land force in the Navy. To be precise, it is just an elite army wearing the skin of the Navy Department. All of them were veterans who had participated in the war of unification on the mainland. When Hu Keqili was fighting in the southern part of Weixia, he had private negotiations with Dylan Schise to transfer some older or injured veterans who were facing retirement into the navy. Renschisse used these people to form the so-called troops directly under the Admiralty.

The Marines of the Dillens family were very famous. Mainly responsible for naval battleship deck and landing operations,

Although there are only a thousand people in these directly-affiliated teams, they are the foundation of the true Imperial Central Army and Guards. Their strong land combat capabilities are definitely the best among all naval forces. Obviously, Feilin wants these professional soldiers. It will just be used for window dressing. This is why Dustrunke was worried at first.

When true professional soldiers who make a profession of killing let go of their limits and kill civilian organizations, it must be a terrible disaster. But now it seems that this killing has been approved or acquiesced by His Majesty Falcon.

"I hope this storm can reduce the scope of its impact as much as possible!" Dustronkai sighed secretly in his heart.

"Let everyone else get up! The road has been cleared. We are ready to set off. Time waits for no one." The fat man tied up his cloak. He waved his hand to Dostronkai, his nose twitched, and he could already smell the strong smell of blood in the wind, and said, "Soon it won't be so quiet here!"

"Did His Majesty mean to rush there overnight?" Dostelenko was stunned for a moment. It was already midnight and the temperature was frighteningly cold. This was not in line with His Majesty Falcon's lazy style.

"If you don't leave, why don't you wait until trouble comes again?" The fat man said calmly. "So many people died tonight, wait until dawn. There will be a lot of chaos here. I believe that the backlash from the forces in the southwest will soon end here." Although there are troops moving in, this kind of chaos belongs to Feilin. We still have our own things to go on and there is no time to delay here! "

Soon, several guards gathered at the door. The fat man turned over and rode on the horse led by the guards. He glanced in the direction of the fourth floor. There, a pretty woman in white clothes seemed to be looking down.

The fat man shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Young lady, you are actually better off without that fake nose!"

"Docero"

Thinking of the all-out conflict that was about to break out, the fat man turned to a guard captain behind him and said, "Go and contact the troops entering the neighborhood and ask them to ensure the absolute safety of this place no matter what the chaos is outside!"

"Yes, I understand!" The guard captain nodded and rode away.

"Let's go to Tannic Port No. 116!" The fat man waved and said, and the war horse stepped forward. The horse's hooves stepped on the cobblestone street, making a trampling sound. It seemed unusually quiet. There were no people on both sides of the street, but there were Several piles of bonfires were burning, and the sparks exploded when blown by the night wind. By the light of the fire, you could see bloodstains on the ground, as well as scratches made by heavy objects dragging on the ground.

"It seems that the woman Feilin handled the situation very "cleanly". The fat man nodded secretly. He could feel the eyes watching in the darkness, but he didn't care about it. The guards behind him had obvious military demeanor, which was very important to him. To the killer of the assassin, it was as obvious as a candle lit in the dark night. Just when Fatty thought that these assassins would notify the military to confirm, the sound of horse hooves came from the opposite fork in the road.

Several imperial cavalry in black armor came over here, probably to confirm. A guard captain rode over from behind and showed his identity.

"Sir!" Several black-armored cavalry glanced behind them and immediately moved out of the way with respectful expressions.

This was the red light district. They were not stupid enough to ask a guard squadron leader why he appeared here. After these cavalrymen confirmed, the fat man could feel his eyes going away, and the coldness disappeared at this moment.

After coming out of the red light district, the fat man sped up. The cavalry passed through a wide street about five miles long and entered an area of ​​high-end villas. A whole row of villas lined up along the street. There were many aristocratic signs and signs parked on the street. There was a gorgeous carriage marked by the Chamber of Commerce, and the melodious sound of the huqin came from the brightly lit hall. At the door of most villas, there were young attendants standing at the door. When they saw the carriage stopping, they immediately ran up and opened the door.

The inside of the villa is a long and wide walkway, with pine needle forests on both sides that do not lose their leaves even in winter. The light is projected from the gaps in these pine needle forests.

The fat man rode his horse slowly. Through the glass window in the distance, he could see a girl wearing a beautiful palace dress. She was standing on the stage dancing, her long skirt fluttering like petals. When she rotated to the fifth circle, the beautiful long skirt suddenly fell off piece by piece as it rotated, among the flying white cloth pieces. Revealing the girl's snow-white and delicate breasts,

"Ah" the girl's pale hands tried to protect the important parts of her body. She seemed quite embarrassed.

And below the stage, some men in aristocratic costumes were laughing enthusiastically as if their conspiracy had succeeded.

"Jump, why don't you jump?"

"I paid you!" The voice even reached the window. The fat man looked away with a calm expression.

He knows the hobbies of some nobles, and knows that those kinds of clothes are often specially made by tailors, using non-tight cutting threads. Once opened and the gravity of the rotation is applied, the lines will collapse, and then it will look like someone It falls apart quickly when pulled. Nobles usually like to use this kind of clothes to tease ladies with proud personalities, but they didn't expect it. This can also be seen in the red light district.

"What a mess!"

The fat man sighed, and the girl turned around and ran into the curtain behind the stage. Except for some noises among the nobles in the audience, no one went up to catch up. This made the fat man feel a little strange.

On the other side of the street, a gorgeous woman in palace attire was helping a bald old man out of the villa gate.

A man and a woman whose age difference is almost like father and daughter. They leaned against each other and walked onto the carriage parked outside with an affectionate look on their faces.

The woman raised her head and unexpectedly glanced at the fat man. After realizing that the fat man was wearing ordinary clothes that were worse than even the old man's servant, a look of contempt flashed across her face, and the carriage quickly disappeared.

Fatty didn't expect to be looked down upon by someone here. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and curled his lips slightly, expressing the feelings of people in troubled times. If it was a few years ago, he might have rushed to save that girl, but now, his heart seems to have become hardened.

Having experienced a cruel war, I am no longer the passionate young man who saw injustice on the road. This is the way the world is. So what if you are the supreme emperor of the empire?

Killing millions and unifying the country thousands of miles away, this is a red light district, not a place where justice should exist.

The weak eat the strong and the fittest survive. This is the basic law of human society. No matter in any era, there will always be dirty things. All I can do is to ensure that most people have food and clothing.

The grade here is obviously much higher than the previous red light district, and the business is obviously much better. Even though it is already late at night, people wearing gold silk dresses can still be seen coming in and out of the streets. There are almost no drunken people making a scene. I can't see it. They must have been moved away. The streets look very clean.

This time, Dostelenko didn't dare to slack off at all. He rode his horse to the front to confirm once before he reported back, "Your Majesty, I'm right this time. The lighted place on the third floor of the building in front is No. 116 Tanik Port." , and tonight, the Duke of Putao is also here, and he should still be sleeping."

"Let's go over there!"

The fat man nodded silently. Not long after, the gate of No. 16 Tannic Port appeared in front of the fat man. After getting off the horse, the fat man walked up the steps in front of the gate. The lights inside were very bright, and he could see several servants in clothes. The costumers were clearing the messy tables, and it looked like a carnival had just ended.

’ Oops, several guests came late, and tonight’s banquet has already been dispersed.”

I saw a fat man with poor clothes walking in the door at this unpopular hour. A middle-aged woman wearing a purple toga in the store came over reluctantly. She looked pretty good, although she was thirty years old. He looked up and down at the fat man. If he hadn't seen the murderous look of the guards behind him, he might have called someone to drive him out.

"It doesn't matter, we are just passing by and want to find a place to rest!" the fat man said nonchalantly.

"Rest? Are you kidding? I'm here..."

The middle-aged woman said with an annoyed look. Soon, her voice was stopped by the bag of gold coins proposed by the fat man in front of her, and her face immediately changed to a flattering one. "This guest can rest assured, I definitely have the whole bag here." The most beautiful woman on the street, I guarantee that you will be satisfied. Of course, if the guest has other special requirements, we can also satisfy them here." The middle-aged woman twisted her plump waist and said with a charming smile. ,

The fat man yawned, "No need, just arrange a quiet room."

"If the customer is tired, we also have masseurs here who can relieve them!"

The middle-aged woman said quickly. She could tell that the fat man in front of her was not flashy, but he was the kind of big customer who really spent a lot of money. Although the other people looked like guards, they were not simple roles. As for why they were wearing Such casualness made the middle-aged woman think that this was to hide her true identity. This is how a real big customer behaves. The middle-aged woman also had some speculations in her heart.

"Masseur? Okay, I do need a massage! But remember, it's just a massage!" The fat man nodded. He didn't sleep all night. He was exposed to wind and rain, and his small body was a little unable to support him.

If you really have a masseur, that would be a good choice.

He took off the dazzling ruby ​​ring from his finger, handed it to Dostelenko behind him, and whispered in his ear, "Give this idea to Duke Putau, he will know how to do it!"