Realm of Power

The secret prison in Kyoto in Gaul was built underground in a manor in the dark suburbs of Kyoto. The guard force of 1,500 people was personally responsible for the Imperial Guards. It was mainly used to imprison the emperor's enemies or those who were a threat to the country. There are almost no people who can be imprisoned here. There are records of people getting out alive. According to some unknown rumors, many of the prisoners sent to secret prisons are people with distinguished status. In order to ensure that their identities are not leaked, they will be forced to wear various beast-shaped masks by the jailers. Imprisoned in a sealed prison where no one will ever come,

Here, loneliness is the most terrifying thing than imprisonment. No one speaks, no sunshine, no hope, and the living people turn into corpses. Except for those who sent the criminals in, no one knows those who sent them out. The true identity of the prison corpse,

On the first day that Figueros arrived in Kyoto, Gaul, he was mercilessly imprisoned in a secret prison. The mottled walls that had been built for hundreds of years were cracked by the strong moisture, and the openings were It was covered with moss, revealing large white stones that were dark and miserable inside.

The walls were damp and half the cell was a filthy pool. The pool has not been cleaned for who knows how many years. The water inside is sticky and thick, emitting a suffocating stench. There are also vomiting garbage floating on the water surface, and there seem to be mutilated limbs similar to human beings. The other half of the cell was made of dirty broken stone slabs that were impossible to stand on. The bottom of the slabs was covered with damp moss. It was hot August outside and the temperature had already exceeded 30 degrees. But here, the highest temperature was only 10 degrees. , the lowest temperature is one degree. The changes of the four seasons have long lost their meaning here, and the prisoners cannot feel the changes of time at all.

The heavy cell door was opened, and Figueros, who was covered in blood, was thrown heavily into the prison. His hair was mixed with blood and formed into long strips like blood on his face. In just three days, Figueros already felt like a prisoner. It's been so long,

If you can die! I really want to die!

Figueros felt very regretful in his heart, and now he really wanted to kill the best, the hero of the Northward Campaign. Inexplicably, he was labeled as a spy in the northwest. He was stabbed severely at a meeting and was thrown into this hell-like place in the blink of an eye. He was brutally tortured and interrogated about unknown things every day. One second now seemed like endless torture to him. There was severe pain all over his body, and every pore on his body was exuding the breath of pain. But he didn't faint. It is said that coma is a person's self-protection against suffering, but now it doesn't know why it has lost its effect. He really longed to never wake up again,

The person responsible for the torture was a master from the Gallic Intelligence Department, so he would naturally not be given such a chance. In order to dig out enough valuable information from this northwest spy who had climbed up to the position of general of the empire, the Gallic Minister of Intelligence, Harlan, went ahead of time. Four experts specially responsible for torture were prepared to take turns serving him.

The cell door opened with an unexpected clang. A slender figure in dark green robes appeared at the door of the prison.

"Are you the northwest spy?"

The speaker was a woman with a somewhat arrogant voice. A white hand was covering her nose from the sleeves of her robe. The musty smell coming from the cell door made the woman's beautiful and slender eyebrows frown slightly. Her eyes Pausing for a moment on Figueros.

Figueros struggled to sit up and looked at the speaker. The face of the person coming from the dark robe hood was completely unclear, but the other person's tone and the fact that she was here were enough to show that this woman's identity was different, and he could feel the other person's eyes looking at him, completely ignoring the blood on her body. He knew that he must be very afraid of heat in his current state. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have screamed in fright, and it would have been possible for her to faint.

But the woman in front of me had a steady gaze without even a trace of fluctuation.

"I am not a spy from the northwest. Don't forget, it was the Falcon Empire in the northwest that massacred millions of people from my Norman family! Do you think the Falcon Empire would find a Norman to be a spy?" Figueros said coldly,

"Are you from Normandy?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then snorted angrily, "These idiots from the Intelligence Department really found someone to fool me on purpose!"

Figueros's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he scratched out five blood stains on the floor of the prison with his five fingers. He still hasn't figured out what happened, but one thing he can feel is that the woman in front of him should be him. Reason for being caught! How can he not be so angry?

"Do you want to die or live? Do you want to die silently, or do you want to use the power of the empire to avenge your tribe!" The woman could clearly see his anger, and still said in a light voice, "Don't look at me with that kind of look. I, the one who handles this matter is the Imperial Military Affairs Ministry. I have nothing to do with you. It has something to do with it. If it weren't for the fact that you are a Norman and performed exceptionally well in the Northern War, even if you died here and rotted away, I wouldn't have asked more questions, because I know that when it comes to hunting, There is no deeper hatred in the Eagle Empire than a Norman! "

"Can you make me revenge?"

Figueros's body trembled slightly after hearing this. Although he was trapped in prison, he instinctively felt a sense of repulsion towards this woman. That feeling reminded him of a blue-haired species he saw on Salander Island. A poisonous snake with scales. After my beloved war horse was bitten by this kind of snake, blood oozed from the nose and eyes, and died miserably in less than an hour. Such people are the most terrifying! Because in the hearts of such people, the value of human life is no different than a piece of grass on the roadside!

"I can make you a general of the empire again!" The woman smiled noncommittally. "But you must also show enough courage. Do you want to take revenge on those who put you in prison? Now there is a chance." The woman said from the robe He stretched out his hand and dropped a scroll on the ground. "Take this to the palace. The imperial meeting will not end before dawn. Present this directly to His Majesty the Emperor. This is your only chance to survive!"

"You mean to go directly to the palace and submit it to His Majesty the Emperor! This..."

Figueros opened his eyes wide, his pupils filled with shock. A little frightened, he hesitated. Finally decided to give it a try. Although this woman is scary, it is better than being imprisoned here and tortured to death!

"I can't go to the palace, I can't even get out of here!" Figueros asked eagerly

The woman in "Locus" robes called to the door, and a young officer wearing the uniform of the Emperor's Guards walked in

"Put him into clothes and send him to the hall of the palace!" The woman in the robe stretched out her hand and pointed at Figueros. Soon, Figueros, who had changed into the uniform of the Imperial Guard, was already on the carriage heading to Kyoto. The blood on his face was wiped clean, revealing a young and energetic face. The Guards uniform on his body was a bit too big, and it covered up the wounds on his body very well. The Guards officer who sent him sat down Opposite him, eyes looked at him curiously, with unexplainable emotions.

The Guards officer wanted to see what was so special about the first general in the Northern Campaign who had risen like a hurricane in the past two months, but he was disappointed. The Figueros in front of him was just an ordinary person and couldn't be more ordinary. The young man did not have the aura of the hero in the rumors, nor did he have the domineering power of having captured the heads of 30,000 Slavs in one fell swoop according to the battle report. The torchlight on the road shone on the young man's face, and there was not much expression visible. The carriage entered the palace. The guards at the door stopped the carriage. Locks, the guard, showed his face and passed easily.

The carriage finally stopped at the steps of the hall, and Figueros plucked up the courage to get out of the carriage. Picking up some documents and walking up the steps, Rocks guided the way, and the guards on guard completely ignored his presence.

"That woman...is Miss Algernon Julia!" Figueros suddenly asked when the Guards officer Rocks stopped at the last step, with the gate in front of him.

"How do you know?" Guards officer Rocks unexpectedly responded

"Nothing, just to confirm! Apart from Miss Algernon Julia, I can't think of anyone else who can control the entire Guards. Even if I sacrifice my life, I have to know that I am working for that big shot!" Figueros nodded. , took a deep breath, touched the injury on his chest, grinned slightly, raised the document in his hand and said

"I'm afraid the contents of that document are unusual."

Guards officer Rocks said this time that he really didn’t know and shrugged his shoulders. “To be honest, I really don’t know, but it must be very important, because after receiving the message tonight, the young lady smashed her favorite wine glass in anger. , I cursed dozens of times! Since the lady took such a risk and asked you to send it here, it must be a very urgent matter! "

"Okay, I understand!" Figueros smiled sternly and stepped into the huge door of the conference hall. Under the light of hundreds of candles in the hall, he saw a dozen ministers of the empire surrounding a young man. , this young man has a thin figure, wearing an unusually straight golden uniform, with two huge blue gems on the golden tassel cuffs, and all the buttons are flashing with a dark red light under the candlelight. It’s the luster of gems,

The young man was looking down at the map on the table. A middle-aged man wearing the uniform of an imperial general pointed at the map and said something.

"Who are you? I don't remember summoning the Imperial Guards to come in!" The young man seemed to sense something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Figueros who walked in with a sharp look. The other dozen ministers all looked surprised. Turning around, no one recognized the guard who came in.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, my name is Figueros, from the northern battlefield." Figueros kneeled down on one knee, raised the document in his hand, and said loudly, "This subordinate is here to submit an important document! And this subordinate To accuse the Ministry of Military Affairs to His Majesty For their evil deeds, they slandered their subordinates as spies from the Northwest. The whole Obaro knew that the Normans were annihilated by the Northwest Falcon Empire. Their subordinates wanted to eat the flesh and blood of the Vecian Falcon alive. How could they be from the Northwest? Where's the spy?"

"Norman? Figueros!"

The young emperor looked at Figueros, who was kneeling there on one knee, with an unnatural expression on his face. He glared at Intelligence Minister Harun with a piercing look, clearly asking him what was going on! Intelligence Minister Harlan was also confused by this unexpected incident. Isn't Figueros in close custody? Why did you come to the hall of the imperial meeting?

Harlan's face was pale and cold. He knew that there was no room for retreat now. He insisted with a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, it is true that the Normans were exterminated by the Northwest Falcon Empire. But it does not mean that the Normans will not be from the northwest. Spy!

"And after all, this person is from the northwest, and he is quite dissatisfied with His Majesty the Emperor. If such a person mixes into the army, he will eventually develop into a cancer! Even if he is not eradicated, he must be closely supervised! This is the responsibility of your subordinates, and your Majesty will not If you agree, your subordinates will do the same.”

"This gentleman is talking nonsense. When I was fighting bloody battles with the Slavs in the north for the empire, I didn't know what this gentleman was doing? He was righteous and justified. What is honest and fair often hides ugliness, and It's the most ugly and disgusting scene. The more you speak openly, the more I doubt your dirty intentions." Figueros was trembling slightly because of such an unfounded crime. arrest

"Okay, I will investigate this matter thoroughly! Mr. Longda, go and bring me the documents!"

The young emperor of Gaul waved his hand impatiently and said to a white-haired veteran next to him. His eyes were not focused on the right or wrong of this matter. What he saw was the thorough investigation of spies in the northwest. In the past month, the confidence of the people of the empire has been greatly boosted, the empire's finances have been enriched, the imperial army is gradually recovering, and the good news of the northern war has spread frequently. This is what an imperial emperor needs to pay attention to, as for right or wrong. Is there anyone who has been wronged that an emperor should care about?

A white-haired minister walked over, took the document from Figueros's hand unceremoniously, looked at Figueros condescendingly, and groaned in dissatisfaction, "What an ungrateful guy. How can a soldier of the empire do this? How dare he barge into the emperor’s imperial meeting without being detained for questioning!”

"What is your name?" Figueros raised his head. With angry eyes,

"Londa, Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs!" The white-haired minister completely ignored his anger. In his eyes, there were such ant-like existences. He curled his nose and mouth with disdain, "Why, do you still want to join me?" The slander is not enough, but you dare to question the superior in such a tone. It seems that the punishment of imprisonment is still too light. If it were before, he would be dragged out and beheaded! "

The young emperor took the document from Ronda, frowned slightly, and waved to Figueros, "What are you doing standing there, get out! I don't like such rude people!" Seeing Figueros walking out of the hall, the young emperor The emperor just opened the document in his hand, and after just one glance, the young emperor's face suddenly turned pale, and the hand holding the document suddenly opened, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily, "Asshole, how is this possible! Nagu How could the battle of Germany fail?"

"Pop" The document slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground. The young emperor felt nausea in his internal organs. He hurriedly lowered his head and vomited, but nothing could be vomited out. For a moment, my abdomen was turbulent, the cramping pain was unbearable, and there was a stabbing pain in my head, as if there were thousands of sharp needles stuck in my forehead. The young emperor's whole body was in a morbid state of trembling. He finally couldn't hold on any longer and hit his forehead deeply on the table where the map was placed.

"Crack"

Seeing the blood on the emperor's forehead, the ministers were completely panicked and hurriedly shouted to the guards

"The Battle of Naguld failed?"

Intelligence Minister Harlan also pretended to be shocked. He had already guessed from just now that the only way a prisoner could enter the heavily guarded imperial meeting hall was that woman. He secretly admired that woman's arrangement. , let a death row prisoner deliver it, even if His Majesty kills the messenger in a fit of rage, it won’t be a big deal!

"Where is that man just now? Catch him, he must be sent by the enemy!"

The Emperor of Gaul had begun to show his madness, with blood on his forehead, struggling to support his body, his eyes full of madness, his throat twitching violently, and he shouted loudly with an indistinct voice. , with a sinister look like a wolf about to eat people.

This stimulus was too great for him. The failure of the Battle of Naguld undoubtedly showed that the empire's strategy must be readjusted, especially the death of tens of thousands of troops. It was a heavy blow to this hyperactive patient, and the number of people destroyed was There is an army of ten thousand, of which there are more than 30,000 in the Imperial Guard alone, and other troops are also experienced troops, the true elite of the empire! After this battle, the Imperial Northern Army suffered immeasurable losses.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty fainted! "In full view of everyone, the young Emperor of Gaul was paralyzed on the ground like a pile of mud. He could only breathe and couldn't even open his eyes. The white-haired Ronda quickly ran to the door. "Quick, quick. Get those guys! "Countless guards' swords were placed on Figueros' neck. Figueros stopped innocently. At this moment, a whole group of guardsmen ran towards the hall from outside.

Walking at the front was a beautiful woman, wearing a slender and tight-fitting hunting suit, and riding boots that had not yet been replaced. Her hair and body were wet from the morning mist of the night. Just a glance, Figueros. You can be sure that this woman is the woman we just saw in the prison.

"Surround them all, and we must not let anyone go!" Julia Algernon didn't look at him at all. Instead, she raised the riding crop in her hand and shouted in a crisp voice. The following guards immediately surrounded the imperial meeting. hall,

"Algernon Julia, what do you want to do! You have been ordered by the Emperor to be under house arrest. Do you want to rebel?" The white-haired Deputy Military Minister Ronda asked loudly with an ugly face

"Rebellion? It is you who are rebelling! You threatened the Emperor, so that the Emperor fainted in the imperial meeting. From now on, until the investigation is clear, you gentlemen cannot leave the hall, otherwise..." Algernon Julia's pretty face was cold, and her voice paused. She drew the sword at her waist and slashed at the pine wood next to her. The pine wood as big as a bowl was cut off by the sword. It felt like cutting a head.

"You!" Deputy Military Minister Ronda was trembling with anger, but he couldn't speak!