Realm of Power

How can it be so diverse! "Tirnat's pale face was hideous and terrifying. His huge eyes reminded the person in charge of South Street of a colleague in front of him. Because of his poor performance, he was hung from the city gate by the new city guard and exposed to the sun for three days. When I put it down at night, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. My body was shaking like chaff.

"Trash!" Tillnarant looked at his pale subordinates angrily, pacing in the hall with a gloomy face, and finally stopped and asked, "Where are the people who are following that damn fat man? Do they have any news?"

"They. They

"The person in charge of South Street sobbed,

"What on earth are they doing?" The strange look on the face of the person in charge of South Street made Tiernarant furious. If he hadn't considered that this person was a confidant he brought from the Tier family, he would have been dragged down and punished.

"Their bodies were found in a secret place on South Street. It must have been the hands of Samour's guards!" the person in charge of South Street wiped the sweat from the head of the mountain with his hand, and said with a depressed voice, "Adults also know , these Samor guards are all elites in the army, not only have superb combat skills, but many of them are Orions and are good at tracking and hiding. Just the few of us can't compete with them!"

"South Street! It's South Street again! Does Fatty Samour also know the existence of that thing!" Thinking of that thing falling into the hands of Fatty Samour, Tiernarant's pale face turned blood red.

"The talons of the falcon never fail!" Tillnarant suddenly remembered this proverb, and his expression suddenly changed.

"No, absolutely not!" Tyrnarant's face was ferocious, and he suddenly picked up the quill pen from the desk, quickly wrote on the frosted paper specially used to convey orders, then folded them up and stamped his own postmark with red wax. " Send this to Marquis Wen Feng's residence."

With a solemn expression, Tiernarant handed the document to the person in charge of South Street and said sternly, "Tell Marquis Wenze that the thing may have fallen into the hands of the Falcon! The hurricane must act immediately! Regardless of life or death, the things and people must be chased. return!"

"Marquis Wenze!" The face of the person in charge of South Street changed slightly. Marquis Wenze is the general affairs officer of the Kyoto Intelligence Department. He is His Majesty the King's most loyal dog. As long as the royal family gives him a wink, this loyal dog will not hesitate. It pounces on it and bites the target into pieces.

"What are you still doing?" Tirnarant said with an angry expression. The person in charge of South Street took the document from Tirnarant with a hesitant expression, ran out of the hall at a trot, and took the horse from the guard outside. Reining the horse, he turned over neatly, raised a puff of smoke and disappeared into the distance.

The fat man led the guards to protect Tipati Luther as he came out of the south gate of Cresto. The heavy rain gradually turned into tiny raindrops.

The warm monsoon in April blows on the face with moist water vapor, giving people a refreshing feeling. Wild flowers bloom all over the mountains and hills, green pine forests sway in the breeze, and clear lakes sparkle under the rainbow light. Under the colorful light, Tipati Irene, who was accompanying the carriage, poked her head out of the carriage and looked at the beautiful scenery of the south with an intoxicated face, completely forgetting that she was fleeing and migrating.

The fat man stopped at a fork in the road outside the city and pointed to the wide commercial road leading to the south. "Go all the way south from here to Natuluk Town. There is the nearest branch of the Business Alliance there. You only need to take me." I’ll give you the ring, and they will fulfill my promise. I believe you will already be sitting in the business alliance’s deacon position next time we meet! Don’t say you don’t know me then!”

"Sir! What are you talking about? Without my lord, I, Tipati Luther, would not even be able to leave Kyoto!" When Tipati Luther saw that the fat man had no plans to leave behind, the doubts he had been raising in his heart finally finally Dissipated, he said with a joyful smile, many families had offered to help him in the past, but most of them came for the family's bloody golden eggs. There were almost no people like Fatty who kept their promises.

"Let's go! If my estimate is right, the Kyoto City Guards will send people to catch up soon!" The fat man waved to Tipati Luthor

"Sir!" Tipati Luther did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked hesitant and seemed to have made a huge determination. He fumbled around in his arms for a while and took out a red light ball from his arms.

It is the heirloom of the Tipati family, the "bloody golden ball!"

Tipati Luther said with a serious face, "Please accept this, sir! It is also the wish of my Tipati family!"

"Haha. What does this mean?" The fat man couldn't help but feel funny when he saw Tipati Luther taking out the bloody golden ball again, and waved his arm towards Tipati Luther.

"I told you, I'm not interested in this thing! Although the Safin ruby ​​is precious, it is no different from trash in my eyes, and it is the heirloom of your Tipati family and the symbol of your Tipati family!"

"No, sir! I think you misunderstood" Tipati Luther showed a trace of hesitation on his face, secretly feeling guilty for hiding the fat man.

"The value of the bloody golden ball is not itself! It's this!" Tipati Luthor's face was mysterious. As he spoke, he used the little finger of his right hand to rotate slightly on the golden base of the bloody golden ball.

Snap, a crisp sound of the mechanism clicking. The base of the blood-colored gold ball shows a small four-slot, and the golden female scrolls are stacked on top of each other. He asked half-heartedly, "What is this?" The fat man's face was full of surprise. The keen-eyed fat man found exactly five pictures. He didn't expect that the base of the bloody golden ball had such a mystery.

The pictures and texts on the five mysterious golden scrolls made Fatty feel a weird feeling that was hard to describe.

"This is the secret of the bloody golden ball! The Jinkui Seal Scroll passed down from the royal family of Wikiya" Tippati Luthor whispered and carefully picked it up with his fingers. A golden scroll jumped out of the four slots like a living thing. Coming out, Tipati Luther looked at the golden scroll with a complicated expression.

This golden scroll is the biggest secret of the Tipati family. The last time I opened the scroll, it was eighty years ago. In that era of great changes, everything has changed in the blink of an eye. Such a precious treasure has reached my own... In the hands of this generation, it has become the family’s talisman.

Seeing the confused look in Fatty's eyes, Tipati Luther explained with a cautious expression, "These are the golden seals that represent the identity of the elector family. There are five in total, representing the five elector families! Each one is hereditary. Inheritance!”

Tipati Luther carefully took out one of the scrolls with a look on his face and spread it out in front of the fat man. The scroll with the coat of arms of the North Wind Banshee inlaid with gold thread looked particularly dazzling.

"The northern banshee of the Stian family!" The fat man narrowed his eyes. He knew the most powerful opponent in the north very well. The family was like the ever-uncertain Bei Feng, who always seemed to be involved in conspiracy and betrayal. Involved together,

The first generation head of the family was an important minister of the Sakul dynasty in the northern part of Wikiya. When the royal capital was besieged, he defected and opened the gate of Kokyodu, which led to the destruction of the Sakuul dynasty. After being included in Wikiya, He also always plays a disgraceful role in many important events.

Seeing the surprised expression on the fat man's face, Tipati Luther said calmly, "Many people thought that the gift given by the Wentun family to the Tipati family was a huge Safin ruby. In fact, they were all wrong. Back then, the Wentun family The real gift was these five golden seals. At that time, the Wentun brothers in the south controlled most of the south, and the Kyoto royal family was in danger. All the noble lords thought that the dynasty was about to change.

The other four electors secretly signed an alliance with Wentun and took out the family's hereditary Jinkui seal as a guarantee. Unexpectedly, the Stian family in the north, the Jones family in the north and the Duai family in the center suddenly rebelled, which led to the sudden rebellion. The Wentun family was defeated in the final battle, and our Tipati family was also implicated.

Because the Golden Barrier Seal Scroll is a sensitive thing, the other three families thought that they had been destroyed by the war along with the Wentun family! No one knew that the Wentun family, who felt something was wrong, intervened at the last moment. Important physical evidence has given us the Tipati family, and the Jinwang Seal has the authority to overthrow the royal family. I believe that this is the reason why you value my status as an elector! "

The fat man had been listening quietly, looking at Tipati Luther's desolate expression, and could feel the tragic situation that the Tipati family had suffered for decades. It is conceivable that under the supervision of the three major duke families in the kingdom, , To preserve good things, the Tipati family has already paid too much.

Tipati Luther sighed and handed the bloody golden ball containing the golden barrier seal scroll to the fat man's hand. He said with a determined expression, "I have also figured it out during this time. This thing is in the hands of Tipati who has no strength." In the hands of the family, it will only bring disaster, I believe the adults are its real owners!”

"So, thank you very much!" The fat man put the bloody golden ball into the saddle bag of the war horse, and waved to Tipati Luthor's carriage that was gradually going away. He stopped until the carriage became a small black dot on the road. Cross the horse's head,

"Sir, where are we going now?" a Samor guard asked. The fat man was about to go back to the camp when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from a distance. The fat man looked over in surprise, and saw a black line coming from the vast field. Rising above the horizon, horses' hooves rumbled, and the dust in the sky was like a sandstorm rising from the ground.

"Oops, sir! The Guards Knights from Kyoto are coming after me!" A bloodstained Samor Guards rode a horse from the flank and reported to the fat man hurriedly, "I am the sixth squad in charge of the rear guards. Vice-captain Hvind, we were just now Behind them, a cavalry force of about 2,000 people was found to be chasing them quickly along the road. Judging from the flag, it was the Knights Guards of the Kyoto royal family. Captain Lawrence had already led the team to lead them to the pine forest on the west side. He also invited Sir, retreat to the outer city camp immediately!"

"Knights of Kyoto! They came so fast!" The urgent situation in front of him made Fatty take a breath. Although he knew that there would be pursuers in Kyoto, he didn't expect that they would come so fast, let alone that even the Knights of Kyoto would come. Sent out, the Kyoto Knights are the Royal Guards. They are well-equipped and extremely powerful in combat. They are not comparable to those no-name troops in Kyoto. Kyoto sent out this elite of the elite, obviously because they don’t want the fat man to leave alive.

Don't hesitate now,

"Turn left! Go to Kyoto New City Camp!" The fat man shouted to the guards behind him. He whipped the horse whip in his hand and the war horse accelerated and galloped.