Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1743 The eldest prince wants to rebel

"Although, maybe... Well, we made some disturbances, which ignited the fuse of the people of the Delos Empire." Feng Ying happily took a mouthful of cumin mutton skewers, her slightly pursed red lips were glossy, Said: "But it seems that it is still a little short of the grand scene that Ludmila's sister thought about."

The truth and the death list of the Imperial Arena are like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of many families, blood dripping, and the pain is so painful that the soul is numb.

Except for a small number of families who really can't afford to raise their children, so they send their children away to beg for food.

Most parents still feel that the benevolent lords have a chance to make a fortune by taking their children into private soldiers.

No matter how bad it is, even if they serve as servants for the nobles, the children can still eat their own food.

Therefore, I don't expect the child to be well-clothed in the future, and to return to his hometown, but at least he will be safe and sound... But now the news is that he is dead!

And what makes them most angry is not "death", but that death is completely worthless.

People are mortal, but children are not sacrificed on the great road of defending their home and country, but are forced to participate in the dirty and bloody competitions of the nobles. The death is not honorable, but meaningless.

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First, Ozma, the apostle of chaos, shattered the defenses of Veltalon, and then Celia, the eldest princess, conducted experiments that violated human ethics.

Since the new year, the Delos Empire seems to be in chaos and disasters all the time, and it is difficult to have a few days of peace and tranquility.

Some scholars with a keen sense of smell suddenly discovered that the current situation of the empire is so coincidentally similar to the Perus Empire, which was severely damaged by the dark jihad hundreds of years ago.

The last blow to pierce the big ship of the Perus Empire was Falmeria IV's attempt to divert domestic conflicts, tear up the peace treaty and attack Xuzu, but the expedition was defeated!
So who will launch the final blow to penetrate the Delos Empire?
"Everything is in my plan, absolutely no problem." Ye Lin smiled confidently, calmly, and continued to grill the lamb skewers in his hand.

But his confident appearance made Qianying and Yimiwu very curious.

If they fight and kill, they can be quick and easy, but only a erudite can gain a clear insight into the overall situation of the world, and they really can't use their brains.

For example, right now, everyone thinks that some big waves have been stirred up, but there seems to be a clear gap between sister Ludmila's dream.

The empire has accumulated power for a long time, and it still has a mountainous oppressive force on ordinary people.

The emotions of a small number of people are indignant, how can they match the huge imperial machine.

Ye Lin added a few more pieces of charcoal, without pretending to be profound, and asked, "Think about it carefully, after Leon let the eldest princess Celia take the blame for himself in order to clear himself from various experiments, the most flustered person Who could it be?"

"It should be the eldest prince Fann Franz." Hiate suddenly thought of something, her beautiful eyes lit up, so it was so.

Emperor Leon Hainrich III of the Delos Empire, 42 years old, can be said to be in the prime of life, full of energy, and pays great attention to rest and health preservation.

If there are no accidents in his life, he still has at least 30 years of time to squander. Taking Leon's strong desire to dominate, the throne that symbolizes the pinnacle of power will not be replaced for 30 years.

Even if he gets benefits from the experiment and prolongs his life, he even wants to become an emperor who will never fall for a hundred years!
However, this is not good news for Prince Fan En who is still in the Grayland Desert and has already broken his face with his father. How can there be a 60-year-old prince in the world?
Even if Leon would only beat his son a little bit and would not see bloody weapons, after all, Fan En was still the legitimate prince of the empire in name, the heir of the eldest son, and his roots among the nobles were actually deeper than that of the eldest princess.

If the prince dies, there will indeed be no heirs under his knees... only the second princess who was kidnapped by the rebels and insulted the royal family's reputation, or the third princess who lost her goal and became a salted fish?
However, from Fann's point of view, what would he think? Known as the face of the empire, a diplomatic envoy, the sister who has always liked to perform well in front of her father since she was a child, now she just abandons it .

My sister has the ability to tinker with those experiments?

Prince Fann knew it was nonsense when he thought about it with his toes. It was purely the disaster of the pretender caused by Ozma, which caused many research projects of the empire to be hidden and could only be made public.

So the moment Leon decided to take the blame on the eldest princess Celia and take the blame for himself, he became another "pretender".

"Many meetings have been held in the Delos Royal Council Hall. Leon deliberately asked about the health of his father-in-law, Marquis Aswan, and issued an order to let the eldest prince return to the city capital." Ye Lin had a meaningful look, and he exchanged a glance with Hiat.

Ozma is also in chaos, and Lyon is gradually calming domestic conflicts and smoothing out all unstable factors.

"It's burnt!" Mai Lu's face was slightly anxious, she wanted to reach out but was afraid of being burned, the flames were strong.

"What's fuzzy? Mahjong?" Ye Lin, who was sighing and sighing, felt a little strange, and then smelled a burnt smell.

I added a few pieces of charcoal just now, and I went to talk about my plan, and the meat skewers were mushy.

"Foresight and insight, he is worthy of being the leader of a first-class force." Yimi Wu praised, nibbling on an apple.

Although taking off the gothic dress can save a few pounds, in order to prevent her from becoming a fat little girl, Yi Miwu decided to lose weight and become a vegetarian.

"Oh, look at this skewer of mutton, which is half fat and half thin. It's grilled with oil, and the seasoning is just right." Yuena's slender fingers held a fragrant meat skewer, and dangled it in front of Yimiwu. Go, triumphantly.

"Yellow-faced woman, don't go too far!" Yimi Wu took a big bite of the apple viciously, as if this was Yuena's thick skin.

"It's not right, it's strange, why do you guys never stop eating, but you don't gain weight, and your skin is still maintained so well."

"No way." Yelin shook his head, and touched Hiate's soft waist and fat with a pair of oily paws, "Missy used to be tall and slender, with a beautiful and refined temperament, but now she is fat and plump."

"Shameless! Get out."

Hiat glared at him. You don't need to wash your hands with grease stains and emotionally soiled clothes.

The demure and gentle curator at the side pursed his lips and smiled slightly. Although the two got married, their daily life remained unchanged.

"Curator~" Ye Lin looked aggrieved, being scolded by his wife, he dared not retaliate, so he went to his "mother" to express his grievances and ask for comfort. ↓
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Ashland Desert, Northern City Aswan
The eldest prince received a mysterious visitor, mainly this person... Wearing a jar head with beautiful patterns, he couldn't see his true face clearly.

"Earth pot?"

He had heard from his sister Isabella that there was a strange archaeological expedition team in Hutton Mar, the capital of freedom, selling pocket jars excavated from various ancient ruins, and all members covered their true faces with jar heads.

But because most of the jars are full of junk equipment, only a few small best items can be found occasionally, causing adventurers to love and hate them.

Everyone is eager to get rich overnight, but the goddess of luck may not necessarily favor it.

"You are actually from the empire?" The eldest prince had a coat of arms in the style of the Delos Empire's emblem in his hand. If the other party hadn't taken out this thing, he would not have seen an inexplicable can head.

This gold-backed and silver-decorated coat of arms represents the earthen jar in front of him. It used to be Emperor Leon's confidant, special envoy, and his status was very extraordinary.

"I have the information and the truth about the test site of the Bilmark Empire." The earthen pot directly expressed the intention of coming. Back then, Leon sacrificed Earl Hirons with a trick of li instead of peach, but the truth will not be buried by time.

"I don't know why." The eldest prince threw the badge on the table with a calm expression on his face. He would not easily trust a guy with a can.

"Halena, the former director of the Imperial Research Institute, is my lover." Earth Can suppressed his sadness and anger, and the head of the can could not see his expression clearly, but with his constantly trembling shoulders, it was obvious that he was extremely restless.

He originally reached a cooperation with Ophelia to jointly excavate the ancient ruins on the dead Skyveil giant beast. The information belongs to her, and the pocket jar belongs to himself.

But Xiaoyu took the eldest princess to find him, and after explaining the ins and outs, Tu Can immediately nodded in agreement, and the heart of revenge was rekindled.

　The curator has a pair of beautiful legs that are sensual and round, and the fat is as white as a ripe peach, and there is a black silk headband hanging on her ankle. She lifted the hem of her uniform and sat down slowly.

　　The small purse specially for storing his one-person membership fee is tight and elastic.

　　"Hmm~"

　　The ruddy and glossy lips are slightly opened, the breath is as blue as musk deer, and the beautiful eyes reveal a charming and intoxicating luster. The curator rises and falls rhythmically, the speed and strength all depend on her own preference.

　　"Mom, hungry~"

　　He is only responsible for Yelin, who is as hard as iron, with his mouth open like Astra, and then he smothers a big mouthful on the rich and greasy white fruit, greedy like a glutton, and devours it with a big mouthful. This thing is much more delicious than any mutton skewers.

　　“It smells so good~”

　　
　
(End of this chapter)