Sky Dragon Rider
Chapter 375 – Undercurrent
As one of the heirs to the future supreme ruler of the Slan Empire, the second prince Kelan Slan, the third prince Olki Slan and the fourth prince Veblen Slan, who had been assigned to the border of the empire early to practice, left at the same time After crossing the border, he rushed back to the imperial capital Delan City with a small team.
It revealed an unusual meaning, which made the military and political ministers who had just learned the news suspicious.
The news that His Majesty the Emperor of the Slan Empire was under a strange spell was only known to a few people, and even most of the servants, maids and guards present did not know about it, and among the members of the royal family, only the old Emperor Mayazzo, the Queen Mother The eldest princess Modai knew about it, but the rest of the princes and princesses didn't know about it.
If it is said that the three princes returning to the imperial capital without being summoned has nothing to do with the spell cast by His Majesty Cyril, I am afraid that even the military minister himself will not be able to convince himself.
Having presided over a country's military for more than [-] years, Duke Ocassie, who is as cunning as a fox, naturally cannot be a fuel-efficient lamp.
"Notify His Majesty Mayazzo, I, Adelaide, request an audience!"
The Minister of Military and Political Affairs did not continue to think deeply, but recruited royal guards.
The moon and stars are scarce, and except for the special places that only open at night, whether it is the workshop area, the commercial area, or the wealthy area in Delan City, it is already dead of night.
Only from time to time a small group of soldiers of the city defense army patrolling the night pass by on the street with lanterns, or there are strange figures or short-term fighting and screams in the depths of the dark alley from time to time. Powers clash with each other.
Day after day, year after year, where the radiance of the holy sun cannot shine, there will always be some people who are active in the shadows with their own special rules of survival.
A rare visitor came to the home of Langlin, the commander of the city defense army.
"Baron Kingsley, my son Rambo is thanks to your help, please come in."
The burly commander Langlin welcomed the distinguished guest into his home with a smile on his face.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, it just so happens that I have friendship with Mr. Lu Wen, the finance and tax official, so it's not difficult to arrange a ninth-class tax official for Rambo!"
Lovingly cared for.With a dark red short ponytail tied behind his head, the bloated Baron Kingsley smiled reservedly. He came on foot with only one entourage.It seems to be just a night walk, just passing by.
"My son, alas! He's not like me at all, but like my wife. He's so soft and weak. It's really frustrating. I wanted him to go to the city defense army to exercise and see if he can take it. My class, now it seems, can only rely on him."
Speaking of which.Commander Langlin couldn't help but sighed.
Everyone in Delan City knows that Lanbo, the son of Langlin, the commander of the city defense army, has inherited his father's youthful appearance except for his face shape, but his body has not inherited his father's burly and majestic figure at all.
For the sake of his son's future, the father was very concerned, and finally asked someone to arrange for him to be the lowest ninth-class tax official in the financial department of the empire.
Although he is only one rank higher than the tenth rank officials, at least he has the capital to continue to be promoted.
Tenth-class official to ninth-class official.This level of difference is as far away as a moat in the administrative system of the Islamic Empire. I don’t know how many old officials have worked to death, and they have no chance to be promoted to a higher level and become official officials of the empire.
Officials are like temporary workers or contract workers, while officials above the ninth grade are regular workers who enjoy all benefits.
"Young people always have their own future. It is useless for us elders to worry too much, just like my father. I once hoped that I could become a fair and strict judge, but now, I have become a logistics officer of the military department."
Baron Kingsley smiled and advised the father not to worry too much.
"You're right! My lord, you came to visit late at night. Could it be that my kid caused some trouble?"
After Commander Langlin invited this honored guest to take his seat, he suddenly became a little uneasy.I'm afraid that the other party has brought some bad news to Xingshi's door to inquire about the crime.
"No, no, no, Rambo is quite comfortable with my old friend. It seems that I have found the right person this time. Well, there is something. I want to ask your opinion."
Baron Kingsley's voice suddenly softened, and he smiled and nodded at Commander Langrin.
"Oh!"
Langlin blinked his eyes, waved to the servants knowingly, and said, "Go down! Close the door by the way!"
Several servants retreated immediately and gently closed the living room door, leaving only Langlin, Kingsley and his entourage behind.
Baron Kingsley nodded to his entourage. The entourage took out a strange object and softly chanted a few obscure syllables.
In the next second, a faint hemispherical magic barrier appeared in the living room, enveloping the three of them.
"Please say!"
Magic enchantment?The commander of the city defense army realized that the other party's topic might surprise him, but in fact it was exactly what he thought.
"Your Majesty is under a spell, do you know?"
Kingsley leaned closer to Langlin, and deliberately lowered his voice.
"Uh, I know a little bit!"
Commander Langlin hesitated for a moment, but nodded.
"I heard that the spell cast by His Majesty is very vicious and weird. Neither the God of Art nor the Saint of Medicine in the Royal Shrine Hall can do anything about it. This means..."
Baron Kingsley suddenly kept silent. Langlin, who was able to climb to the post of commander of the city defense army, was definitely not an ordinary brat with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.
Talking to smart people is often just a matter of pointing to the end, saying more and making more mistakes, less saying and less mistakes, not saying it is good, especially when the attitude of the leader is not clear, the Lord Baron who came with a certain purpose is not Will exchange shallow words.
"His Majesty!"
Langlin's face turned pale suddenly, and then flushed again. He shook his head and said, "No, your majesty will be safe and sound. As a subject, you can't speak rashly!"
"I understand your situation, but you have to know that if your majesty is in the prime of life, it would be great if you can save yourself from danger, but there is still a contingency in everything, just in case, if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your son Rambo Think about it, although the ninth-class tax official is an official, he is still the youngest official! Official battles, I think you should also be someone who has experienced it."
Kingsley didn't say those deeper words, but was persuading like an enthusiastic friend.
"Hiss!~"
Langlin gasped, and had to say that the other party's words just hit the softest part of his heart.
As the other party said, he is now able to firmly control the city defense army of the imperial capital, and he walked over the bones of those opponents. Once he loses power and loses the position of city defense army commander, then his son will be very happy. It may be swallowed by those jealous officials until there is not even a bone left.
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It revealed an unusual meaning, which made the military and political ministers who had just learned the news suspicious.
The news that His Majesty the Emperor of the Slan Empire was under a strange spell was only known to a few people, and even most of the servants, maids and guards present did not know about it, and among the members of the royal family, only the old Emperor Mayazzo, the Queen Mother The eldest princess Modai knew about it, but the rest of the princes and princesses didn't know about it.
If it is said that the three princes returning to the imperial capital without being summoned has nothing to do with the spell cast by His Majesty Cyril, I am afraid that even the military minister himself will not be able to convince himself.
Having presided over a country's military for more than [-] years, Duke Ocassie, who is as cunning as a fox, naturally cannot be a fuel-efficient lamp.
"Notify His Majesty Mayazzo, I, Adelaide, request an audience!"
The Minister of Military and Political Affairs did not continue to think deeply, but recruited royal guards.
The moon and stars are scarce, and except for the special places that only open at night, whether it is the workshop area, the commercial area, or the wealthy area in Delan City, it is already dead of night.
Only from time to time a small group of soldiers of the city defense army patrolling the night pass by on the street with lanterns, or there are strange figures or short-term fighting and screams in the depths of the dark alley from time to time. Powers clash with each other.
Day after day, year after year, where the radiance of the holy sun cannot shine, there will always be some people who are active in the shadows with their own special rules of survival.
A rare visitor came to the home of Langlin, the commander of the city defense army.
"Baron Kingsley, my son Rambo is thanks to your help, please come in."
The burly commander Langlin welcomed the distinguished guest into his home with a smile on his face.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, it just so happens that I have friendship with Mr. Lu Wen, the finance and tax official, so it's not difficult to arrange a ninth-class tax official for Rambo!"
Lovingly cared for.With a dark red short ponytail tied behind his head, the bloated Baron Kingsley smiled reservedly. He came on foot with only one entourage.It seems to be just a night walk, just passing by.
"My son, alas! He's not like me at all, but like my wife. He's so soft and weak. It's really frustrating. I wanted him to go to the city defense army to exercise and see if he can take it. My class, now it seems, can only rely on him."
Speaking of which.Commander Langlin couldn't help but sighed.
Everyone in Delan City knows that Lanbo, the son of Langlin, the commander of the city defense army, has inherited his father's youthful appearance except for his face shape, but his body has not inherited his father's burly and majestic figure at all.
For the sake of his son's future, the father was very concerned, and finally asked someone to arrange for him to be the lowest ninth-class tax official in the financial department of the empire.
Although he is only one rank higher than the tenth rank officials, at least he has the capital to continue to be promoted.
Tenth-class official to ninth-class official.This level of difference is as far away as a moat in the administrative system of the Islamic Empire. I don’t know how many old officials have worked to death, and they have no chance to be promoted to a higher level and become official officials of the empire.
Officials are like temporary workers or contract workers, while officials above the ninth grade are regular workers who enjoy all benefits.
"Young people always have their own future. It is useless for us elders to worry too much, just like my father. I once hoped that I could become a fair and strict judge, but now, I have become a logistics officer of the military department."
Baron Kingsley smiled and advised the father not to worry too much.
"You're right! My lord, you came to visit late at night. Could it be that my kid caused some trouble?"
After Commander Langlin invited this honored guest to take his seat, he suddenly became a little uneasy.I'm afraid that the other party has brought some bad news to Xingshi's door to inquire about the crime.
"No, no, no, Rambo is quite comfortable with my old friend. It seems that I have found the right person this time. Well, there is something. I want to ask your opinion."
Baron Kingsley's voice suddenly softened, and he smiled and nodded at Commander Langrin.
"Oh!"
Langlin blinked his eyes, waved to the servants knowingly, and said, "Go down! Close the door by the way!"
Several servants retreated immediately and gently closed the living room door, leaving only Langlin, Kingsley and his entourage behind.
Baron Kingsley nodded to his entourage. The entourage took out a strange object and softly chanted a few obscure syllables.
In the next second, a faint hemispherical magic barrier appeared in the living room, enveloping the three of them.
"Please say!"
Magic enchantment?The commander of the city defense army realized that the other party's topic might surprise him, but in fact it was exactly what he thought.
"Your Majesty is under a spell, do you know?"
Kingsley leaned closer to Langlin, and deliberately lowered his voice.
"Uh, I know a little bit!"
Commander Langlin hesitated for a moment, but nodded.
"I heard that the spell cast by His Majesty is very vicious and weird. Neither the God of Art nor the Saint of Medicine in the Royal Shrine Hall can do anything about it. This means..."
Baron Kingsley suddenly kept silent. Langlin, who was able to climb to the post of commander of the city defense army, was definitely not an ordinary brat with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.
Talking to smart people is often just a matter of pointing to the end, saying more and making more mistakes, less saying and less mistakes, not saying it is good, especially when the attitude of the leader is not clear, the Lord Baron who came with a certain purpose is not Will exchange shallow words.
"His Majesty!"
Langlin's face turned pale suddenly, and then flushed again. He shook his head and said, "No, your majesty will be safe and sound. As a subject, you can't speak rashly!"
"I understand your situation, but you have to know that if your majesty is in the prime of life, it would be great if you can save yourself from danger, but there is still a contingency in everything, just in case, if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your son Rambo Think about it, although the ninth-class tax official is an official, he is still the youngest official! Official battles, I think you should also be someone who has experienced it."
Kingsley didn't say those deeper words, but was persuading like an enthusiastic friend.
"Hiss!~"
Langlin gasped, and had to say that the other party's words just hit the softest part of his heart.
As the other party said, he is now able to firmly control the city defense army of the imperial capital, and he walked over the bones of those opponents. Once he loses power and loses the position of city defense army commander, then his son will be very happy. It may be swallowed by those jealous officials until there is not even a bone left.
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