Fairy’s Box

Tiandu - Eternal City

The gate of Yongle Palace was open, and under the dim light, Emperor Romulus was sitting on a throne, and in front of him was an imperial table covered with white satin. It was piled up with documents, and the emperor leaned on the desk looking tired, instructing the documents sent from various regions, sighing painfully from time to time.

There was a wide-backed armchair next to the throne, and Queen Sharan, who was wearing a long purple court dress with bare shoulders, sat on it generously, quietly watching her husband's instructions.

The empire has no regulations that the harem is not allowed to engage in politics, and there are only regulations that the emperor and the empress are respected (although the queen basically does not care about state affairs).

"Is Your Majesty worried about the foundation of the empire?" Queen Shalan frowned at the document and asked softly.

"Most of the country's wings are broken, how can I not feel heartache." The emperor heard the sound and held his beloved wife's plain hand, closed his eyes in pain, and let out a heavy sigh again, looking ten years older than before the war.

There are many national foundations on Roservia's face, such as old-fashioned nobles, upstarts in gold power, scholars and mages, as well as Dr. Goblin who maintains "the coexistence of humans and fairies", as well as the most steadfast royalist knights.

These groups are the backbone of the empire. It seems to be a situation in which the emperor and many parties jointly rule the world. When we look deeper, it is actually a derivative of the co-governance of the emperor and the knight. Effective control and co-governance between monarchs and ministers are the basic principles of Augustus in dealing with his knights. Therefore, after several major turmoils in the empire, they can recover from the catastrophe and continue to restore order.

Roservia's territory is too vast, and the administrative system of the empire is difficult to penetrate into the grassroots, and at the current financial level, it cannot afford this price. Therefore, many things at the grassroots level depend on self-governance, and any natural disaster knight has a detached status in the local area, and there is no problem in interfering with the decisions of the grassroots.

Helping the empire to maintain grassroots rule, acting as an umbrella for disputes between citizens and goblins, recommending and supervising local talents and bureaucratic systems to make money by the way, this is the daily life of many unofficial or professional knights.

The knights who died in the Hundred Days Crusade had a large number of such existences. These people could be said to be loyal to the empire and the emperor. Now that they are all dead, the foundation of order has been dug up.

From this, it can be seen that a major turmoil originating from the grassroots is likely to break out in the empire in the future, and the evil gods outside the territory are only temporarily retreating, not completely defeated, and there will always be another day. The two great powers, the Pope and the Mage, are also restless. One is trying to establish the kingdom of God on earth, and the other is always thinking of replacing it with an empire.

Before the change, the two of them together would not blink the Emperor Romulus, but now the empire's national strength has been greatly damaged, and it is on the verge of an outbreak of internal trouble.

...

Since I was crowned, I have been doing my best to govern, vowing to recreate the prosperity and prosperity of the Jusius era. I have never been greedy for comfort, but the empire has declined after all... The thousand-year-old foundation left by the emperor is going to be in my hands. Is it dusk?

Thinking of this, the sadness in the emperor's eyes became more and more intense, and in front of his lover, he sighed for an unknown number of times.

"My Majesty, everything will pass. In the past 1300 years, no matter what kind of catastrophe she faced, Rosevia has always been able to survive. This time is the same, it is no different..."

Queen Sharan's voice was beautiful and pure, like a trickle of a clear spring, constantly comforting the supreme being who was in panic.

"I hope so."

His Majesty Romulus forcibly suppressed the haze in his heart, and turned his eyes back to the document in his hand, ready to continue to review, but was covered by his beloved wife's hand, and couldn't help but wonder:

"Saran, why are you doing this?"

"Your Majesty's mood is not suitable for reviewing, let's talk about happy things." The queen blinked her bright eyes.

"Everything has been going bad recently, how can there be any happiness." The emperor couldn't help but smile, his mood relaxed a lot.

"Yes, haven't the three eagles of the empire been rescued?" Her Majesty Shalan twisted her beauty, recalled their names one by one, and stammered:

"Luya Inbas, Genevieve Philip Tudor, and...Ale...Ale..."

"Are Bernstein!" The Emperor couldn't help but reminded.

"Yes, yes, and him!" The queen showed a bright smile.

"Oh, it's a pity Casper..." His Majesty Romulus recalled the voice and smile of his former general, and his heart ached again.

"The deceased has passed away, let's talk about the eagle's destination." Her Majesty Shalan continued to interfere with the emperor's thoughts.

"Because of the Bass and Tudor lines, the family is powerful and must be reused. Although the Bernstein family is in the middle of the fall, it has been loyal for generations and should be reused." His Majesty the Supreme gave his beloved wife an ambiguous answer.

"How to use it, where to use it? Make it clear!" The queen obviously didn't intend to let her husband just get away with it, and hugged his arm and kept shaking.

Unable to resist the entanglement of his beloved wife, His Majesty Romulus had to tell the whole story:

"Genevieve is quite talented, works well, and can be used anywhere. I plan to train him to be a major general. If he can make great achievements in the future, it will not be too difficult to seal a foreign territory."

"Where's Luya?" Also female, Queen Sharan was more interested in this female knight.

"Luya Inbas, this little girl has some talents, but she is too arrogant and belligerent, and she is dismissive of ordinary people. It needs to be tempered and tempered so that she can use her temperament."

As a monarch who is determined to rejuvenate, His Majesty Romulus must know more about his future ministers, and spend his time trying to figure out his character. As far as his analysis of Genevieve and Luya is concerned, this emperor can be regarded as He is a wise man.

"Where are you going to use her?" the queen asked.

The emperor's expression was icy cold with a hint of grimness, his eyes twinkled with brilliance, and he spit out syllables that sounded like gold and stone:

"Suppress the rebellion!"

"Are you ready to deal with the chaos in the future? This girl's personality is quite suitable, Your Majesty is indeed wise!" Queen Shalan deliberately made an expression of admiration, her eyes shining brightly at him.

"Hahaha!" It turned out that the emperor liked this trick of his beloved wife very much.

"Where's Yale Bernstein?"

"This kid is Casper's disciple. He wants to be good at military use, and he is educated in the same classical tradition as the royal family. He pays attention to revenge by blood relatives. The hatred of foreign evil gods can be said to be bloodless. In the future, I plan to let him inherit Casper. what Pere did."

"Using troops from outside the territory." Queen Shalan narrowed her beautiful eyes.

"Well, before that, you have to hone and hone with your heart." Emperor Romulus showed a hesitant look on his face, and said slowly: "But how I plan to hone, I haven't thought about it clearly."

"I have a good idea."

"But it doesn't matter."

Queen Sharan turned and walked towards the large map of Rosevia behind her, stretched out her thin white fingers, and pointed at the location of Celtic Island in the northwest corner of the map, and said with a smile:

"here!"

The emperor looked at it intently, and immediately frowned:

"Glamorgan?"

"This cursed land is not an Outland for the Empire. If you can handle this land well, you will be qualified to fight in Outland. Let him try it out." The Queen whispered softly.

"It makes sense." Emperor Romulus agreed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m. to read.)