The injustice system and the war-mad me

"They are so enthusiastic."

These days, various envoys have been coming, one after another.

Every time I come, I bring a sea of ​​supplies and a mountain of gold and silver, and I don’t know what I’m doing.

but--

Free money, don't want it for nothing.

Shu Yichao naturally happily accepted the offer for the iron pagoda, which was bound to be very expensive in the future.

"Go and receive her." Shu Yichao said to Sophia, and then he happily continued to burn Willis City.

After all, there had just been a heavy rain, and there were rivers everywhere in Willis City, so the progress of burning the city was slightly delayed.

Many things had to be dragged out to dry before being burned.

"The Supreme Saint."

"The Invincible Caesar."

"The great priest king."

"The Lord's favorite Khitan warrior."

"Conqueror of Europe and Asia."

"The demigod who has his feet on all the seas and lands of the world."

"Humble mortal, we offer you our respect, including soul and body, which is as subtle as dust..."

Envoys from all over the country bowed their heads as soon as they entered the camp, and did not dare to take a deep breath. After singing a long song, they gingerly presented a long list of gifts.

Sophia looked at the gift happily.

Colorful draperies, various ivory, gold, silver and gemstone ornaments, luxurious silks woven with gold and silver threads, sparkling and crystal clear perfume bottles, historical scrolls...

"I will accept it on Caesar's behalf."

Sophia tucked the gift list into her sleeves.

"You go back."

This kind of practice of only accepting gifts, not to mention doing things, and not even allowing conversation, if compared to other countries, these envoys would probably jump up and down on the spot.

But at this moment, no one expressed any dissatisfaction.

No one felt aggrieved that the person who received him was just a little girl, and felt that he had been slighted.

On the contrary, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

After walking out of the tent, the envoys all looked at each other with smiles.

Caesar of Khitan, he took money!

What does this mean?

This shows that Caesar from Khitan has no plans to drag out any princes to death for the time being.

Isn't this good news?

After all, looking back at Shu Yichao's past actions, if he had planned to kill someone, he would have already mounted his horse, drawn his strong bow, and picked up his scimitar right now -

I rushed towards whose city it was!

As long as he doesn't come to attack the city, nothing can be said.

Isn't it just money?

give him!

Even if the coffin board and dowry are given away, and the small treasury is drained, as long as this god of plague can be sent away, even if he can only drink mush for the next few years, it will be worth it.

The group of travelers now put aside their nationality prejudices and past grievances, and discussed with each other how to make Shu Yichao happy.

"Since you are a knight, you should like good horses."

“There is a three-meter-tall horse in the Plantagenet Kingdom—find a way to get it for him.”

"As for armor...the Duke of Milan should have good products."

"Get it too, put on all kinds of patterns and gold and silver trimmings. The more beautiful and gorgeous it is, the better."

"As for antiques... I wonder if the Pope and the Archbishop have any good ones."

"Or look for the Emperor of Sheno and the King of Iris——"

"People of Zeleiya, have you settled Norma's debt?" someone asked the Zeleiya envoy.

Although this time the Zelaiya people succeeded in making great contributions to the Khitan Caesar.

But everyone is a sensible person. Their master has done all kinds of things, and no one is cleaner than anyone else.

What happened before could not guarantee Zelaiya's safety from Shu Yichao's hands.

You know, apart from Willis, the Norma Empire owes the most to Zheliya.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zelaiya's envoy blew his beard and glared: "We are the loyal subjects of His Majesty Caesar——"

"The master needs pocket money to manage his vassals, can that be called a debt?"

"That's what we should give!"

"Oh——" Everyone understood.

The whole city of Zelaiya is probably burning IOUs in full swing.

"By the way, does he like beautiful women?" Someone interrupted.

"Would you like to find some..."

"It's not easy." The other envoys shook their heads: "What if you are of low birth and make Khitan Caesar angry——"

"As for those whose ancestors have noble blood, my master originally wanted to persuade her, but he frightened the girl of that family and fainted on the spot."

"Then I wake up crying so hard..."

"If I really send it away, I'm afraid it will cause bad things."

"How about the dancer in the desert? It's full of exotic customs..."

"She is originally from a foreign land. What if she is actually a village girl from that country?"

The envoys were in a lively discussion.

The envoy of the Shengnuo Empire felt that he seemed to be out of tune with them.

Thinking of the so-called "courtship letter" in the luggage, written by the master himself, decorated with roses and scented with fragrance...

I always feel like if I just walk in like this——

Quite bald.

Especially the Khitan Caesar is young, and the age of his own master...

If people take this as a humiliation.

Gee.

Forget it, just pretend it doesn't happen.

The envoy from the Shengnuo Empire immediately began to wonder where to get the gifts.

But there are exceptions.

[You have been diplomatically insulted by Bothuania. ]

Shu Yichao: "?"

This big wave is not over yet, is it?

Constantine XI, who had returned to Constantinople and was preparing to deal with the properties left by the nobles, felt that he had almost lost his temper with Pothuania.

"bed bugs!"

"Rubbish!"

"waste!"

"idiot!"

"You are the most hateful cancer in the world!"

"The Lord will never forgive you!"

"If that hateful savage doesn't stop his brutal behavior."

"Then when all the Holy Knights come with the punishment of heaven, everything will be judged."

"It's so annoying." Constantine XI threw away the letter and stroked his forehead helplessly.

Every time I come here it’s basically a bunch of nonsense, but I have to read it, after all, it’s also a letter from a powerful country in the north.

If you don't read it, wouldn't it be a wasted opportunity to communicate with each other if there is something important?

"Eh--"

In the end, Constantine XI could only sigh helplessly.

Chapter 72 - Blood Rose

"It's gone."

After watching Shu Yichao and his thousands of cavalry, drifting away in the rising dust——

All the messengers could not help but burst into tears.

Their master has escaped through various routes in these days.

Those who have relatives in foreign countries will hide in foreign countries and live temporarily, and they will not hesitate to cross the ocean for this purpose.

Those who have a deep mountain fortress can sneak into the castle with their cronies, even if the castle leaks both wind and water.

If there is a secret passage in the cellar at home, the whole family will move into it. After stocking up with enough drinking water and food, they will hide in it and pray every day.

The disciples left these messengers behind to face the extremely dangerous whip of God.

Only those who really can't escape will bite the bullet and stay in the Apennine Peninsula——

For example, the current Grand Duke of Milan.

He was originally just a mercenary. This grand duke was self-proclaimed after he robbed Milan a few years ago. His position was not stable to begin with.

If he sneaks away to a foreign country at this time, half of his life's struggle will be lost.

So he could only hide in the military camp, never leaving his armor and sword in his hand, and tried every means to give gifts and build relationships to prevent Shu Yichao from beating him up on a whim.

so far so good.

The days when everyone was terrified were finally over.

The astronomical gifts they sent out finally satisfied the Khitan Caesar.

"We must have a good banquet tonight."

"Get drunk comfortably for a while."

"Sleep tight!"

The messengers were extremely happy and felt that they were simply saints who could turn the tide.

Presumably, compared with the pope in history who successfully persuaded another Pope to take away the Scourge of God, he was no less generous.

As for who Shu Yichao will harm next.

They just don't care.

There is wine now and you are drunk now, no matter what is right or wrong in front of the door.

However, what they didn't know was that Shu Yichao's departure had nothing to do with the gifts they donated.

Because when playing games, Shu Yichao had a very average attitude towards AI giving money.

It would be nice of you to give it to me.

But you don’t give—