People are in the Ark, I am the mastermind behind them

"Now, it's your turn, Baron Creel"

The baron stood there, seemingly thinking about the meaning of the inner guard's words. He quickly reacted and crawled to the cabinet in front of the study.

The man opened the cabinet, and entire cabinets of gold and silver were scattered on the floor. Land deeds and banknotes were flying around the room. The luster of the jewelry almost covered up the brilliance of the Source Stone lamp.

"Look, I have money, lots and lots of money, and I'll give it all to Ursus, no, to you!"

Creel plopped down on his knees and began to kowtow until blood burst out from his forehead.

Lin He glanced at him with disgust. He couldn't imagine how many civilians had to be deprived and killed to accumulate this wealth.

"To a sharp blade, there is no difference between gems and gravel."

"Even if you still have a little bit of pride and shame as a noble, you should not use the empire's army to satisfy your own selfish desires."

"So, I will judge and I will execute"

"You villains who are more greedy than jackals are not even qualified to go to hell to repent."

With a creepy "click" sound, this clumsy and vicious conspirator ended his life.

His body was branded as an internal guard and then hung from the rafters until it stunk and no one dared to take it down.

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In the Holy Castle, the emperor of Ursus received local documents as usual.

"There was a rebellion in Chelyabinsk. The Kriel nobles led the private soldiers to suppress the rebellion of another nobleman. He was a meritorious minister."

Fyodor nodded. He wrote down the name and prepared to promote him at the appropriate time.

He put on civilian clothes and prepared to summon ministers to discuss the rebellion in Chelyabinsk.

When everyone arrived, Fyodor was keenly aware that something was wrong.

The ministers who were usually neither humble nor arrogant seemed a little afraid. They did not dare to look directly into their eyes, as if they were avoiding a tiger.

Chapter 15: Fanatic Internal Guard

In the hall where the great nobles held meetings, the style of the former emperor's period was still preserved. The whole hall looked grand and solemn. A huge oil painting of Ursus heroes hung on the wall, and a scimitar symbolizing royal power was carved on the dome. Above, a huge crystal chandelier illuminates the entire hall.

Fyodor realized that he was wearing the wrong clothes.

He has always been thrifty and his daily life is no different from that of a farmer.He rarely needed servants to serve him, and only had a few pieces of clothing all year round. In order to save money, he continued to use the ornaments and buildings left by the late emperor.

Today, the emperor focused entirely on local documents. He casually picked up a piece of clothing and hurried to the venue. It was only now that Feodor discovered his rashness.

This is an exquisite pure black coat. The collar and cuffs are decorated with gold and silver embroidery. On the chest, a double-headed eagle flutters its wings.

In the past few decades, the former emperor of Ursus had worn this dress all year round. He was like a black sun, weighing down the entire Ursus and unable to lift his head.

In the parliament, the active ministers were certainly aware of this change, and they had vague thoughts in their minds.

Is this indecisive new emperor who has great talent but no real achievements following the old path of the previous emperor?

"Now, let's start discussing the insurgency in the Chelyabinsk region"

Fyodor took out the paperwork slowly and turned his head to Count Sergei Mikhailovich.

"Minister Sergei, I want to thank you for the document you submitted to me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that there was such a noble named Creel who dared to lead a group of private soldiers to quell the rebellion."

Sergey was stunned for a moment, cold sweat broke out from his head. He didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

The normally chatty noble lowered his head, not daring to look at Fyodor.

"How do you think I should reward such a courageous noble?"

Yin and yang, this emperor is definitely yin and yang.Most of the nobles present knew the final outcome of the Baron named Creel. He almost ended his life in the most dishonorable way in Ursus.

"I...I don't know"

Sergei forced himself to raise his head. He looked at the smiling Feodor, but he felt so cold and chilling, as if the iron-blooded emperor who enveloped the entire Ursus had been resurrected.

He turned his head in horror and looked at the entrance of the hall, fearing that a dark figure would break in the next second, and then read out the trial document.

Fortunately, there was no one at the entrance.

"do not know?"

Fyodor chewed the word, he found it interesting

"You are the minister of humerus, so you must know it very well."

He looked at Sergei with expectant eyes. This action made Sergei feel on pins and needles.

Isn't the word "particularly clear" a satire on myself for deceiving the emperor, confusing right and wrong, and covering up the crime of Baron Creel?

Count Sergei forced a smile and turned his attention to Speaker Witte for help, hoping that the balanced Speaker would mediate this farce.

Werther coughed slightly, stood up, and said to Fyodor

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Baron Creel has paid the price for his stupid crimes. His family has also been deprived of the title of nobility and demoted to common people. I believe that this punishment is enough."

Feodor stayed where he was, wondering if he had heard wrongly, but soon the emperor came back to his senses.

No wonder these ministers are so afraid of themselves today. It turns out that the unlucky guy named Creel was executed.So the question is, who did it?

The first thing that Fyodor thought of was the internal guards, and only they could leave such a strong fear on the minister, but Fyodor quickly rejected this answer.

Although the inner guards do not listen to themselves secretly, they never do unnecessary things, and the inner guards will not intervene in political struggles that are not yet clear.

unless····

The emperor reacted immediately, and he felt that he had grasped the answer.

Unless it was done by the god in the dream.

After many years of ruling, Feodor has long been able to see through phenomena to see the essence, and he has fully understood the intention of this god.

The god did this in order to give himself a knife, a knife that could shock the nobles.

What Fyodor has to do is to use this knife to make the nobles feel afraid and make them stop making small moves.

Fyodor did not like to use violence and terror to make people surrender. The shadow left by the late emperor on Ursus was so deep that Fyodor instinctively resisted these methods.

But he understands that if he disappoints the gods, he may lose the friendship of a god forever, and he must succeed.

The emperor's head began to run wildly, and he began to think about what he would have done if he were the former emperor.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The sound of fingers tapping on the round table sounded in the conference hall, which seemed a bit abrupt.The old nobles opened their eyes wide. They still remembered the late emperor who would knock on the table when he was deep in thought, and then stand up to make a cruel decision.

When Fyodor stood up from his seat, he saw the internal guards standing outside the gate of the parliament. They did not hide their presence.

This knife is thirsting for blood. They can't wait to clear the way for the new emperor. This is what they should be.

Almost instantly, the temperature of the entire parliament hall dropped suddenly, and even the aloof Duke changed his expression.

The emperor's inner guard, the sharpest knife in Ursus, and an absolute patriot.They hate darkness and obscurity.When they feel that an emperor is worthy of their help, this violent machine will run at full power, killing any possible threat.

Could it be that the new emperor has decided to inherit the tradition of the previous emperor?

"Inner Guard!"

Dark figures filed in, and their footsteps plunged the entire venue into brief chaos.

Speaker Witte still wanted to say something. He looked at Feodor with complicated eyes, but in the end he could not speak.

Sergei struggled, he wanted to beg for mercy, but when he was held by the inner guard, he was like a fish out of water, and all his strength was lost.

The inner guards saluted respectfully, and they looked at Fyodor with fiery eyes. They missed the era that had passed.If His Majesty the Emperor is willing, the sharp blade will eliminate all enemies for him without hesitation.

Under the gaze of the inner guards, Fyodor looked at each minister with majestic eyes. In him, the nobles seemed to see the shadow of the late emperor. The late emperor was still alive, and the late emperor was still alive. great.

So, they lowered their heads in fear, as if they were avoiding the shadow of Ursus.

Chapter No.16: Gods walking on the earth

In the confused world, Avdoya Nikolayevna Ivanova quietly opened her eyes.

"What a nice view"

This was her first reaction when she saw the snowflakes falling.

The sky was gray, like a huge curtain. Under the silence, the cedar trees swayed in the wind, just like what her mother had painted for her when she was a child.

She tried moving her arms and stood up from the ground.

He was not dead, at least, the inner guard did not kill him.

Just as Luper was secretly rejoicing in his heart, a completely dark figure appeared in the snow.

He wore a huge gas mask, his whole body was covered in a windbreaker, and he wore a gorgeous machete at his waist.

Afdoja's eyes widened in horror, and she almost fainted again.Fortunately, Lin He restrained his chilling aura in time and did not scare the poor young lady into fainting.

Lin He was also a little troubled. He didn't know how to deal with this Luper.According to the original direction of the plot, she should have narrowly escaped pursuit, traveled to the underground city, spent a relatively peaceful life, and finally went to Rhode Island.

However, Lin He's intervention caused unpredictable changes in the plot. If Hongxue was allowed to leave, Lin He was not sure whether she would still be so lucky.

Therefore, he decided to guide the eldest lady himself, hoping that she would become stronger and more legendary.

"you're awake"

Lin He walked to the fire nearby and added new firewood, avoiding the biting cold wind around him.

Hongxue bit her lip. The stereotype of internal guards made her unable to muster the courage to escape. She was afraid that she would be killed. Therefore, she could only continue to follow Lin He's words.

"Yes"

Lin He smiled. He motioned to Hongxue to come over and warm himself by the fire. Then he looked into the distance and said in a calm tone.

"Your enemy, Baron Creel, and the protective umbrella behind him, have been uprooted by me."

The reason why Lin He did this is simple. These nobles have fallen. They use their own rights to cover up their conspiracy. They are corrupting the glory of Ursus.

After many days of playing, Lin He became familiar with the role of an interior defender, and he began to truly think like an interior defender.

Hongxue showed a surprised expression, her beautiful eyes sparkling with luster

"They...are all dead?"

"all dead"

The pink-haired girl looked at Lin He with awe. She couldn't imagine that a powerful noble could die so easily, like melting a snowflake.

"Do you want to go back? Continue to live as a noble."

Hongxue stared blankly at the beating flames. She felt unreal, as if everything was an illusion she had before dying.

"No, I can't go back anymore"

she shakes her head

She was already disillusioned with the life of aristocrats. The powerful were at odds with each other, and it was full of intrigues and killings. She wanted to escape.

"Where are you taking me? What are you going to do with me?"

The confused Hongxue mustered up the courage to ask the biggest doubt in her mind.

Opposite her, the inner guard turned his head and cast his gaze further into the snowfield.

"Before answering your question, can you tell me your impression of Ursus?"

Hongxue's body trembled. She recalled the betrayal, the grinning guards, the family members lying in a pool of blood, and the civilians who took advantage of the situation. All memories were ugly.

"I hate it, it's full of blood and crime"

The second the answer came out of his mouth, Luper regretted it. Standing in front of him was an absolute patriot and the emperor's sharp blade. He would never be able to endure Hongxue's insult to Ursus.

Just when Hongxue started to have random thoughts, Lin He's voice sounded again

"Yes, this land is filled with ugly killings, senseless atrocities, and growing darkness."

Lin He withdrew his deep gaze and looked at Hongxue

"And after going through all this, do you have the courage to resist it?"

"Resistance..."

Hongxue was stunned. In her educated mind, it seemed that this word did not exist from the beginning.

"Yeah, resist"