Werewolf wizard

Sitting on the throne, Michael VIII was both terrified and furious. "I don't need a specter to accuse me."

"You are just a specter. Ministers of this country, look, the army you support is actually a specter!"

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"Governor Pierre, please help me…"

Michael VIII turned his head, only to see that Pierre, the governor of the Platinum Commercial Republic, was already preparing to escape.

But the next moment, Vasili commanded the skeletal dragon to incinerate him with a breath of dragon fire.

Vasili jumped down from the sky and said, "I bring the order of the legitimate Emperor Sunan Peter to execute the usurper Michael VIII."

"Anyone who helps him will die."

Michael VIII faced the approaching Vasili, terrified, shouting and yelling. But at this moment, he found that the military nobles behind him had also scattered and fled.

And those church nobles and secular nobles he had previously arrested were watching him coldly.

Although these people were also very surprised that Sunan Peter would send a specter knight to kill Michael VIII.

But it didn't matter. Sunan Peter was favored by the gods; this had already been recognized by the church. In addition, the succession to the throne of the Eastern Human Empire had already involved unscrupulous means, with all sorts of dirty tricks.

So, a specter knight certified by the Lord of Law was acceptable to everyone.

Most importantly, the Nicomedia Empire had been weak for a long time, so some people even felt that it would be good to have such a powerful specter to help the empire's military.

Michael VIII was abandoned by everyone. His allies were useless, and he had never focused his attention on domestic affairs, so there were not many loyalists at home, and even his loyalists had been purged.

Now, no one could help him.

It was not until this moment that this superhuman of the Palaiologos family suddenly thought of his sister, Mary Palaiologos.

Michael VIII looked at Vasili, who walked in front of the throne, and he suddenly shouted, "Mary, where have you gone?"

"My sister, please come and help your brother. At this time, only you are the most reliable, Mary."

In the midst of his calls, Mary Palaiologos actually entered the palace, carrying the head of a six-star warlock.

Michael VIII's face was overjoyed. "Blood is thicker than water. Mary, I was wrong about the past. The Pure White School is unreliable, and these allies are also unreliable. Only you are reliable."

"Please come and save me."

"When I suppress these rebellious subjects, I will give you territory. Yes, I will give you the title of co-emperor of the empire…"

Michael VIII was proficient in diplomacy, and in his desperation, he dared to promise anything.

Mary looked at him coldly and said, "Don't misunderstand."

"I came here has nothing to do with you. I just want to kill the blind archbishop behind you."

The blind archbishop behind Michael VIII looked at Mary with a smile.

But he didn't know why, he didn't make any movements.

Michael VIII was stunned, and then he was so angry that it covered his fear.

He stood on the throne and cursed at all the nobles and Mary who were watching him coldly, "I know you all hate me, hate me for selling out your noble Universal Church, hate me for selling out the dignity of our empire, but our country has internal and external troubles."

"If I don't sell out the dignity of our country, how can I exchange it for substantial benefits?"

"Nobles of the Law Church, ask yourselves, even if I don't merge the church, how much influence do you still have now?"

"Mary, I sold you to the Pure White School because I can't afford to offend the local wizarding forces."

Michael VIII seemed very angry. He hated everyone for betraying him. "In the face of such internal and external troubles in the empire, I can only sell my dignity so that the surrounding countries can protect me."

"How many resources can I call upon? The resources I can call upon are only less than one-thirtieth of the former empire. I can only do this, I can only do that!"

"I can only blind the little emperor. If that little brat ascends the throne, the empire would have perished long ago. I believe I have done my best. I want to see if the Lord of Law and the emperor you choose can do better than me?!"

Vasili's black blade fell towards his forehead, cold and merciless, seemingly without the slightest hesitation at the fall of this generation of emperors.

The blind archbishop also seemed to watch with a chuckle, without the slightest obstruction.

But just as Vasili's black blade caused the Palaiologos emperor's forehead to bleed, about to slaughter the emperor, Vasili's black blade stopped.

And Michael VIII, the emperor of the Palaiologos family, who had previously seemed very tough because of anger, was so frightened that he collapsed on the imperial throne, seemingly frightened and unable to stand up, constantly panting.

And the blind archbishop's smile froze.

The blind archbishop said, "Mr. Vasili, is that your name? Why haven't you acted yet?"

"Kill the emperor in front of you, and your master can become the emperor."

"Speed is of the essence."

"A minute later, things might change."

Vasili ignored the blind archbishop's words and instead withdrew his black blade.

Mary looked at this scene with confusion. Previously, Vasiliy hadn't hesitated at all when killing the governor of the Platinum Republic or the Knight Commander of the Papal States.

And the only person who could make Vasiliy stop was Sunan Peter.

Mary asked, "Mr. Vasiliy, does His Majesty have new orders?"

Inside the palace, the nobles and clerics looked at Vasiliy with doubt and curiosity.

Could this be the first order from the new emperor they had never seen before? They would have to listen carefully.

The old butler, Warwick, had already arrived. He explained to Mary, "It's the young master who ordered Mr. Vasiliy to stop."

"Change the kill order to a imprisonment order."

Michael VIII roared at the werewolf Warwick, "Monster, what right do you have to imprison me? I am the Emperor!"

"Who has the authority to judge me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sunan appeared beside his throne and said, "No, there is actually someone who can judge you."

Sunan, who was using illusion to maintain his human form, kicked him off the throne and threw two documents at him.

"The first document is from the Nicomedia City Council. The Nicomedia City Council believes that you are not a legitimate emperor because you lack a full election by the citizens of the capital. Therefore, you need to either hold a full capital election, or abdicate yourself."

"The second document is from the new Patriarch Valentinus, who recognizes that you are not a legitimate emperor and has asked me to arrest you on his behalf."

Michael VIII stared blankly at the two documents on the ground.

Sunan said to the crowd, "Sorry, it took a little longer and went through some legal procedures. Since this country is governed by law, I think the overthrow of tyranny should also be based on law."

The nobles and clerics were a little dumbfounded as they looked at Sunan, who was too young.

They didn't expect that Sunan, after organizing such a large-scale attack, would not kill the original emperor or occupy the palace as the first thing he did, but would first go to the church headquarters and the city hall.

Just for two empty documents!

However, Sunan's attitude of respecting the law unexpectedly won the favor of many people present.

After all, in the country of the Lord of Law, everyone generally has some respect for the law.

It's just that Sunan's respect for the law seems particularly strong.

Everyone looked at the mark of the Codex of Law on his forehead, and they all seemed to feel a little relieved about Sunan's character.

At least the new emperor is willing to respect the law and ancient traditions.

Suddenly, someone among the nobles stepped out, his hands still bound by ropes. He knelt down on one knee to Sunan and said, "Your Majesty, I am David Thompson. That Michael VIII is extremely cunning."

"Please kill him immediately to prevent future troubles."

Sunan shook his head. "No, I want him to be punished by law."

Michael VIII sat on the ground, not saying anything, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sunan then looked at the blind Archbishop.

At this time, the blind Archbishop's face was completely dark, as if something had happened that he had not anticipated at all.

The blind Archbishop said, "I have read your life story, and through analysis, you are not such a law-abiding person. Why are you so law-abiding today?"

"Wouldn't it be better to kill the old emperor?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't hold back. Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to yourself."

"Today these nobles will betray him for you, tomorrow these nobles will betray you for him. Don't you even understand this principle?"

Many nobles present changed their expressions.

"Don't talk nonsense. Michael VIII is a usurper, how can he compare with His Majesty? His Majesty is blessed by the gods."

"He is also a traitor invited to our country by Michael VIII! Your Majesty, you must not be bewitched by him!"

Sunan stared at the blind Archbishop and said, "Don't waste your efforts. When I came here, I met someone who used Tarot cards to divine for me."

"He told me that the process is more important than the result."

"So... you don't need to coax me anymore to slaughter the emperor."

"Although I don't know exactly what you want to do, I can be sure of your purpose—your backup plan can only be triggered after I slaughter the emperor."

"And I now have a bold hypothesis."

Sunan said, "You and the blind Grand Judge seem to look very similar, like twins. If one of you dies, will the power be transferred to the other? And the power of the blind Grand Judge seems to be Ruthless Good Law."

The blind Archbishop smiled. "Interesting."

"So someone helped you see through my layout in advance."

"No wonder you refuse to enter the game."

"If you had killed Michael VIII just now, that would have been great, but unfortunately not... Ruthless Good Law."

A codex appeared behind the blind Archbishop. Orderly ink appeared on the blank pages of the codex, constantly writing. "Humans before me, I declare you guilty."

"The first crime is attacking the capital of the Nicomedia Empire."

"The second crime is slaughtering human lives."

"The third crime is subverting the country."

"The fourth crime is intimidating the Emperor!"

"In the name of the King with Blind Eyes, this is the highest law, without compassion, without morality, only the law, this is Ruthless Good Law, I sentence you to death!"