Abyss Demon of All Realms

Hearing this sentence, Trina almost couldn't help laughing.

It was the first time she saw the awkward look on Orshaga's face.

Looking at the other party who was holding back a smile on his face, Orshaga also felt a little embarrassed. Just when he was about to get up and leave, he seemed to think of something again, and turned to Trina and said softly: " I'm not actually a human, but a demon."

After speaking, he ignored the stunned opponent and walked out of the door.

Standing in the courtyard outside the house, looking at the sun above the sky, Olsaka's face seemed to return to its former calm.

However, no one knew what was on his mind.

Chapter 25: History

Standing in the port and smelling the fishy sea breeze, Jem frowned slightly.

He didn't like the smell very much, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

Although a large part of the Principality of Mardon is located on the coast, he has not been very interested in seafood since he was a child. Every time he comes to the port and smells this smell, he will feel more or less uncomfortable.

However, he didn't show it. After all, as a crown prince, he still wanted the image, and showing disgust for his own territory was a real blow to morale.

An officer about 30 years old was standing beside him and reporting the general situation to him:

"A total of 76445 captured enemy troops have been transported to the port. Among them, only 23 were uninjured, 35525 were slightly injured, and 40897 were seriously injured. Among the more than 4 seriously injured, 3221 were in critical condition. It may die, and it is speculated that I may not be able to persist in being transported to Damobis Island. As for the transport, we have transferred all kinds of nearby ships together, and all the transport can be completed within about eight days."

After listening to Jem, he was still quite satisfied with this data, so he nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, try to save what you can, forget what you can't save, just make sure that there are more than [-] living people logged on to Mobis Island. But, the rest has nothing to do with you."

Seeing that his immediate boss did not express a problem, the other party also let out a sigh of relief.

However, after hesitating for a while, he still persuaded: "His Royal Highness, in fact, I don't think it's so troublesome to place these prisoners at all, and some simpler methods can still achieve the effect. A waste of human and material resources.”

It's not just him who thinks like this. Many colleagues were quite puzzled when they heard that Jem was going to transport tens of thousands of captives to the overseas desert island of Mobis, and let them play on the desert island to survive. What can it mean.

Even if they are locked up all the time, waiting for the Duchy of Yar to pay for the redemption, it is better than this!

For his persuasion, Jem just shook his head calmly and said nothing.

During these hours, it was not that no one else came to persuade him, and he was a little tired of listening.

He didn't want to use this method to deal with captives if he could, but he didn't have a choice.

The reason for this is completely impossible to explain to others, so he is also very helpless.

Seeing that Jem Watts didn't care about him, the general could only sigh and leave silently.

Look at the sight in front of you.

Unlike those generals, it was unclear why Jem Watts did this.

But Baron Duke understood that those who landed on Mobis Island were not going to live on a desert island or to be imprisoned at a distance, but to be sacrifices, and it was basically impossible to get out alive, so after thinking about it. Softly suggested:

"His Royal Highness, when the Duchy of Yar sent someone over to sign the compensation regulations not long ago, they raised an idea, that is, they hope to redeem their soldiers. I think it is impossible for them to redeem all of them, but the more important nobles , but they can get them back with some blood, and it can also avoid offending the nobles of the Principality of Yar to death."

For Duke's proposal, Jem waved his hand and directly rejected it:

"No, there is no saying that offending death is not punishable by death.

Since the war has already started, they are enemies. Even if they have signed the compensation clause, their essential position will not change.

Although the captured nobles cannot be said to be fatal to the Principality of Yar, once they die, the noble power of the Principality of Yar will have to retreat for about ten years at a time. Although it will make them particularly hostile to us, it is also worthwhile. It will definitely lead to a conflict between them and the Yar royal family who are leading this war, which is extremely important to our country that is hostile to them. "

In Jem's mind, after this battle, the Principality of Yar will not be able to threaten the Principality of Marton again for at least 30 to [-] years. Although facing the eyes of other principalities, it is a bit impossible to destroy it in one fell swoop, but letting him go back to the mountain Less likely.

After a long period of time in this many principalities, there is an era of tacit understanding.

There is nothing wrong with destroying a principality, but if you want to destroy it, you will encounter many obstacles, so weakening it as much as possible is the maximum limit.

And those big nobles are the way he uses to block the Duchy of Yar...

How the process needs to work is something to think about.

At the very least, you can't directly carry the reputation of offering sacrifices to the devil, you have to come up with an excuse for those people's deaths...

Just as he was thinking about this question, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Looking up, he saw that it was Harry, the commander of the army of the Duchy of Arr, who was calling his name.

At this moment, Harry no longer had the high spirits he used to be, and was trapped in a separate prison car with bloodstains all over his body in handcuffs and shackles.

It can be regarded as a high-level treatment worthy of the status of a commander, and there is a small private room!

Although it is no different from parading the crowd, he can only accept the guidance of the crowd there, which makes him feel heartfelt anger.

Noticing Jem's gaze, he held back the thought of strangling the onlookers, and shouted, "Jem Watts, remember me, the shame you brought to me will one day come to me. It's back to you!"

Obviously, he still felt brooding about his inexplicable loss in a good situation.

"..."

Friend, you are going to die soon, I feel this shame, you can't give it to me.

After hesitating for two seconds, Jem Watts' remaining conscience prevented him from mocking him, but gave him a meaningful look.

Seeing Harry who was pushed onto the boat while shouting, Jim Watts saw his noble status, and after a moment of silence for him, he turned to Baron Duke and said, "You stay here to deal with it. For the rest of the business, let me tell the people below, the one who just shouted, the first batch will be sent to Mobis Island."

'Although a generous person like me usually doesn't care, but as a nobleman and a commander, I think he should lead the way! '

Thinking of this, Jem felt a lot more at ease. After all, it is impossible to be stingy. As a crown prince, how can you not measure up? ?

So he rode on the war horse and prepared to go back to the capital to participate in the celebration.

There still needs someone to preside over the situation. As the crown prince, it is always good to show his face at this time.

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The next day, noon.

Jim Watts grabbed his head and got up from the bed with a headache.

At the celebration yesterday, facing the siege and interception of hundreds of people, even if he had the strength of a great knight, he almost vomited on the spot.

In the end, he couldn't drink it anymore, and he was afraid of drinking it!

Only escaped by urinating.

I just woke up now, and I only feel a bitter taste in my mouth, with an herbal smell.

He knew that it was the sobering pill that the maid gave him, otherwise he would have to get up in the afternoon.

To be honest, although his head hurts a bit, he is in a good mood.

Because the Principality of Yar was taken care of, it was considered to have cleared up a serious problem and completely stabilized the situation in the Principality of Mardon, so he only drank so much alcohol yesterday, knowing that he usually doesn't drink much.

Putting on his clothes, he habitually took out the knight's sword in the room and waved it twice. He felt the dull state and feel of his sword when he was dancing. He knew that until now, alcohol still had some effects, affecting his thinking and Body.

Just when he was about to do physical training for a while and recover, the sound of footsteps approaching the room quickly entered his ears.

Let his brow wrinkle subconsciously, because he said yesterday that if he has nothing to do today, don't bother him, he wants to rest for a day.

And someone came to him suddenly, which undoubtedly means that there is trouble again.

It made him feel a little bit of a pain in the ass...

But he also knew the priorities of the matter.

Before the other party knocked on the door, when the other party just stopped in front of the door, he directly asked: "What's the matter?"

The people outside the door froze for a moment, thinking that they didn't expect Jem to wake up so quickly.

He drank too much wine yesterday. Ordinary people can only drink two or three small glasses of high-strength wine. He directly drank a whole barrel that was placed on the ground as high as an adult's knee.

If it is not very strong, and the physical quality is far superior to ordinary people, he has to lie down and let the doctor rescue him.

Facing Jem's inquiry, a female voice came from outside the door: "His Royal Highness, a bishop of the church came to the door with someone and said that there is something very important to discuss with you, and he also took out the emergency document of the church in his hand. ."

"Church? Emergency document?"

Jem was a little puzzled. He didn't understand what a bishop could do for him. Could it be that he wanted to build a large church in the capital?

A few years ago, the bishop of the church approached his father, hoping to build a church in the center of the capital.

Originally, it was nothing. After all, you can build it if you want. Although our royal family doesn't like churches, they mostly turn a blind eye to this kind of thing and don't interfere much.

But the problem lies elsewhere.

That is, the other party hopes that the money for building the church will be borne by the royal family, which makes the royal family feel incredible. Jem's father said on the spot, if this time was when your church was at its peak hundreds of years ago, I would have put up with it, after all You are the boss, and now you don't look in the mirror, are you really treating us like pigs?

So there was an unhappy breakup.

Thinking of this, Jem Watts also had a faint disgust, thinking that if he came to talk about the church again, he would just send them away...

Since hundreds of years ago, the power of the mysterious side has shrunk dramatically.

After several policy reforms and the proclamation of the King Power Act, the royal family and the church did not have much to deal with.

The church wants to restore its former glory, make theocracy higher than the king, and rule everything!

And those of them who turned around and called the shots don't want to go back to the past!

This is undoubtedly an irreconcilable contradiction!

That is to say, both sides still have reason, knowing that there are other races trying to revive, otherwise humans can fight for decades.

Like the Principality of Yar and the Principality of Mardon, the rule that only allowed to break the bones and not allow the dead hand is the tacit understanding they have maintained for a long time.

Once things get too complicated, another force will intervene to stop it.

It is not only to prevent human beings from violent internal friction, but also to prevent who can dominate.

'But with the emergency document in hand, it should be more than just building a church. Is it difficult...'

Thinking of this, Jem Watts' complexion began to change for a while...

Chapter 26: The Purpose of the Church

thought for a while.

Jem Watts said to the door, "Tell them to wait for me in the conference room."

"As ordered."

Hearing the footsteps leaving outside the door, he picked it up from the closet, and put on a set of clothes that had been matched by the maid.

Unlike those nobles who even had to be served and worn by others, he was a little used to his military career and didn't pay much attention to it.

I prefer to wear my own clothes and feel so more efficient.

The only problem is that everyone thinks that his clothes are not very aesthetic, so they can only let others match him in advance.

After changing clothes in three or two times, tidying up the instrument, and confirming that everything is correct.

He pushed open the door and walked towards the conference room. On the way, he met another maid, and he also ordered some food to be delivered to the conference room.

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Standing at the door of the conference room, he rationalized his thoughts, and after confirming his own thoughts again, he tapped on the door, and then he walked straight in.

What caught my eye were six people dressed in church costumes, who were sitting in their seats waiting for him, and there were several maids serving them tea and water.

The eldest among them was the leader at first glance.

Male, with a serious face, the most luxurious clothes, about 60 years old in appearance.

But judging from the opponent's muscle lines, I'm afraid he is also a powerful warrior!

And when a powerful fighter enters the prime of life, his appearance age is usually much younger than his actual age, so it is normal for you to say that the guy in front of you is eight or ninety years old.

And it just so happened that Jem Watts really knew each other!

If I remember correctly, the other party is probably almost a hundred years old.

After a slight look on his face, Jem Watts took the initiative to say hello: "Dear Bishop Safi, the last time I saw you was at a dinner party in the Duchy of Tolt a few years ago. You are still so beautiful, I didn't know you What's wrong with coming to our Marton Kingdom?"

At the same time, he felt bad for a while, because he knew that the old thing in front of him was responsible for cleaning up heresy in the church, and his hands were stained with blood.This kind of person has been a top executioner for hundreds of years, the type who says that if you burn your whole family, you will burn your whole family!

In fact, even if they have undergone several reforms, this group of people is definitely not a good kind. It can only be said that they have to restrain themselves a lot, and they will no longer use their nostrils to look at people when facing their group of nobles.

Hearing Jem's greeting, the bishop named Safi's serious face softened a lot, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he saluted:

"Prince Jem, Gui'an.

It's been four or five years since we last met. I didn't expect you to remember my name. After speaking, he returned to the serious look he had just said: "Actually, this time I came to the Principality of Mardon for an extremely important reason. "

Seeing his serious look, Jem Watts also cooperated to put away the smile on his face, put on a serious look and asked, "Uh... what's the reason?"