Quadruple split

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Violet Capital Salamun, Royal Quarter, Tricolor Courtyard

The Royal District is located at the end of the Violet Avenue and is the core area of ​​the royal capital Salamoon. The three-color courtyard is located in the middle of the Royal District. This huge green cross-shaped area is blessed with a lot of magic that improves the environment. The environment inside is beautiful, Like spring all year round, it is the resting place used by the Violet royal family. It is also the favorite residence of the elderly Violet family patriarch and Emperor Clairvaux Bresne in winter.

In the atrium of the Tricolor Courtyard, Lewen, the internal affairs manager of the Fire Claw Territory and a half-orc from the Fox Tribe, was nervously asking Futaba, who had an indifferent expression next to him: "Are you sure there's nothing wrong with you? You know we don't have much time. ah……"

"I have explained to you before, this is necessary preparation work." Futaba, who was wearing a fire claw collar emblem outside his robe, glanced at him impatiently: "How about you come?"

Levin, who was originally the representative of the envoy, shrank his neck, shook his head and said: "No, no, just do as you say, Ms. Futaba."

"Huh, actually I'm really not good at dealing with other people." Futaba pushed up his glasses helplessly and sighed softly: "No matter how much you imagine strangers to be potatoes, the appearance below the neck is still there. They are all human beings…”

Levin shrugged and looked at the girl with admiration in his eyes. Although he was still a little worried, he had to admit that this young human female mage was much better than him.

This is also the reason why Futaba, who originally only had to act as a witness, was directly awarded the position of leader of the envoy by Chief Xiluo before departure.

Whether it's wisdom, scheming or strategy, Lewin, as the chief think tank of the Fire Claw Territory, feels that there is absolutely no comparison between himself and the other party...

However, he was not dissatisfied at all. On the contrary, Levin was very lucky to have Futaba.

[If she goes by her previous thoughts, maybe the Fire Claw Territory really has a chance to take the initiative outside of the battlefield! 】

He thought to himself, and then saw a young man dressed as a waiter walking not far away.

"Ms. Futaba of the Fire Claw Leader, Your Majesty is ready to receive you." He slowly came to the two of them, first gave a slight salute to Futaba, and then bowed to Lewen: "Long time no see, Lewen. Mr. Wen, you can wait in the lounge over there for a while."

Levin nodded, and then whispered to Futaba: "Please do everything."

"I'll do my best." Futaba responded weakly, and then followed the waiter to a palace not far away.

It took a while for Levin, who came to this place for the first time, to remember something particularly important.

"Well, can anyone tell me how to get to the lounge..."

…

five minutes later

Tricolor Courtyard, Saint Laurent Palace

The old man with white hair and beard was calmly playing with the musical instrument in front of him. From time to time, he would write something on the white paper beside him with a pen. His skin, which seemed to have not been cared for much, was slightly pale. He was very tall but very thin. However, it is not that morbidly thin. Instead, it makes people feel that there is an elegant temperament of immortality.

If it weren't for the amethyst crown on his head, which symbolizes authority, it would be difficult for others to recognize his status as an emperor when walking on the street.

"A magician, a bard, and an alchemist are all acceptable, but they don't look like an emperor."

He slowly put down the sheet of music he had just finished composing in his hand, and smiled kindly at Futaba, who looked uncomfortable all over, and said, "Right?"

[No, I just think you look like a street painting seller...]

Futaba, who had been left alone for a while, vomited in his heart, but on the surface, he had a look on his face that said, "Damn it, you guessed it right." He nodded in admiration and said, "You saw it."

"Haha~ If I have a choice, I really want to be a bard who can travel across the continent." The old emperor made a face at Futaba without any airs, spread his hands and said, "It's a pity that someone has to be the emperor."

Although Futaba was somewhat dissatisfied, Clairvaux Bresne's words were indeed spoken from the bottom of his heart. The three greatest hobbies of this nearly eighty-year-old emperor were editing stories, composing music, and painting landscapes, and although they were just hobbies , but Clairvaux’s attainments in music and painting are of a first-class level. If he were given a different background, this man who is quite talented in art is indeed likely to become a great bard. , but it's a pity, just like he said... someone has to be the emperor.

Clairvaux is not the only heir of the previous Violet Emperor. It is a pity that his brothers are really incompetent. Some of them are brave and ruthless, some are foolish, some are short-sighted, and some have evil intentions. But none of them is suitable. Being an emperor...

So as the eldest son, Clerval had to take this position, because both he and his father knew that if Clerval gave up inheriting the royal family and the Violet family, the consequences would be very, very bad.

Different from the chauvinistic empire where power is relatively unified, although the Violet Empire is also called the 'Empire', the emperor's right to speak is far less powerful. Although the royal family's voice still has weight, except for the royal city of Salamun Except for the violet territory in the center, the de facto supreme ruler of other places is still the local lord, whose status is roughly equivalent to that of the vassal king in ancient my country.

Ned once popularized science for Mo Tan and Futaba. This empire was composed of nine powerful families, namely Violet, Crystal Wolf, Hussein, Baroka, Dantes, and Fey. Ernan, Marshall, Simon, and Fire Claw were all vassals of a large country that was entrenched in this land in the previous generation. However, they became the masters of this place due to a joint rebellion that broke out under tyranny thousands of years ago, and they took the lead. It was Clairvaux's ancestor, Edmond Bresne, who was the Grand Duke of Violet, who initiated the coup.

So after everything was over, the Violet family naturally became the new generation of the royal family, while the other eight great lords declared their allegiance in name and took root in the places they occupied one after another, becoming like earthly emperors.

Of course, there has never been peace in this world, and everyone still understands the principle of staying together to keep warm. Therefore, despite maintaining territorial autonomy all year round, these families have always surrounded the Violet Royal Family and regard themselves as subordinates.

For thousands of years, the Violet family has always maintained the balance of the country in a relaxed and relaxed manner, without intervening too much, but always ensuring its own weight and right to speak, and at the same time shouldering the role of check and balance, helmsman and scapegoat.

However, although this position is very high, it is also very delicate. Although their royal family has been in a stable position for such a long time, if a mediocre person appears at any time, there is no guarantee that other lords will not take the opportunity to seek power and usurp the throne. Such dramas, so even though Clairvaux was reluctant, he still inherited the amethyst crown and became the emperor for more than fifty years.

Although he is not an emperor with long-term vision, keen sense of smell, and ease of handling, at least he does not have any fatal weaknesses or flaws, so he has not made any big mistakes over the years, but of course there are many flaws.

So, back to business…

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I don't understand any rules, so I'll get straight to the point." The old man in front of Futaba showed no intention of continuing to say anything, and immediately said in a serious voice: "We in the Fire Claw Leader met some people. Difficulty, I came to you to apply for convening a supreme meeting, and I would like to ask the other seven to take the lead..."

"Supreme meeting?" Clairvaux frowned slightly, and the calm temperament on his body instantly faded a lot: "What do you mean?"

It is not surprising that he had this reaction. After all, the Supreme Council is no joke. It is an emergency meeting that can only be initiated by the Violet Royal Family in extremely rare major events, disasters or major decisions. As long as For good reasons, the other eight lords must respond immediately, and then go to the royal capital Salamun in person as soon as possible to discuss it. It is not an exaggeration to say that such power is an important part of the imperial power.

Of course, if the Violet family has nothing to do and just wants to play mahjong with everyone on the grounds of "wanting to play two rounds of mahjong" or "forming a group for an outing", then it is purely a slap in the face. If everyone is summoned for a reason, no lord will be in the mood to respond, and it will also cause a huge blow to the majesty of the royal family.

Therefore, in most cases, there will be no such thing as a supreme meeting for more than ten years. Of course, the Marshall lords who capture and trade slaves in private are definitely qualified to call everyone together for a meeting, but...

"Plague." Futaba did not mention her original intention of coming here at all, but said seriously: "A plague of unprecedented scale and extremely harmful levels."

Clever was suddenly startled and asked quickly: "Plague? You mean the Fire Claw Territory? A large-scale plague broke out there?"

"No, it's not the Fire Claw Territory." Futaba shook his head slightly and spread his hands with a sad face: "It's Misha County, which is located between our Southeast Continent and Northeast Continent. A plague broke out there due to unknown reasons. As of now So far, tens of thousands of people have died, and as many as hundreds of thousands of people have been infected!"

After hearing that it was not the plague that broke out in the Fire Claw Territory, Clairvaux was obviously stunned for a moment, but he did not directly question Futaba. He just held his chin and pondered for a while, then frowned and said: "I am I have indeed heard about this news for a while, but I remember that the place is not too close to the empire."

"My Majesty, to be precise, that place is not too close to the 'Empire Heartland'." Futaba sighed, and then said in a deep voice: "But it is not far from the border of the Empire at all. If you start from the southernmost part of Misha County, it only takes a few days to reach the Fire Claw Territory."

Clairvaux was not a stupid person. He almost immediately realized the meaning of Futaba's words and asked quickly: "What do you mean..."

"Although Misha County has now locked down the entire territory, trying to prevent those infected from leaving its territory, but..." Futaba walked slowly to Clairvaux and said word by word: "Before the blockade is established, , thousands of people from Misha County have fled south, and our Fire Claw Territory has hosted more than four figures of refugees during this period."

Clever's eyes suddenly widened: "Among them are infected people carrying the plague?!"

Just like what the old emperor said just now, he did receive relevant information when the plague initially broke out in Misha County, and even casually ordered a dozen priests to go north for some symbolic 'support' , but he was not too worried at the time. After all, plagues are not uncommon on the mainland, but they often do not cause any trouble. After all, the proportion of clergy in this world is much greater than the proportion of doctors in the real world. Moreover, divine arts, alchemy and magic are also relatively unreasonable existences.

But looking at the look on the little girl in front of me, the situation this time seems to be different from before...

"Yes, my Majesty, we did find infected people among the refugees." Futaba nodded vigorously and said in a trembling voice: "On the penultimate day before my mission and I set out, we already discovered More than 60 civilians in Misha County were infected, and 60% of the Fire Claw Territory warriors sent to take care of them were also infected. What is worrying is that the shamans and priests in the territory were completely unable to completely kill these people. A plague can only delay it to a certain extent at most, and the speed at which the disease spreads..."

Clairvaux saw Futaba swallowing nervously, and he couldn't help but become nervous as well.

In the conscience of heaven and earth, he never thought that the Duke of Fire Claw, who almost never came to the royal capital, suddenly sent people to Salamun because of such a thing!

"One day later, just the day before I leave the territory." Futaba's face was a little pale, and she subconsciously hugged her thin shoulders, her eyes widening like a female ghost who suddenly appeared behind some extra in a ghost movie. : "The number of infected people has reached 248, including 12 civilians from Misha County who died, and three weaker Fire Claw warriors died!"

"What!" Clairvaux was anxious at that time. He slammed the table and said loudly: "The speed of the spread is so fast. Then now the Fire Claw Leader is..."

Upon seeing this, Futaba immediately bowed and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, we also immediately discovered how terrifying this plague is, so..."

She clenched her fists hard, and two lines of clear tears slid down her fair cheeks, blending silently into the bright red carpet.

"So what?" Clairvaux couldn't help but become even more nervous.

"Chief Rhino... No, I mean Grand Duke Fire Claw gave an order at noon that day... to kill those infected..." When the girl said this, her legs suddenly softened and she knelt on the ground. For a moment, she was I burst into tears.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Chapter 153: End