After seeing off the Phoenix Kingdom's envoy, the atmosphere in the hall became tense.
The ministers all felt itchy and could not speak. Some of the ministers who had nothing to do with it did not want to get involved at all, for fear of getting burned.
The Sixth World didn't get angry on his face, and asked himself: "Do you know that after every three-realm war, all the realms have to get up from the wasteland?"
The ministers did not dare to speak, but the words of the sixth generation were definitely not rigorous enough, because it was rumored that the Church of Light had been in existence for thousands of years, and it was probably still there this time.
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Of course, this matter has nothing to do with the penal colony. The penal colony seems to be a world. In fact, there are a large number of areas that are not suitable for survival. The suitable area for living in the main world may only be the size of three countries.
The population limit caused by such flaws, and the difficulty in forming a joint force among mixed races, made the penal colony more miserable every time.
The Sixth Generation continued: "My empire may not escape destruction, and future generations may not have the opportunity to enjoy the treasures you are collecting now." (Note: Borrowing from classical grammar, we use the semantics of "we" to refer to the king's concentration of power, which is close to mine. , ordinary pronouns evolve into pronouns specific to a specific person)
Everyone's head is determined by their butt. The minister's way of thinking is completely different from that of the king. When he heard this, he felt that he wanted to pay for it himself.
"I am willing to donate 100,000 gold coins to relieve the country."
"minister……"
Someone took the lead, and everyone expressed their opinions. After one round, more than 600,000 gold coins had been collected, and the ransom for the captives was almost settled.
The sixth generation glanced at the ministers with a pair of leopard eyes, feeling annoyed in his heart.
But I couldn't make up my mind to kill them all.
The empire's ills have lasted for hundreds of years and cannot be solved by beheading a few people. Moreover, the accumulation of these families over the generations has a great impact on all aspects of state affairs. If two heads are really cut off, the operation of many affairs will be blocked.
The Sixth Emperor still decided to do something: "The military department will conduct a review of the soldiers in the imperial city garrison as soon as possible, and the list will be handed over to the Black Guards. Those who are on the list but have not left the imperial city next time they send troops will be killed!"
The head of the military knew that he was about to be covered in trouble, but he still had to bite the bullet and responded: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Looking at the silent expression below, the Sixth Generation was a little satisfied, and turned to the national teacher on his right to ask: "Teacher, do you think the Phoenix Kingdom will continue to fight?"
The national master looked old, and as a lion, most of his mane had fallen off. Even though he covered it with a cloak, he still couldn't hide his appearance.
"There is a great god behind the other party. Although I have never heard of that person interfering in ordinary wars, you must be careful."
When the words came out, all the ministers were shocked. They had never heard the secret words of the Imperial Master to the Sixth Emperor before.
The beliefs in the penal colony are very confusing. Maybe more than half of the people are worshiping an individual from the demon race. They may have died long ago. They can truly be called gods, and there are not many people worshiping them.
The founding monarch of Fatal was one of them, but he was not considered a great god.
There is only one criterion for distinguishing the size of gods, and that is the state of descent.
Ordinary gods, like Fatel I, can consume the summoner's magic power to descend in a complete form when necessary. This descending state is consistent with the heyday of his lifetime, and may even be slightly stronger.
The Great God cannot exist in the real world by directly descending. He must have the help of a "container". The more powerful the God, the more containers he can fill. It is said that the God of Light can produce twelve descending bodies.
By the standards of great gods, there are very few such existences in the penal colony, and there is one very famous one among them.
"Master National Preceptor, is... the mother of all living beings?"
The Imperial Master nodded and shook his head. His movements were so small that you couldn't even see them clearly without looking carefully at the edge of the hood of his cloak.
"Yes and no."
The Riddler was very annoying, but no one at the scene dared to question it, because the National Preceptor was the closest thing to a god in the entire kingdom, and even invited the descendant of Fatel I decades ago.
It’s not that the Imperial Preceptor doesn’t want to go into details, it’s just that he can’t.
When it comes to things about gods, you don’t dare to talk nonsense without enough evidence, especially when the National Master is already able to see part of the essence of gods at this stage, and knows that if he is lucky and powerful enough, he will become one with them sooner or later. A nonsense statement today may lead to the inability to retain individual consciousness by then.
The ministers at the scene are not ordinary people who have no access to the secret information. It is enough to know that it is related to the mother of all living beings.
It is said that the reason why demons can reproduce across different races is due to the mother of all living beings.
She is also a very strange one among the gods. Her level of activity seems to have nothing to do with the existence of the church that enshrines her!
Just like the time when Fatel I had to be summoned decades ago, it was because a group of people from other worlds somehow encountered the mother of all living beings. A large number of abnormal creatures appeared inside and outside the empire, and several restricted areas were created. , some of which have not yet been recaptured because of the powerful abnormal monsters in them.
"So the one with the bone blade on the elbow that Black Guard said is a sharp blade, not an execution hunter?"
The Execution Hunter is the ancestor of the sharp blade. The first generation of the sharp blade was created by interbreeding with humans from another world. But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong.
"Is the blade colored?"
The situation previously reported by the Black Guard seemed to be a three-color skin color with a reddish chest, bluish limbs, and a purple transition area. According to rumors decades ago, the blade should have a stone-gray skin with an earthy yellow color.
This time the Imperial Master made no move, and the Black Guard Chief nodded: "It's a sharp blade."
"Why didn't you tell us such important news earlier?"
The sharp blade is actually very famous in the exile, and it will be even more famous north of the Luna River, because the mother of all living beings' previous trouble mainly affected the north bank, and the sharp blade was the Juan clan that appeared that time.
Although some people had seen the sharp blade in Fatel on the South Bank at that time, it completely disappeared for decades, and then reappeared with a different color. There are so many affairs at the national level, especially the spy work, which is even more trivial, and no one would bother to remember it. Such a disappearing ethnic group.
The general manager of Black Guard had many reasons, but he did not quibble and directly admitted his mistake: "It was my work error."
If you give in here, the ministers can't get angry, and they can't control the Black Guards at all, so it would be nice to give them this face.
In fact, there is no need to debate whether the intelligence contains these small errors. Even if he had known it was a sharp blade and could contact the mother of all living beings, the battle would still have to be fought. After all, the starting point is related to the rise and fall of the empire.
Now that he had lost a game and knew that the opponent would be difficult to deal with even without borrowing his divine power, Sixth World couldn't decide whether to continue fighting.
But the captives must be brought back first: "The matter of the captives will be handled by diplomacy and finance. Come up with a plan to send the envoy away as soon as possible. That's it for today. Let's disperse."
Finally after the meeting ended, a group of ministers came out of the palace, grinning at each other. When they were out of the hearing range of the guards, they started blaming each other: "It's all Marquis Maiyin's fault for leading everyone to dig a bigger hole for military pay. If it weren't for the envoy's mouth today, If you show mercy, I'm afraid a few heads will be left in the palace."
"Military pay has always been paid like this. Otherwise, where would the tens of thousands of vacancies come from when we took over? The military department didn't get that much money at all. What can I do?"
"Say a few words, say a few words. We are urgent now and have to think of ways to recruit some troops. I'm afraid the Imperial City won't be able to raise that many."
The Imperial City of Fatel is not small. It is close to the Luna River in the north and is distributed along a southward tributary. Not counting the garrison and their families, there are nearly 400,000 people. It seems like a lot, but the Second, Third, and Fifth Legions The total vacancies are probably 200,000. If the entire city is filled with military personnel... it may not be enough.
We have to think of another way.
"Hey! Guys with the money bag, where's your money that disappeared halfway?"
Even if the Minister of Finance came out like this in the main hall, he had already found someone to take the blame: "Go and ask the Crown Prince."
"……grass"
Everyone is not stupid, and they know that the vacancy cannot be filled by the crown prince alone, but as long as there is such a shield, it is impossible for them to get full military pay, so where will the full garrison come from?
We still have to think about it in the long term.
