Quadruple split.

Chapter 156 Violet Empire

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Violet King's Capital Saramune, Royal Quarter, Three-Color Garden
The Royal District is located at the end of the Violet Avenue, which is the core area of ​​the capital of Salamune, and the tricolor courtyard is located in the middle of the Royal District. This huge green cross-shaped area is blessed with a lot of magic to improve the environment. The environment inside is beautiful, It is like spring all the year round, and it is the resting place for the royal family of Violet. It is also the most favored residence in winter for the elderly Violet family patriarch, and also the emperor of the empire, Clive Bressen.

In the atrium of the three-color courtyard, the head of internal affairs of the fire claw leader, Le Wen, a fox half-orc, was nervously asking Futaba, who was beside him with a calm face: "Are you sure there is no problem? You know, we don't have much time what……"

"I've explained to you before that this is a necessary preparation." Futaba, who was wearing a fire claw collar coat of arms outside the robe, glanced at him impatiently: "Why don't you come?"

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

"Phew, I'm really not very good at dealing with others." Futaba pushed her glasses helplessly, and sighed softly: "No matter how much you imagine a strange guy as a potato, the appearance below the neck is the same. They are all human..."

Levin shrugged his shoulders and looked at the girl with admiration. Although he was still somewhat uneasy, he had to admit that this young human female mage was much better than himself.

This is also the reason why Futaba, who originally only needed to act as a witness, was directly awarded the post of leader of the envoy by the chief Xi Luo before departure.

Whether it's wisdom, scheming or strategy, Levin, the chief think tank of the Fire Claw leader, feels that he is completely incomparable with the other party...

However, he was not dissatisfied at all. On the contrary, Levin was very grateful for the existence of Futaba.

[If she follows her previous thinking, maybe the Fire Claw Leader really has a chance to take the initiative outside the battlefield! 】

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

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

Levin nodded, and then whispered to Futaba: "Please take care of everything."

"I will do my best." Futaba replied 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, who can tell me how to get to the lounge..."

……

five minutes later
Courtyard of Tricolors, Palais Saint Laurent
The old man with white beard and hair is calmly playing with the musical instrument in front of him, and from time to time he writes something on the white paper beside him with a pen. His skin, which has not been well maintained, is slightly pale. He is tall but very thin. But it's not that kind of morbid thinness, but 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 not be easy for others to recognize his identity as an emperor when walking on the street.

"Magicians, bards, and alchemists are all reasonable, but they don't look like an emperor."

He slowly put down the sheet of music that had just been written in his hand, smiled kindly at Futaba, who seemed uncomfortable all over, and said, "Is that right?"

【No, I just think you look like a street painting seller...】

Futaba, who had been left in the air for quite a while, complained in the bottom of her heart, but on the surface she had an expression of "Damn you guessed it right" and nodded with great admiration: "You saw it."

"Hehe~ If I had a choice, I really want to be a bard who can travel across the mainland." The old emperor made a face at Futaba without any pretensions, and spread his hands: "It's a pity that someone must be the emperor."

Although Futaba is somewhat disapproving, Clever Blaisen's words are indeed from the heart. The three biggest hobbies of the nearly eighty-year-old emperor in his life are editing stories, composing music, and painting landscapes, and although they are only hobbies , but Clever's attainments in music and painting are all top-notch. If he were to change his background, this man who is quite talented in art is indeed very likely to become a great bard , but it's a pity, as he said...someone has to be the emperor.

Clever is not the only heir of the former Emperor Violet, but unfortunately his brothers are really not good enough. Some of them are aggressive, some are stupid, some are short-sighted, and some have evil intentions, but none of them are suitable When the emperor's...

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

Different from the Chauvin Empire with relatively unified power, although the Violet Empire is also called the 'Empire', the emperor's voice is far from that great. Outside of the Violet Territory in the center, the substantive supreme rulers of other places are still the local lords, whose status is probably equivalent to that of ancient Chinese feudal lords.

Ned once popularized science for Mo Tan and Futaba. This empire is formed by the combination of nine powerful families, they are Violet, Crystal Wolf, Hussein, Baroca, Dantis, Fei Ernan, Marshall, Simon, and Fireclaw, they are the vassals of a big country that occupied this land in the previous generation, but they became the masters of this place because of a joint rebellion that broke out under the tyranny thousands of years ago, and they took the lead. It was Clever's ancestor, Edmund Bracen who was the Grand Duke of Violet, who started the coup.

So after everything was over, the Violet family became a new generation of royal family as a matter of course, and the other eight great lords took root in the places they occupied after declaring their allegiance in name, becoming the existence of the emperor.

Of course, this world has never been peaceful, and everyone understands the principle of huddling together for warmth, so despite maintaining territorial autonomy all year round, these families have always surrounded the Violet royal family and regarded themselves as subordinates.

For thousands of years, the Violet family has always maintained the balance of the country in a moderate manner, not intervening too much, but it also always guarantees its own weight and right to speak, and at the same time shoulders the identity of checker, helm, and blame.

However, although this position is very high, it is also very delicate. Although their royal family has been sitting fairly securely for such a long time, if there is a mediocre person at any time, it is difficult to guarantee that other lords will not take the opportunity to seek power and usurp the throne. Such dramas, so Clever obediently inherited the Amethyst crown despite his full reluctance, and became emperor for more than fifty years.

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

So, without further ado...

"Forgive me, Your Majesty, I don't know any rules, so I'm going straight to the point." The old man in front of Shuangye didn't intend to continue to say anything, and immediately said with a serious face: "Our Fire Claw Leader met some Difficulties, I came to you to apply for a supreme meeting, and I would like to invite the other seven leaders..."

"Supreme meeting?" Clever frowned slightly, and the calm demeanor on his body instantly disappeared a lot: "What do you mean?"

It is not surprising that he has this kind of reaction. After all, the Supreme Meeting is not a joke. It is an emergency meeting that can only be initiated by the Violet Royal Family during extremely rare major events, catastrophes, or major decisions. With sufficient reasons, the other eight lords must respond immediately, and then go to the capital of Saramune to discuss in the shortest possible time. It is not an exaggeration to say that power is an important part of imperial power.

Of course, if the Violet family has nothing to do and just wants to play mahjong with you two times, or to play with you in a group, then it is purely self-slapping. If you call everyone for a reason, no lord will be in the mood to respond, and it will also cause a great blow to the majesty of the royal family.

So in most cases, the Supreme Meeting will not happen once in more than ten years. Of course, the Marshall Lord's private slave capture and trading is absolutely 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."

Clever was taken aback for a moment, and quickly asked, "Plague? You mean the Fire Claw Leader? A large-scale plague broke out in your place?"

"No, it's not the leader of the fireclaw." Futaba shook her head lightly, spread her hands sadly and said, "It's Misha County, which is located between our southeastern continent and the northeastern continent, where a plague broke out due to unknown reasons. Up to now, there have been tens of thousands of deaths and hundreds of thousands of infected people!"

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

"My lord, to be precise, that place is not too close to the 'Hinterland of the Empire'." 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, then it only takes a few days to reach the Fire Claw Territory."

Clever is not a stupid person, he almost immediately noticed the meaning of Futaba's words just now, and asked quickly: "You mean..."

"Although Misha County has now been cordoned off, try to prevent those infected people from leaving its area, but..." Futaba walked slowly in front of Clever, and said word by word: "Before the cordon is established , Thousands of people from Misha County have fled southward, and our fire claw leader has accommodated more than four figures of refugees during this period of time."

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

As 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 a symbolic "support" , but he was not too worried at the time. After all, such things as the plague are not uncommon on the mainland, but they often cause no disturbances. After all, the proportion of priests in this world is much higher than the proportion of doctors in the real world. Moreover, divine arts, alchemy, and magic are also relatively unreasonable.

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

"That's right, Your Majesty, we did find infected people among the refugees." Futaba nodded vigorously, and said in a trembling voice: "On the penultimate day before I set off with the envoys, we have already discovered More than [-] infected Misha County civilians, and [-]% of the Fireclaw Territory warriors sent to take care of them were also infected, and what is worrying is that the shamans and priests in the territory have no way to completely kill these people. This kind of plague can only slow it down to a certain extent at most, and the speed at which the plague spreads..."

Seeing Futaba swallow nervously, Clever couldn't help becoming nervous too.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he had never thought that the Duke of Fireclaw, who almost never came to the capital, would suddenly send someone to Salamune because of this kind of thing!

"One day later, just the day before I leave the territory." Futaba's complexion was a little pale, and she subconsciously hugged her thin shoulders tightly, her eyes widened like a female ghost who suddenly appeared behind some dragons in a ghost movie : "There are as many as [-] infected people, among them, twelve civilians from Misha County died, and three weaker Fireclaw fighters died!"

"What!" Clever was anxious at the time. He slammed the table and said loudly, "The speed of the spread is so fast. Now, isn't the Fire Claw leader..."

Seeing this, Futaba immediately bowed and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, we also immediately discovered how terrifying this plague is, so..."

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

"So what?" Clever couldn't help becoming more nervous.

"Chief Rhinoceros... no, I mean that at noon that day, Grand Duke Fireclaw ordered... to kill those infected people..." The girl said this, and suddenly her legs softened and she knelt on the ground. I can't cry.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu how miserable..."

Chapter [-]: The End

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