My name is Ren

Chapter 683 Murder of dreams will never be reality, but a knife stabbed from the dark

Emperor Byron wanted to die, but he didn't die.He originally wanted to die on the battlefield, and his death was vigorous. Those historians with relatively simple feelings might see it in the face of the heroic death, and write a few nice words for him in the history books, and they are worthy of themselves.But he really didn't expect that even if he wanted to die on the battlefield, he couldn't die in the end.His outfit was so eye-catching, the half-orc warrior slapped his sword on his head, stretched out his hand, and captured him.

He didn't die, and ended up as a captive. He gave those scholars the material to spray him. Presumably, he will become a very interesting one among the negative teaching materials in history books.Stupid, blind, arrogant, obviously not proficient in war and battle formation, he insists on conquering himself.Not to mention being captured alive, the last resistance that the entire human race participated in also completely collapsed because of his capture.

He is responsible and fully responsible for the decline of the status of all humans in the Byron Empire.

The half-orcs did not abuse the little old man, even though he had ordered more severe measures to deal with the half-orcs several times.He is an emperor, the emperor of humans, no matter what he has done, the orcs, who are the victors, naturally want to keep some of the most basic decency for him.Humiliation of the losers is not what warriors do. Half-orcs are violent in war, but outside of war, they appear rational. Perhaps this has something to do with everything they have encountered.

When Thrace saw Emperor Byron, the latter had already taken off his shining armor, and was wearing a casual suit, biting a roast leg of lamb.The golden yellow fat and the dark red mutton seem to have become the most moving colors in the world, deeply attracting the emperor.He rolled up his sleeves and held the leg of lamb with both hands in a shapeless way, biting and swallowing big mouthfuls. The small beard on his face was also stained with a lot of spices and sheep oil because of such a rude action.

When he heard footsteps, he glanced up, nodded to Thrace, and quickly put all his attention on the leg of lamb.Thrace watched him nibble a whole leg of lamb one bite at a time, then grinned and picked his teeth with a silver pick.Everything he showed was not as magnanimous as an emperor should be, but like a butcher on the side of the road, or a person doing lowly jobs.

Emperor Byron held the wine glass, took a sip, rinsed his mouth, and swallowed it. He patted his stomach in satisfaction and let out a sigh of relief, "It tastes good. I've always heard people say that roast leg of lamb should be eaten like this. I have never had a chance to try it before, but thanks to you, I finally tried it this time."

As an emperor, he must be an example for the entire human race. His words and deeds are watched by people, and he lives in "performances" every day.Many people only saw the scenery of the emperor in front of others, but they may not be able to see the hard work of the emperor and the depression behind him.

Thrace sat down nearby, looked at the clean sheep bones on the dinner plate, and laughed, "Maybe this is the price, you got the most fascinating thing in this world, so isn't it normal to pay something for it?" ? If everything is taken away from you, that's the real injustice."

"Your words are very reasonable, not at all like what a half-orc can say." Emperor Byron agreed with Thrace's emotion very much, and he did give a lot.People saw his scenery and his power, but they couldn't see what he gave up when acquiring these things.Family, friendship, even love, everything that might hinder him was murdered by him, cut into small pieces, and buried in the ground.

Thrace shook his head, "I didn't see this from somewhere, but I experienced it personally. I think you can understand what I'm going through."

Emperor Byron was deeply touched by Thrace's sentiment. He smiled wryly, and after a while he calmed down. Looking at Thrace, he asked, "What are you going to do with me? What are you going to do?"

The old emperor already knew that he had no chance of surviving. As long as he lived for a day, Thrace would never be able to reach the pinnacle of his life.Only after he is dead, the regicide who beheaded the "former emperor" is eligible to hold a new crown and crown himself.

Sensing the relaxed state of the old emperor at this time, Thrace just wanted to ask for advice.He is a half-orc, even if he can read, even if he has read many books, but he is still a half-orc.He was congenitally flawed, and being able to get the help of the old emperor was a very precious opportunity for Thrace.

He moved his buttocks, straightened his sitting posture, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "I will...then let someone contact all the orcs who can be wooed, and give them enough promises and benefits. Those who cannot be wooed There will definitely be objections to the half-orc's ascension to the throne. I will find a way to provoke their anger and let them take the initiative to send troops to crusade against me, a 'king-killing traitor'. I will gradually disintegrate the status of the orcs in the empire. and power until I can truly control the entire empire."

Thracian's idea is not surprising. To sum it up, it is nothing more than seducing and alienating, breaking apart, crushing, and digesting all the orcs bit by bit.This may be a very common method, but common often means effective, it works!
Emperor Byron had completely let go at this time, he looked carefully at Thrace, Thrace froze for a moment, and sat very upright.Emperor Byron nodded slightly, pointed at Thrace and asked, "Do you want to be ashamed?"

This question is very abrupt, like a friend you met for the first time on some occasions, and this strange friend suddenly asks you, do you eat shit or not, which makes people feel a little inexplicable and disgusted.But Thrace replied decisively, "Most of the time, I can be shameless."

Emperor Byron laughed loudly, why didn't he find out that there are such interesting people among the half-orcs before?He sighed, and finally, with an inexplicable smile on his face, he said to Seri: "Then go find a father, the Lion Clan is a good choice, I noticed that there is a golden circle around your neck Body hair, that is the characteristic of lion warriors, which is enough to prove that there is a blood relationship between you and lion tribe."

"They will use your blood to attack you, but if you elevate their status above you, the hostility will automatically disintegrate. As long as you find your 'father'!"

Thrace was dumbfounded after hearing this. He thought that he should not be considered a novice in politics, but when Emperor Byron said these words, he realized that he might have just started.

It has to be said that this is a very clever method. Apart from humans, even the most ferocious orcs will not kill their own children. Even if they are expelled, they will still be given a chance.If he went to the lion tribe to recognize a father according to Emperor Byron's statement, the lion tribe's sense of him would become wonderful.On the one hand, he is a bastard, on the other hand, he does show the characteristics of the lion tribe.

Suddenly the Lion Clan has an extra emperor's son, even if they don't say it, this is a very touching thing!
"I think the Lionheart is good. He has ambitions, and you have needs. He will understand this and will not refuse, because he has ambitions."

When the vast majority of orcs began to move closer to humans, the Lionheart King kept the wildness of the entire lion clan. This is definitely not something that can be explained by wisdom, it is a manifestation of his ambition.He has worked for the empire for so many years, it can be said that he is a loyal minister, but the old emperor thinks that he is paving the way for himself.Charlie's reputation is very high, especially among the orcs. He has made friends with many orcs, including some powerful races.

If he can master it well, Charlie will never mind such a bizarre thing as suddenly having an emperor's son.With the help of the status and authority of the lion clan in the orc clan, temporarily stabilize the situation in the empire. As long as the half-orcs complete the transformation in two to three years, who will be the father is another matter.What Thrace lacks now is time, and the old emperor found time for him.

The two talked for a long time, until it was completely dark, and there was still something to say.The old emperor said all the things he wanted to do but didn't dare to do in these years. He hoped that if Thrace had the opportunity, he could try to implement some of these ideas.When the old emperor was in power, there were too many constraints. The superficial orcs, the selfish human nobles, and many ideas that benefited the country and the people disappeared under the veto of these people.

What he couldn't do, he hoped that Thrace could do it, because he could see that Thrace had more courage and determination than him, and was able to accomplish those great feats!
"Great Thrace, the letter of surrender sent by the human representatives in the imperial capital, they hope to get your promise." A half-orc woman who was not much slender than a man shouted loudly outside the tent.Some of the half-orc women have some powerful orc genes in their blood, so they are born burly, and they are no worse than male half-orcs in fighting.

Among Thrace's guards, there are some half-orc women. It's not that he is a lustful evil spirit. Female half-orcs have more delicate attention than men, and they are also more careful than men in guard work.

Thrace and Emperor Byron looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.

Just before, they had discussed how this battle would end. The old emperor, who knew the faces of the nobles, firmly insisted that these guys would surrender and sacrifice the city by tomorrow morning at most.As long as Thrace does not harm their interests, or less harms their interests, they will immediately accept the rule of Thrace.Anyway, in whose family is it not to be an aristocrat?There is no need to hang yourself from a tree.

Thrace became more relaxed. The walls of the imperial capital were not only high, but also very thick. In addition, there was a large amount of food and weapons stored in the city. It would not be possible for thousands of people to conquer this city.Maybe the half-orc warriors who were not lost on the frontal battlefield will be lost in the next siege battle.Fortunately, after waiting for a day, they were finally willing to surrender!
The old emperor couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. He was captured in the morning, and the nobles had already decided to surrender in the evening. This was really a mockery and humiliation to his years of ruling.

Afterwards, no one could stop Thrace from marching towards the peak of power. On the third day, the imperial capital opened its gates to welcome the half-orc army into the city.There was no conflict in the whole process of entering the city and taking over the city defense, and all humans cooperated very well.Thrace also publicly praised the outstanding performance of the nobles in management actions, and hoped that everyone would maintain a restrained and rational attitude towards each other, so that the races and half-orcs could live peacefully and harmoniously under the same blue sky.

The special commissioner who came from the rear arrived at the imperial capital. Facing Thrace, who had already knocked on the gate of the imperial capital, the special commissioner was very frustrated and reported what happened here.Soon, the entire half-orc group knew the news, and almost all capable half-orcs began to move closer to the imperial capital, preparing to witness Thrace's ascension to the throne.In other places where there was still resistance, the resistance gradually subsided. The half-orcs took over the local defense work, and the entire Byron Empire became calm.

A week later, all the middle and high-level members of House of Hope arrived in the imperial capital.Although many of them were not very happy, they also had to attend the enthronement ceremony in Thrace.Everyone knows that the so-called United Council of Orcs has existed in name only.This group of "big shots" who have been in power for less than a week can only force a smile on their faces and watch the much-anticipated Thrace step up to the altar!

Just the night before Thrace's ascension to the throne, Oprah got drunk and staggered back to her temporary residence, a former earl's manor.Most of the half-orcs who had just completed the cause of "liberation" hadn't been completely corrupted yet, and still maintained high enthusiasm and a pure attitude, so there were no half-orc servants in the manor.Most of the people staying here are the maids and attendants left by the previous master.

He vomited all over, took a bath with the help of his attendants, and somewhat sobered up.Standing up unsteadily from the bathtub, and walking back to the bedroom wearing a bathrobe, he was suddenly taken aback, and his face became a little strange.

"What are you doing here?" He looked at Sistine who was sitting at the round table smiling, and immediately showed a disgusted expression on his face.

Thrace became greedy for profit and had an absolute relationship with this guy named Sistine. If it weren't for him and those hateful Desi people, Thrace would not have become as arbitrary and authoritarian as he is now.He didn't give Sistine any good looks, and walked out of the closet with a cold snort, took a few clothes casually, and put them on indiscriminately.

Facing the impatient Oprah, Sistine smiled.

He picked up the teapot on the table and got two cups of fragrant fruit tea, "I'm here to solve the things that bother you. Isn't this what you want most now?"

(End of this chapter)