Nine Hundred and Two Emperors in Hiding

In another corner of the world, in a majestic manor close to the city of Nomagas, in a castle built of long boulders, in a room that is not very commonly used on weekdays, a nobleman looked at the somewhat pale Nomagas. The emperor of the Ma Empire spoke persuasively, "Your Majesty, going on like this is not an option."

The emperor of the Norma Empire who was hiding here sighed, looking at the cup full of fresh milk in front of him, he felt that the morning sun was very glaring and made him very uncomfortable.

He has been hiding here for several days. To be honest, compared with the previous palace, the conditions here are much worse.

To protect his own safety, he brought only one confidant, who slept during the day and was responsible for monitoring the surrounding movement at night.

As the emperor of an empire, he was very vigilant. The wall of this room was a secret door, and behind the secret door was a secret passage, which was connected to a secret room that was not too spacious.

This secret room was originally used by this nobleman to hide his filth, and it was built so hidden that few people knew about it.

But no matter how concealed it is, hiding a person like a time bomb in his home, the nobleman still feels a lot of pressure.

So, this morning, he used the excuse of having breakfast with him as an excuse to let this time bomb go away.

He only heard him say: "Although eating alone won't arouse other people's suspicion, but if the other party really wants to investigate, it's not safe here!"

In fact, what he wanted to say was that such a big living person was hiding at home, and he didn't even feel at ease with having an affair with the maid at night. If the emperor came out, wouldn't he be scared out of epilepsy?

Moreover, what made him feel even more guilty was that in the past two days, the Irish Empire's arrest of the royal family of the Norma Empire has reached the point of frenzy.

Photos offering rewards were posted at the entrances of various police stations, and notices were posted all over the streets and alleys. What's even more frightening is that the amount of the reward has also risen to an exciting level!

The nobleman himself is fine, at least he hasn't confessed to his former emperor for such a sum of money, but he really can't guarantee that other people will not be able to withstand the temptation.

You know, once it is revealed that he secretly hid the emperor of the Norma Empire, then he, a nobleman, will probably be done.

The problem is that his death alone will not solve the problem. Once the Alan Hill Empire comes to his door, his family will lose their lives.

Under this premise, it seems to be the best choice to let this plague-like "former emperor" go away.

"Although you are hiding here, I can guarantee your safety, but as the search becomes stricter, sooner or later something will go wrong." He looked at the emperor of the Norma Empire who was unwilling to eat breakfast, and complained.

"I also know, but now I don't have a good solution, do I?" Hearing the complaints from his former subordinates, His Majesty the Emperor of the Norma Empire also looked depressed.

If he had other choices, he wouldn't have been living under the fence like this, talking so much nonsense in such an aggrieved small room.

The room itself is relatively remote, and it is similar to a warehouse. There is a wooden table in the middle of the room, which looks very old.

No way, this table was also exported by Alan Hill back then. The products produced by the first generation of woodworking machinery could be sold for a lot of money at that time, but now they are worthless and shabby.

This thing has no collection value at all, it is all produced by machines, there is no serial number, and there is no commemorative significance-so it is piled up here, and some sundries are placed here on weekdays.

After the emperor of the Norma Empire hid here, he simply tidied it up without putting any sundries on it, and usually used it as a dining table.

Even as a dining table, I dare not use it with much fanfare. Both the nobleman and the emperor of the Norma Empire will carefully clean up the table, avoiding leaving any clues that someone has used it.

Remembering that his country has now perished, the emperor of the Norma Empire showed a sad look on his face.

He coughed twice, and said awkwardly: "The opponent's attack speed is too fast, and I don't have any decent escape plan, so I can only hide here..."

"Your Majesty, I have nothing, but I have no way to guarantee that my servants and subordinates can withstand the temptation..." Seeing that the emperor of the Norma Empire did not intend to leave, the noble could only bite the bullet and continue.

He also knew that the other party understood what he said, and he also knew that the other party was pretending to be confused, but he couldn't help it. After all, his family still had to survive.

"Didn't you dismiss all the people who were not confidantes?" the emperor of the Norma Empire asked.

"It's because of the dismissal that we can keep you until now! Outside, the rewards for Alan Hill are increasing every day... Those who are reliable will one day be unreliable!" The old nobleman sighed. Said.

When the nobleman said this, there was a hint of intimidation: If you don't leave, a reliable person like me will become unreliable one day!

In the early morning, before breakfast, he was suffocated. The emperor of the Norma Empire finally couldn't bear it anymore. He cursed loudly, releasing the anger in his heart: "Those hateful mortals! Hateful mortals!"

Sadly, apart from this kind of vicious curse, he has no good way to solve the immediate crisis.

"Your Majesty, calm down!" The noble looked nervously in the direction of the door, he was really afraid that someone would hear such a shout.

Yesterday, those terrible magicians of Ellanhill just came to ask. Those magicians who have a keen sense of smell like hounds are not so easy to fool.

They only listen to a person's breathing rate, and they can analyze whether a person is lying or not. If it is not for the strong psychological quality, he may have been exposed long ago.

"How can I appease my anger? They took my empire, and they still want to hunt me down! The bastard Chris and I have a bloody feud!" the emperor of the Norma Empire said bitterly.

"Everything needs to be considered in the long term! Your Majesty!" the nobleman continued to persuade. He hoped that His Majesty the Emperor would quickly take revenge on Alan Hill, but he had to leave his home first.

The emperor of the Norma Empire sighed dejectedly again, and said, "Oh... I know, I didn't... didn't I also leave a way for myself... My second son has also gone into hiding, We sneak into the dark and bide our time!"

"When the time is right, I will definitely teach Chris a lesson! A big lesson! A lesson he will never forget!" Before the old nobleman could speak, he clenched his fists and said in the most sinister tone .