Nine Hundred and Eleven Behind

Without waiting for everyone to speak, he introduced himself: "I am the great Emperor of the Alan Hill Empire, the consul of this place appointed by the beloved, kind, generous, wise and wise His Majesty Chris. Cliff Arazar Ravens..."

"I am from the Holy Demon District, and I am a magician... My lord... Can you move your feet away from the people of His Majesty the Emperor? Even if he is guilty, he should be judged, and then proceed Punishment...According to the imperial law, you cannot lynch him."

"Uh...yes, I'm sorry..." The aristocrat, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, moved his foot away with a pale face.

He didn't expect that the consul who had only heard about it would come so fast and so suddenly.

According to his experience, or the experience of his ancestors' nobles, a huge empire like the Ireland Hill Empire rarely sends administrative officials to replace the nobles who surrendered.

There is no precedent for this, and it is also unreasonable: no empire can truly get rid of aristocratic politics, and the power of the aristocrats in the local area is deeply rooted. How could it be so easy to find a replacement official?

How many years? When the Southern Kingdom was strong, this was the territory of the Southern Kingdom, and when the Kashyyyk Empire invaded south, it became the territory of the Kashyyyk Empire.

Later, the demons came and slaughtered and ate people here, but they could only leave in embarrassment after a while.

Anyway, for such a long time, the forces that want to rule here have changed batch after batch, and each time they can only rely on the local nobles to achieve stable or unstable rule.

At first, he was worried that the Alan Hill Empire would really send an official to manage this land that almost no one cares about, but this kind of thing never happened.

No one would really arrange a consul for such a barren land, and no one would be willing to come here to serve as such an official with little oil and water.

Therefore, he never felt that when Alan Hill's army passed by here, it was true that the empire would send a consul.

He has always believed that his so-called acting consul will soon become a consul—as long as he surrenders and does not oppose the Alan Hill Empire, then he can secure the position of the consul.

The result seemed to be beyond his expectation. At this moment, a man who claimed to be the consul of the Elanhill Empire appeared in front of him, and this man, like him, was a magician!

Look at the other party's outfit,

In other words, if you dress up, you can know that this is a real magician, not like him, but just awakened a little magic talent in the tide of magic.

The middle-aged magician who claimed to be from the holy magic area showed a letter of commission representing his identity to the crowd watching him. There is also a consul ID card that can be carried with you.

Then he put these away, looked at the girl who was held up by the guards of the two castles, and asked with a finger: "Did she commit a crime? Theft? Or something else? Why treat a girl so roughly?"

"My lord, my lord... She did steal it!" Hearing the other party's question, the nobleman hurriedly followed the other party's train of thought, and opened his mouth to justify his actions: "She is a habitual offender... This man lying on the ground is Her accomplice! Also her brother!"

"You lied!" In the crowd, the man with dry lips who had just stood up shouted loudly.

Among the crowd, some people also shouted. They have been oppressed for too long, and when they heard the noble lie, they immediately became agitated: "He is lying! My lord!"

"My lord! He is not telling the truth!" The girl who was held up by the soldiers was also defending herself loudly: "My lord! I am innocent! He is the devil! No! He is more like a devil than a devil!"

They shouted one after another, and the nobles standing by the castle wall blushed, pointed at those people and shouted loudly: "These people are troublemakers! They are all thieves! Thieves! And some people are robbers! "

"What you said is very interesting!" The consul nodded, and looked at the sophistry with great interest: "You mean, the people around here are all sinners, but you yourself are innocent?"

"Gudu..." The nobleman swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes! My lord! These people are all criminals! Deserters! Robbers and thieves!"

"The most daring person I've ever seen is not as good as you." The new consul stretched out his hand and pointed to the nobleman: "As a magician, I can't share your majesty's worries. You exist in this world. It's a blasphemy against magic."

"What... what did you say?" The nobleman couldn't believe his ears. He lived here and managed it for generations - there were more than 100 soldiers in his castle. Who would dare to talk to him like that here?

"I said, your life is a kind of blasphemy to magic." The new consul looked at each other and said word by word.

"You! You don't believe in a nobleman! You don't believe in a magician! Instead, you believe in these dirty, savage civilians?" The nobleman questioned loudly, not believing his ears.

He took two steps back with some fear, stood in front of several soldiers, and said, "I just paid the country's tax last month! The acting city lord of the city knows me very well!"

"Threatening the consul, the crime will be aggravated... By the way, I forgot to tell you, before I came here, the acting city lord you mentioned has been arrested... Embezzled and accepted bribes, and you happen to be one of the bribers! "

"What? What did you say? Your lord Earl... was arrested?" The nobleman was terrified when he heard the news, his eyes widened, and he questioned: "You are lying to me! You are lying! "

"Are you lying? You will know soon. He has already confessed the fact that he and you cooperated with the devil when the devil attacked... plus your crime of oppressing the civilians just now, soon you and him will be together." Individuals can meet each other in the Underworld!" The new consul said with a smile: "Surrender! Don't make unnecessary resistance!"

"Go to hell with me!" Knowing that what he had done was exposed, the nobleman who was doomed retreated while loudly urging the guards beside him, "Go to me! There is only one person!"

The soldiers around him all dropped their swords on the ground—just kidding! He is indeed only one person, but you can't see, there is a dragon behind this lord?

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