Chapter 1 Northland

The vast white university fell to the ground. The scenery in the North is always inevitably affected by this severe cold climate.

Su Yi was sitting on a rickety carriage. This was thanks to the simple folk customs of the northern people, otherwise he would not have been able to hitch a ride casually.

"Hey fellow, where are you going?"

Fellow? Su Yi touched his nose in embarrassment. His thin shirt could be considered a fancy dress here, right? Can he still be considered a fellow countryman?

Su Yi didn't refute anything, scratched his nose, and then said: "Imperial Capital, I want to go to Imperial Capital."

Hearing Su Yi's words, the faces of the people on the carriage suddenly became extremely strange, because they were from a foreign ethnic group in the north, and so far they should have been fighting against the hostile forces of that corrupt dynasty.

And now that Su Yi said that he wanted to go to the imperial capital, it would inevitably cause unrest among the people on this carriage, but Su Yi didn't care, because he could see that the people on the carriage were not a threat, and there was no such thing here. A hidden role like a sweeping monk.

"That... the Imperial Capital, I wonder what the young man will do in the Imperial Capital?"

After hearing Su Yi's goal, Yata, a northerner sitting opposite him, suddenly fell down, and his title changed from "kind fellow" to "young man".

But Su Yi didn't seem to hear the change in Yatta's tone at all. He took a breath of hot breath into his hand, and then said with a firm face.

"Assassinate the Emperor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dry food that Atta originally held in his hand suddenly froze at his mouth, and he didn't put it in for a long time.

"Wha...what, what did you say?"

Atta looked at Su Yi in surprise. He was really surprised, because Su Yi's serious look didn't look like he was joking at all.

If Su Yi was serious, then Yatak would have to take a high look at the young man in front of him who didn't seem to be much older.

Su Yi's idea of ​​going to the imperial capital where dragons and crouching tigers hide to assassinate the emperor is definitely crazier than anyone else.

Even the Brave of the North, Romasaka, who is currently commanding the battle on the front line, is not as exaggerated as the guy in front of him.

"Are you serious?"

Looking at Su Yi sitting opposite him, Yata finally showed a serious expression.

"Nonsense, could I still be joking?"

Su Yi smiled and shook his head. Regarding Yata, Su Yi felt that he was very cute, at least until now when he communicated with this simple and somewhat silly guy.

Su Yi already understood to some extent why the foreign nations in the north were defeated by the imperial capital, although the imperial capital might be a little more corrupt, and even the nobles there might have some disgusting quirks.

But from a scheming point of view, this can be said to be one country with two intelligences. The intelligence of these foreign ethnic groups in the north cannot be compared with those perverts in the imperial capital.

Don't underestimate perverts. Every pervert has a strange brain circuit, and the more perverts are full of criminal thoughts, the more surprising the development of their brains.

In terms of tactical ability, Numasaka has already lost to Esdeath, not to mention combat power. In the entire Zhantong manga, except for Chitong who used the hidden skill at the end, no one is Esdeath at all. Des' opponent.

It is an established fact that the Imperial Equipment of the Devil's Essence is recognized as the strongest among the forty-eight types of Imperial Equipment created by the First Emperor.

And Su Yi couldn't reverse anything, because Esdeath himself was indeed terrifyingly strong.

After hearing Su Yi's bold words about assassinating the emperor, Atta suddenly smiled and spoke in a much more polite tone. Even the only dry food he had on him, he did not forget to take out some and give it to Su Yi.

Su Yi took the dry food handed over by Yata, threw it into his mouth casually, and made a squeaking sound, but for Su Yi's absolute confidence in his physical fitness.

Just now, he really thought that the thing that shattered was his own tooth.

What kind of dry food is this? Damn it, it's harder than bricks. You can build a house with just a few dozen pieces, and the house you build will be absolutely first-rate and solid!

But this can't be blamed on Atta. The climate in the North is already cold and very dry. Atta has been walking in this snowstorm for four or five days.

When I met Su Yi, the dry food I brought with me was almost dry, and there was no way to make a fire to make some normal food here.

It's pretty good to have steamed buns that are as hard as granite.

Probably because he heard the constant crunching sound coming from Su Yi's mouth, Yata also felt very embarrassed, so after much hesitation, he asked for a bottle of soju like the driver driving the carriage in front.

Of course, this is not the kind of steaming soju that is roasted on the fire now, but the kind of pure liquor with a very high alcohol content.

After a sip of wine, it's as if a fire is set in the stomach. The spicy burning sensation will rush out of the stomach crazily and go straight to the limbs and bones. Finally, with circles of drunkenness, swim around. to the brain.

People like Su Yi generally don't drink, let alone such strong alcohol. It has nothing to do with the amount of alcohol. Su Yi knows that alcohol, whether drunk or not, will affect the brain to a certain extent as long as it is drunk. thinking.

As the saying goes, wine makes people bold, and wine can make people impulsive. Even if Su Yi is very satisfied with his self-control ability, the unique and strong smell of wine will affect his actions to a certain extent.

But now Atta's honest and simple smile has handed over a bottle of wine. If he doesn't follow it, he will look like he is

Somewhat unsociable.

And now Su Yi is indeed a little cold due to the snowstorm, so he might as well drink some wine to warm up.

Nodding, Su Yi reached out to take the wine from Yatta, then opened the cork, and took a sip under Yatta's greedy look.

The wine is really not that good. It tastes like an inferior product forcibly blended with alcohol.

But I have to say that this stuff is indeed strong enough. After drinking it, Su Yi felt as if a ball of fire was burning in his body. He burped, and Su Yi took two more sips.

After a few sips of wine went down his throat, Su Yi really warmed up. After closing the lid and handing the wine back to Atta, Su Yi leaned on the carriage and continued to stagger forward with the carriage. ..