Princess Sharlut opened her mouth several times to ask about Griffith, but in the end she was unable to ask for some reason.
Because in her memory, it was Guts and Casca who rescued the dying Griffith, so theoretically, they should have been together ever since then.
But she didn't know about the demon ascension ceremony that sacrificed the entire Eagle Group, and Griffith's transformation from a human to God's Hand - Fermont.
Likewise, Guts didn't know how to face this princess whose country was basically destroyed, and the unspeakable relationship between her and Griffith.
The two of them just stared at each other for a long time. Finally, the young knight broke the silence and suggested, "This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the woods ahead and rest for a while. Otherwise, the smell of blood will attract wolves or other beasts, which will be troublesome."
"You're right, this is indeed not a suitable place for conversation."
Gus glanced around at the mutilated corpses and the large amount of blood scattered in the soil and grass and decisively chose to agree.
In this way, the three people, each in a carriage, continued to move along the bumpy dirt road for nearly half an hour. After confirming that they were far away from the battlefield, they suddenly turned into a clearing in the woods and started to light a bonfire and camp.
After a while, the sky quickly darkened and the terrifying night arrived.
As war broke out in the east of the continent, many city-states and countries were destroyed, so anyone with a little common sense and rationality would choose to camp by the road.
That's basically the same as telling everyone come on, there are a few idiots here to rob.
Especially the light of a campfire, which is like a bright lamp in the dark in the wild and can cause all kinds of troubles.
Of course, Princess Sharlut and the knight beside her certainly don't know this knowledge gained through experience.
Even the bonfire was made by Guts who picked up some dry firewood from the surrounding area.
Feeling the warmth emanating from the orange-red flames, the princess, who had been shivering from the rapidly dropping temperature at night, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe because she escaped in such a hurry, she obviously didn't bring much with her, not even a decent coat, only this gorgeous long dress.
In order to reflect luxury and beauty, the clothes of nobles are usually not very warm.
The design with a lot of translucent lace in front of you makes the situation even worse.
When the temperature drops below 12 degrees Celsius at night, it has no warming effect at all.
If there was no lit bonfire, we would probably catch a cold even if we hid in the carriage.
Fortunately, Sharlut met Guts at the critical moment, otherwise what would be waiting for her would be the most horrible and miserable ending for a woman.
When she thought of the mercenaries' naked and unconcealed looks at her, and the possible abuse she might suffer, she shuddered involuntarily.
But she soon put these horrible images behind her and stared at the delicious food emanating from the iron pot.
As a mercenary and avenger who roamed alone for many years, Guts often survived alone in the wild in order not to implicate others. He would only enter the town for supplies when the salt, dry food and condiments were used up.
So he had already mastered the cooking skills.
Especially the rabbits and pheasants shot with crossbows, which have become very tempting after being fried in olive oil.
In addition, Sharlut had not eaten anything decent for two days since she escaped from the palace, so her stomach began to rumble.
Not only her, the young knight next to her was not much better.
Although this young man of noble birth had obviously received good training, it did not mean that he, who had grown up in a castle and a palace, knew how to survive in the wild.
It was not difficult to tell from his frustrated face and messy black hair that this knight with fairly good fighting skills had suffered a lot in the past two days.
"Give!"
Gus put the grilled rabbit and chicken on wooden skewers and handed them to the two men.
Although he always looks cold and aloof, he is actually a warm-hearted person who can always perceive what the other person needs most urgently at the first moment.
"Thanks!"
The princess and the knight thanked them at the same time, and then wolfed down the food without caring about how hot it was.
They hadn't eaten for two days and were so hungry that even the etiquette education they received since childhood could not overcome their physiological instincts.
In just about half a minute, about three or four hundred grams of meat were eaten up in a flash.
The young knight gnawed every chicken bone clean without any image, and even licked his fingers, with an expression of being unsatisfied.
In comparison, Sharlut's eating manner was much more gentle. Although she ate very quickly, she always put small bites into her mouth.
After she had finished eating the whole piece of rabbit meat, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. Then she asked in an uncertain tone, "Are you going to look for Griffith too?"
"Yeah, that's right, I'm going to kill this bastard myself!"
Guts gave a creepy grin.
"Kill...Kill him? Why? Aren't you fellows of the Eagle Group?"
The princess was stunned for a moment, her eyes revealing shock and disbelief.
“Because he sacrificed the entire Order of Eagles himself.
By killing all of us, he becomes the devil and satisfies his twisted and morbid ambitions and desires.
Do you think Griffith is still the same person who swore allegiance to the Kingdom of Midland? No! From the moment he was sacrificed, he was no longer a human being, but a demon from the abyss.
Otherwise, how do you think he, who was only half dead at the time, recovered to his current state?"
Guts shattered the princess's dream in the most direct and straightforward way.
"No! You're lying! How could such a perfect person like Griffith do such a cruel thing? How could he be the devil from the abyss?"
Sharlut obviously couldn't accept this cruel fact, and she covered her ears and screamed.
The princess had obviously been protected too well since childhood, so she had never seen the darkness of human nature and the wickedness of human hearts. She also didn't understand what kind of cruel things an ambitious man like Griffith, who had climbed up from the bottom, could do to achieve his goals.
The only thing she remembered was Griffith's face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, his heroic performance in ending the Hundred Years' War between the Midland Kingdom and the Yoda Empire, and his graceful demeanor when facing her.
Facts have proved that women who are in a love-brain state are usually not rational at all, and they have their own filters when looking at people.
"So you ran away from the palace just to find Griffith? Do you think that after you lose your identity as the princess of the Kingdom of Midland, he will still hold you in his hands like a treasure like before? Don't be naive.
When you lose your usefulness, even the former Griffith will kick you away without hesitation.
Did you know that he once had an intimate relationship with the governor of the Yoda Empire for military funds?
Later on the battlefield, Griffith took advantage of the fact that the other party coveted his beauty to make targeted arrangements, and afterwards killed the opponent with his own hands since he was no longer of any use to him.
This is his true face, an ambitious man who will do anything to achieve his goals.
And why do you think your uncle, the king's brother, Juris, was assassinated?
That was Griffith's order, and I was the one who carried it out."
When Gus said this, there was obvious sarcasm and mockery in his tone.
He could understand the admiration and love that this young princess had for Griffith.
After all, when Griffith pursues someone, no matter whether they are men or women, it is almost impossible to resist his amazing charm that cannot be described in words.
Casca has been secretly in love with and admired Griffith for a long time and is willing to do anything for him.
Even Guts himself once fell for it and willingly became a tool for the other party to realize his ambitions.
But what is the result?
When the Overlord Egg was activated, Griffith trampled on it mercilessly! The intense pain, anger and hatred devoured Guts' heart like a poisonous snake.
He dared to guarantee that if Sharlut went to Griffith, her final fate would be very miserable, and she might even become a pathetic plaything.
Just as the princess was extremely shocked by the explosive information, the young knight beside her suddenly drew his sword and roared angrily: "Damned executioner! So you are the murderer who killed Count Juris and his family! I will avenge them today!"
"Revenge? Just you? Besides, even if you want revenge, you should go to Griffith. Because I was just a sword in his hand."
Gus glanced at the other person, sneered and shook his head, obviously not taking it seriously.
Because if this young man dared to swing his sword at him, he would definitely kill him without hesitation.
As for the guilt he felt for killing Juris' young son, Adonis, he had already let it go with the end of the journey to the West.
The young knight was obviously well aware of Guts's strength, so he froze in place, his sword-holding hand trembling slightly involuntarily, and fear revealed in his eyes.
Just as the atmosphere around the campfire was becoming more and more tense and depressing, another figure suddenly walked out of the darkness slowly.
When the metallic skull face appeared in front of the three people, Princess Sharlut and the knight both gasped.
Only Guts remained calm. He picked up a piece of fried meat with a knife and put it into his mouth. Without raising his head, he asked, "You suddenly showed up at this time. Are you trying to stop me from going to find Griffith?"
"No, I just want to find out what happened to you."
The Skeleton Knight walked straight to the campfire and sat down, ignoring the other two people from beginning to end.
In other words, in his eyes, people like Princess Sharlut and the young knight, who were trapped in the law of causality, were of no value at all.
"As you can see, I have gained the power from another demon god that can fight against the God's Hand and even kill them. Now Griffith is no longer invincible to me. I can break the law of cause and effect that is bestowed on him."
Gus gave the answer without any intention of hiding anything.
He still has a favorable impression and a grateful heart towards this mysterious man who saved him and Casca on the day of the sacrifice.
Although he doesn't know the other party's origins so far, as long as he is the enemy of God's Hand, he is a comrade-in-arms.
"Why did that man give you such power? What are his intentions for this world?" The Skeleton Knight continued to ask.
Gus swallowed the food in his mouth and shook his head with a wry smile: "You ask me?
How could I possibly know.
In fact, so far I only know that his name is Soth, the lord of the ninth layer of Baator Hell, the devil prince, the lord of the dark dimension, and the supreme father of New Phyrexia.
In addition, before I fell into a coma, I vaguely saw a terrifying humanoid monster with a huge body that exuded endless majesty, and a giant dragon with multiple heads.
Maybe that's his true self.
The human form we see now is just a disguise.
But no matter what, he gave me the power of revenge, so I am willing to be used."
"What's the price? What do you lose while gaining power?"
There was a hint of heaviness in the Skeleton Knight's tone.
Guts replied nonchalantly, "The price is that if I die one day, my soul will belong to him. That's not too harsh, right?"
"soul?"
The two cold lights in the Skeleton Knight's eyes flashed violently.
Because anything that involves the soul is dangerous and complicated.
"Yes. I signed a contract and exchanged my soul for power. At least it seems fair to me, and there are no other restrictions."
As he spoke, Guts raised his hand and released a ball of raw soul energy, and his entire arm seemed to be wrapped in silver mist.
The Skeleton Knight stared at this energy for two or three seconds before he sighed: "Alas - you are too reckless. You don't understand the meaning of the soul at all. And don't you worry that the guy will use you to achieve his own ulterior motives?"
“It doesn’t matter.
I'll pay any price to kill Griffith.
I couldn't care less what the world would become.
Moreover, judging from what Soth did in the western part of the continent, I think it might not be a bad thing to let him rule over mankind.
At least most people no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold, and can live better than before."
Guts certainly didn't take the Skull Knight's warning seriously.
Because he had seen the vibrant and thriving state of the western part of the continent, and also personally experienced the convenience brought by the train when he came back, so he had already accepted this model of developing productivity and improving people's living standards in his heart.
Moreover, in his eyes, even if Zuo Si would become an evil god and tyrant in the future, he would definitely be many times better than his current terrible state.
Since it won't get any worse, why not give it a try? "So what's going on with your current state? Have you become the opponent's God's Hand?"
The Skull Knight continued to question, obviously very dissatisfied with Guts' current attitude.
"No, I am still me, and I am not controlled or influenced mentally. According to Soth, I am his elect, and we have common goals and interests, that's all."
After saying this, Gus no longer paid attention to the other party and concentrated on eating. After a while, he had cleaned up all the remaining food in the pot.
After realizing that he could not get any more useful information, the Skeleton Knight immediately turned around, mounted his beloved warhorse, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the jungle.
Sharlut and the knight beside her were trembling with fear at this scene that was completely beyond their comprehension.
They managed to get by all night like this, and early the next morning the three of them set out on their journey to the Eagle City.
It was obvious that Guts was planning to use Princess Sharlut to get a direct meeting with Griffith, and then attack and kill him without saying a word.
Princess Sharlut wanted to see with her own eyes whether her beloved had really turned into a complete demon king as Guts described.
…
At the same time, far away in Kaldheim, she was busy collecting more cosmic nectar, monsters and titanium crystals, when she suddenly received a message from Anastasia.
Especially the artifact in her hand that looks like a fairy wand - [Scepter of the Warlock King], has now completely turned into a translucent structure that is as gorgeous as the nectar of the universe. It is obvious that the top material [titanium crystal] used to create the artifact in this time and space has been added.
This material is not metal, but is condensed from the sap flowing from the World Tree.
The World Tree God Eshika uses this thing to create the [Universe Elixir] that the gods rely on to maintain their own divine power.
It is not difficult to tell from the weapons and equipment on her body that little Annie has collected a lot of good things in this time and space, and has also learned and mastered a lot of magic-related knowledge and quasi-divine powers.
Sudden!
An old man with large mysterious runes carved all over his body, a bald head and countless thick beards on his chin suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
One of his eyes glowed with a blue light, and there was a huge crow on one of his shoulders.
It is not difficult to judge from the endless majesty that this is a god of Kaldheim.
To be precise, it is the god of knowledge - Elland.
In the myths and legends of this world, he gained vast knowledge by fighting cosmic monsters that are older than gods, and he is also the god of magic in this world.
He observed with interest for a while, then smiled and asked, "Little guy, why are you frowning? Who made you unhappy?"
"No, I just ran into a little trouble."
"Oh? What's the trouble? Tell me about it, maybe I can help you a little."
Elland's tone revealed naked and undisguised fondness.
From the conversation, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is obviously very good, and Ailande completely treats the other as his own child.
But little Annie shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you can't help me. The trouble didn't happen in Kaldheim, but in another time and space."
"That's such a shame."
Elland shrugged helplessly.
"Can I borrow something from you?"
Little Annie suddenly raised her head and blinked her beautiful big eyes.
Elland nodded without hesitation: "Of course. As long as I have it, you can borrow anything you want."
"I want your eye!"
Little Annie pointed her finger at the god's glowing right eye.
"Oh? Why would you want it?"
Without saying a word, Elland took off the glowing eye and placed it in his palm.
As a time and space similar to Norse mythology, his positioning is actually very similar to Odin, so this eye is equivalent to the Eye of Odin, which contains very powerful power.
"Because I'm not sure if my father is behind this trouble. For safety reasons, I must be fully prepared, otherwise it will be terrible if I get caught."
As she spoke, little Annie's eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and fear.
Obviously, although she is rebellious and has a changeable personality, she is not a fool. She knows how dangerous her current situation is and that if she is not careful, she may fall into the trap woven by Zuo Si.
"Ah, bad kids who leave home without permission are always afraid of their strict fathers, so you want to use my eyes to give them a warning?"
艾郎德嘴角出现了非常明显的上扬，甚至还有那么点幸灾乐祸。
他早就听对方说起过离家出走的事情，以及从父亲身边抢走刚出生弟弟的行为，所以对于这场家庭矛盾的态度始终是站在一旁看好戏。
毕竟像类似的情况在凯德海姆实在是太常见了。
唯一让他不确定的是，能让小安妮如此惧怕的旅法师父亲究竟有多么强大。
没有任何犹豫！
艾郎德直接把自己的那只眼睛递给了小安妮，然后伸出大手摸了摸女孩的小脑瓜。
“谢啦！”
小安妮拿到泛着蓝光的眼睛后立马露出满足的笑容，当场发动类神力凭空将其制作成吊坠挂在脖子上。
等做完这一切，她立刻发动旅法师火花原地消失。
感受着周围空间的剧烈波动，艾郎德不由得微微感叹道：“真是个充满活力且叛逆的小丫头呢。幸亏我不是她的父亲，不然肯定会被活活气死。”
……
左思显然不知道自己得到了凯德海姆时空知识之神的同情，眼下正在一边调教幼生的泰坦星魂，一边凝聚属于自己的邪恶之心，甚至就连对国事都不怎么上心了。
反倒是那些臣子、官僚、军队和平民，对于王国即将更名为帝国、国王马上要变成皇帝，爆发出了前所未有的狂热。
尤其是四面出击的军团，更是疯狂的攻城略地想要在这个关键时刻为伟大的皇帝陛下献上一份大礼。
随着武器装备越来越先进，将军和指挥官们的战术也变得格外大胆激进，已经不再满足于能在战场上击败对手，而是更倾向于通过小范围的进攻刺激对方集结兵力，然后通过一场决定性的大会战来全歼主力，然后分兵完成对整片区域的征服。
更离谱的是，仗着热武器对冷兵器的碾压，即便是只有对方五分之一乃至十分之一的兵力，他们也敢主动出击追着对方打。
可以说军心和士气早就在一次又一次的胜利中被建立起来。
整个军队系统从上到下都以自己是这个国家的一份子而感到骄傲、自豪。
事实证明，战争是淬炼国家和民族最好的大熔炉。
当那些征召的义务兵退伍回到家乡，自然就会成为这个崭新国家最坚定的支持者，并不断影响改变周围邻居的思想与观念。
此时此刻，在王宫的大殿内，已经被提拔到元帅位置的赫米特正当着群臣的面大声朗读来自前线的几封战报。
每念完一封，旁边的书记官就会在地图上将被征服占领的地区涂上象征国土的蓝色，而那些正在交战中的区域则涂成红色，一边所有人都能直观的感受到现如今的帝国究竟有多么强大。
看着一个又一个国家、城邦和贵族领地就这样在军团摧枯拉朽的进攻下土崩瓦解，那些昔日高高在上的贵族变成任由自己肆意妄为的奴隶和玩物，不少出身社会底层的人内心之中都得到了极大满足。
同样的，他们也对那个坐在王座上缔造了这一切的伟大皇帝感到由衷的敬佩和崇拜。
“陛下，按照目前的推进速度，最多半个月左右我们就可以与米特兰王国、库夏帝国接壤了。请问接下来我们是否要停战休整一段时间，然后在边境积蓄力量发动一场决定整个大陆归属权的战争？”
赫米特在朗读完所有的战报后小心翼翼的询问道。
“元帅阁下。我认为没必要那么着急，完全可以让前线的军队推进速度放慢，先让他们自己打一场消耗实力，届时我们再看准机会坐收渔翁之利。”
另外一名身披将军制服的男人站出来发表了自己的观点。
他的话立马得到了不少人的认同。
毕竟无论军事力量多么强大的国家都绝对不会喜欢打硬仗，而是更喜欢等敌人两败俱伤后再下场收拾残局。
更何况库夏帝国和米特兰王国可不是什么省油的灯。
前者的妖兽军团和后者的改造人军团都是不折不扣的超自然力量，中间还夹着一个由格里菲斯领导的使徒军团。
由于左思大批量把使徒和幽界能量制造的亡灵生物扔到工厂和工地去弥补劳动力的不足，导致他们在帝国高层眼中早已不是什么秘密，甚至有些疯癫的家伙开始研究如何把人改造成使徒并取得了一定程度的进展。
所以包括赫米特在内的军方早就知道使徒、妖兽和改造人的大概实力，并且制定了一系列针对性的战术。
眼下的帝国军队早已不是封建时代那种东拼西凑出来的乌合之众，而是一群有纪律、有信仰、知道自己为何而战的近现代军队。
手里老旧的滑膛枪也基本都换成了带弹夹的步枪、机枪、火箭筒，大炮的射程更是无限接近于第一次世界大战的水平。
所以使徒、妖兽、改造人虽然拥有非人的力量，可军方却并没有半点畏惧之色，反而十分期待能在这些强大敌人的身上试试自己的新武器威力。
“不！我认为刚好相反，绝不能放慢推进的速度，而是要趁着对方相互提防无暇西顾的空档一鼓作气把边境推到对方眼前。如此一来，我们就能有更多的战略纵深，甚至是在对方的土地上打仗。”
另外一名将军提出了截然相反的建议。
从那毫不退让的态度很容易就能看出，他是个彻头彻尾的鹰派，而且即便在鹰派中也属于最激进的那一类。
这个派系的诉求很简单，就是“普天之下莫非王土”，一定要打到这片大陆只剩下一个国家，其余的统统都要毁灭。
“陛下，您认为呢？”
赫米特显然不想掺和这两个派系之间的争斗，直接把皮球踢给王座上的左思。
左思则不耐烦的挥了挥手：“这种小事你们自己开会讨论就好，实在争论不休就通过投票来决定。相比起这个，我更想知道库夏帝国的使者到哪了。”
“库夏帝国的使者已经登上火车，不出意外的话最多五天应该就能到了。”王室总管贝特朗赶忙站出来汇报道。
“你搞清楚这位使者的底细了吗？”
左思摸着下巴饶有兴致的问。
很显然，他对于恐帝和库夏帝国远比格里菲斯感兴趣的多。
因为库夏帝国在这个世界所扮演的角色，就相当于地球上十四世纪毁灭了东罗马拜占庭的奥斯曼帝国，而且还缝合了一堆南亚次大陆的元素。
换而言之，库夏帝国极有可能是一个领土面积巨大无比的前现代超级帝国。
而且还不是蒙古人建立的那种松散组织结构，而是实行君主独裁的中央集权政体。
这在交通和通讯相对落后的前现代几乎是不可能完成的伟业。
再加上恐帝是第一个明确站出来反抗神之手、反抗深渊之神的使徒，同时也是唯一一个成功二次升魔的使徒，其力量甚至连通了魔子宫最终贯穿两个世界的壁垒。
无论从哪一点来看，恐帝都是这个世界当之无愧的霸主，一个无比强势的暴君。
贝特朗苦笑着回应道：“万分抱歉，陛下。
我们对于库夏帝国的了解太少了，根本不清楚格尼修卡大帝宫廷的情况。
所以对于这位使者也是一无所知。
但他带来了相当丰厚的礼物，光是金银珠宝和珍贵的香料就装满了整整一个车厢，甚至还包括上百名年轻貌美的女奴。”
“那这位使者的意图又是什么呢？或者说库夏帝国的皇帝想要让他达成怎样的目的？”
左思抬起手指轻轻敲打着王座的扶手。
“额……我想不出意外的话应该跟大陆东方相互对峙的局面有关。也许他希望我们能出兵从背后攻击米特兰王国或鹰之都来牵制这两股势力。”贝特朗用不是很确定的语气猜测道。
“我认为可能会包括联姻。”
另外一名大臣站出来提醒道。
“联姻？”
左思微微愣了一下。
因为据他所知，恐帝在第一次献祭的时候用的就是自己的儿子，而且上位的过程相当血腥，所以理论上整个皇室家族应该剩不下什么人了。
否则但凡有个继承人，恐帝死后强盛的库夏帝国也不会立马就分崩离析，而是能起码维持一段时间。
大臣赶忙点了点头补充道：“陛下，库夏帝国并不是像我们这片大陆实行严格的一夫一妻制，私生子通常没有继承权。
他们采取的是一夫多妻制，只要血统没问题就有继承权。
所以对方极有可能趁机提出联姻，然后嫁一个公主过来。
再以此为基础达成盟约瓜分大陆东边的土地。”
“呵呵，如果真是这样那就有意思了。”
左思抿起嘴角浮现出玩味的笑容。
他有一种预感，恐帝的使者肯定是冲着格里菲斯和他的影之都去的。
因为相比起翰赛尔控制的米特兰王国，在恐帝的眼中作为神之手的格里菲斯才是真正的生死大敌。
As long as he is unwilling to bow and submit to the agent of the God of the Abyss, he will inevitably do everything possible to kill him or exile him back to the deepest part of the underworld.
Just as the royal palace was busy preparing for the ceremony of the kingdom's promotion to an empire and welcoming the envoys of the Kushan Empire, on the rails far outside the royal capital, a steam locomotive was blaring a shrill whistle and moving forward at a very fast speed.
In one of the carriages sat an envoy from the Kushan Empire.
This is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties or fifties, with a thick beard and a turban wrapped around his head and inlaid with gems.
He was wearing a gorgeous gold-thread robe and holding a golden scepter. His face was serious and solemn, and his eyes were always fixed on the luxurious carriage specially prepared for him.
Sitting on the sofa opposite was a stunning beauty who exuded exotic charm from head to toe, sipping tea leisurely.
The woman in a purple gauze dress, barefoot on an expensive handmade carpet, stroked her long black hair, and then asked with a smile, "Governor Madir, you seem very nervous?"
"Of course! Doesn't this steel train that can run automatically and carry a large number of people and materials at a time make you realize how powerful and terrifying this country is?
Moreover, the journey that originally took more than a month to complete now only takes four or five days.
What a speed and what a transport capacity.
If used in war, it means that troops can be transported to any place along the way in a very short time.
Please forgive me for being frank, but the opponent's strength is probably not much inferior to our Kusha Empire."
As he said this, the man known as Governor Madir subconsciously clenched his fists, and as he looked at the rapidly passing scenery outside the window, he felt a strong sense of crisis for the first time.
Because even the elephant demons of the Kushan Empire cannot be compared with steam locomotives in terms of transportation capabilities.
In fact, the reason why the Emperor of Terror advanced so slowly was because he was limited in his transportation capacity and was unable to effectively draw manpower and resources from his ruling area.
This is also a common problem of all pre-modern empires.
No matter how powerful an ancient empire was, even if the difference in weapons was eliminated and cold weapons were used, it would inevitably be unilaterally defeated by modern countries.
So what the Emperor of Terror actually plays is a typical map coloring block game.
Although the Kushan Empire had an incredibly large territory and seemed to have an inexhaustible population and resources, it was actually "fat but empty".
The reason why his rule was maintained was entirely because the Emperor of Terror himself was a powerful apostle and he had an invincible army under his command.
If these two factors were lost one day, the huge Kushan Empire would break apart and disintegrate into independent small countries that would fight each other endlessly.
As a high-ranking official in the empire, Governor Madir knew the problems facing his country better than any outsider. He even advised the monarch on many occasions to carry out reforms, but in the end all his suggestions fell on deaf ears.
The Emperor seemed to be in a hurry and was desperately pushing the front line westwards, not caring at all whether the rule of the occupied areas was stable.
“Relax, Governor.
Don't forget that you represent the most powerful empire and the greatest conqueror in the world.
And the stronger this country is, the better it is for us, isn't it? Once the alliance is concluded, this power can be used by our Emperor Genishuka to completely destroy the biggest threat.
As for other things, it is not something we need to consider.”
After saying that, the woman put down the teacup and stretched like a cat, showing off her graceful body curves and perky buttocks and breasts to the fullest.
Especially the visual impact brought by the looming gauze skirt, which can definitely make any man with normal sexual orientation want to make her his own.
Governor Madir was also a man, and he had more than two dozen wives and concubines, so he couldn't help swallowing his saliva after seeing this scene.
But he quickly forced himself to look away.
Because he knew very well that this beautiful woman of noble status was not someone he could touch.
Just as the carriage fell silent again, a spirit that ordinary people could not perceive instantly passed through the wall of the carriage and drilled into the body of a petite loli who seemed to be dozing off at an extremely fast speed.
The next second...
Her eyes suddenly opened, and she muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "So it's the envoy of the Kusha Empire. No wonder he can use a carriage alone. The teacher's guess is right. It won't be long before a war breaks out in the east of the continent."
As the last word came out of her mouth, the girl pressed down the wide brim of her hat to cover her eyes and face.
From the spell of the spirit leaving the body just now and the strange-shaped staff in her hand, it is not difficult to distinguish that this cute little loli is the little witch who left the Spirit Tree House - Silky.
Apparently, she happened to be on the same train heading to the capital as the envoy of the Kusha Empire...