However, the man obviously pretended not to notice his daughter's anger. He simply gave the small figure a few words and then disappeared instantly.
The little girl stomped her feet in anger, and every time she stomped, a hole was created in the space like a piece of fragile paper.
The little girl looked around, then gently squeezed the space into a ball. When she was about to put it in her pocket, she suddenly heard the sounds of Lorga and the dragon.
The little girl's face instantly revealed an expression as if she had seen a new toy. She reached out and grabbed the man and the dragon from the space ball, and threw them out one after another like playing skipping stones.
Seeing that she threw it quite smoothly, the little girl nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left.
At this time, Martin's panel was like a crazy flashing warning light. He hurriedly opened the panel to check and was horrified to find that Lorga and the dragon's vital signs were declining rapidly.
Martin was extremely anxious and quickly asked the system to infuse energy into them, which gradually stabilized the situation and formed a stalemate state of consumption and replenishment.
Martin anxiously asked the man and the dragon about the situation, but neither Lorga nor the dragon gave any response.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Jia finally woke up.
He suddenly discovered that he was flying forward at an extremely strange speed.
He tried to slow down slowly, because his clothes were gone and his body was torn in large areas.
If it weren't for the protection of that mysterious energy, he would have been torn into pieces long ago.
While flying at such high speed, Martin's voice suddenly rang in Luojia's mind: "Luojia, is Luojia here?"
"Your Majesty, I am here. I don't know where I am right now. I left that place inexplicably and am flying at a very fast speed. I have no idea where I am."
Martin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Roga's reply and said, "Roga, your dragon isn't far from you. He's a bit stronger and woke up quickly when he saw you ahead of him."
"Wait until you stop, then go back and look for it. Or, at that time, I can send you the location of the light column plane in your mind, and you can just come back through the space crack."
Roga said he understood, and Martin then cut off contact.
Martin sat in the pavilion of the imperial garden. Jovian, Fuya, Xingchen and Hefuna noticed that he seemed to have finished his work, so they immediately came to him and coquettishly asked Martin to accompany them for a walk.
Martin naturally would not refuse. After all, he had not spent enough time with them for a long time.
So they spent the whole day strolling in the imperial garden.
In the evening, everyone enjoyed a sumptuous dinner together, and then the women returned to their own bedrooms with satisfaction.
Martin turned and headed towards the throne room to deal with the memorials that had piled up during the day.
Today, under the effective management of the Sworn Guards carefully trained by Martin, the entire empire is thriving.
However, Martin was well aware of the principle that "everything that goes up must come down", so he deliberately suppressed the pace of development.
Martin's long-term plan is to expand outward step by step to prolong the prosperity of the empire.
He sat steadily on the throne and began to deal with the memorials attentively.
Time passes by minute by second in silence.
Suddenly, a strange wave of fluctuations appeared in the space behind Martin. The Shadow Hunter flashed and walked out of the wave. He said solemnly, "Your Majesty, something has happened."
Hearing this, Martin slowly put down the memorial in his hand and asked calmly, "What happened?"
The Shadowhunter responded respectfully, "Your Majesty, Prince Cullen has disappeared."
"He used his power to escape the intelligence agents who were secretly following him, and then traveled to the land of chaos with a tavern dancer named Sita."
"That place was formed after the founding of the Empire. It's a hodgepodge of good and bad people, including criminals, bandits, and all kinds of dark creatures."
After hearing this, Martin leaned back slightly on the throne, tapping the table subconsciously with his fingers.
After a long silence, he finally asked, "How is Long Ying's training going now?"
The Shadow Hunter nodded and replied, "Your Majesty, with the full support of the Empire, Dragon Shadow has basically completed his training and is ready to carry out your Majesty's orders at any time."
Upon hearing this, Martin said decisively, "In that case, then we must clear out that chaotic place. This time, I will not be sending the dragon knights with you. I will only send two legions to station outside. The rest is up to you."
Just as the Shadow Hunter was about to take his leave, Martin waved his hand and exerted his divine power to help the Shadow Hunter ascend to the upper god.
At this point, the energy harvested from the nine small planes was almost gone. Fortunately, there were many small planes, and the dragon knights had been sent to each small plane.
The Shadow Hunter clearly felt that his strength had broken through and he had been promoted to a higher god. He quickly prepared to salute Martin to express his gratitude.
Martin waved his hand and said seriously, "I've already given you the insurance. If you mess it up..."
The Shadow Hunter quickly said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will complete the mission."
Seeing Martin wave his hand again, the Shadow Hunter moved, gradually disappeared into the shadows.
Martin continued to flip through the memorial, but before long, he gently put it down, raised his hand to rub his slightly aching brow, and couldn't help but mutter softly, "No one is worrying about me."
After this interruption, he no longer had the heart to continue reading the memorial.
So, he stood up and left the throne room, his steps unconsciously heading towards Hefna's bedroom.
Recalling that some time ago, with Jovian's enthusiastic matchmaking, Martin and Hefna got married and held a grand and lively wedding.
Since then, Hefna officially became Martin's fifth princess.
Martin stepped gently into Hefna's bedroom.
A sleepless night.
The next morning, the morning light shone through the window onto the bed.
Martin was immersed in a dream when he was gently awakened by Hefna.
He was sleepy and confused, and cast his gaze at Hefna in a daze.
Hefna's cheeks flushed shyly. She reached out and gently nudged him, her voice soft and concerned, "You, hurry up and get up! Listen to the sisters. We can't let you indulge in the gentle world. Don't let it interfere with the affairs of the empire."
Martin was stunned for a moment, then instantly figured out the reason, and couldn't help feeling a little amused.
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