Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

Although it was reduced to ruins by a day's bombardment, many subspace-style sacrificial circles can still be found among the ruins.

And this time, it was no longer hidden like in the camp before, but was displayed openly.

Obviously, Milin's unsatisfactory answer made those beings in the virtual realm decide to change a certain course of action.

Judging from the sounds of nausea that appeared from time to time when cleaning these sacrificial sites, the local soldiers in this army who followed Milin may also suffer from some other mental illnesses in addition to shell shock.

"Master, we found the portal and some survivors." After searching in the castle for a while, Attila returned to Milin to report.

"What? Are there any survivors?" Compared to the portal that was bound to be found, Milin was surprised that there were still survivors.

When will those things in the virtual world show mercy? Or is it that Milin played too fast and was dealt with before he had time?

"Bring it here." Milin said to Attila.

Every now and then, a dozen or so survivors who looked like they were taken directly from the prison cell were brought to Milin, who were naked, sallow and thin, with chains on their bodies.

"Let me go! Do you know who I am?" The only survivor with a healthier complexion and more complete clothes still had the strength to scold the soldier holding him up.

It's a pity that the soldier holding him is the Dalahan cavalry under Attila's command. The system soldiers don't care about this person's identity. Even if the king of heaven comes, it will be the same reaction.

"Oh? Who are you?" Milin asked curiously, while gesturing to the Dalahan cavalry to let go.

Even if he was lucky and was rescued by Milin before being dealt with, there must be something that gives these people the opportunity to delay it until now.

Of course, it's also possible that they were really lucky and it just wasn't their turn.

After hearing Milin's question, he had actually seen Milin riding a tall horse just now. The man who looked to be in his early forties adjusted his clothes and said in a arrogant but not too arrogant tone:

"Dear warrior, I am Peng Tong, the patriarch of the Neretses family, the lord of Galius Castle, the second seat of the Imperial Senate, and the fourth successor to the imperial throne."

"The Neretses family?" Milin knew this surname, or everyone in the empire knew what this surname meant.

Just like the Zhao family to the Qin Dynasty, the Liu family to the Han Dynasty, and the Li family name to the Tang Dynasty, it was the surname of the ruler's family.

Now Ella is still claiming to be a direct descendant of the Neretse family.

"Yes, although my family is a collateral line, the most noble bloodline in the empire still flows in my body." Peng Tong, who claimed to be the patriarch of the Neretses family, raised his head slightly and said.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for anything else, Milin mentioned the identities of the people following him:

"They are my family members and vassals. If you are willing to release us, the Neretse family will pay a ransom suitable for our status."

Arrogance is arrogance, but this one still consciously counts himself among the prisoners... This is also part of the aristocratic game.

"Mi Lin, Imperial Regent." Mi Lin smiled and followed the rules of the aristocratic game in this world and introduced himself in a relatively brief manner.

Just as Milin expected, the head of the Neretse family immediately changed his face because of Milin's identity.

The new emperor’s declaration of war among all nations is known to everyone on the continent. How did this new emperor, who appeared out of nowhere and claimed to be a direct descendant of His Majesty Nereitses, come to power with the help of a foreigner? The process is also talked about.

In the eyes of ordinary people, or people with some artistic qualities, this story may be told as a beautiful love story.

A foreign mercenary encounters a royal princess who has fallen into the common people, and then uses all his strength to help the princess regain her throne and become the new queen.

Bards in taverns in more than one place are already singing such a story called "The Return of the Dragonborn".

People from all over the world were drinking wine and listening to the lyrics while thinking about when the new emperor would get married and what Ibrato from Cathay would use as a bride price for marrying the emperor.

But in the eyes of the nobles of various countries, the new emperor was just a puppet introduced by Milin, a foreigner, to rule the empire.

Especially the head of the Neretse family, who was shouting every day that the emperor's bloodline had been cut off long ago, and that the one who now occupies the imperial capital is just a wild girl.

The patriarch didn't know whether Milin knew these things, but that didn't stop him from sweating profusely.

Even though nobles are generally not killed in noble games, if they are killed they will be attacked by a group, but this is only a general situation.

What if Milin, in order to maintain the legitimacy of his puppet emperor's identity, kills him and supports another person who supports the new emperor to serve as the patriarch of the Neretses family, or simply makes the puppet emperor the patriarch of the family, then he There is no place to cry.

The clan leader's nervous thoughts were not hidden from Milin's perception. Milin, who only found it a bit funny, laughed and said:

"I don't care about your identity or how much ransom you can pay. What I want to know most now is what happened to this castle."

"This castle..." After hearing Milin's question, Peng Tong recalled it for a moment, as if he remembered something worse, and immediately said angrily without nervousness:

"Damn Enculion, I trusted him so much that I entrusted him with the territory. As a result, he not only hooked up with the incompetent Ira, but also hooked up with those filthy pigs on the grassland. And working with these...these demons."

"Haha, haha, he really thought those demons would cooperate with him." It can be seen from the angry expression of the Peng Tong clan leader that the guy who became a spy, became an addict and finally became a rapist has encountered all the The most common thing that happens to people who choose to cooperate with the devil.

"Okay, take them back." Milin waved his hand, and the Dalahan cavalry standing next to these people once again picked up the still angry patriarch and dragged him down.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm willing to pay the ransom, and I'm willing to be loyal to the empire." Peng Tong, who didn't know where Milin was offended, loudly begged for mercy.

"Gag his mouth." Milin said. After hearing the begging for mercy instantly turned into a whine, Milin turned his head and said to Attila: "Leave these people to you."

"I don't care about these things, Master." Attila didn't care. The barking of losers was never worth paying attention to.

What's more, those who failed in the tribal war on the grassland would only use more exaggerated words to insult others before they died.

Using pigs, it can only be said that this guy who claims to have the noblest bloodline is more elegant.

Milin, who ignored these survivors, came to the location of the portal.

Looking at the portal that looked like a piece of broken glass, Milin was silent for a while and said: "This thing...why does it look like a crack in another dimension?"