Chapter 82 Fortress Empire

"The big thing is not good, the big thing is not good." A subordinate ran in in a panic.

"Don't panic. We haven't had any good news recently. Let's talk about it." Archbishop Sloc sat in his seat and sorted out the documents in his hand.

"Big, my lord, Paulson rebelled." The subordinate said in horror.

"Bastard, I cut your tongue by spreading rumors." Sloc doesn't feel good.

"Big, my lord, how dare my subordinates talk nonsense about this kind of rumor? Almost all the reports from various provinces in the west just came reflect Paulson's attack with troops." Subordinates continue to report

"How could this happen? Did the Pope know the news?" Sloc felt superfluous after asking. I'm afraid that the information of the muse had arrived a long time ago, and now he may have been reprimanded in the Corse Palace.

"I'm afraid I've known for a long time. I just asked a bodyguard to report it." This subordinate lowered his head and said. Before Sloc could speak, a voice sounded.

"Report, report, my lord."

"What's the matter? Which one of you can tell me a good news instead of terrible bad news?" Sloc felt that his subordinates were completely trying to drive him crazy.

"Your Excellency, Paulson led troops to attack the western provinces. Now Zoe Province and Karoka Province have fallen, and Lopo Province has surrendered. Paulson's rebels are attacking Domon Province. The religious institutions in Domon Province have sent people to ask for help and ask us to send reinforcements for support." The subordinates who came in later said tremblingly.

"Wangle", Archbishop Sloc swept everything on the table to the ground. The blue archbishop's uniform, which used to represent majesty and status, now seemed to be a target for ridicule. He looked angrily at the two subordinates who came in to report the funeral.

"Well, you two, come with me to see His Majesty the Pope. I think my archbishop is also in the end." After a while of silence, Sloc sighed and said.

The group arrived at the Pope's Palace in a carriage. At the gate of the palace, Sloc saw another familiar carriage parked aside, which was the carriage of Archbishop Meuse. Following the guards through the long palace corridor, before entering the Pope's Hall, they heard a voice roaring:

"Muse, where have you done your usual work? It doesn't matter if the divine punishment is usually domineering. At the critical moment, you are useless at all. You usually kill, set fire, and arrest infidels almost every day. Now Paulson has defected, and you have no news at all! How can you make me trust you! Say it! Adams, you have done little to punish you. Now Paulson, you still haven't done anything. Have you fed the dogs the gold coins I allocated to you!? The Pope scolded the mues loudly, who was kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to come out.

"Your Majesty, Sloc asks for a meeting." The bodyguard announced loudly through the door.

"Let him in. I hope he can say some good news. I'm about to be mad at you incompetence these days." The Pope found a chair to sit down and said, "Get up and never let me down next time!"

Muse, who heard this sentence, was pardoned and quickly got up, bent down and stood aside, his gloomy face full of murder.

"Your Majesty, it's not good. Paulson led his troops to capture Zoe Province and Karoka Province, and Luopu Province surrendered. Now his army has taken control of the south bank of the West Kado River and occupied Cana, the capital of Danbar Province. It is attacking Domon Province. Domon Province asks us for help. ." Sloc saw the embarrassed muuse beside him and said, feeling that the atmosphere was getting more and more solemn, and he couldn't help sweating coldly on his forehead.

Without waiting for the Pope to speak, a bodyguard came outside and reported loudly: "Your Majesty, the Western Front Urgent Report, Dormon Province was lost, Adams rebels invaded Blueka Province, and Biah Province was in an emergency."

The Pope stood up staggered. Royal grandson Arnold helped him and trembled to walk to the bodyguard of the report. The Pope pulled out the long sword worn by Arnold and stabbed the bodyguard in the chest. The bodyguard screamed and fell to the ground. The Pope then spit out a mouthful of blood and leaned against Arnold weakly. "The vast territory laid by my ancestors has made me lose countless times today, shame and shame!"

At this time, another bodyguard came in and saw his colleague falling in a pool of blood and did not dare to speak. Arnold frowned and asked, "If you have anything to say, then get out."

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment and reported in a low voice: "The latest news, Bao, Paulson became emperor in Molenko."

With a bang, the long sword in the Pope's hand fell to the ground. Arnold only felt that his hand was sinking, and the Pope was unconscious.

Now the authority of the Holy Empire is close to collapse, and Archbishop Leon Barton personally went on an expedition, not in the holy city; Archbishop Rodaram is not feeling well and is recuperating at home; Archbishop Meuse is in charge of the punishment and can't help at all; Sloc has been overwhelmed by the collapsed imperial economy; Hearing Bao According to the news of Rosen's claim to the throne, the Pope fell ill and now His Royal Highness Chris, the eldest son of the Pope, will temporarily take over the government affairs on behalf of the Pope. The usually prosperous Saint Caen seems to be covered with a layer of gray, and the prosperity of the empire seems to have gone away.

His Royal Highness Chris, the eldest son of the Pope, has been worried these days. On the one thing, the other is that the war of the empire is worrying, and on the other is that the old pope's health is getting worse and worse.

He blindly turned over the documents in front of him and was absent-minded. An old man in purple next to him stood respectfully without any hesitation. After a while, Chris suddenly asked, "What do you think I should do?"

The old man raised the corners of his mouth and then replied, "Release some slaves, form an army, and temporarily stabilize the north. There is Archbishop Leon Barton in the south. I don't think it will be fine."

"It's the same as I thought, and then what?" Chris seemed to ask casually.

"I will donate my property to share my worries for Your Highness. My son has recruited 20,000 slaves in my name, and I will dedicate them to Your Highness." The old man said with a smile.

"Hahaha, well, in the end, you are the Marquis of Violet, which I can trust the most." Chris, the eldest prince, smiled and said, "Do well for me and you will get what you want."

"I understand." The Violet Marquis bowed and said.

"I heard that your granddaughter is unparalleled and has not been married yet?" Chris took a bite of the cut apples on the fruit plate and then asked.

"Yes, Annie has not understood the rules since she was a child, and she has been married, so she hasn't married yet." The old Violet Marquis didn't know whether Chris was good or bad, so he answered quietly.

"I know that he was engaged to Acardo of Lan Peiqi's family. In order to terminate the marriage, you also beat the boy." Chris said with a smile.

"There's nothing I can do. That boy's mouth is very hard and he doesn't agree, so he also used a little means..." The Marquis Violet quickly explained.

"Well, I don't blame you. In two years, the empire will be stable. I want to marry another concubine, do you understand?" Chris played with a fruit in the palm of his hand and did not look at the Marquis of Violet, as if he were talking to himself.

"My subordinates must teach Annie well." The old Violet Count looked happy and quickly stepped forward and said respectfully.

36179, the creation of the gods, October 29 of 1574. Paulson, the commander-in-chief of the Orc Defense Line of the Holy Empire, who captured Zoe Province, Karoka Province, Lopo Province, Domon Province and southern Danbar Province and other provinces, became emperor. He ascended the throne in Molenko, the capital of Lop, and the fortress empire was officially established.