Blasphemy Chapter 11: Phantom Sound

Chapter 11 Phantom Sound Before returning to the imperial capital, Rogge reported his itinerary to the emperor in advance, including the army establishment, service types, generals leading the army and the list of trophies carried. The name of this return is to report victory to Emperor Feuerbach. If the Delaware Empire had not been captured, and this high-sounding reason stood in the way, Rogge, as the supreme commander of one party, would have left the defense zone without authorization and led his troops into the imperial capital, which would have been a dead end.

In addition, Emperor Feuerbach's achievements on the battlefield in recent years have been mediocre, and there is really nothing worth boasting about. He is feeling a little bored, and Rogge's victory comes at the right time.

The emperor also wanted to see Rogge again.

In the past few years, the two expansions of the empire's territory were both brought about by this well-behaved fat man. Although he looks very ambitious, he is also bold and cruel. Rogge's past actions in the south have long been investigated by the empire's intelligence agencies. However, the sin of heresy in the eyes of the Light Church is not a problem at all in the Asrophic Empire, and this fat man is indeed useful. On the surface, his abilities are limited, and sometimes he is even more incomprehensible in what he does, but his military exploits are there, which is the best proof of his talent.

As for Rogge's little ambition... Emperor Feuerbach has always boasted of being a hero, and believed that he could tolerate, control, and control Rogge. Although this fat man is aggressively expanding his power and attacking dissidents, and has many dangerous people around him, to the upper aristocracy of the Asrofic Empire, he is an outsider after all. When it comes to appeal and influence, The power is far less than that of Alexander, Straw and Pompey, who have been in power for many years, and it is really not enough to cause trouble.

After reading the battle report from the southeastern front, the emperor, who loves to attack and kill, felt itchy in his heart again. It just so happened that the considerate fat man wrote a letter at this time asking the emperor to personally lead the army south, and completely drive the arrogant Hyrule away. People rushed to the sea to complete the unprecedented feat of winning an outlet in the Longines Sea.

The emperor was already very old, but after a lot of help from dragon bone grass, he seemed to be more than ten years younger. After receiving Fatty's report, the Emperor personally presided over a military meeting to repeatedly discuss the feasibility of using troops against Hylar. During the long and fierce debate among the courtiers, the Emperor listened, mediated, and issued orders, showing extraordinary energy, as if he had recovered. The style of its heyday.

Dozens of princes were all overjoyed to see their father recover. In the past two days, every prince looked beaming with joy. Of course, it is unknown whether their true thoughts are consistent with their appearance.

The outlet to the sea was of great significance to the Asrophek Empire and Emperor Feuerbach. Although the Longines Sea is vast, it is strictly an inland sea. At the other end of the sea, the narrow and steep Hundred Mile Strait separates the Longines Sea from the vast and traceless ocean. Although the value of the seaport on the west coast of Longines Sea is somewhat discounted, it is still an seaport after all, and it has been the dream of many generations of emperors in the empire. Successfully obtaining an outlet to the sea is no less significant than conquering the dwarf empire in the west. After adding this martial arts feat, Emperor Feuerbach's status in the annals of history is almost as high as that of the most martial emperors in the history of the empire.

The emperor has begun to like this fat man. It would be great if he could always be loyal to the empire, the Emperor sighed.

Giving Malika to Fatty seemed to be a very bad decision. I heard that this princess was unruly and caused a lot of troubles. Her behavior with her poet lover in Dresden even broke the tacit rules of the aristocracy. She didn't bring Luo closer to the emperor's chamber as the emperor expected, but instead pushed him further and further away.

Emperor Feuerbach became more and more angry at Malika's arbitrary decisions, and he began to feel annoyed that the whip was too light. In his mind, women have no status at all and should not have any opinions of their own. Malika's only value is to win over an important minister for the empire with her royal blood, that's all.

Dang! The emperor picked up a small hammer and struck a small bell made of mithril on his desk. A moment later, the old housekeeper Sara Winger walked into the study.

The emperor pondered for a moment and asked: "Sara Winger, do you think I can win Rogge's loyalty?"

The imperial capital Richelieu is already in sight. You can see the richly painted and magnificent buildings standing here and there. If your eyesight is good enough, you can see the city's unique means of transportation. The boats with high tilted ends slowly appear from the gaps in the buildings. In fact, they are traveling through the city. between the waterways.

Roger no longer rides in a car, but rides on a tall war horse. This is in line with his image as a famous general commanding thousands of troops to kill the enemy in front of the formation.

When approaching Richelieu, Rogge looked at the large, dark crowd with some confusion, not understanding what was going on. It wasn't until people saw the fluttering **** battle flag and burst into cheers like waves that Rogge realized that these people were actually here to greet him.

According to imperial practice, only when generals who have made great achievements return to the imperial capital, a welcoming ceremony will be arranged. Rogge indeed made great achievements in opening up territory for the empire. However, the Principality of Serkeli still exists on the front line he is responsible for. Although no one thinks that this heroic little principality can continue to survive, since the war has not completely subsided, Rogge's contribution cannot be assessed for the time being, so there should not be any welcome ceremony for this return to the capital.

The people who greeted him were completely spontaneous!

The fat man himself did not expect that there would be such a heroic triumph in one day. This really came out of nowhere. Always suspicious, he pondered over and over whether there might be any conspiracy involved, or whether he should simply change direction and enter the city through another gate.

There was a sound of hoofbeats behind him, and Robosky patted his horse and caught up.

"My lord, your military power is indeed invincible! You see, even the people in the imperial capital admire you so much! Ah, is this Richelieu? It is indeed the most famous city in the North. Compared with it, Tiffany is really too powerful. You're a bit stingy. My lord, your ability to conquer the hearts of the imperial capital is much more difficult than conquering an empire!"

Rogg stopped the team, frowned and looked at the crowd in the distance, and said, "What's going on?"

Robosky immediately said: "This couldn't be more obvious. The people of the north are brave and brave, and the most respected people are warriors. The Asrophic Empire has always paid attention to military merit. Think about it, my lord, you will hold high the two **** flags when the war begins. , like a landslide and a tsunami, you captured the Delaware Empire, which General Frederick had been unable to do for ten years. You marched like lightning, attacked every enemy, and were invincible, leaving millions of Delawares dead and bleeding for thousands of miles. Such military exploits! Even Frederick can be called a famous general of the empire, but what about you, sir? You are simply the new military **** of the empire! It is absolutely normal for the civilians of the empire to love, no, worship you! This small welcome scene is another What is it?"

Rogge said calmly: "I slaughtered several cities and killed many people."

"You are killing enemies of the empire. Naturally, the more you kill, the better. What's more, those who die are not their relatives. Who cares about this? In the past, wherever the imperial army passed, although there was no massacre of cities, the There are not many living people left. In the attack on the Dwarf Empire that Alexander became famous for, I heard that five million dwarves were killed!" said Robosky.

Rogg nodded, he naturally knew this. But he was reluctant to enter the city in such a ostentatious manner. But now that the crowd has discovered him, it is impossible to escape. If he insists on avoiding it, it will only make the truth worse.

The fat man frowned and said to Roboski: "Don't mention the word God of War to anyone again! Let's go to the city!"

This is the first time Rogge has experienced what it means to meet someone on the same road.

The young men on both sides of the avenue were all excited. They roared and showed off their powerful muscles, hoping to be spotted by Rogge and join his guard. In addition to fanatical admiration, the girl's eyes were full of love. Although older people are not as impulsive as young people, the enthusiasm in their eyes is not bad at all.

This is also the first time that civilians in the Imperial City have carefully observed Rogge. The fat man's ordinary and affable face was not at all in line with the image of a hero in people's minds, but the two **** battle flags behind him that roared fiercely in the cold wind made their blood boil with excitement! They couldn't help but imagine that the dark red flag, which was almost purple-black, must have been stained by the blood of many enemies!

"If we let them see the real scene after the massacre, what would these people think and do?" Rogge walked forward slowly amid waves of cheers.

But he felt that this world did not seem real. Everything around him was so far away from him. Everything seemed like a big dream.

Although these cheering people were born in the Asrofic Empire, which prides itself on war, like the residents of any powerful empire, most of them will never see it with their own eyes in their lifetime. The battlefield is tragic and cruel, not to mention the situation of millions of innocent souls drifting in the wind after the massacre of the city. They will only be dazzled by the halo on the victor's head, but will not see the **** under the light and shadow; they think they can smell the rich blood in the halo, and they are trembling with excitement, but when they really have their hands full Will he still be so fanatical when there is an ocean of blood?

Roger smiled coldly into his heart. The **** battle flag behind him will continue to fly, and the color of the flag will become darker. But as Robosky said, although there are thousands of dead, they are all other people, so what does it have to do with him? He has never been someone who cares about the country and the people, and loves the people like his own son. He was not in the past, is not now, and will not be in the future.

Sooner or later, the empire will open a passage to the south. These people who live on the road pointed by the imperial army will die sooner or later. If you die now, those countless resentful souls can still be used to awaken Feng Yue.

If he could let his men bear the name of killing, Rogge would never hesitate at all. It's just that none of his men have such a sense of responsibility. Among all the people who followed him, only Charles had this talent, but unfortunately he died on the battlefield.

Roger suddenly felt that his hands were wet and greasy, as if they were covered with blood that had not completely solidified. He raised his right hand and looked at it carefully. The hands were white and clean, spotless, without any stains at all, and they didn't look like strong hands.

But as soon as the fat man closed his eyes, he would see his hands covered with dark red viscous liquid.

"But Fengyue needs a soul..." Rogge thought. For some reason, all the desires and true thoughts in his heart surfaced at this moment, and were amplified a thousand times.

"Since she needs it, and since no one is helping me, I will kill it myself..." He closed his eyes, gently licked his fingertips, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was tasting the taste of blood.

Click! In a gloomy basement, the crystal ball placed on the central altar suddenly cracked. Rogge's image inside shook violently, twisted a few times, and then disappeared.

Later, large amounts of blood poured out crazily from the cracked crystal ball, dyeing the snow-white altar bright red in the blink of an eye!

A mage wrapped in a black robe staggered a few steps and fell down on the altar. The mage struggled to hold up his upper body, avoiding the blood that spurted out from the cracks in the crystal ball like a spring. In dodging, his hood was tilted, revealing half of his face. Judging from the beautiful contours, delicate skin and purple-black lips, she must be a very beautiful woman. But the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth was a strange purple-blue color.

The female mage finally stood up straight and wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with her robe sleeves. What is surprising is that what protrudes from the fluttering cuffs of her sleeves are not the slender fingers of a beautiful human race, but several dancing tentacles.

"How could his mental power be so strong!? I just tried to guide his emotions, but in the end, even the Dark Blood Crystal couldn't withstand the mental shock and fluctuation. This was still his unconscious shock. If he fought back with all his strength, If so..." The female mage's voice was low and hoarse, with a strange charm. But halfway through her words, she was interrupted by a violent cough.

There was an extremely unpleasant creaking sound from a corner of the basement, which sounded like laughter. The voice then said: "I told you a long time ago not to try to touch his soul. Haha, have you suffered a lot? You soul guides are so arrogant! Huh, how many years have you been a soul guide? Do you want to touch his soul? It’s better to let your mentor do it!”

The female mage said fiercely: "Shut up! I can't touch his soul, so why can't I deal with you? I can completely extinguish your weak soul fire!"

The voice in the corner laughed a few more times, and then said: "How much of the world you see in your shallow eyes is real? Looking at how pitiful you are now, I won't bully you. . When your magic power is fully restored, if you are willing to test the strength of my soul, you are welcome at any time! In fact, I still said the same thing, it’s more like having your mentor do it!”

The female mage was so angry that her robes rippled, but in the end she just said viciously: "You will pay for your rudeness!"

"Although the younger soul guides are all arrogant and ignorant guys, considering that it is not easy for you to come here, I still have to warn you that it is best not to try to do anything to him again. I I have been observing him for a long time, but my instinct tells me that I must not approach him."

"Coward!" the female mage spat.

She provoked another burst of ruthless ridicule: "He is the person chosen by the princess! The princess's vision is better than that of a guy like you, right?"

The female mage was speechless for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Why can't I see where he is strong?"

"Look at the blood on your sleeves! You will know where he is strong!"

Rogg was unaware of everything that happened in secret. He was just immersed in his own emotions, and he didn't come back to his senses until he was in front of the palace in the imperial capital.

Roboski followed Rogge all the way, looking around and saying, "Mr. Rogge, your Prince's Mansion... seems a little shabby!"

"It's just a temporary stay, there's no need to worry about it." Rogge said calmly as he moved forward with his hands behind his hands.

"But my lord, this is not the case. Your current status is very unusual. I think in the imperial political arena, apart from Alexander, Pompey and Straw, you are the next one. You have brought such military exploits this time When you return to the capital, there will definitely be officials, large and small, who will express their loyalty to you. Of course, these people cannot be as unconditionally loyal as I am. If they see that your mansion is so shabby, they will probably be a little shaken in their hearts. Although they treat these Disloyal people can only be used when they are useful ~IndoMTL.com~ but they cannot be allowed to be recruited by others. Besides, I heard that the mansions of Pompey, Straw and others in the imperial capital are all golden walls Brilliant, luxurious, and magnificent, you live so simply, aren't you accusing them of extravagance in disguise?"

Rogge was slightly surprised. He looked at Robosky sideways and said, "You know a lot!"

Under Rogge's gaze, Robosky's legs began to tremble for some reason, and his lips turned deathly gray with fear: "Sir! I have been studying the political situation in the north all for survival! What do you want? I want to know, whenever a villain...when a villain is by your side, when do they ever...have second thoughts?"

Roger laughed and said: "Why are you afraid of being like that! What you said makes sense. Well, it is indeed a bit rough here, but it is too troublesome to move to another place. Starting tomorrow, you will be responsible for repairing it."

Robosky was overjoyed. Civil engineering has always been a good job, and it is also the most direct and convenient job to please Rogge.

Roger waved away Robosky and walked into the study alone, sitting quietly and meditating.

It was not until evening that he called in the guards and ordered: "Go and inform Master Rockefeller of the Holy Church that I want to visit him at the Holy Church Cathedral and let him see what time is convenient."