Power and Empire Chapter 1628: Black and White Kill (5)
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dusk. A refreshing wind blew in from the window, and Duke Locke was the only occupant in the room. He didn't let anyone light a candle, but just sat quietly in the dark and admired the scenery outside the window. Since returning to Ruosende, he always likes to relieve the pressure in his heart in this peaceful way, leaving his charming wife to the strange but strange "hometown" thousands of miles away.
Looking at the environment here that I always can’t blend in, I naturally have an unexpressible mood in my heart. The melancholy mood fills my chest. Although I already have the name of the Duke, I only know and experience it. It’s like being alone,
From the prosperous empire of Kyoto to the remote northwestern country Ruosende, the contrast between the two is so huge, but one thing is the same, that is, the sunset is so beautiful, like burning. The sky releases all its glory before the darkness falls, "The Duke of Ruosende!'
Thinking of this title that made him totally without a sense of glory, Locke felt a wry smile. Everyone thought he was heartbroken and mad, his prisoner father killed his brother, and he couldn't believe it. I believe that in the eyes of others, I have come so easily as the Duke of Rising, I must be the kind of high spirits now, but only I know what price I have paid and how much I have spent on the road I have traveled, like a puppet. Like, everything he does is what he hates the most. It’s not that he has hesitated, but he can’t stop. Hua has already been a frontline puppet in the hands of others, except for a face, one is emptied. What is left of him? Every time, when he hesitated and found it difficult to decide, he would think of the dusk in Kyoto,
In the luxurious and glorious imperial palace, one hundred and fifty steps of white marble, golden sunlight, the glazed glass passing through the side turned into a dreamlike seven-color shining on the ground, dozens of bright candles The room is illuminated brightly, and the room is pure like an existence that does not belong to time and space
Locke will always remember that at the end of the palace corridor, a young man was sitting in front of the case and reading a book. The sun was shining on him. He was tall and thin, handsome and melancholy, and his eyes were as bright as sapphires. But so clear, far-reaching wit was revealed in his eyes.
He was holding a scroll in his hand, with a focused look, more like a philosopher with insight into world affairs or a poorly talented poet, rather than the ruler of this empire of thousands of miles. The wind blew and picked up his long hair. After a short while, he gently shook his head, fiddled with the edge of his jaw to cover the emission of his eyes, and his movements were dexterous and pleasing to the eye, making Locke dumbfounded.
"You are Locke, a graduate of the 160th term of the Imperial Military Academy. You just applied to join the Imperial Guards...
After several minutes, the young emperor raised his head and looked at the college student who was kneeling ten meters in front of him. His eyes were blue, like the sky, like the sea, and like the purest sapphire crystal. Unpredictable, as if there is an infinite and broad future in it
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Locke knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, as if he didn't even know what he was talking about. In the cold winter season, sweat oozes from his back. The empty hall is full of boundlessness. Pressure, and all these pressures come from one person
"I have seen your grades, very good!" But the requirements for entering the Guards are very strict. As you know, the ratio of the number of students who can pass into the Guards from the academy every year is 50%. First, those who can directly enter the ranks of officers, in addition to their achievements, also need the guarantee of a reputable family"
"And you are applying for an officer!"
The young emperor’s words came out of his mouth and became very sweet, as if they were flowing like flowing water. "There are fewer Northwesterners like you who are admitted to the Imperial Guard, so I’m very curious if What are your plans to enter the Imperial Guard?"
"No, I'm not from the Northwest. I grew up in the imperial capital! I chose to be an officer in the Imperial Guard so that I can display my ambitions!" Locke trembled slightly, his face flushed, and he grew up. The education he received was the education of the imperial capital. At the age of six, he was praised by others for his flexible thinking. At the age of twelve, he was admitted to the Imperial Military University with the best grades. In the college, his grades are very outstanding, and his theoretical grades are ranked in the top ten. , Personal skills can also enter the top 50, the general guard officer is not necessarily his opponent, as an excellent student of the Imperial Military University, Locke not only needs to learn various military theories and training fighting skills, but also needs to participate. The military university recommends some outstanding students to the main battlefield of the empire for training every year.
The students of the Imperial Military Academy are not flowers in the greenhouse. Most of them come from families with military background in Kyoto. They have excellent pedigrees and profound family learning. They are talents that have been cultivated since childhood. These military academies are selected and sent to the frontline of the battlefield. , Does not need to directly participate in the battle, most of them are for the generals as adjutants, but Locke rarely invites to send to the front line, he has never crossed the battlefield corpses, he has seen the flags and the army clashes. ,
Three years of study at the Imperial Military Academy has given Locke the ability to be an excellent soldier. He has just completed his graduation training and has been recommended and affirmed by a very famous general in the Eastern Army. That’s why he With the decision to directly sign up for the Guards officer,
If all goes well, the letter of recommendation from the general who was once in charge of the Guards should be enough to open a door to glory for himself,
The only thing that worries Locke is his ancestry. He comes from the remote northwest, an uncivilized area in the eyes of Kyoto people. Although he has always regarded himself as a man from the capital, there is an unavoidable fact, half of his body. The blood of the northwestern barbarians is a stain that will never fade.
"Uh, aren't you the eldest son of the Duke of Northwest Rhosende?" The young emperor put down the scroll in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to peace
"I have never regarded that uncivilized barbarian as my father" Locke lowered his head, his face grimly replied word by word, "In my eyes, there is only your majesty, only empire, only Kyoto!"
" But, if the empire needs you to return to the northwest, "the young emperor looked at this young college student, and said word by word, "You should have also heard about the northwest. It is becoming a crisis that makes the empire feel crisis." Many evidences show that the Slavs who occupied the north came from the northwest. The empire can no longer let this situation go on. The empire needs a trustworthy person to go to the northwest and cut off the root of the turmoil. You are willing Do you assume this responsibility?"
"This..." Locke lowered his head and did not dare to lift it up. Returning to the northwest was the least willing to face a nightmare in his heart
"If this is done, you will become the first northwest commander of the empire. This can show your ambitions better than being an officer of the Imperial Guard!" The young emperor looked at the hesitant young academy. Throw a bait that he can't refuse. "This time, there are five thousand Janissaries with you. Someone will preside over this matter. You only need to cooperate!"
There were footsteps at the door, and Locke looked back from the window. The memory was interrupted. A Janitor officer walked in from the outside. He was slender and girl-like, gentle and delicate, but with a temperament. Outstanding "My Lord, the Duke of Dunkirk has arrived in Kromdor"
"Where is the northwest coast? Is there still no movement?"
Duke Locke turned his head, his eyebrows frowned, and said, "The calm response of the northwest coast is like a high-hanging hammer, which always makes people feel uneasy. That is Liwan Northwest Elite, twice. The war that determines the destiny of the Northwest is the protagonist of the Northwest Coast. All our previous arrangements are to create a contending heart on the Northwest Coast, but who knows if the other party doesn’t know whether it’s a cunning or cunning person, or doesn’t pay attention to us at all. , I just ignored it "
" Hehehe, I came here because of this, and you look at the Vicia Falcon too high. "The guard officer sneered." I just received a secret report from the Secretary of the Interior. , In the queue of the Duke of Dunkirk, there was a person whose figure was very similar to the figure of the Vicia Falcon, and this person was very arrogant and rode in the same carriage with the Duke of Dunker~IndoMTL.com~ said It's really interesting to look up. The Vickia Falcon seems to be hiding in the Duke of Dunkirk's motorcade and intends to come in. Is he so naive, really thinking that our eyes are blind? What about the people on the northwest coast? Wouldn't prevent it? If it were me, I would never use such a self-righteous approach!"
"What you said is true? Has it been determined? In that case, what are we waiting for here? Send the army to catch this scourge immediately!"
Hearing the words of the guard officer, Roxing stood up excitedly, his eyes flickering, and finally came, isn't all his efforts to catch the largest fish in the Northwest? Grasping the Vicia Falcon is equivalent to grabbing the lifeblood of the Northwest.
" What anxious, this big fat fish has not yet fully entered the net! Moreover, there is news about the existence of our Janitor in the capital of Rusend. It is still not possible to reveal that "young Janitor officers are obviously taller than Locke. No part, so there is a commanding feeling in his tone, and a chill flashes in his eyes"
" Then we are now..." Locke was a little overwhelmed for a while. At the same age, this Janitor officer was not comparable to him. He pushed the northwest coast step by step. The Jedi's methods make people like Locke who consider themselves geniuses to be frightened.
"There is a kind of person who is a natural conspirator." Looking at the other side’s graceful and elegant men’s side face, Locke felt a heartbeat for no reason (to be continued) [This text is provided by Qihang Update Team@龙凤凰天] You like this work, and you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. )