goddess of revolution

Chapter 1240 The afterglow of the dawn, the blood moon in the tower

"emperor……"

Emily said in a natural tone: "Isn't it up to you to decide what he decides?"

O'Flynn wanted to argue that Jon's dignity as an emperor must be maintained, but Emily waved her hands and said, "Don't delay, the altar of the Dawn Empire will be destroyed by magicians and priests who rebel against God in a few days." They are blasphemy. You and the emperor you painstakingly cultivated will also become soulless puppets."

She raised her arm, and the sleeves of the tattered robe slid down, revealing her fair but scarred arm. On her arm was an armband twice as wide as an ordinary bracelet, which emitted faint fluctuations of magic power.

This is the personal assistant of the Legendary Network, modified from the previous magic communicator, and it is still the cheapest version.Various taverns, grocery stores, and even carriage and horse dealers in East Fern are selling them for sale. As long as there are a few silver ales, even a transcendent at the trainee level can afford them.

"Even this thing is broadcasting the things about the Salvation Alliance and the Star of Dawn, and even the details of the oracle document are clearly stated..."

Emily shook her head painfully: "What else is there to communicate, the facts are already here."

"The gang of traitorous gods who were joined by the Goddess of Commerce did not dare to face our lord, let alone return to Tiantangshan, so they threw Tiantangshan to Chilian."

"They went to the Xinghai plane to resist some foreign enemies, the elf empire and the elf navy... They don't even bother to make up more convincing excuses!"

"Because they don't need them, the gods who can oppose them are alone and helpless. The last foundation and the last power of faith in the main plane will soon be lost."

O'Flynn raised her head and said: "You believers of Order are not qualified to say this, Teresia's will is with us, not with your Order Holy See!"

Emily grabbed O'Flynn's arms suddenly, with fiery fireworks in her eyes: "Then bring out Her Majesty Teresia's altar! Bring it to the north! Let us lost lambs find it again." direction!"

At this moment, O'Flynn finally sensed Emily's resonance from the depths of her soul. Although it was faint, she was indeed approaching Teresia.

She was a little moved and expressed her doubts: "This is an empire, how to bring it out?"

Emily said slowly like singing an aria: "Where the emperor is, there is the empire..."

"Where is Theresa's blood, the empire is there..."

"Where Theresa's oath is, there is the empire..."

O'Flynn's expression changed, she pushed Emily away, and said with a sneer, "You want me to take Jon and the stone tablet of the broken tower oath to the north? This is blasphemy!"

She turned and walked away, and Emily's high-pitched shouts came directly to her ears, but she ignored them.

"Stop having illusions! You and your little emperor simply don't have the strength to keep the altar!"

When O'Flynn returned to the High Tower Palace, her subordinates reported that hundreds of summons had been sent to the palace, and dozens of nobles had asked to see her directly.Of course, according to her instructions when she left, neither the summons nor the interviewer was conveyed to the emperor.This is also a common practice. As the former guardian and current head of the inner court, O'Flynn takes care of all affairs around the emperor.

"Isn't this power..."

O'Flynn muttered, and then asked who the emperor had contacted.After getting the answer, she sneered and said, "Even I don't believe it, do I have to ask that woman?"

The subordinate has been her confidant for many years and has a lot of affection for Jon. He subconsciously said: "After all, Princess Bodina was... a saint, and she has attracted many devout followers of His Majesty Theresia, even There are also several holy women who can perform miracles."

A long, cold and sticky snake seemed to jump out of her heart, swimming and biting, making O'Flynn's face gradually turn pale.

She tried her best to restrain this selfish thought, which she considered to be sinful, and prayed to Theresia, a warm current poured in from her soul, ablating the snake.

With a holy light floating on her face, she nodded and said, "At this moment, as long as anyone who has faith in Her Majesty Teresia is our brother and sister, we should unite."

She ordered: "Call these brothers and sisters together, including Her Highness Bodina, immediately!"

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In the core hall of Dawn Star, Remaco raised his head high and opened his mouth wide, maintaining this position for more than 10 minutes.He didn't wake up until the communicator on his wrist vibrated.

Hathaway's headshot popped up in front of the field of vision. The spokesperson for the Statue of Liberty and the magic leader seemed to have just finished skin care. Her cheeks were white and rosy, as moist as a peach.

She said lazily: "Marshal, judging from your performance on the Dawn Star, it is really difficult to convince mortals of all this, including the fact that the world of Finn is facing foreign invasion."

Remark frowned: "Your Excellency Ted, what happened?"

Hathaway covered her mouth and yawned a little, then swiped her other hand casually: "Look for yourself, many people in the empire are just about to move, and the huge fleet you want may be greatly affected."

Briefings passed by in the field of vision, and Remaco's brows became more and more wrinkled.

The nobles of the empire are joining together intensively, and without exception, they are fiercely denouncing the empire's obedience to the oracle of the Salvation Alliance. In addition to meaningless emotional venting, there are also many substantive plans in the making.

The most drastic solution is to declare through the emperor that the Salvation Alliance is an evil heresy, and magicians and believers of the gods are all traitors to the empire, including Rimaco.This kind of plan is essentially just an emotional catharsis, but it is the keynote of other plans. There are only priorities and tactical differences between the front and the side.

It is naturally easy to crush these changes, but the consequence of doing so is that the empire will fall apart, the recruitment of manpower and materials will be greatly affected, and the Star Sea Fleet that Remaco wants is nowhere in sight.

And it's not just the nobles who are ready to move, but also the Church of Theresia, which is deeply rooted in the grassroots of the empire.These priests who were formerly the grassroots of the Holy See of Order finally came to their senses during the natural disaster and abandoned the Holy See of Order. Now, because of the oracular documents of the Salvation Alliance, they are on the side against the world.After all, in their view, the oracle documents clearly demonstrated the evil intentions of the gods to obliterate Theresia's will.

Thinking of this, Remaco groaned secretly. He was still counting on the followers of Theresia to speed up the recruitment of manpower and supplies.With this channel, coupled with the nobles, it is impossible for the empire to implement its will to the hundreds of millions of mortals within its borders.

What made him even more troublesome was that the source of the power of Theresia's followers came from the emperor Jon Dawn...

It was already night on Tangus Temple Mountain, a meeting was about to be held, and the two forces would also join forces at the meeting. Remaco could no longer imagine what kind of reaction it would have.

Then he noticed something, and said in astonishment: "How did the whole thing, including the oracle document, spread all over the world all of a sudden?"

Two headshots jumped into the field of vision, the Prime Minister Duke Tangus and the Propaganda Minister Mordwin, Hathaway said: "They did it. It seems that they understand the righteousness. In order to explain clearly to the subjects of the empire, they did their best. .”

Remaco shook his head: "It shouldn't be like this, the empire is not the Red Federation..."

Then his pupils shrank a little bit, and his tone became bitter: "They also think that the empire can only be preserved if the opposition forces are eliminated as soon as possible?"

Hathaway shrugged: "It seems that the marshal, like them, is very clear about the trade-offs in the overall situation, so it shouldn't be a problem for you to do it, right?"

Remaco couldn't bear it: "His Majesty the Emperor must be bewitched, and we need the Emperor..."

Hathaway said: "In the eyes of the gods and me, the legacy left by Theresia has long been worthless. But since many mortals have not adapted to the times and still cling to Theresia, we always We can’t clean up these people too, after all…”

Recalling a saying that Qili likes to say, she subconsciously quoted: "Even a piece of toilet paper has its uses."

Her tone became harsh: "The territory ruled by the Dawn Empire is the most prosperous and developed place on the main plane, where the quality of mortals is the highest, and it is also the area where our magicians have the deepest influence."

"If the Dawn Empire can contribute to our cause of fighting foreign enemies, then it will naturally be preserved."

"If not, let alone the gods and me, even Li Qi might take the initiative."

"Remaco, I need hundreds of thousands of extraordinary people to board the Star of Dawn, and make this void fortress that the Red Federation covets unceasingly move. You need hundreds of thousands of extraordinary people to form a fleet and practice in the battle with the elf navy. The belief of the marching god."

"All kinds of materials other than human hands require millions of mortals to collect, manufacture and transport them."

"If you really want to keep the emperor, don't have any hesitation or mercy, I'll give you one day!"

Speaking of this, Hathaway put on a mocking tone: "Anyway, these things are not really caused by the emperor, it can only be caused by his nanny."

"She is very vigilant. She knows how to use the unbound legendary network personal assistant to send messages and summon people. But how did she know that as long as she needs it, the communication tower on the Temple Mountain can copy the content of every communication, and she doesn't need it at all." Confirm the identities of the parties to the subpoena."

"Now she's gathering people right under our noses...rebellion, hehe, that's right, rebellion!"

Hathaway returned to a godlike and stern tone: "You should be aware of the consequences of procrastination. Within a day, you can solve these troubles, I mean completely solve them, and we won't ask."

Rimaco took a deep breath, then nodded heavily.

After the communication was over, he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. The magnificent space that originally made him feel agitated, now made him feel lonely and helpless.

After a while, he stopped and activated the communicator.

Hathaway's transformation project on Dawn Star has just started, and the portal and communication channels are the top priority projects, which have already been completed.

He sent instructions to his most reliable confidants in the main plane: "Frodo..."

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In the central tower of Tangus Temple Mountain, in the emperor's bedroom, Jon widened his eyes and said in horror, "Ophline! What are you doing!?"

O'Flynn bit her lips, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible: "Jon, I'm doing what I should do, which is actually what you should do, but you..."

"Well, this is my problem. I took good care of you in the past, so that you didn't experience any wind and rain. In the end, you were still as weak as a child, so I had to stand in front."

Jon's cheeks flushed, and he said angrily, "I'm not a child anymore! I'm already... almost 16 years old! How can you decide on such an important matter?"

O'Flynn raised her head and sneered: "Yes, you are the emperor, and I'm just your subject. How can I still treat you like a child and make decisions for you?"

"Even if I once raised you like a mother, as long as you want, I must give you everything... including my body. As for my reputation, my glory, what is that? You are the emperor..."

Jon was immediately discouraged, and turned his head to mutter: "It's not fair, O'Flynn, you didn't...resolutely refuse."

O'Flynn's cheeks were also flushed, and she sighed: "Jon, I thought you really needed it at the time, so I didn't refuse. Now I also think you really need it, so I disregarded your objections. because……"

She also turned her head, as if to hide her emotions: "Because I love you, Jon, you are not just my emperor, you are not just a child I have raised and taught."

Jon was pleasantly surprised: "Really, really?"

O'Flynn said in a low voice: "Jon, think about it carefully, there is no Her Majesty Theresa in the Salvation League, it is the Red Alliance that attacked Heaven Mountain, and even the Star of Dawn has become a war fortress of the Salvation League. Can our Dawn Empire really survive?"

Jon was puzzled: "Aren't we trying to awaken Her Majesty Teresia's will and help her defeat Her Majesty Haim and regain the throne? The Dawn Empire is here. What else can we do besides continue to work hard?" ?”

O'Flynn shook her head: "Where the emperor is, there is the empire."

Jon was stunned, O'Flynn hugged him suddenly, and sent her whole body into Jon's arms, her voice was as hot as her body: "This way we can still be together, can't we, Jon?"

Jon's breathing became cloudy, and he nodded subconsciously: "Okay...Okay O'Flynn, I will arrange it for you. I trust you, and only you can trust me."

O'Flynn raised her head and waited for her lips to part before Jon came to his senses, both joyful and guilty.

He plucked up the courage to confess, and O'Flynn smiled and said, "Paudina should be our fellow traveler. You are right Jon. We should be united."

Jon's mind was already in a daze, and he didn't even think about what would happen if this "should" didn't hold true. He didn't even bother to think about what the nobles who were summoned would do, anyway, O'Flynn would take care of it.

At this time, he only thought about one thing: "It will be a while before all the talents are here, O'Flynn..."

O'Flynn looked away, a little hesitant.

She pinched her pocket to make sure that the soft pouch inside was fine, took a deep breath, and met Jon's gaze.

"Okay, my... His Majesty the Emperor..."

She said the words that Jon had never heard before, but he thought about it day and night: "Give it to me, work hard, give me everything."

Jon glanced out the window as he put Oveline to bed.

Today's crescent moon is really bright, with a tinge of red, it must be blessing myself.

With that in mind, he pushed it up.

　The Dawn Empire is coming to an end, because it involves this pair of pits, so the bandit leader had no choice but to bite the bullet and throw the protagonist away, fill up the pit, and bury it together with Theresia’s legacy. It’s a bit long, please. Sorry, it's almost done tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)