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Chapter 777 Depressed Dixie
Bright Empire.

imperial capital.

Looking up at the sky, Dixie recalled the changes in the situation in recent months, and felt desolate in his heart.Why does the empire, which seems to be in full swing, now show a little bit of decadence?

When I first returned, I thought I would be able to make great achievements, and I wrote to my father to carry out reforms, opening a passage in the almost desperate class barriers.From now on, the civilians who account for the vast majority of the population can also create their own value, thereby promoting the overall prosperity of the empire.

But in exchange for endless suppression.

If it wasn't for Muriel being in the dangerous place of the Demon Dragon Palace, by chance, she persuaded the boss in the dangerous place of the Demon Dragon Palace to offer a condition to redeem her uncle and others.Now I am afraid that I have entered the cell and lived a life like a prisoner.

The gods of Shinto descended, and the continents of the world were in chaos.As the largest force in the world, the empire has withstood most of the attacks from Shinto.The situation is getting worse day by day, and almost half of the territory has become a battlefield for repeated struggles.

The autumn wind was blowing head-on, and Dixie felt a bone-deep chill.

Subconsciously tightening his clothes, he let out a heavy breath and looked at the moon in the sky.Even if he was in the imperial capital because of the war, the role of his uncle would be magnified.However, with the help of his grace, he could only guarantee his personal safety, and could not calmly deal with the current situation.

Countless thoughts intertwined in my mind, and the bitterness in my heart became even stronger.

Do you just give up?

The faces of civilians appeared in front of my eyes, and there seemed to be endless wailing in my ears.It is the cry of the desperate worthless who are asking loudly what the meaning of life is.

Are people really determined by birth?The poor are poor for generations, and the rich are rich for generations.They have an unimaginable superior life for common people, as well as rich material beyond imagination.

His gaze gradually became a little hesitant, and thinking of the situation he was facing, he felt that it was a bit difficult to breathe.

Can you fall down by yourself?

What choice would a civilian living in despair make if he fell down?

The gods have come with the Kingdom of God.

Most of the empire's territory has long been turned into a battlefield, and even with high-tech means, it has lost its due control.And what is even more terrible is the south, the vast southern land, which has become an occupied area.

An invisible force made Dixie stand up straight, as if there were many people questioning him loudly.This is the voice from the bottom. If it continues to be ignored, it will inevitably cause a storm.

No.

To be precise, this storm has already formed.

Back then, when the main force of the empire was fighting with the soldiers and horses of the gods, it was countless civilians practicing magic who stabbed in the back with their own lives.This allowed the gods to descend, and the situation became what it is now.

Falling down is easy.

But the consequences of this were disastrous.

When the civilian class sees the core area of ​​power in the empire, the only ray of light goes out.What kind of choices those people who are swinging will make are probably debatable.

So I can't fall down, I have to live well.

"your Highness"

The voice interrupted Dixie's thoughts.

Muriel hurriedly came from behind.

"The news just came that the fleet that went to the south to conquer the gods failed and the commander died in battle.

"Killed?"

Dixie was silent.

Turn around and look at Muriel and ask her.

"Is this the first time a coach has died in battle?"

"ninth time"

"Nine times?"

Dixie's heart set off a stormy sea.

Since the north was stabilized, the empire began to form fleets to attack the south, those areas occupied by the gods.But what came was news of successive defeats.

The commander-in-chief of the first army was killed frequently, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were full of fear of this position, and tried their best to avoid it.

If it wasn't for my uncle still in the north, he would have wiped out the remaining forces of the gods.At this time, he had already led the army to the south, and started a duel with the main force of the gods.

"The God King of Light personally sits in the south of the empire, and has a strong man like the God of Assassins under his command. It is difficult for us to face it."

"It is very difficult for the coach to be assassinated by the gods frequently. After all, our strength comes from the armor. We can't wear it 24 hours a day and never take it off."

After sorting out the news in his head, Dixie said with a sad face.

Hearing these words, Muriel's lips moved, thinking of the news that came from the dangerous place of the Dragon Palace not long ago, she opened her mouth to analyze it.

"The generals in the empire who are good at fighting have been sent to various places to suppress the soldiers and horses of the gods. As for the remaining generals who are capable and can reassure the royal family, there are not many left after nine assassinations."

"Even if it is His Majesty, there should be a feeling of being invincible at this time."

Muriel spoke to Dixie.

Dixie nodded slowly, this is indeed the actual situation he is currently facing.The war broke out, and the elite soldiers in the country attacked everywhere. In addition, the empire was the most powerful country in the world, and countries kept asking for help.It is also necessary to send troops to more important areas, so the few generals can only divide their troops to help.

"your Highness"

"I had an immature idea"

"Can you write to His Majesty, asking for the position of the commander of the Southern Fleet?"

Muriel spoke to Dixie.

Dixie froze for a moment.

He has never been on the battlefield at all, and even if he asks for an order, the empire will not issue an appointment.That being the case, why bother to do something messy.Isn't the current situation dangerous?Deliberate actions will only meet with unwarranted hostility.

It's just that Muriel is someone who likes to come up with bad ideas?Had it not been for her mediation in the past few months, the situation I am facing now would have been even worse.

"If it is normal, His Majesty will never agree"

"However, because Her Royal Highness pleaded for the common people during this period, most of the nobles were angered. Maybe they can use their anger in turn to make the princess the commander of the Southern Fleet."

"After all, this is a position that enjoys being assassinated by the gods"

Muriel said.

Dixie recalled it almost instantly.

In the eyes of everyone, the commander of the Southern Fleet is a frequent target of assassination.It would be a wonderful thing for them if they could get rid of themselves with the help of the gods.

After all, their blood and identity are here, and it is not easy for them to kick themselves away, so killing people with a knife is the best way at present.

The commander of the Southern Fleet?
Controls nearly a quarter of the empire's military power.

If you can secure this position, you will be concentrating on operating for several years.Could he use this as an opportunity to weave his own wings?When the time comes to return to the empire, she will no longer be an empty princess.

It's just that although this position is noble now, it has extremely high risks.

Facing the assassination of the gods, can he stand firm?Moreover, it is necessary to settle down the elite soldiers under his command in order to turn fame into real strength.

(End of this chapter)