Book of Gods and Demons

It was almost dusk, and the western sky was a huge fire cloud, red, like a large swath of blood rippling.

Twenty four-wheeled carriages were blocked when they tried to turn into the tea street. The soldiers in the barricade raised their rifles and uncovered the tarpaulin covering the field guns, revealing the black muzzle.

A second lieutenant of the Imperial Army stood behind the horse-retarding stake, majestically raising his right hand, palm facing the convoy.

"Silk Street, Tea Street, Spice Street, and Porcelain Street around the police station are all blocked. The brigade, please detour."

In the first carriage, two middle-aged men holding royal ceremonial scepters strode out. The heavy alloy scepters in their hands hit the ground heavily, making two dull bangs.

"Praise the emperor, in the territory of the empire, members of the royal family should not be hindered in any way."

With two sounds of ‘buzz,’ hung on the head of the ceremonial scepter, two two-foot-wide thin metal tubes flicked, and two blood-colored flags slid out of the metal tubes.

On the two-foot-wide and six-foot-long blood-colored flag, the shield-shaped coat of arms represented by the cross of swords and axes of the imperial royal family, the silhouette of the castle, the winding of hydra, and the shield-shaped coat of arms decorated with thorns garlands.

The imperial officers and soldiers in the barricade put down their weapons at the same time, stood at attention and saluted with a ‘pop’, and then removed the road-blocking stakes, sandbags and other objects, leaving the convoy of ‘Bone Lulu’ to drive into the street.

The two middle-aged men did not get in the car. They were walking at the front of the convoy. Two blood-colored flags were shaking gently in the wind. Wherever they passed, the military and police saluted them, while ordinary citizens walking in twos and threes on the street. , Bowed to these two **** flags from afar.

A huge empire, a powerful empire, from the strong will of the northern swamp.

Under the scarlet gaze of Hydra, even the most traditional, conservative, and most unruly old stubborn in the mountains of Jiasijia, they had to bow their heads.

"Bow your heads, salute, or cut off your stubbornly raised heads"-this sentence has been echoing in the land of Tulum Port and Jiasijia for forty years.

After walking for half a mile along Tea Avenue, it is the south gate of the Tulum Port Police Station and the only main entrance.

At the main entrance, Major General Duolong was waiting for many army generals, with a large number of officers, already lined up neatly at the gate.

"The distinguished member of the Hyderabad family, the seventh heir to the throne of the empire, the owner of the island of Iseland, the land of ice and sea, the Duke of Iseland, the Queen’s imperial title, and the Royal Highness Frederick von Hyderabad arrived ."

Two middle-aged men stood solemnly outside the front entrance of the police station, their ceremonial scepters in their hands hit the ground heavily, and their loud voices spread throughout the huge courtyard of the police station.

Major General Duolong waited for the imperial officers and soldiers to stand at attention at the same time, saluting, his face stretched tightly.

Previously, Zahir, a desolate noble from the imperial capital, died. With the help of the editor-in-chief of the "Tulum Port Post", he made trouble in Tulum Port.

It hasn't been possible to find out who Zahir was and who killed him. A serious imperial royal family emerged here.

It's really a headache.

The carriage doors opened one after another, and young people wearing traditional noble costumes or traditional knight costumes walked out of the carriage.

Major General Duolong and others' faces became more and more ugly.

A member of the imperial royal family, plus a lot of young and unreliable aristocratic children...Look at the family crest that they hung on their chests. Among these young people, the highest-ranking ones are from the earl family, and the other viscounts and barons are a large number. Put.

Headache, severe headache.

Major General Duolong and the others, whether in the military or in the local area, the biggest headache is these young people from middle and lower aristocratic families.

Insufficient family background, lack of educational resources, limited vision and experience, and boasting of aristocratic origins, acted rampantly, and had no rules at all. In all parts of the empire, it was these young people from small families who caused the most troubles every year.

On the contrary, it is those young people who come from a really big family, who have really inherited a long family background. They have been influenced and knowledgeable since childhood, and more knowledgeable scholars have taught since childhood, and the elders of the family have been instructed to teach the way of life.

Those noble children from a real big family, as long as they don't touch their bottom line, they won't take the initiative to cause trouble.

Major General Duolong and the others couldn't help but sigh heavily in his heart.

The door of a four-wheeled carriage in the middle opened, and a meticulous old man walked out of the carriage slowly. Then he stood on the side of the carriage door, leaning slightly.

Frederick von Heidelberg, wearing a navy gown, a large cloak, and a walking stick, walked out of the carriage with a sullen face.

He strode to the front of Major General Doron, looking down at Major General Doron, and asked in a deep voice, "Imperial Navy Officer Hennavi Jon Harrington, Imperial Navy Officer Hanks Von ·Dellington, where are they?"

Major General Duolong said solemnly: "They are suspected of..."

Frederick interrupted Major General Doron's words: "Where are they, take me to see. On behalf of the Imperial Navy, I give you the most severe warning-if they suffer any personal injury, all of you will Receive the harshest punishment!"

Major General Duolong, as well as the colleagues standing beside him, ooze cold sweat at the same time.

The pressure brought by Frederick was too great. They really couldn't bear the severe reprimand from an imperial royal duke.

"Ohhhhhhh"!

Duke Ross’s very personal scream of laughter came from afar, and the group of soldiers drove up quickly surrounded by several carriages.

A black dress, black gloves, and a black narrow-brimmed hat with a few black-colored violets inserted on it. The whole body is black. Only one face has red lips and white teeth, which sets off the more beautiful and beautiful Duke of Rose. Out of the carriage, swaying the small folding fan of sandalwood, walked slowly in front of Friedrich.

"His Royal Highness... Hey, when you were a child, I even hugged you... But you certainly don’t remember. It was in the Palace of Mirrors at that time. You were just three days old and the archbishop made a holy bath for you. You **** on the archbishop...it's a pity that new set of robe, which is a set of high-end goods of 20,000 gold marks!"

The aura that Frederick created with great ease, crushing Major General Duolong and others instantly collapsed.

His dark gray eyes flashed, and he bowed to the Duke of Rose and bowed awe: "Your Excellency Rose, I said, I will go to visit the door tomorrow... Well, when I leave the imperial capital, Master Byron asked me to greet you. ."

"Byron?" Duke Rose raised his brows, then covered half of his face with a small folding fan, and laughed loudly: "Naughty little guy, I almost forgot to have this son... …Well, next time you must teach him a good lesson, if you want to say hello to me, why not write a letter? Instead, you have to entrust... an outsider... to bring a message!"

The word ‘outsiders’, Duke Ross spoke clearly and deliberately emphasized his tone.

Friede's face was a bit ugly. On his broad forehead, a blue vein was picked up, and then he smiled and said, "Master Byron is in the imperial capital. He usually has a good relationship with me."

"You must not teach him badly!" With a'pop', Duke Ross put away the small folding fan, and in front of so many people, she knocked Frederick's chest with the fan fiercely: " As a poor country widow, I only have such a son...If he fails to learn, hey!"

Standing by the carriage, the old man who was as meticulous as a machine reprimanded: "Duke Cassica, pay attention to your words and deeds!"

"Shut up your mouth, humble slave and maid!" Duke Ross turned abruptly, and yelled at the old man: "I also said and acted like this before Her Majesty, do you want to say that you are more noble than Her Majesty? Huh? I don't know the life and death old things!"

With a ‘pop’, the small folding fan in the hands of the Duke of Rose pressed heavily on the white skin of Frederick.

"Stay away from Byron, dear Frederick. Regarding your threat to my poor country widow in the name of Byron, I will write to Her Majesty the Queen."

Duke Ross looked at the embarrassed Frederick, and smiled again with a sigh of sigh: "Sorry, sorry, but it's really ridiculous... You use the means of the hypocritical group of the imperial capital to come. Dealing with my country widow... it's really interesting."

The corners of Friedrich's mouth squirmed violently. He looked at Duke Rose stiffly for a while, then smiled brightly and bowed slightly to the Duke of Rose and saluted: "I offended, I'm very sorry, Lord Rose."

"Young people, learn to be more prudent in doing things~www.ltnovel.com~ Duke Ross said coldly: "Otherwise, be careful that you, like your father, got a shot in the **** the first time you went to the battlefield. "

"Although the imperial army says that scars are a badge of merit for men, whether it is the thigh, arm, chest, belly, or even the badge on the face, they can be taken out to show off at any time."

"But... the ‘Military Medal’ on his butt... he was embarrassed to show it off, and I’m embarrassed to appreciate it seriously." Duke Ross once again covered half of his face with a small folding fan, constantly smiling sharply.

Friedrich's face turned paler, and he hid his hands under the cloak, clenching his fists hard.

This **** old widow from a hillbilly...deserves her family's men to die...

However, this old widow is highly trusted by Her Majesty the Queen. She holds great power and has a huge influence in this area in the South, which can be called powerful.

And he is just a royal duke who cannot make ends meet!

Frederick forced a bright smile and whispered: "Father certainly doesn't want to hear what you just said."

"Then let him come to trouble me personally!" Duke Ross looked at Frederick proudly: "You don't have enough weight!"

With a cold smile, Duke Ross asked leisurely: "What do you want to do when you come here?"

"Hyneway, Hanks!" Friedrich squeezed out the two names from between his teeth.

Duke Rose was silent for a while, and'pop, pop, pop' put the small folding fan away and opened, opened and closed, so many times, she said coldly: "Then, come with me...they this time What I did is really dirty."

Frederick pursed his mouth tightly, and did not answer the words of Duke Ross.

The gate of the police station opened, and a large group of people poured into the police station.