In July, the summer in the old continent was a little hot. Ordinary civilians naturally could only be next to each other. But the rich, mainly rich and leisurely nobles, have begun to discuss how to escape the summer heat.

Prince Rick led the capital, and was also the capital of the Sigma Empire, the most powerful and richest human kingdom in the old world. In the ornate palace "Worry-free Palace", adjacent to the Rick River, the 46-year-old imperial emperor Magnus is dealing with many affairs of the empire.

Of course, although it is to deal with the "empire", in fact, all he can manage is Prince Rick, with the center of Ultradorf. And the other nine territories of the empire, Nordland, Hock, Mirandon, Weisenland, Steerland, Tarabeck, Ostland, Ostmarck, and Ivey, all have their own loyal monarchs and governments. He is just a sect leader, a leader, not a sanctioned ruler.

There is no administrative power, no judicial power, no right to recruit troops, no right to collect taxes... not even a lot of diplomatic rights. The Sigma Empire is not so much a "empire" as a loose federation.

Despite disasters and difficulties, traditions and belief in the God Emperor Sigma can help the empire unite in a short time.

However, rights, wealth, the so-called "freedom" and the so-called "tradition" are also gradually moving away from the empire's princes.

Whenever the old emperor dies, the struggle for power around the throne has become a fixed drama in the imperial political arena. Therefore, various intrigues, bribery, division and assassination farces are often staged. The most common wars that have evolved into open fire are common.

Now, this is exactly the direction of his efforts - to truly bring together the entire empire, one emperor, one government, and one voice. The emperor, who is nearly fifty years old, is burning in his heart, hoping to make achievements in centralization. In a hundred years, let future generations use more and better positive adjectives when evaluating him.

"So, my friends, do you think. Is this an opportunity? Our army can successfully intervene in the Principality of Ivy and even take charge of everything there. This will be one of the greatest progress made by the unification of the imperial regime in a long time."

The background music was the sound of flowing water in the palace and the rustling sound of the breeze blowing the branches and leaves of willows. Emperor Magnus spoke and asked his loyal minister, Marshal Franz, and Prime Minister McLean.

"As long as you give your order, the loyal and brave Rick army will drive in any direction." Marshal Franz, who was in his fifties, had gray hair but was still energetic, assured.

After hearing the marshal say this, Magnus nodded with satisfaction. Then he looked to the other side, wearing a wig, one-sided glasses, and meticulous Prime Minister McLean.

At this moment, the prime minister of the empire also had a way of thinking after a while. Seeing the emperor's exploring gaze, he spoke:

"...It is indeed a good opportunity. But before that, I think we should take more auxiliary measures to win the support of other countries and create a better external environment. It creates a premise that "it is not possible if we don't send troops to the Principal of Ivy" and "it is necessary for me". If we can enter the Principal of Ivy in this way, we will not cause restlessness among other electors. We will even get support... If we can do this, it will be perfect."

Compared with the Imperial Marshal of the purely military clan, McLean, the imperial prime minister, naturally thought more. It was just...

"You are right, but it's not easy to reach that level of perfection." Magnus smiled bitterly when he heard the prime minister say this.

"—As long as there is a strong enough military force as a backing, it doesn't matter if someone opposes it. That level of opposition is just like an annoying fly. It doesn't work at all except being annoying!"

Franz said with his eyes glaring and his neck stammering. When he heard the old marshal's statement, the emperor and the prime minister smiled bitterly. However, they knew that their friend was an absolute militarist. When discussing anything, there was only one way to deter him by force of the army!

"Okay, okay. Calm down first, my friend." Magnus comforted him a little, then turned around, pulled out a letter from the mountain of official documents from the desk, handed it to the two of them. Then he said, "You can take a look at this."

The marshal and the prime minister didn't know why they were talking, but the emperor suddenly took out a letter. But since the emperor asked him to see it, let's take a look. McLean took the letter with both hands and spread it out, and Franz came over. The two of them looked at it like this:

To the respected, glorious, great and noble devout? His Majesty the Emperor Magnus

I wrote this letter to you with excitement and fear, and brought greetings from the other end of the old world.

I know that your identity is noble and has a heavy responsibility. However, in terms of identity, we are not suitable for conversation. We cannot even have any intersection. It is even possible. This letter of mine will be destroyed as soon as possible. This is a pity.

However, if your tolerance is really beyond imagination. Your courage is really as sang by people. My letter can be passed on to you and you will continue to read it carefully. Then this matter is a very noble and beautiful thing. Please believe me and believe in the guarantee of an honest and sincere stranger. Please read this letter seriously. I believe that the content of this letter will be beneficial to you, even to the Sigma Empire, and even to the entire old world.

"Your friend...Valed von Castein?"

After reading this, Franz's tone suddenly increased by octave. With a tremor, he almost tore the letter. McLean also looked at Magnus in shock. His Majesty, the emperor, who is known as the "People".

After the emperor nodded and received a positive answer, the Marshal and the Prime Minister continued to read. This time, they were really careful and extremely serious.

Yes, Vared von Castein, the vampire Count who lived in Sylvania. Perhaps before that, you have heard of my name, and this name is associated with other unjust discrimination. But I here assure you that all are rumors, slander and unreasonable subjective assumptions, merely subconsciously because of different ideologies.

I assure you that just as Sylvania was once part of the empire. As a nobleman of Sylvania, to some extent, you are still my king. And I am your vassal. How dare you betray and deceive your king as a vassal?

To eliminate some unpleasantness in history, our existence in Sylvania was beneficial to the Sigma Empire from beginning to end. It was us who blocked the connection between the empire and countless green-skinned tribes in the east. From beginning to end, Sylvania was like a shield, guarding the southwestern territory of the empire.

Just imagine, if we were not us, without the efforts of those of us who were "dirty" and "blasphemous" vampires in the eyes of others. Such a great wilderness, a place of wolves, a red-eyed mountain range and a broken clawed mountain range... countless green skins would directly attack the empire's land. They were different from us, unlike us, the civilized races of our civilization, they were barbaric, advocating violence and killing. Races that only knew destruction but not construction, and were irrational.

The contradiction between us - whether it is vampires, empires, and goblins, orcs is irreconcilable. We are not as good as we do. We cannot communicate, only war. Please believe me, a rational, most of our energy is involved in the endless war with Greenskin, and is better off than an irrational and extremely powerful greenskin race.

We are so sincere, so rules, so humble. Our existence is favorable to the Sigma Empire.

Next, you may be confused. Since I said that, why did you fight against the Imperial Team again? In addition, there is also the matter of entering the border prince.

I regret this. In fact, although on the surface, we started the war, we invaded, and we won. But please believe me, all this is helpless and unscrupulous.

Our strategy is to guard the garrison, and we are guard the garrison from beginning to end. And we marched into the border princes to guard the same.

This is also related to the green skin mentioned above. We have received information - I believe you know. The green skins organized a huge invasion in the South. We, Sylvania, had just passed through the previous green skin invasion war, and we have not healed the trauma of the war. Even my respectable father was killed in that war.

We all know that the army led by the Prince of the Border could not resist the surging Greenskins. Therefore, we made this decision without permission. Instead of watching the war spread to Silvania and causing irreparable losses, it is better to take the initiative to attack and fight the Greenskins in the outside line.

This is the entire reason why we launched this war. And then, fighting with the Aiwei Gong** team was purely accidental. In this regard, I cannot use other words to describe it in addition to expressing regrets...

This is exactly why I want to write this letter. We fight against Greenskin. We take over the chaotic Prince of the Frontier. Our burden has become huge and we are in a difficult situation - and it is all about preventing Greenskin's invasion. Please believe me, everything we do is to survive, maintain, and guard our country better. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!