Full Time Mage Lord

Sometimes it's not just fire and fear that can spread quickly, but anger as well.

"We fought hard for the Imperial Capital on the front lines, and now what do we get?"

"Even being a prisoner in Elegy Fortress is better than the treatment in the Imperial Capital!"

"It's really hard to imagine that this is an order from our Crown Prince."

"Jerry and Nuco were both captured, they will definitely not survive!"

"What, aren't we knights of the empire?"

"Knights of the Empire? In the eyes of the superiors, we were defeated by the barbarians, and there is no longer any knightly glory to talk about!"

"Since there is no more glory for knights, why do we continue to stay here?!"

"Mingwei, what do you want to do?"

"Humph, I just want to be free!"

…

Late at night, when the raging fire at the abandoned construction site alerted the imperial security team, and when they rushed there in a hurry, the guards guarding the prisoners at the construction site had already been killed, and their bodies were tied to crosses.

"The glory is long gone, we fight for ourselves!"

"kill!"

"The prince is fatuous, he is not worthy of bathing in the glory of the empire!"

"Mingwei, shut up... stop!"

The former deputy leader of the Elegy Fortress could no longer stop Mingwei from decapitating a security team captain who came to check on the fire.

Mingwei's armor had been confiscated by the Longhui Leader when the Elegy Fortress fell. At this time, in addition to a long sword he had just snatched, his shirt was stained with blood and the sleeves were already torn, and his face was spattered with blood. There were blood stains and soot, but there was a fiery heat in his eyes.

"Captain Bakato, you are old!"

The firelight reflected on Mingwei's face, and the surrounding soldiers holding captured weapons looked at Mingwei in confusion.

They knew Mingwei, a young man who came out of the slums of the imperial capital. He was only eighteen years old, but he was more proficient in killing people than a seasoned mercenary.

He once killed as many as ten bandit leaders by himself during a bandit suppression operation.

If Mingwei was not born in a slum, his merits would be enough to become a baron or even a viscount in the empire.

"What? What are you going to say? Stop it, Mingwei, it's still too late!"

Bakato is like Mingwei’s father.

He is the garrison commander of Elegy Fortress. From the day Mingwei joined Elegy Fortress, he seemed to be looking at his son who sacrificed a few years ago. Not only did he give his family's surname to Mingwei, but he also prepared to When I retire, I must strongly recommend Mingwei to become the new team leader.

If possible, Bakato would like Mingwei to become the glory of hope of the empire. He believes that Mingwei has that ability.

"It's late, Bakato."

Mingwei wiped the blood off the long sword with the dirty corner of his clothes. By the light of the fire, he looked at the badge on the guard of the long sword with disdain. It was the badge of the war horse and shield, representing the Qiyao family. One of the royal emblems of the Motu Empire's royal glory, symbolizing conquest and strength.

puff!

Mingwei's saliva covered the badge.

"Bakato, haven't you ever thought about why your son died in the banditry? Of course, it was Grand Duke Lulanda's son who took over the merits that originally belonged to little Bakato. For this false glory, you will live forever. In the pain of missing my son.”

"No way, what you said is not true!"

Bakato couldn't believe what Mingwei said, but he knew Mingwei and Mingwei would never lie.

"Evidence, what evidence do you have!"

"Oh, do you still need evidence? The evidence is all of us here, whether it is the soldiers of Dirk City or the comrades of Elegy Fortress, don't you see it? We all have one thing in common. !”

"What do they have in common?"

The team leader who had been listening to Mingwei on the other side spoke, but his voice was a little hoarse, and it contained something he could not imagine, although he knew what the common ground was.

"Don't listen to that kid. He comes from the ghetto. I'm different from him. I'm the Lord of the Empire!"

A commander from Dek City yelled out. Originally, he didn't want to be with these people who almost became thugs, but there was no way. When thousands of people were out of control because of hunger and cold, he could make these people The only thing that calms people down is food.

But after this group of rioting soldiers killed the city defense and occupied a military garrison and plundered the food here, Mingwei was always the vanguard, and thousands of soldiers followed him.

Thousands of other people shouted to defend the immortal glory of the empire and ran to the direction of the palace to seek real glory. Of course, this commander was not stupid. Going to the palace to cause trouble was a real capital crime of rebellion. But here, as long as If you make more legitimate remarks, you will definitely not be beheaded along with these people.

But what comes next is what everyone wants to know.

"In the east, we are all from the east of the empire. There is no one who is not, including Dirk City and Elegy Fortress!"

…

Silence, silence for five minutes. During these five minutes, Mingwei found stones and polished the long sword in his hand. Immediately, more and more people lowered their heads to look for stones to sharpen their weapons. Some people tightened their armor tighter, as if a war was just around the corner.

The east is a wilderness in the east of the Motu Empire.

The Motu Empire has fertile land for thousands of miles, but not every piece of jade will be perfect. There is also a small piece of wilderness on the land of the Motu Empire. There is no water and soil there, but it is the source of power of the Motu Empire.

It was a resource-rich mine, with a production equivalent to half of the remaining mineral deposits in the Motu Empire.

It was called the place of Motu Zhixing. Mingwei worked as a child laborer there. Bakato also worked there when he was young. His son also worked there because he had no job. …

Yes, the garrison of Dirk City and the garrison of Elegy Fortress have all served there, and Martial is no exception.

Only aristocrats, only people with aristocratic blood do not have to perform labor service. As long as they are non-aristocratic people in the Motu Empire, their share of labor service is destined to be theirs as soon as they are born. If my son cannot complete the work, then I will continue to do it. If I die, then Just the grandson will do it, and if the male is gone, the female will do it. In short, only after this impoverished family collapses or becomes a slave, this family can be considered to be freed.

The most difficult work in the empire was of course done by these poor families, while the powerful only had to wait in the warm courtyard for the wine and delicacies brought to them by their servants.

"Lord Mingwei, let us fight into the palace together!"

Finally, a long-simmering anger broke the silence.