Chapter 1077

When the adventurers came to the entrance of the ruins one after another to fight with the disguised skinners, as far as the capital of the Principality of Bock, viria was sitting in the hall of the castle palace, overlooking the old man kneeling in front of him, his wife and four sequential heirs.

There is no doubt that this man is no one else, but the Archduke of Sith II who has just experienced a terrible white.

Because he didn't go to the battlefield in person, he still hasn't figured out how the army he sent was completely destroyed, and even a informer couldn't escape back.

Of course, there is no point in discussing these at the moment. His only hope is that the other party can be kind and do not brutally execute his family. The rest is meaningless, whether it is confiscation of property or exile to remote overseas islands for the rest of his life.

As long as you live, there is hope. If you live, you can inherit your family and noble blood surnames, and even restore your country one day in the future.

"Archduke, if I remember correctly, it seems that you were given a chance to surrender before the war, but you didn't cherish it. Tell me, do you regret at this moment?" Victoria raised her head and looked into each other's eyes while fiddling with the gorgeous Queen's dress, trying to find a trace of reluctance and resentment.

Unfortunately, far from showing even the slightest hostility, Sith II directly gave a big gift and replied with a wry smile: "Sorry, your majesty, arrogance and stupidity have made me make unforgivable mistakes. As a price, I am willing to give up my territory and title and transfer the name of Archduke to you. From today on, you and your descendants are the legitimate rulers of this country. As a loser, I have only one small request, that is, please let go of my family."

"What about yourself?" asked villea with interest.

"Me?" Archduke Sith II sighed helplessly. "I'm afraid I can't escape this disaster. After all, before the war broke out, you announced that you only gave me two ways, one is unconditional surrender and the other is death. Since I chose the latter, I naturally have to be responsible for my choice. What's more, you need to prove to the world that you are a monarch who does what you say. Only in this way can you win what you want There is respect and fear. "

Hearing these words, Victoria finally couldn't help smiling: "It seems that you are much smarter than the rumor. You are also better at finding your own place in a complex environment. You are responsible for more than 50% of the principality's status today. Unfortunately, you have made a fatal mistake, that is, you accidentally become my enemy. Although from a personal point of view, I am willing to let you live Lu, but as you said, sometimes the monarch should not put personal feelings into military and government affairs. Therefore, you must die and will be executed to prove that I am a queen who does what I say. Only in this way, those potential enemies will be afraid and dare not easily ignore what I said. But I won't kill your relatives and family If we kill them, we will give them a boat to keep them away from their motherland. "

After getting the result he wanted, Archduke Sith II immediately saluted again: "Thank you very much! Although you are still very young and almost younger than my daughter, I have felt all the qualities of a wise monarch from you. But please be careful. The existing countries on this continent will never want an unmatched overlord. They will secretly connect and attack you and your country."

"Hehe, let them come. I will prove with practical actions that any conspiracy will dissipate as quickly as the fog in the sun in the face of absolute power." Vilia pursed her mouth, and her tone was full of playfulness.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this is a kind of self-confidence and a confident performance.

But only she understood that she was just a puppet placed on the front desk, a string puppet and an agent.

Those who want to defeat her simply don't know how terrible the enemy they really face is. It's terrible enough to rival or even surpass the gods.

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With the end of the brief conversation between the winners and losers, Sith II's family was immediately sent to a ship, while he himself was under house arrest and announced the date of execution.

Without any disguise, Victoria just wanted to prove to all the countries around her that she was a difficult enemy with a bloody head.

Only in this way can she have enough time to integrate the internal and eliminate those potential hidden dangers.

As a saying goes, war is the most perfect means to transfer contradictions. As long as we can ensure victory, we can obtain unimaginable personal prestige and public support, so as to promote a series of reforms or complete centralization of power.

Obviously, compared with Kerwin, who has the attribute of tyrant, Vilia belongs to the kind of relatively benevolent ruler and doesn't like to use violence to achieve his purpose.

If she could not disobey the orders given by her master, she would never lead her country on the road of external expansion.

Looking at the piles of urgent documents on the table that need to be handled immediately, Victoria couldn't help holding her forehead and complaining, "my God! When will it be finished? I feel that if it goes on like this, I will be exhausted in a few years at most."

"Ha ha ha! Honey, I think you should start trying to cultivate some trusted men to help handle official affairs. The responsibility and virtue of the monarch is never to do it yourself, but to select those who are loyal and capable to help manage the country." isolt, who arranged when to enter the room, laughed and gave advice.

The old man who just came out of the magic tower library exudes strong energy fluctuations all over his body, which is as dazzling as the sun in the eyes of experts.

Even ordinary people can feel part of his strength.

"You are..." Victoria obviously has a little magic talent, and the whole person stared in surprise.

"Ah! I went to a hall full of knowledge not long ago and learned new magic knowledge." Isolde's old face was filled with a happy and happy smile.

Although he only read less than one ten thousandth of the books in the library this time, he still felt that he had surpassed 99% of the casters on the continent. As long as he got another chance, he could even pry into the mystery of death, so as to greatly prolong his life with the power of magic.