Full Time Mage Lord

"Has Motu's glory dimmed? Are the oaths you knights take every day all false?!"

The prince sat on the emperor's golden throne and shouted at the top of his lungs. There was no excitement in his voice about finally sitting on the throne, but only sadness.

The guards guarding the palace had dispersed, and the remaining veterans were weeping with the prince and queen in the palace.

Outside the palace were the Longhui Empire's troops, but they were in no hurry to enter the palace.

When the palace began to run out of water and food, the Emperor of Xinghui, Trogg I, came to this capital with a long history.

Surrendering was the only option for Prince Motu, because not only was the palace already filled with people from the Star Empire, but even within the empire, the power that leaned towards his uncle Leidy was beyond his imagination.

Leidy gathered 100,000 people in Boulder City to defend the west of the imperial capital. However, there was no friction between the Star Glory Empire and Leidy. Star Glory's soldiers would not go to the west of the imperial capital, and Leidy did not stop the Star Glory Empire from moving north. Occupy the imperial capital.

"If you really want to say that there is something in common between the two worlds, this is really a common point..."

Xiu Yin raised his eyes and looked at a flag that had just been hung on the wall of the tall palace.

The pure white flag flutters slowly with the wind that is about to enter autumn.

The prince and his empire surrendered, although the prince was able to mobilize only a few people in the palace.

The main entrance of the palace, which had been tightly closed for more than ten days, slowly opened again with its thick and rusty stainless steel door.

The long red carpet stretched under the palace gate and went all the way to the emperor's main hall.

Xiu Yin thought of the stars in his original world, who also walked on such a red carpet.

However, the one walking on top now is the Emperor of Starlight, Trogg I.

A look of pride filled Trogg's face, and the accompanying ministers did not hesitate to praise the emperor. The "temporary citizens" who had been arranged in advance and displayed on both sides of the red carpet shouted "Long live!"

Xiu Yin and Shilok, the two most senior people here, followed Trogg, and then the emperor's imperial guards.

The woman who can be by the emperor's side is the emperor's favorite woman, but she is not the figure Xiu Yin has been looking forward to.

She was a woman with heavy makeup. Charlotte's intelligence said that she was from the current leader of the Guards. If it hadn't been for her, he would not have become the commander-in-chief of the Guards.

No matter where Xiu Yin's thoughts went, when a bell rang, Xiu Yin had to come back to his senses.

The inheritor of the Motu Empire had not yet had any enthronement ceremony, and before he had a chance to enjoy the shining golden seat, he knelt down at the end of the red carpet.

Standing in front of him was Trogg, the Emperor of Starlight.

Trogg smiled slightly at his new beloved concubine, Princess Tarosa. The proud smile seemed to say, "I, Trogg, am the real master here...!"

Tarosa had her own unique charm, that charming smile. Xiuyin knew that Tifa was absolutely unmatched.

But Xiuyin still believed that Tifa should stand there, standing by the emperor's side.

But, not now.

While Xiuyin was still thinking about why Tifa didn't get the treatment he deserved, when the Emperor of Starlight took over his surrender message from the kneeling prince, Troggna's smile had narrowed into a slit. His eyes did not look at the memorandum at all, and he directly removed the golden crown symbolizing the prince's legal inheritance rights from the prince's head.

"You don't need this anymore."

Trogg naturally took off the golden crown from the head of Prince Motu. The veterans of Motu in the palace all shed tears of sadness when they saw it.

In the more than a hundred years since the establishment of the Motu Empire, this is the first time that someone has taken off the dignity and glory of Motu in the imperial capital, and the people trampling on their glory are the "southern barbarians" they call them.

Trogg walked slowly towards the stairs, a total of fourteen steps, symbolizing the rule of the Qiyao family.

Above the stairs is the golden throne that represents the pinnacle of power.

"What, it's no different from my gold-encrusted one!"

When Trogg sat on the throne, he felt a little disappointed in his heart. The same cold touch did not make any difference because he was from the Qiyao family.

It's just that Trogg's brain nerves immediately shifted away from touch, and his visual nerves fed back to him the poor prince of the Motu Empire who was about the same age as him in front of him.

"It's a pity that you are not pitiful!"

Trogg's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he pointed his finger at the poor man who was kneeling on the ground and shivering.

"Tie him to the fire pillar in the center of the square. I want the entire city, I want the entire Motu Empire to hear his howl. Those who offend our star will only die!"

"Long live Your Majesty, Your Majesty is Holy Ming, and the eternal glory and glory are with the Emperor!"

…

There was no objection from anyone, only constant hymns and shouts of "Long Live". Of course, there was also the helplessness revealed in Xiuyin and Shilok's looks at each other.

Xiu Yin would not say anything to stop Trogg from killing the royal family of the Motu Empire, because he knew that nothing could stop him at this time.

And Troger's actions have only just begun.

Trogg wants to turn Motu City into his new capital.

There are nearly a million people here, and just one city-state can equal the wealth of more than half of Xinghui's land.

Trogg spent one day killing the royal family members of the Motu Empire, and then spent two days registering the entire palace under his name.

It took three days to expel the nobles from the imperial capital...

…

Xiu Yin didn't deliberately remember what day it was. It might have been ten days, or it might have been one day.

In short, one early morning, when Xiu Yin was still sleeping and was awakened by the noise outside the window, what he saw was the rioting citizens all over the city.

Ten thousand?

Maybe a hundred thousand people.

They filled the streets of the imperial capital.

The imperial capital of the Motu Empire has stood for hundreds of years, and nobles have bred here for several generations. They will not willingly succumb to Trogg's feet.

At least when Xiu Yin was here, as long as these nobles did not speak out or remained neutral, Xiu Yin would not cause trouble for them. Although the nobles swore allegiance to their emperor, they would not foolishly sacrifice for the emperor's glory. own life.

But when someone wants to touch the cake that they have enjoyed for a hundred years on their plate, they will not hesitate to choose to fight for it.

Trogg had their cake, and of course, they had to take the cake back from Trogg's hands.

The nobles mobilized the citizens of the imperial capital who had been forced to impose various taxes by Trogg, so on this morning, more than 100,000 people in the imperial capital participated in the riot...