Mechanical God Emperor

250 - The Puppet Prime Minister Casimiro

Morrince 2,867 gave a pleased smile, nodded slightly, and said: "Very good, get up. Remember, I want her alive!"

Isere heaved a sigh of relief. He climbed onto his feet and replied respectfully: "Yes! Your Majesty!!"

After a good while, the court dispersed.

About 2 kilometers west of the palace, there was a street paved entirely with white marble. This street looked like white jade from a distance and emitted white light. As a result, it was called the white jade street.

Dazzling and grand mansions flanked the white jade street on both sides. The mansions belonged to the various ministers as well as greater aristocrats of the Morrince Empire. Therefore, the white jade street was also called the dignitary street.

In the middle of the white jade street lied a very ordinary mansion, which was jokingly dubbed as the mansion of the puppet prime minister Casimiro.

A rather handsome young man shouted at the puppet prime minister Casimiro somewhat resentfully: "Father, why didn't you stop His Majesty? Master Ian of the Miracle City has clearly colluded with Governor Bousso of the Molinson Province. How could that waste Bousso, who flees at the first sign of trouble, have defeated Ian 44 times in a row and killed more than 200,000 warriors?!"

Casimiro stared at his son. Suddenly, he gave a long sigh of vexation and said: "Ambor, you really aren't fit to be an official. Or, you aren't fit to be an official in the Morrince Empire."

"There are many clever individuals in the court, you think that they couldn't tell that it was a scheme? Apart from some good-for-nothings, at least 60% of the people realized that Ian colluded with Bousso. However, His Majesty wants face and wants this victory, so this victory is real. Governor Bousso rendered a great achievement. Anyone who brings this up at this junction will make His Majesty displeased and the Orthux Family bear a grudge."

"The reason I am able to keep my position as the prime minister for so long is because I, just like a puppet, don't obstructed other people. His Majesty wants a puppet prime minister and the greater aristocrats also want a puppet prime minister. Only like this can I keep my position. Puppets don't have a voice. Once a puppet finds its voice, it will be either discarded or destroyed." Said Casimiro slowly.

Ambor's body turned ice-cold. He gained some understanding of how deep and cold the waters in the court of the Morrince Empire were.

Casimiro gave Ambor a profound look and said meaningfully: "So long as His Majesty sits on the throne, I can only be a puppet prime minister. This way, I can get a good ending and our family can prosper."

Ambor said with some indignation: "Fuck. How come a man like him became the emperor, could the gods amid the stars be blind?"

Casimiro's complexion suddenly changed dramatically. He crushed a magic crystal and a soundproofing spell shrouded the hall, then he berated sternly with a solemn expression: "Ambor, that's the way it is, so don't mention it again. The gods are very strong. Just thinking of their names will trigger a reaction from them. At that point, once they dislike anything you said about them, our family would be destroyed directly."

With the hot temper of a youth, Ambor replied loudly: "Father, I know that. However, as long as I don't mention the true names of the gods, they won't react to our conversation! I just want to know why the gods ignore this and let such a foolish and incompetent man like Morrince 2,867th ascend the throne!! Why did that luscious old man who gives off a decadent smell become the emperor of the Morrince Empire? With him as the emperor, the Morrince Empire will be run to the ground."

Casimiro hesitated for a long time before saying slowly with a solemn expression: "Amber, my son, I'll explain it to you only once.You have to remember it well."

Amber nodded with a grave expression.

Casimiro's eyes flashed with ridicule and he sneered: "That's because people like Morrince 2,867th are 'good' emperors in the eyes of the gods at present."

Amber's complexion changed dramatically and he exclaimed: "How could this be? Morrince 2,867th has been sitting on the throne for more than 10 years, smoldering the whole empire. The people have no way to make a living. How could the gods view him as a good emperor!"

Casimiro sneered: "It is precisely because the empire is being smoldered and the people have no way to make a living! Those who are at the bottom living in distress make more devout believers, and are more willing join the churches. Only this way can the gods amid the stars gain more faith power!"

Ambor was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears.

"After the battle of gods, the gods required a large number of believers to recuperate. They chose wise monarchs one after another so that they would rule the land and thrive."

"When the population reached a certain extent, a tyrant would appear and bring the people suffering, so that people would worship the gods and pray for their blessings. Then, the gods would send their emissaries to kill the tyrant and rectify the empire. This is a cycle."

"Now it is time for the gods to reap large amounts of faith power, and Morrince 2,867th plays the role of the tyrant. He is now the 'good' emperor that the gods like to see the most. Before his role is completed, going against him is the same as going against the gods. Do you understand now?" Said Casimiro meaningfully.

When Ambor heard those cruel words, his hot temper cooled down: "I understand!"

With a mocking smile on his face, Casimiro said faintly: "For us, what matters isn't the Morrince Empire, but the interests of our Cunha Family. It wouldn't matter even if the Morrince Empire was destroyed so long as it didn't harm the interests of the Cunha Family. However, with the gods watching from amid the stars, it is very difficult to destroy the Morrince Empire."

Casimiro continued unhurriedly: "The family is the foundation of us greater aristocrats, this is a common understanding among the greater aristocrats. Our family is what really matters, not the Morrince Empire! Ambor, my son, do you understand now? I hope you grow up a bit and stop being so impulsive. I'm old. You're the heir of the Cunha Family, so you have to shoulder the lives of the more than 100,000 people of the family."

Amber remained silent for a long time, then nodding slightly and, as if he had matured by a lot, said slowly: "I understand, father."

Casimiro showed a gratified smile, then pondered for a while before saying: "Ian is a very smart person who hasn't become drunk on victory. After fishing out enough benefits, he immediately chose to take the initiative and attach his territory. This person isn't simple! Although the Morrince Empire is decaying, but it still has many powerhouses. It isn't something that his trifling Miracle City can compete with. Ambor, if this person comes to the St. Tulan City, you can get in touch with him.

Ambor replied: "Yes! Father."

The mansion of the Hansen Family was also on the white jade street.

Isere entered a secret room slowly, then carefully turned a vase at the edge of the secret room.

Click! Following the sound of gears turning, a dark passageway appeared in the secret room. Simultaneously, a blank scroll appeared above the secret room.

A very mysterious magic fluctuation shrouded Isere and scanned him for a moment. Then, a black light drew him into the blank scroll.

The dark passageway strangely disappeared and only the blank scroll was left suspender in the secret room.

Isere felt his vision become a blur before he very strangely appeared in a mysterious, terrifying, and gloomy temple engraved with countless mysteries runes.

"Isere, what brings you here?" Exuding a mysterious feeling, a Priest covered in a black robe appeared from the void and said in a hoarse voice. His face could not be made out.

Isere replied coldly: "Ian, the master of the Miracle City, do you know of him?"

The Priest smiled and said in a low voice: "Yes, I know of him. He is one of our next development targets."

Isere frowned and said: "I want him dead!"

Isere not only pushed for the hunting fang corps to attack the Miracle City, but also obstructed Yang Feng's promotion to a duke in the court. It was obvious that once Yang Feng's embodiment of Ian joined the Morrince Empire, the Hansen Family would gain another powerful enemy.

The Priest smiled gloomily, saying: "What price are you willing to pay? After all, he is a target we are preparing to develop."

Isere said solemnly: "10 million gold coins, a complete martial art that can be practiced until the Legend Knight rank, and important intelligence."

The Priest smiled gloomily and said: "We'll think about it! Okay, time's up. The barrier set up by the gods of the Zaliah divine system is very annoying, so we don't have much time. We will contact you if we succeed."

A black light enveloped Isere. His eyes blurred and he appeared in the dark secret room again.

Isere's complexion changed and he said coldly: "Fucking darkness travelers doomed to live in the darkness. If it wasn't for me, how could these low-lives have entered the St. Tulan City!"

The St. Tulan City had a very powerful barrier opened. Once darkness life forms or darkness forces appeared in the city, they would be purified.

However, the divine power of the gods wasn't omnipotent, after all. In the past countless years, the darkness races managed to infiltrate this divine city by relying on the bigwigs of the St. Tulan City.