MTL - Full Time Mage Lord-Chapter 678 sixty ninety

  Chapter 678 Chapter 690 The Barrier of Disintegration IV

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

   "We fought for the imperial capital on the front line, what have we got now?"

   "Even if you are a prisoner in Elegy Fortress, you are better treated than in the imperial capital!"

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

   "Both Jerry and Nuko have been captured, they must not survive!"

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

   "The knights of the empire? In the eyes of the superiors, we were defeated by the barbarians, and there is no knightly glory to talk about!"

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

   "Mingwei, what are you doing?"

   "Huh, I just want to be free!"

  …

  In the middle of the night, when the raging fire at the abandoned construction site alarmed the security team of the Imperial Capital, and they rushed there, the guards guarding the prisoners at the construction site had already been killed, and their bodies were tied to a cross.

   "Glory is long gone, we are fighting for ourselves!"

"kill!"

   "The crown prince is stupid, he is not worthy to bask in the glory of the empire!"

   "Mingwei, shut up...stop!"

  The former deputy head of the Elegy Fortress has been unable to prevent Mingwei from beheading a security team leader who came to check on the fire.

Mingwei's armor was confiscated by Long Hui when the Elegy Fortress fell. At this time, apart from a long sword he had just snatched, his shirt was covered with blood, and his sleeves were already torn. There were bloodstains and soot, but there was a blazing heat under his eyes.

   "Captain Bakato, you are getting old!"

  The flames reflected on Mingwei's face, and the surrounding soldiers holding the captured weapons looked at Mingwei suspiciously.

  They knew Mingwei, a young man who came out of the slums of the imperial capital. He was only eighteen years old, but his methods of killing people were more proficient than veteran mercenaries.

   Once in a bandit suppression operation, he killed as many as ten bandit leaders alone.

  If Mingwei hadn't been born in a slum, his meritorious service would be enough to become a baron or even a viscount of the empire.

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

  Bakato, exists like Mingwei's father.

He is the garrison commander of the Elegy Fortress. From the day Mingwei joined the Elegy Fortress, he seemed to be looking at his son who died a few years ago. He not only bestowed his family name on Mingwei, but also prepared When I retire, I must strongly recommend Mingwei as the new team leader.

  If possible, Bakato hopes that Mingwei will become the glory of hope of the empire, he believes that Mingwei has that ability.

   "It's late, Bakato."

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

   Poof!

  Mingwei's saliva covered the badge.

"Bakato, haven't you ever wondered why your son died in the banditry? Of course, it was the son of Grand Duke Lulanda who usurped the exploits that belonged to little Bakato. For this vain glory, you will live forever In the pain of missing my son."

   "Impossible, what you said is not true!"

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

   "Evidence, what evidence do you have!"

"Heh, do you still need evidence? The evidence is all of us here, whether it is the soldiers of Deke City or the comrades in arms of Elegy Fortress. Don't you see that? We all have one thing in common !"

   "What's in common?"

  The team leader who had been listening to Mingwei on the other side made a voice, but the voice was a little hoarse, and there were things he could hardly imagine, although he knew what the commonality was.

   "Don't listen to that kid, he came from a poor area, I'm different from him, I'm the Lord of the Empire!"

A commander from Dirk 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 due to hunger and cold, this time could let these people The only thing that calms people down is food.

  But after these rioting soldiers killed the city defense, occupied a military garrison and plundered the food here, Mingwei has always been the vanguard, and there are thousands of soldiers following him.

The other thousands of 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 is not stupid. Talk about some legitimate remarks by yourself, and you will never be beheaded with these people at that time.

  But everyone still wants to know what they have in common when the title is next.

   "East, we are all in the eastern part of the empire, no one is not, including Deke City, including Elegy Fortress!"

  …

Silence, silence lasted for five minutes. During these five minutes, Mingwei found stones and sharpened the long sword in his hand. Immediately, more and more people looked down for stones to sharpen their weapons. Some people tightened their armor even more, as if a war was imminent.

  East, that is a piece of wilderness in the east of the Motu Empire.

  The fertile land of the Motu Empire is thousands of miles away, 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 for the Motu Empire.

  It is a resource-rich mine, and its output is equivalent to half of the rest of the Motu Empire's mines.

It is called the place where Motuzhixing is. Mingwei worked there as a child laborer. Bakato also worked there when he was young, and his son also worked there because he didn’t have a job. …

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

Only aristocrats, only people with noble blood do not have to do hard labor. As long as they are non-noble people in the Motu Empire, their share of labor is doomed as soon as they are born. Only the grandson would do it, and if the man was gone, the woman would do it. In short, only after the impoverished family collapsed or became slaves, the family could be regarded as liberated.

  The most difficult work in the empire is of course done by these bitterly cold families, and the rich and powerful only need to wait in the warm courtyard for the good wine and delicacies brought by the servants.

   "Master Mingwei, let us enter the palace together!"

   Finally, a sound of anger that had been pent up for a long time broke the silence.

  (end of this chapter)