Asmodai Empire, Xindu.

Fort San Montasini.

Fort Montassini is the largest city in the central region of the empire. In ancient times, it was a war fortress. Its origins were the saints of the Holy Day Church who killed the giant dragons of the mountain in ancient times, and were named after the saint who protected the peace of the country.

When this saint was alive, the mobile city had not yet appeared. He sheltered the residents of the mountains and opened up the vast plain farmland around the Montasini Mountains, making this place a granary for the entire empire.

Today, Fort San Montasini is the capital of the empire. Plain farmland ensures the food supply of the imperial capital. Naturally, many agricultural mobile cities have moved here. As the satellite city of the imperial capital, it forms the largest mobile urban agglomeration in the empire.

Carl City is a small town. In addition to the barons of the Carl family, there are only a large number of servants and servants, and only a few craftsmen and craftsmen have freedom.

The Asmodai Empire did not support slavery, but many times, even if the nobles called themselves bourgeoisie and called many of their people as free people and citizens, they lived no differently from working hard under the lord's supreme authority over the mobile city.

Although it is a small town, because it is not far from Fort San Montasini and the greening of the town is also high, so occasionally there are big people from the imperial capital who come here for vacation.

In the Dongcheng District of the city, there is a huge garden and a swimming pool that simulates the beach in the South China Sea. It is very popular among some high-ranking officials and nobles. The markets in the city will also sell some good wine for these high-ranking officials, which is quite famous in the surrounding area.

Although luxurious, it can also be seen that the Asmodai Empire has actually been peaceful for a long time and the people's strength has gradually recovered.

Since the ascension of the Sun Emperor Asmodai Thirteenth, this tyrannical king has personally killed seventeen ministers and fief nobles who were all big and small, and he personally led his troops to fight all directions, fighting against the Southern Noble Alliance, and forcing the sea fleet of the Tianlong nobles to retreat, allowing the previous generation of General Yanshuang to guard the frontier with no dissatisfaction.

During his term, the king issued no less than ten "strict laws" that the thieves were executed, the robbers were executed, the murderers were killed, and those who deceived others and deceived money also died.

If this were the case, it might be considered a good deed, but strict laws aimed at strengthening the majesty of the ruling class. Anyone who dared not to salute the nobles, dared to pay less taxes, or even wanted to hide in the mountains and avoid the rule of the empire, or remote villages, was found to be extra sentenced. In order to count the accurate population within the empire, the empire even launched several major suppression against the chaotic land, with countless casualties.

During the period of strict laws, there were initial signs of riots across the country, but under the pressure of the guard army and the Sun Emperor, all riots were suppressed. The rebel army, which had a professor, was one of them. The result was to support the rebel army, intending to move independently, and the city was destroyed by the disaster-level powerful people, killing and injuring millions.

Cool. However, it is precisely because of these cruel techniques that Asmodai Thirteenth generation completely cleaned up all the corrupt meat and poison in the Nuo Empire and reorganized it into a completely centralized empire with its majesty, the ruling class was feared, and the emperor's authority covered the entire territory.

Moreover, because of the strict laws, the cities of major mobile cities are clearly distinguished, and all residents live in their own categories and have never surpassed them, which ensures the order and output of the city.

Many criminals, as well as demonized people, became hard laborers of the empire, engaged in various arduous mega-projects, and contributed to the strengthening of national strength.

Although he is unwilling to admit it, the Asmodai Empire is indeed stronger than before.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with the Demonizer.

It is better to say that the empire is getting better and better, but the lives of the demonized are getting worse and worse.

The more chaotic the world is, the higher the status of the demonized person. And during the period when the Thor Empire was destroyed and the Asmodai Empire rose, the demonized person was born with source power, and was even vaguely higher than other people who did not have extraordinary power.

Now, even in the most stable Imperial Satellite City and small cities like Carl City, demonized people can only live in remote isolation areas.

There are naturally no tall buildings or manors in the isolation area, and there is only a dilapidated tavern.

Because the winemaking industry in Karl City is quite developed, in addition to the precious wine and red wine, cheap distilled spirits and lees are very cheap, which is enough to make the local demonized people live in a drunken and dream and forget the reality of sorrow.

The owner of the tavern is an old man with alopecia areata, named Famuer. He blinded his eyes and had two fingers missing. It should have been lost in the chaotic era in the early years. He usually has a slow ear. Occasionally, some gangsters secretly turned around and ran away without paying for the wine, but he couldn't catch up.

His wife Molly also lacked two legs. She usually wore a wheelchair in the backyard to bask in the sun, and occasionally helped the old man wash cups. The two of them supported each other for more than 30 years.

There are many customers in the bar today, a group of demonized young people, or unemployed people, are gathering in the corner at this moment, not knowing what to discuss. The seats around them are in a mess, full of broken wine bottles and garbage, and they don't care about the frown of the bar owner on the side.

On the other side, two people looked about the same age as the bar owner, and an old man with gray hair and gray hair was drinking silently.

These young people looked excited and their voices were noisy. It was impossible for normal people to hear clearly what they were discussing, but if a clear-headed person listened carefully, he could vaguely hear the keywords "Xiguang Society" and "The Empire Army was defeated".

"You said, can we find a chance to join the Xiguang Society?"

"I heard that they openly practice the Dharma, and everyone can practice the awesome guidance technique!"

"No, I heard that the old Charlie's family on Second Street successfully joined the Xiguang Society. Now they have become a serious professional master!"

"Svetre of Xiguang... that's really the great savior of our demonized people!"

The tone of these people is full of envy and jealousy, as well as an inexplicable confidence that I can do as well as I go to.

They even swear, "If it were me, I would definitely be more awesome than the old Charlie family! That family was as cowardly as anything. They were unwilling to steal some old wineries from the winery, and they were timid!"

Looking at the swearing look of these unemployed vagrants, the tavern owner couldn't help but shook his head slightly: "Even if that Professor Svedre is really going to die the savior of the demonized, cough cough... he would never let you guys join."

"Hey."

When Old Falmuir, who usually couldn't make a fuss for a long time, actually spoke up to sarcasm, the young people who were usually familiar with him laughed.

They said indifferently: "Old man, what do you know? You are backward. We dare to fight and fight. The gangs on the street appreciate us. Although Xiguang Association is very famous, it is a new force after all, and he will definitely accept us."

Except for these young people and bar owners, the two elderly people who were drinking by the window on the other side remained silent until the group of people proposed the name Xiguang Society that their eyelids moved slightly.

The gray-haired old man is tall and strong. If you look at his juniors, you may think he is a strong young man. Although I look at the gray-haired old man like an ordinary old man, the calluses on his hands are not like those that can be sharpened by farming. Experienced people will know that they are an old knight with superb skills when they see it.

"…Iloviz, you brought me to Karl City, and thought you wanted to invite me to drink."

The General of the Third Imperial Army picked up the wine glass on the table. The best wine in the bar in the Lower City was just a low-quality spirit that civilians in the imperial capital were unwilling to touch.

Aharonov didn't mind drinking, but obviously complained about it: "Ask me to go out, at least let me drink something that is alcohol, not something that tastes like horse urine."

"When we followed His Majesty in the desert, we drank camels more than once, at least it was wine."

And the First Knight of the Empire shook his wine glass, causing the impurities to sway. The gray-haired man smiled and said, "How about it, how about this place?"

Akharonov could hear something in Iloviz's words, and he shook his head slightly: "Around the imperial capital, the most favorable demonized person is willing to be with an organization they have never met before... I know you want to be more tolerant of the demonized person, but this is a national policy and it will not be a short time to change it. Now the Xiguang society is indeed a sign of rising, and we cannot suppress them."

And the Knight smiled: "I knew you would say that, but it was not true."

"What I want you to see is..."

He was about to say that the demonized people on the side were even louder, and they seemed to be quarreling because of some things: "Why isn't it enough?! We all gather some imperial coins and can always buy a small Luzhou!"

"Whenever, whether you leave Carl City, a suffocating ghost place, or go east to join Xiguang to form a society, you can always live a life - why, you will have the courage to dig the baron's vault together, but now you have money but you won't have the courage?"

"Or, are you planning to be hung by Baron Carl? Don't tell me you think he can't find us!"

Hearing this, the old general narrowed his eyes slightly.

Stealing the property of the nobles of the Empire... Even if it is not the period of strict laws, the ending of these young demonized people is to be hanged and leave a complete body.

The Knight was also slightly stunned, it was obviously beyond his expectations.

But it is not surprising that a group of demonized people with natural source energy abilities joined forces to steal a country baron's vault.

The group of demonized young men were quick-talking and couldn't help but be stunned after shaking this matter. They immediately turned their heads and looked at the entire bar. They found that except for the bar owner, there were only two old men drinking and dazed. They couldn't help but feel at ease: "I almost thought it was exposed, but I was just a few old men."

"Shut them up." Another cold voice sounded in the team. The speaker glanced at the entire bar, and after confirming that there was no one else, he spoke: "It just so happens that there is no one else. We will leave this ghost town later, and we are not afraid of being discovered."

The team seemed to be quiet for a moment. In the final analysis, they were just a group of gangsters. Although they dared to steal the nobles' vault, the following involves silence and killing, which still made most of the demonized people who had never seen blood hesitate for a while.

But soon, probably because of the ancient ancient who had inexplicable confidence, the original leader of the demonized people gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, after making such a vote, let's leave Carl City directly. Whether we go to Xiguang Society or the coastal capital, we will never stay in this dog empire!"

As soon as these words were said, there was still a slight sense of heroism among the group. They stood up together and were about to walk towards Akharonov and Iloviz.

The knight and the general couldn't help but sigh. They were also comrades-in-arms for many years. The general also knew that this was definitely not something his old friend brought him here to see, it was purely an accident.

But accidents are inevitable. Although the demonized people in Karl City are despicable, after hearing the Xiguang association, just a name gave them the courage to steal the baron's vault and defect to the empire.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that unless there was a special person leading him to avoid sentries, the mobile ships of the demonized or the land rafting boats could not leave the plains.

They violated the imperial laws, and what awaited them was judgment.

The old general wanted to get up and knocked down the group of demonized gangsters with all their strength and soul-condensing power and arrested them. But before he could stand, he could hear a weak voice coming from the counter.

"I advise you to stop and run away as soon as possible."

The person who spoke was the tavern owner Falmuir.

The old man with alopecia areata was originally reconciling accounts on the counter. After hearing the remarks of the demonized people, he was not panicked. He just sighed and put down his pen: "Barl Carl is a miser. He must look at his own treasure house at least twice a week and enjoy the sound of gold coins colliding... Whether your theft is discovered or not, the arrest will begin tomorrow at the latest."

"If I were you, I would go directly to the city guards right now and bribe those people to the city. I wouldn't think of anything to join Xiguang. They wouldn't accept you villains and just divide the money into various fixed villages and hide their names. At least they can survive."

"Old man!"

Hearing this, the demonized people immediately turned around. They were obviously a little angry: "What do you know? I originally planned to save your life in the past, but now you will die!"

"And what are you running away? We are villains? We are resisting the evil politics of the Empire! You are obviously demonized, so why do you seem to speak for the group of shit nobles in the Empire?!"

"Haha." The tavern owner touched his head, and he smiled dryly, "What is the current demonized person who resists the empire by relying on this method?"

"Old woman, I have lived for more than seventy years. It's the first time I heard such a ridiculous thing."

A sound of a sound sounded like a mockery, but because he was too old, he seemed to be helpless: "Isn't it that old man, after stealing some noble gold coins, he was so scared that he wanted to escape from the city. That would be fine, but he also had to kill his fellow demonized people to keep silent, which is far from ours back then."

"No." The old man stood up, his curved back straightened, making Famuer's originally short-looking figure suddenly become much taller.

The one-eyed old man raised his eyes, looked at the people in front of him, and said lightly: "If I were that kind of garbage, I would not accept it, and I would be killed on the spot."

As soon as these words were said, many demonized people immediately looked stagnant and then they became angry.

But obviously, the old couple had no intention of leaving a mouth. With the sound of wheelchair pushing, an old lady with her legs broken from her knees slowly emerged from the backstage: "The world gradually calmed down. I thought we could die here in such a mess but calm, but now it seems that we "compatriots" don't have any gratitude as if we were born in a peaceful era - we really couldn't stand it when we went out and licked the floor that the nobles stepped on when we went out, so we rebelled in anger."

The young demonized people originally wanted to refute a few words, such as saying, "What kind of ghost world is getting worse?", but after hearing the words of Old Mrs. Molly, she was stunned.

They never thought about the background of the Famuer couple who lived in the lower city of Carl for so many years... Are they any characteristics except that they live a little longer and are particularly cowardly?

But these young people have forgotten that being a demonized person, being able to live in his seventies is a special feature.

With his eyes half closed, Famuer looked at these young demonized people, and a smile of memories of the past appeared on his lips: "That guy Asmodai XIII is really disgusting, but in terms of governing the world and reorganizing order, he is really a hero of a generation. His rectification of the Central Plains has turned all the abandoned land into farmland, and the civilians who were originally unable to eat enough food to have surplus grain to make wine."

"For decades, he has given the empire's tens of billions of people, including the demonized, full food to save hunger and cold. I shouldn't have rebelled against him... But sometimes, living itself always has to have a breath. Without this breath, it's better to die than to zombies."

The old lady also chuckled and patted her thighs, and her gray hair shook: "It's not just that tone. The dog emperor wants to use our whole family to fill his tower. Such a tyrant should rebel. After eating, he will take our lives. Could it be that he will spare his life just because he did what the emperor should do?"

The old man walked behind the old lady and held the wheelchair. "Yes, that's when we were both the most energetic and most like individuals, the whole city was full of rebels, and even ordinary civilians were rebellious. This thing is a thing that is strictly a law. As long as someone reports it, the acceptance officer will not investigate and directly sentence it to death. It's not only us demonized people who suffer, and everyone is not feeling good about eating wheat cakes alive!"

"Indeed, how refreshing." The old lady shook her head, as if she was recalling her youth. She sighed: "It's a pity that the empire is too strong. What's the use of many rebels? All nobles and all strong people agree with the tyrant of the thirteenth generation. After all, everything he did is to guarantee the interests of the nobles... How many months? Our rebels were wiped out, the entire city was annihilated, and seven or eight craters appeared on the earth. The scene was amazing. You only had a few fingers, but I lost both legs."
To be continued...