Golden City.
In an exquisitely luxurious palace, the floor was covered with a soft carpet, and the surroundings were adorned with gold and silver items, while the throne in front was embellished with various gems. The figure of Protheus sat solemnly in front of the throne, with two beautiful concubines fanning him from behind, and in front of him, a scribe dressed in what seed like Egyptian attire knelt.
Protheus’s abdon was still wrapped in bandages, as Duncan’s heavy blow had injured his internal organs. If it weren’t for the intervention of priests from the gods, an ordinary person might have died instantly.
"What did you say?"
At this mont, Protheus’s expression was full of anger and disbelief. He stood up in fury, his eyes showing a hint of jealousy as he roared, "Say it again!"
The scribe trembled as he knelt on the ground, cautiously saying, "Your Highness, we have already received news about Hegel and his group."
"They went to the overseas islands and subdued a group of pirates."
"During this period."
"They have destroyed twelve kingdoms and now control the archipelago west of the Golden Coast."
"Even."
"They conquered Trit Island, occupied the palace, and demolished the shrine and idol of the Legendary Hero Barysius."
Destroyed twelve kingdoms?
Jealousy almost drove Protheus mad, his expression even slightly distorted as he angrily hurled his scepter, roaring, "How could it be possible?"
"That bunch of barbarians could conquer so many nations?"
There are just a few of them?
Even if Hegel is quite powerful, it’s impossible to annihilate so many countries so quickly.
Jealousy drives one mad.
Such achievents were beyond Protheus’s reach. Although he was born with royal power, it wasn’t easy for him to mobilize the army, and the entire Golden Coast had already ford a city-state kingdom alliance, making it difficult even for him to start a war lightly.
All along, Protheus had viewed Hegel as a competitor, even wanting to make the other party submit to him at one point.
But now the other has the rit of destroying nations, while he can only recoil in the Golden City to heal. Thinking of his injuries, Protheus imdiately felt a faint pain in his kidney.
The scribe quietly said, "They conquered a group of pirates and recruited many natives."
"It’s said that Amazonian Warriors are also following them."
"But Hegel is not the leader."
"According to rumors, they are led by Quinn, a barbarian favored by the Lady of Fury."
Not Hegel?
Is it that guy who seriously injured him with a javelin?
That makes it even more infuriating.
Protheus angrily pushed aside the beautiful concubine beside him, pacing back and forth in the palace as he said in a deep voice, "We must stop them! Imdiately mobilize the army. I want them to pay the price!"
The scribe quietly said, "Your Highness."
"You temporarily lack the power to mobilize the large army, and to deal with them, we need a powerful fleet."
If on land, he could mobilize the Golden Battle Group to launch an attack, but at sea, with the Lady of Fury’s favor, even the gods of the Golden Coast would have to think twice before taking action.
Protheus gradually cald down.
After pondering for a mont, he slowly said, "Soone, invite High Priest Selses over."
"Forget it."
"I’ll go find him myself."
anwhile.
In another palace in the Golden City, on an extrely luxurious large bed lay an voluptuous beauty, her figure exceedingly seductive and curvy, her appearance glamorous to the point of being enchanting, draped in a thin white gauze.
At this mont, she was resting her chin while gazing at the outer construction, overlooking the entire Golden City from the palace, as if countless people were bowing at her feet.
Behind her, two beautiful maids were applying olive oil to her, the smooth skin like white jade being coated with oil, with no part neglected, even the most private areas were ticulously maintained.
"Destroyed twelve nations?!"
This exceedingly enchanting beauty lifted one long leg, soon having a maid kneeling down to apply balm, and turned her head slightly surprised, "Really? Or false?"
Recently this news was spreading like wildfire, many people had heard the legends from overseas.
Pirates boast greatly.
The pirates of this world, when not drinking are boasting, even cutting down a giant rman is exaggerated into killing a sea monster.
"It should be true."
In the corner of the bed, a woman dressed in tight clothing knelt, with a slave mark on her arm, kneeling as she said, "Princess Cleopatra, it should be true."
"All the island countries overseas have been conquered. Pirates are rampant, and many rchant ships have to pay tribute."
Hearing the other’s words, the exceedingly enchanting princess let out a joyful giggle, slowly rising with a lazy and playful expression, "Looks like my foolish brother, Protheus, is in trouble."
Under normal circumstances, there is a tradition here of sibling marriages.
But sotis there are exceptions, maybe because he felt this sister was difficult to control, Protheus chose a more docile younger sister.
This led to her position being extrely awkward, even having to seek refuge with the Church of the Divine Spirit.
Because oftentis, princesses do not marry outside.
This Princess Cleopatra is known for her ambition and prowess, not only of noble status but also possessing the dual identity of Priest and Wizard, making her the second heir under Protheus to so extent.
Here won equally have the chance to inherit the throne, a tradition that has been maintained for hundreds of years.
The slave kneeling on the ground said, "He is trying to figure out how to deal with Hegel and his group."
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