Joe ran around the wall of his bedroom, Heidra Fort in the Derren Empire.

The Lanyin River originated from the steep ridges in the north of the Lanyin Corridor. It was originally only half a mile wide. After absorbing dozens of tributaries of all sizes and large, it had become a huge river dozens of miles wide in the heart of the empire.

In the central area of ​​the empire, there was a sudden dent on the vast plains.

The vast Lanyin River plunged into this depression area with an area of ​​more than a dozen provinces, forming the most core Everglades area of ​​the Delun Empire.

Heidra Fort, just west of the Everglades, on the north bank of the Lanyin River.

This is a large plain with abundant water and soil. After careful construction by generations of Emperor Delun, the buildings are arranged neatly and orderly on the plain. Against the backdrop of the mist floating out of the swamp, the weather in Heidra Fort is quite majestic.

With the earliest building of Hydera Castle, also known as the Hydera Palace complex as the core, to the west of Hydera Castle, surrounded by rivers and green trees, it is the area of ​​the University Town of the Delun Empire's Imperial Capital.

Outside the back door of the No. 1 University of the Delun Empire, the famous food street is bustling and bustling. It is the most leisure time of the day. Because of the high subsidies from the empire, college students who are not short of money in their pockets are squandering their energy on the food street.

In the middle of the food street, in the best location of the food street, a traditional drama is being staged in the grandmother's tavern, which covers an area of ​​half an acre.

In the brightly lit tavern, a group of students from the Department of Physics of the First University of the Imperial Capital are fighting with a group of students from the Department of Music of the Fourth University of the Imperial Capital next door.

"You shameful little guys!" The students in the physics department cursed like this.

"You useless nerds!" The music students questioned each other so much.

The wine glasses were flying in the air, the wine was spraying overhead, and countless people were cheering and roaring in the tavern. A group of students from the Metallurgy Department of the Second University and a group of students from the Epidemic Prevention Department of the Third University stood at the wine table, applauding wildly, stomping their feet, cheering for the group of guys who were fighting together.

At the entrance of the tavern, there were two patrolmen in black uniforms standing.

They stood [    www.biqugetv.xyz] at the door, protruding their heads into the door, smiling 'hehe'.

The Empire treats this group of elite talents with high IQs very favorably. These guys are drunk, fight, and make trouble all kinds of trouble. But as long as they don’t cause big trouble, as long as they don’t kill anyone, they will let them go!

Young people should be so passionate!

An old lady with gray hair and a long thick cloth skirt, with a kind-looking man holding an account book with her left hand and a water-dip pen in her right hand, standing behind the carnival students, muttering and recording.

"One tin cup...two...three..."

"One legs on the table...two...three legs..."

"Oh, one...two...three..."

"Damn... be careful..." The old lady suddenly screamed: "Look at the good things you did!"

A seat flew out of the crowd and hit the bars against the wall. A wooden barrel filled with fresh beer was smashed. The dark brown beer mixed with a lot of white foam was sprayed out, spilling the room.

The old lady shook her head and raised her hands high: "Okay, little guys, you have to settle the bill!"

A student watching the fun while standing in front of the old lady turned around and squeezed his eyes at the old lady: "Don't worry, grandma, they have enough money to compensate for the subsidy I just issued yesterday!"

The old lady rolled her eyes and laughed a few times: "Okay, then let's go ahead..."

A middle-aged man wearing an inconspicuous black uniform, a small black round hat, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man emerged from the crowd and leaned over to the old lady's ear and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The old lady's smile froze and rolled her eyes fiercely again.

Soon, the old lady stuffed the account book and pen in her hand to a tavern waitress behind her. She walked through the chaotic crowd and walked into the counter of the tavern, and entered the kitchen behind the counter.

A four-wheeled carriage with an ordinary appearance drove out quickly from the food street.

The four-wheeled carriage passes through the campus of the First University of the Imperial Capital, through a luxurious residential area built for the professors of the First University on the east side of the campus, through a small wood, and after passing through two stone bridges, it directly enters the Hydra Palace.

Passing through the three-level guarded palace gate and bypassing more than a dozen tall and magnificent palaces, the four-wheeled carriage finally stopped in a simple palace surrounded by gray thorn flowers, made of granite and inconspicuous.

The old lady with gray hair and wearing a coarse cloth skirt walked down from the carriage with her face hanging down. The air around her suddenly became messy, and invisible winds danced wildly in the void. Large areas of blooming gray thorn flowers suddenly swayed in the wind, rippling like waves.

The old lady's hair changed rapidly from flower white to a dark gray like iron, and her originally light green eyes turned into a deep iron gray in an instant.

A crisp sound from her body came from the "crack" sound. The old lady who was originally about five feet and ten inches tall and a little hunched on her waist suddenly turned into a tall woman with a straight waist and a height of nearly six feet and six inches.

Her wrinkled face also became tender and plump, completely turning into a beautiful woman over thirty years old.

It's just that it's as beautiful as Duke Ross's flowers. The beautiful face of this "old lady" has sharp lines, and even a fierce and ferocious aura that makes people feel heart-pounding.

Impatiently patted the long thick cloth skirt that had become shorter with my hands. The "old lady" raised her head and chest up, and walked into the palace in front of her with big strides.

In the palace, in the spacious and long corridor, a court knight in traditional knight costume saw the "old lady" and knelt on one knee, lowered her head deeply, clenched her fists with her right hand, and placed it on her heart.

The ‘old lady’ held her head up and walked quickly with a sway of strong wind.

Wherever she passed, the bright gas lights in the corridor suddenly darkened, and twisted black shadows appeared on the wall inexplicably. A strange "hissing" sound came from the air. The court knights kneeling on the ground to salute along the way were suppressed by an invisible pressure in the void and cold sweat kept oozing out of their foreheads.

The 'Old Lady' walked to the end of the corridor. Two court knights standing in front of the door, wearing full armor, turned around and pushed open the door behind him hard, and shouted in unison: "Her Majesty the Queen is here!"

‘Old lady’, the current queen of the Derren Empire, Margaret III waved his hand impatiently, and stood at the door and shouted: “Dear Princes, Your Highness, Duke, and all the capable and smart ministers, brave and warlike generals, what is there to do that you cannot solve, but you must trouble me, the old lady?”

"Ahh, haven't I made it clear? Don't bother me unless the grey animals in Lucia invade again, or the empire throws away more than five provinces at once! Don't bother me!"

Margaret III had a dark face and squinted eyes. Behind her was a large area of ​​darkness rolling like a tide, and powerful pressure swept through waves like a tsunami.

Behind the gate, the air in the huge hall was surging wildly. The strong wind whistled and blew the curtains and curtains on the walls. The tables and chairs were shaking, and the table legs and chair legs hit the ground, making a dull sound.

More than a dozen men standing in the hall bowed to Margaret.

An old man, who was thin and tall, was as tall as bean sprouts, took a step forward with difficulty: "Your Majesty, maybe things are much worse than what we have lost five provinces."

With a 'hu', the black fog behind Margaret III disappeared, and all the strange phenomena in the hall disappeared.

She clapped her hands, walked by a group of imperial officials in the hall with a blank expression, and walked straight to a lounge behind the curtain.

In just a few minutes, Margaret III, who had put on a long fur and long sword on her waist, walked out again. She hugged her chest with her hands and stared at the dozen confidant ministers in front of her.

"What happened?" Margaret III's voice was extremely cold: "War? Plague? Or other natural disasters?"

"Are they really the grey animals in Lucia who forgot the lessons learned ten years ago and want to go to war with us?"

"Or, the group of sea dogs in St. Shea suddenly became more courageous. They actually landed from Tulum Port and wanted to fight us to the death on land?"

The thin and thin old man coughed: "No, Your Majesty, maybe it's more troublesome. Here, there is an investigation report on the Zhongqiu bloody case in Tulun Port and some subsequent situation analysis. Please check it out first."

A court clerk came to Margaret III with a briefcase and walked stiffly. He took out a few documents carefully and handed them to Margaret III.

"Middle Qiu blood case?" Margaret III raised his eyebrows: "Middle Qiu blood case in Tulum Port? Ah, my dear, does my little Ross come here?"

Margaret turned around and greeted the large curtain behind her.

A tall man, nearly seven feet tall, looks in his early forties, wearing a general uniform, straight waist, and extremely majestic man strode out from behind the curtain.

"Duke Ross sent you a secret letter, and I replied to her in your name." The burly man, the husband of Margaret III, and Mata XIII, who was named Prince of the Empire, walked to Margaret III, and said slowly with his hands behind his back: "When I replied, the Zhongqiu bloody case was still in a completely controllable state."

Shaking his head, Mata XIII glanced at the dozen top figures of the empire in the hall and said coldly: "But later things became completely out of control... Some people are too brave!"

Margaret III then took over the documents from the clerk.
Chapter completed!