"What do they want to do, show their strength, raise flags, and gather people to revolt?"

"The vampire empire has disappeared for more than 800 years, and the last afterglow has long disappeared in the dust of history."

"Even if they really want to do something, isn't it a bit too late?"

Allen's tone was a bit weird, and he was just as if he couldn't grasp the other party's context at all.

"Who knows, their purpose for coming here is definitely not just right."

Kelly didn't seem to care much about this matter, so she simply replied.

Looking at Alan's expression that seemed to be a little thoughtful, Kelly thought about it and then mentioned it.

"You don't have to worry too much about this. There are not many smart people in the empire. They are also paying attention to the blood clan in their own way and not neglecting it."

Alan, who was originally a little confused and wanted to figure out the inside story, felt that he was a little worried after hearing Kelly's words.

The empire's population of tens of millions may be mediocre people who can reach the top of power, but there are also many elite talents with outstanding talents.

Those who can think of problems that he can think of can naturally also think of.

Moreover, compared to Alan, who only pointed out the skills of power and strategy, those guys who wandered in dirty politics and took power and mind as the foundation of their own self will naturally consider it more in-depth and clear.

After thinking through this, Allen also let go of his worries.

Although he still maintained a certain attention to the blood clan of the Dracula clan beside Alec, he also focused some of his energy on everyone beside him.

After all, Kelly and Mr. Derria both put their faces down and took the initiative to recommend him and Renard to help them establish a good relationship. He could not let each other down.

As time passes, more and more people in the meeting hall are gradually increasing.

In the end, the number of about 200 people reached.

At this time, the originally somewhat empty hall of the government affairs hall finally became a little bustling and fulfilling.

But it doesn't seem crowded.

Looking around, Allen could clearly tell who was the contestant and who was the spectator.

Yes, the spectator.

Although this competition is not known to the public, it is not a secret for these people who truly stand at the top of power and master the real existence of the world.

Therefore, out of their pursuit of stimulation and expectations for the aesthetics of violence and cruelty, they came here with great initiative and applied to watch the battle on site.

After all, such exciting scenes are rare even for them.

Alan was not surprised by this result.

Because before the person arrived completely, he had already inferred their purpose from the person he had arrived.

Moreover, the empire has only more than one hundred silver ranks recorded, and even if they all come, they cannot gather 200, not to mention that they cannot all come.

It is impossible to mobilize the terrorist forces stationed on the border of the empire and suppress the hidden terrorist forces in the empire, separatism, the church of evil gods, and the silver ranks guarding the fortress.

These silver-grade work seem to be unfamous, but in fact, it is the real seating cornerstone that has made outstanding contributions to the stability of the empire.

These positions can be rotated, but there is no shortage of people.

Otherwise, the empire that looked extremely powerful and extremely prosperous would probably be filled with wars and fall apart under the actions of those who are interested, and move from prosperity to turmoil and decline.

Exclude these necessary and inactive positions, and exclude those silver ranks that cannot be moved and cannot be transferred.

Basically, there are only more than 50 silver ranks that can participate in this conference.

And all the extras in the hall of the government are to watch the show.

Of course, if you really want to say it, there will definitely be some silver rank hidden in the empire.

Whether it is a free person who is unwilling to join the empire, a hidden trump card by the major nobles, or hostile forces such as the Evil God Church that is hostile to the empire, the silver level among them is definitely not a small number.

However, what the empire needs is stability, people who are willing to contribute to the development of the empire and contribute their own strength to it.

Instead of these uncontrollable unknown risks.

So, in the end, the empire just changed its system and accumulated such good cards.

And to be honest, the battle at the Silver Level is not too important in this level of competition.

It is just a means to show the excellence of the next generation and to express one's successor.

After all, such strength is not considered rampant in the past or present.

Therefore, the competition to truly establish prestige and establish status mainly occurs between the golden ranks.

But even though I know this, neither Alan nor Renard had any idea of ​​slacking off.

Although it is not very important, it is also at the level of top-level powers in the continent like the Dawn Empire.

For Allen and Renard, if they performed well in this competition and achieved a good ranking, the rewards they received would be extremely happy.

To be honest, Allen and Renard made a big profit.

No matter how cruel or cold the nature of the competition is, since it is held in the form of a major competition, there will naturally be no shortage of rankings and rewards.

Such rewards are naturally insignificant for the division of interests between countries and among the top mainland forces.

But for individuals, it is enough to be called rich and abundant.

The Dracula clan, who are ambitious and ambitious, may not care about these things, but Alan and Renard cannot ignore this tempting bait.

Click!

It seemed that time was finally here, and the door of the Council Hall suddenly closed, making a slight sound.

The golden sunlight was blocked from the door by the thick mahogany door, and it was revealed that it could not be entered at all.

However, the hall did not appear dark, but was extremely bright, illuminating every corner softly.

Da da da da da!

Accompanied by a series of powerful footsteps with extremely heavy oppressive breath, Caesar, dressed in a capable and solemn expression, appeared in front of them.

Today, Caesar is dressed differently than before. He is not the luxurious and elegant imperial court dress, but the extremely majestic and solemn military dress of the Grand Marshal.

Seeing this, everyone present was filled with a stern heart and subconsciously cheered up.

The atmosphere in the field also changed suddenly, no longer as relaxed as before, and became extremely solemn.

It was like the air from all directions was oppressed by some terrifying force, and it began to condense inch by inch, becoming suppressed little by little.

Space seemed to have turned into heavy mercury at this moment, squeezing towards people and not breathing.

Such changes naturally cannot escape the perception of everyone present.

Whether it is the extraordinary person who has reached the silver level, or just the high-ranking officials of the empire and the nobles who are just watching the lively empire.

They all know the current situation from their best aspects, their perception of the qi, or their understanding of the atmosphere.

Therefore, they cooperated very well and showed a solemn and awe-inspiring expression.

Caesar patrolled the world, his sharp eyes were like a prey lion, full of the majesty of the king.

The fluffy blonde hair flew in the air, scattered, forming an extremely wild and messy beauty, as if it was a sprinting lion king, exuding the emperor's pressure and domineeringness.

Just when Alan was thinking about whether he would mobilize and encourage everyone who went to fight, just as Alan was thinking about what he would say.

However, Caesar restrained all his sharpness and looked straight ahead, as if he was looking at everyone, and as if he was just looking at the emperors hanging on the walls of the hall, his eyes were distant, as if he was recalling something.

After a while, he suddenly spoke and said sincerely.

"People, please."

In an instant, the scene was a little quiet.

Allen felt that they might be as surprised by the sudden change,

After all, no one thought that Caesar Charles, the domineering and iron-blooded, would suddenly say this.

"I will never let down my high expectations!"

After the silence, everyone stroked their right hand and bowed their heads to pay their respects.

"Set off."

Caesar pulled out the sword matched around his waist and spoke in a somewhat passionate tone.

Buzz!

A very ethereal and distant sound, as if it was a buzzing sound from a higher and only sound suddenly came to mind.

The next moment, the dark blue light flashed behind Caesar, and a wide dark blue light gate that seemed to be enough for a giant to enter appeared in front of them.

Without further ado, Caesar led the way and walked into it.

Then, the people in this hall of government affairs entered in a very tacit way, as if they had reached an agreement at some point.

The same is true for Alan and Renard, as well as Derria, Kelly and others.

"I thought he would say something."

Watching the end of the long queue disappear little by little, Allen said in a tone that was so complicated that he didn't know how to describe it.

"If you say something, you can come here and participate in this competition, you already know what's going on."
To be continued...