In previous years, the "Divine Blessing" season is often the most comfortable time of the year, when the residual heat of the scorching heat has dissipated, and the cool autumn breeze begins to blow across the fields, even if it occasionally rains and dew, it is often a warm drizzle.

However, this year's Divine Blessing Season was a torrential rain, a rare cold air in a hundred years fell from the north, sweeping most of the territory of the Quland, the sky of the royal city seemed to be covered with a layer of impervious black cloth, haze shrouded the whole sky, torrential rain poured down from the black clouds, and the wind set off a curtain of water on the ground, making everything blurred.

The light was dim on a rainy day, but the towers around the huge walls of the royal city were brightly lit, and the heavily armed imperial guards stood with bows, their wary eyes scanning any possible lurking dangers, and from time to time they could see the firelight sprinkled on the metal bow to form a sharp light, and the entire palace was in a state of combat readiness.

At this moment, the iron gate at the entrance of the giant wall of the royal city was hoisted by bearings, and one after another prisoner cars entered the palace under the escort of the "Cardinal Guard", and the convoy stretched into a long line, with dozens of them.

Bolton was sitting on the stone steps at this time, his face was more gloomy than the haze of the sky, he didn't know how many days he hadn't rested, his eyes were bloodshot, his chin was covered with stubble, his lips were dry and chapped from tobacco before, he was holding a cigarette that had already been wet by the rainstorm, and his red eyes were staring straight at the prison convoy, constantly emitting a fierce light.

For some reason, two Imperial Guards stood beside Bolton, nervous and guarded, as if they had been sent to spy on him.

Bolton stared coldly at the prisoner carts until they disappeared from view, still sitting motionless in the rain, only his lips slightly open, and the cigarette in his mouth falling into the water.

"brute." He said.

...

In the conference room of the palace hall, the ministers of the palace are gathering here, and the seating arrangement is very delicate, the main seat is actually Solandelle, Perseus himself is sitting in the secondary seat, and the rest of the ministers are sitting in order of status, and everyone is whispering and discussing something.

Soon, the door opened, and unkempt and ragged men were escorted in, and judging from the appearance full of Northern Barbarian style, there was no doubt that they were from the remnants of the Six Kings tribe.

The remnants of the Six Kings have been entrenched in the Northland for more than 500 years, and naturally not only the 800,000 people killed by Denisha in Dawn Peak, but also the warriors who were integrated by Jupiter as an army and had combat effectiveness, in addition to tens of millions of civilians who were responsible for labor and production on weekdays, they together formed a tribe on the Arctic Ice Sheet.

When the tribal army invaded, the ineffective civilians hid far away from the army and waited for the results of the battle, so they narrowly escaped Denisha's shocking sword and survived.

However, the fate of these people did not go much better, as most of the supplies were collected by Jupiter and finally destroyed by Denisha, and the civilians could not survive on the few supplies they had left, and died in the snow, and many were forced to starve and die.

The civilians had been taken too far by Jupiter to return on foot to the gathering place of the Far North Ice Sheet, so they were forced south in droves in the hope of finding a place to live.

However, the royal army had already laid down heavy troops on the front line of the cold valley, and anyone who approached the defense line was regarded as an invasion, and they were killed indiscriminately, preventing the civilians of these tribes from getting closer, and thus keeping them out of the barrier.

There are heavy troops in front, there is no way to retreat, there is wind and snow outside, there is a lack of supplies inside, the tribal civilians are completely cornered, and dozens of patriarchs led by them can only kneel and beg to surrender, asking to meet with the high-level of the kingdom and give the clansmen a chance to live.

Now, these begging patriarchs have been transferred to the palace overnight, and the lives of the tens of millions of tribal civilians behind them are all tied to the outcome of this meeting.

The only two absentees from this meeting were Lorna and Burton, not because they were reluctant to come, but because Pertheus did not dare to let them come.

Solandelle was permanently maimed and disarmed in the war, and Lorna and Burton, one of her best friends and the other her brother, were both hot-tempered, and they would have to eat them raw on the spot if they ran into a tribe.

Therefore, Perseus ordered the two men to be kept away from the conference room, and sent the royal guards to watch over them to prevent chaos.

In fact, Percius, as Solandale's biological father, was so hurt by his daughter, he was no less angry than Lorna and Bolton, but as a mature king, he knew how to control his emotions better.

The atmosphere in the conference room was very depressing, and the patriarch at the head saw Perseus, trembling and kneeling: "Your Majesty the King..."

Pertheus directly interrupted him in a cold voice: "It seems that a barbarian is a barbarian after all, he doesn't learn etiquette and can't understand etiquette, don't you see someone else sitting on the throne?" I'm just going to sit in on it today, and I want to discuss anything, and you can talk to the person who is in charge. ”

The patriarch found out that the person sitting on the throne was Solandale, this arrangement really made him not understand the intention, and he was a little confused for a while, of course, what he wanted to say would not change, he said in a trembling voice: "Your Royal Highness Princess, we have some requests..."

Solandale: "You can say it, but I don't necessarily say yes, you say it first." ”

"Yes..."The patriarch hung his head, and said resignedly, "Your Highness, you should have received the news, our people are now trapped outside the cold valley, everyone's supplies have been exhausted, both adults and children have nothing to eat, people starve to death every day, and there are many people who fall asleep and don't wake up again because of hypothermia..."

"I beg Her Royal Highness the Princess, out of mercy, to order the gates of the Cold Valley to be opened and for everyone to take refuge inland. We just need a place where the temperature is warm and we can rest, and we will never disturb anyone! You won't get into any trouble! All of our patriarchs would like to guarantee this to Your Highness with their lives! ”

There was no superfluous look on Solandelle's face, only indifference, and she said slowly: "I was shocked to hear your words, shocked by your selfishness. In that war not long ago, I lost my uncle Larsen, the great Black Lion Garrot, thousands of soldiers, and many more of my countrymen who died under your butcher's knife. If it weren't for Denisha's action later, once the inland was captured by you, countless innocent people would have died tragically! ”

"You don't apologize now, you don't express repentance, the first sentence that comes up is to let me be gracious, how can I be gracious? If you were merciful, what would you make the people of the kingdom think? What face do I have to meet the relatives of those dead compatriots?! ”

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