Before he was sent to the Dro Empire, Roger had already studied a lot of information about this empire.

The Dero Empire is different from other great empires. It originated from the southern foot of the Central Mountains. At that time, dozens of small city-states and principalities with common ethnic composition and cultural customs were scattered on this land, but they had loose connections with each other. There was no shortage of war. These small countries were tools used by neighboring powers for a hundred years. Once wars occurred, they either sent troops or paid money, and they were bound to the chariots of other great powers. They could only swallow bitter fruit when they were defeated, and there was no benefit to win.

This situation lasted for a hundred years. Finally, a miracle came to the Duchy of Delo. The Grand Duke of Delo had no other skills, but his incitement was unparalleled. He lobbled and spoke in one country, one city, one city. A century of humiliation history was exaggerated in his mouth as the darkest period in human history since his birth.

Finally, under the instigation of Grand Duke Dro, the surging anger ignited throughout the southern foothills of the Central Mountains at an astonishing speed! Dozens of small principalities and city-states stood together unprecedentedly and announced that they had completely broken off their affiliation with the surrounding major powers.

Next, it was a year of war. The major countries were naturally unwilling to accept the loss of their traditional sphere of influence and sent troops to intervene. Da Duke Deluo had no military talent, so he elected Da Duke Thomas, who had a great record, as the supreme commander of the alliance. Lead the coalition forces to fight with the interfering army.

In a year of war, both sides won and lost each other, and the alliance had to fail more. However, for freedom. The alliance's 20 million people can endure hunger, cold, and sacrifice. For freedom, they can endure everything!

The most difficult winter passed, and the major powers around the alliance, which suffered heavy losses, finally realized that they could not defeat the hearts of the alliance's people who longed for freedom, and had to retreat and recognize the alliance's independence.

When it was time to divide the fruits of victory, Duke Dro, who had been very low-key throughout the year of war, became active again as the father of the alliance. He had never commanded the army, which may be a disadvantage in wartime, but at this time it became a kind of capital.

Because he never failed.

No matter how outstanding the general is, he will inevitably suffer several defeats in a year of war. These stains become the best excuse for Grand Duke Dro and his political enemies to accuse them.

The people still remembered the Grand Duke Deluo who was the first to motivate them to resist. They were even more fascinated by the dazzling miracle aura on the Grand Duke's head. Grand Duke Deluo publicly claimed that everything was for the people and did not seek the position of the leader of the alliance at all, but the reputation was unparalleled. The lords of Zhucheng, who made great contributions in the war, and the Grand Dukes began a desperate battle for the lord of the leader of the alliance.

The political struggle quickly developed to a bloody stage, and within just a few days, four city lords and grand dukes were assassinated one after another. When Duke Dro vigorously promoted the land, Grand Duke Thomas was even killed by a mysterious killer when he returned home. None of the elite guards of the hundred cavalry survived!

The ugly faces of politicians were soon well known to the public. The major factions in the alliance were stalemate and had to compromise with each other in the end. As a result, they would always be detached from the outside. The special identity of Duke Dros was promoted to the throne of the leader of the alliance.

The Grand Duke of Deluo was useless in the war, but he was a rare conspirator in politics. He spent twenty years. He defeated his main opponents one by one through various means, and gradually made the Duke of Deluo gradually grow into the alliance. He also gathered several small principalities under his own leadership through continuous marriages.

Twenty years later, the elderly Grand Duke Deluo finally completed all arrangements, officially announced his reign to be emperor, and created the Deluo Empire.

The history of the Dro Empire determines its unique reality. In the empire, dozens of subordinate principalities and city-states, large and small, occupy half of the empire. The princes of various places not only hold the power to appoint officials and collect taxes, but many of the great dukes also have heavy troops. These principalities are the products of the compromise between the Grand Duke of Dro in order to establish the empire. Therefore, among the three empires, Dro's imperial family is actually the weakest.

It is precisely because of the various princes of the Dro Empire that were divided into prisons and fought on their own. The Bavarian army was fighting so smoothly. The main army of the Dro Empire was difficult to mobilize these soldiers of the entrenched one side, and could only chase behind the agile Bavarian army and watch many fighter jets slip away.

When Rogge settled in Oshinia, he had already had some preliminary understanding of all aspects of the Dro Empire.

At dusk that day, Rogers walked out of the mission's base and began to walk around the imperial capital Oshinia. Wherever Roger went, he would always attract passers-by to stare. This was not because the fat man was so handsome, but because there was a charming little fairy behind him. Froya only wore a very ordinary mage robe. In such public places, she was also used to dressing up with gentleness and virtuousness, but this could not reduce the fatality of her beautiful and incompetent face.

Froya followed Roger, with a perfect smile on her face, and whispering to Roger at all times. Her every move was like the spring wind. She quietly entered the bone marrow. By the time she woke up, it was already too late.

Her voice was so low that only Roger could hear it, but the content of her speech was completely inconsistent with her flawless appearance: "Fatty, you are neglecting me these days! I decided not to ****!"

Rogge smiled helplessly. Although she knew that the little fairy was just threatening, she had the ability to say this so that it was hard to distinguish between true and false. What's more, she is now with Miro, and Miro's intentions towards her have long been known to everyone.

"How could I ignore you? Every time I go to you, you are either doing magic experiments or meditating! By the way, Miro's strengths are not in magic at all. If you need magic guidance, what if you don't let Adrenie help you?"

"I don't like her." Froya refused with briskness. Then she said, "By the way, I heard you have another child. If you don't neglect me, then what if I have children is not me?"

Roger was unable to answer Froya's question, so he had to vaguely say: "You know, I have never neglected you in this regard."

The little fairy smiled and said, "Okay, then it seems that there must be something wrong with one of us. I don't know if it's you or me. I'll do this. In order to prove that it's not my problem, I'll find someone to try..."

Roger suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that he was about to reach the verge of explosion, Fuluya immediately closed her mouth immediately. Suddenly, she lost the reason and could not get angry, which made Rogge even more depressed. But when she saw the little fairy laughing, all his anger couldn't help but fly out of the ten thousand meters of clouds.

The two of them walked forward on the bustling streets, and Froya finally couldn't help but say, "Is there a beautiful place in this dirty and messy city?"

Because he is in a state of war, Oshinia, who was also famous for his architecture, has long since disappeared from his style. The wide road seems quite depressed, and many business assistants have been closed. Pedestrians meet on the road and talk about it. Three or five wounded soldiers can be seen everywhere in the city, which makes people have to face the cruelty of war. Occasionally, a small team of iron cavalry will rush past the road.

At this moment, Oshinia is far inferior to the famous cities in the south, even compared with the famous cities of Richelieu and Tiffany in the north.

Roger looked at the chaotic and dirty city. He smiled and said, "There are so many things to see here. The world is wonderful. You can see and hear messages even thousands of miles away when you stand anywhere. So we might as well take a walk in Osiniado. I haven't been with you for a long time."

Fuluya pouted slightly and said reluctantly: "I'll accompany me like this? I might as well practice plane meditation when I have this time. Do you want to see some military secrets from the details of the city?" Wuzhuo Novel Network does not skip words.

Roger smiled and said, "Now there are many people who worry about military and national affairs, so I don't need to worry about it. Forget it. I'll explain it to you when your plane meditation practice reaches a certain level. I'll explain it to you now. I'm afraid you don't understand it."

Fuluya snorted and said, "If you don't say it, you're even pretending to be a great magician. It seems that just a few years ago, there was a person who could only rely on his thick skin to resist my magic!"

Every time I think of the tall and unattainable princess back then, who seemed to be forever unattainable, has now been conquered by myself, and the instant sense of accomplishment will make every pore of Roger seep out of his pole. Even though he is already the position of the largest religious pope in the north, the fat man still cannot change some of his vulgar habits.

He was about to laugh a few times when suddenly a sound of horse hooves came from the end of the long street. Then dozens of royal guards wearing black armor appeared from the corner of the long street and rushed towards the imperial palace.

Roger pulled Froya and stood on the street, allowing dozens of iron cavalry to run past in front of him like the wind.

A knight in the cavalry suddenly exclaimed and pulled the reins hard. The war horse suddenly stood up, took a few steps, and turned around to run towards Froya and Roger. The dozens of cavalry royal guards also showed their superb riding skills and turned around. They came with the knight.

Roger frowned and looked up and down at the knight who was obviously coming for the two of them.

The knight looked quite young last year, with a dark black cavalry armor with gold edges on the edges, and a four-winged flying dragon representing the Dro imperial family on his chest.

The knight held the war horse in front of the two, raised his hand and raised his helmet, revealing a handsome face. His pair of hot eyes were just staring at Froya. After a moment, he said in disbelief: "You are... Princess Froya? Why are you in Oshinya?"

Before Froya could answer, he was extremely excited and jumped down from his horse and walked towards Froya's blockbuster, while happily saying: "This is really a gift from God! I thought you were missing in the fire of war!"

The knight opened his arms and wanted to hold Fuluya in his arms. However, at this moment, a fat face with a smile suddenly appeared in front of him without any warning, replacing Fuluya's unparalleled face.

The knight was in a state of excitement. This scare was extraordinary. He screamed strangely. He took a few steps back one after another and almost sat on the ground. The royal guards saw it. They immediately jumped off the horse and helped the knight up. The others drew out swords and pointed at the two people in the field. Several crossbows pointed at Roger.

Roger turned a blind eye to Sensen's blade and smiled and said to the knight, "Your Excellency, I think you made a mistake. Froya is no longer a princess, she is just my woman. I'm very embarrassed, I'm not very generous and don't want someone to hug my woman casually."

Standing behind Roger's back, a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She quietly reached out and grabbed Roger's hand.

When the knight heard this, he was stunned at first, and then saw the intimate expressions of the two. His face was already so angry that he shouted: "Don't you know who I am?" Wuhuo Novel Network does not jump to the word.

"Who is your lord?" Roger's smile never changed.

At this time, Froya whispered behind the fat man: "He seems to be the third prince of the Dro Empire, call... call..."

The knight was very good at hearing. When he heard Froya recognize him, he was overjoyed. He couldn't even remember his name and said, "My name is Rather."

Rather stared at Froya greedily for a long time before turning to Roger, his face immediately became gloomy and he shouted: "You are a thing again, how dare you kidnap the noble Princess Froya? Where are you here, tie him up for me and take him back for a good questioning!"

Roger ignored Rather's threat. He just turned back and asked Froya, "You know each other?"

Froya frowned and said, "I met him in Rhine, and then the Dro Empire had more conditions to help his father..."

Roger nodded and said, "So that's it."

He took a step forward and looked at Rather calmly. The smile on his face had disappeared at some point: "His Highness Rather, it seems that the role you played back then was not glorious! The glory of the Dro Empire has dimmed a lot because of you."

Rather's face was gloomy, and he just pushed his hand forward hard!

The black-armored guards rode forward one after another. Roger and Froya were surrounded, and the swords were raised one after another! They were well-trained. Everyone was careful, for fear of hurting the weak Froya who stood still.

Roger stood there with his hands behind his back, glanced at the Black Armored Guard, and smiled coldly, "Everyone will get off the horse!"

Roger's voice was not loud, and he didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. The Black Armored Imperial Guard had increased his vigilance, but it didn't happen. He was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, dozens of horses under their crotch suddenly fell down! Abnormally caught off guard, even these elite black-armored guards fell to the ground. A black-armored guard accidentally inserted the sword in his hand into the body of the pedestal, and it turned out to be like piercing a big skin, and was instantly sprayed with a thick black and smelly sticky ****!

He finally wiped away the mucus from his face, stood up and looked at the ground, and immediately took a breath! The extremely strong war horse was now flattened on the ground like an empty pocket! He looked around again. Then he found that the guards were all staring at the horse corpses that had fallen to the ground and were no longer in shape. They looked pale, their hands holding the sword were trembling, and they couldn't help but retreat back.

Roger's face again had an indescribable smile as if it belonged to the devil or the angel. He looked at the dead war horses and the black-armored guards who were retreating one after another. He smiled at Rather, who was as white as paper.

Lather immediately took a few steps back, but he was less than level 10, and he stood firm again, which was a bit beyond Roger's expectations. It seemed that the third prince had some courage, but was not scared.

Rather clattered and whipped his sword, shouting loudly: "Everyone is standing there, call the police immediately! Summon the city defense force and the palace mage to kill this guy!"

At this moment, a black-armored guard behind Rather looked at Roger carefully, grabbed Rather's arm, and whispered: "Your Highness. This person cannot move! I think he looks very much like the Pope of the Holy Church of the Aslofik Empire..."

"Nonsense! How could Pope Roger appear here..." Rather was halfway through. Suddenly he stopped and stared at Roger. His face was in amazement.

Pope Rog, who is in charge of the Church of Divine Wisdom, has now become an important figure who can influence the situation on the entire continent. His appearance is no longer a secret, and few members of the royal family and politicians from all over the country have never seen his portrait.

"You..." Lather didn't know for a moment that he should say yes.

"Since you already know who I am, can I leave?" Wucuo Novel Network did not skip words. Roger said with a smile.

Rather's hand holding the sword kept trembling. He stared at Roger, his face so ferocious that it was almost distorted! However, in the end, he waved his hand fiercely, allowing the Black Armored Guard to give way.

Roger walked forward with his hands behind his back and took Furoya away with him.

"His Highness Rather..."

"Damn it, shut up!" Rather turned around suddenly, and used the hilt of the sword to hit him hard, and then he threw the black-armored guard who called him to the ground. Then he gasped, stared at the direction of Roger's departure, and gritted his teeth and whispered: "When the Bavarians are killed, I see if you northern barbarians can leave the Dro Empire alive!"

At this time, the night was just falling and the lights were just on. Rogge and Froya were still walking among Oshinia.

"I think that Rather won't give up. It's a bit inappropriate to offend the prince of the Dro Empire when Oshinia offended the prince of the Dro Empire." Froya looked worried.

Rogge smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite to deal with such people. If he really dares to attack me, the imperial army will arrive immediately, and attack the Bavarian Principality from north to south, and immediately destroy the Dro Empire. Now that he is so smart and can't help but not take action, then we might as well wait until we repel the Bavarian Principality and then destroy the Dro Empire."
Chapter completed!