Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
“Constantin XI is too much!” a furious roar could be heard echoing in a luxurious mansion.
After those nobles who tried to make a stand were done in by Shu Yichao, Constantin XI couldn’t even be bothered to keep up a front before the remaining ones.
The Holy War had concluded for now.
Constantin XI and his Crusaders didn’t engage any enemies along the way, but it was also exhausting having to clean up after Shu Yichao. On top of that, the initial fever of fanaticism had died down, so the Crusaders naturally dispersed with the conclusion of the Holy War.
With the reclaimed territories, the Eastern Romain Empire’s population instantaneously shot up from 100,000 to almost 400,000. It was like a snake trying to devour an elephant. For now, they had to slow down and secure the acquired territories first before deciding on their next move.
Constantin XI made use of this momentum to shove a bitter gourd down the nobles’ throat.
Revolution! I declare so!
He exploited his current military might and prestige to roll out a series of changes to their economic, political, and military policies. The policy that the nobles were the most opposed to was the change in the land policies.
You want to confiscate our fertile land and give them away to those lowly serfs?
This is ridiculous! Not even the heretic sultana dared to do so! How dare you try to push this farce on us?
“Indeed!”
The gathered nobles here had twisted faces. Their usual graceful demeanor was nowhere to be seen.
“That swine wrapped in purple cloth isn’t worthy of being the Romain emperor!”
“He’s a tyrant!”
“He uses a pretext of a Holy War to curb all heretics… but are we no longer Romain nobles just because we converted to another religion? This is ridiculous!”
“You’re absolutely right!”
The nobles cheered in agreement.
“Since that dogshit emperor does not have the compassion to accept us, there’s no need for us to submit to his rule anymore.”
A noble furiously bellowed, “Pull him down the throne!”
“Tell him to get lost!”
“We’ll reach out to Morea, Transylvania, Hun
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