Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 42: Mandarin!

“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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