Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 268: Newborn
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 190: Suspect
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1073- Gene Corruption
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 897: Hesitation
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 301 - If Anyone Dares To Spout Nonsense, Beat Them Up
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1072- Difficult to split
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 664 - The Evil God Beyond the Door
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 569: Rainy
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 210: Deer Girl
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 189: Good People
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 267: Correction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1071- Seen
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 896: Departure
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1070- Two secrets
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.10.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 300 - Apologies To Everyone; Level 37 Godly General
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 663 - The Captured Mastermind
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 662 - The Decline of a Nation
“They are finally gone.”
The envoys were moved to tears when they saw Shu Yichao and his thousands of cavalrymen slowly galloping away amidst a cloud of dust. Their lieges had been frantically fleeing through all kinds of channels over the past few days.
Those who had relatives in a foreign country chose to temporarily seek refuge there, even if it meant sailing across the sea.
Those who had hideouts in the mountains escaped there with their aides, enduring the inconveniences and discomfort there.
Those who had underground cellars and secret passageways moved their family over, and they prepared enough rations and water to last them for months. They spent their time praying for the Khitan Caesar not to come.
Only those who had no way of hiding and escaping thickened their skin and remained in the Apennine Peninsula.
For instance, the Duke of Milan.
He had been a mercenary, but a few years back, he took control of Milan and declared himself the duke. His foundation was weak, and he didn’t have a thorough grasp over the duchy. If he fled overseas at this juncture, he would lose everything he had worked for.
So, he hid in his barracks, wearing his armor and wielding his sword at all times. At the same time, he dug out valuable possessions to send to the Khitan Caesar, lest the latter beat him up at a whim.
Luckily, the days of trembling in fear were behind them.
The gifts that added up to an astronomical sum had satisfied the Khitan Caesar.
“We shall celebrate with a banquet tonight, drinking ourselves silly and enjoying a good rest afterward!”
The envoys were delighted too. They couldn’t help but draw a parallel between them and Pope Leo I, who had convinced the previous Scourge of God to withdraw.
As for who the Khitan Caesar would terrorize next, that was none of their concern.
Little did they know that Shu Yichao’s departure had nothing to do with their gifts. The latter had always been nonchalant to in-game AI presenting him with gifts.
It’s good that you’re giving me things on your own accord, but even if you do
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