Just when Zuo Si was silently analyzing the advantages and disadvantages of the country he created, a pair of white arms suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, and then revealed a face with a satisfied blush from the side of his shoulders.

beautiful female face.

I saw her stroking the naked and strong chest and abdominal muscles in the form of the big devil, kissing her neck and cheeks affectionately, and at the same time asked in a slightly lazy voice from her throat: "My supreme dark lord, what are you thinking about?"

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"It's nothing, I just feel that the West Coast Empire is still a little far behind my expectations, and there is still room for improvement in many places." Zuo Si responded casually.

"Haha, I think it's perfect enough, even so perfect that it doesn't look like a country ruled by a tyrant."

The woman gently lifted up her long brown hair that covered half of her face, finally revealing a pair of pointed ears unique to elves and half-elves.

You don't need to ask to know that she is Erebeth, who just fell from the paladin to become the black guard.

From the messy furnishings in the room and the torn transparent silk fabrics, it is easy to tell that the two of them definitely had a fierce battle here, and it was far more than just one.

In particular, the large number of bruises and wounds on Aribes' body fully illustrates how wild the whole process was.

I don’t know if it was due to the influence of the fall, but she was particularly obsessed with Zuo Si in the form of the big devil, and she almost completed the second half of the game in this state.

The pain of physical tearing mixed with excitement and pleasure is simply addictive.

"No, you are wrong.

To a certain extent, I am the most successful tyrant in the entire Faerûn continent.

It even changed people's understanding of the nature of power.

Countless lords and kings began to follow my lead in centralizing power, suppressing and eradicating those voices that opposed them.

The public's attitude changed from opposition to support.

They hope to have a strong government to protect themselves, maintain good social order and business environment, and make their lives better and better.

But these people did not realize that the prosperity and wealth of the West Coast Empire was based on my willingness to share.

If nothing else, those lords and kings who tried to centralize power would eventually become tyrannical monarchs who were extravagant or militaristic.

Because not everyone can withstand the erosion of huge power and always remain rational and clear-headed.

So for a long time to come, you will see countless rulers trying to imitate the success of the West Coast Empire, but the results they get are exactly the opposite of what they expected.

Remember, never believe in things that can be easily seen on the surface, let alone so-called successful experiences.

Because this is often an illusion deliberately created by others to deceive you.

The real secret of success is often just pure luck and chance, and even if it is not, it is often of a type that cannot be copied."

Zuo Si told his new lover straightforwardly without any pretense about the part of the empire hidden beneath the water.

It's like whenever some developed countries mention their current success, they will always attribute it to the ideological emancipation of the Renaissance, the modern declaration of human rights, liberal democracy, the rule of law, market economy, and capitalism.

However, it never mentions the hundreds of years of bloody colonial plunder that began in the Age of Discovery, the massacre and enslavement of Africans and Native Americans, and the primitive accumulation of capital.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Not to mention the dark history of child labor being exploited during the Industrial Revolution, and the life span of female workers was not as long as that of slaves.

So Zuo Si understood a long time ago that the essence of the so-called "successful learning" is a scam.

There is never any experience to learn from when it comes to success.

Aribes's eyes instantly lit up when she heard these words, and she pursed her lips with an evil smile: "Hehehe, isn't this better?

Let those stupid mortals become more and more disappointed, evil and selfish as they continue to imitate, and finally sink into despair.

Then we can turn these failed states into puppets of the empire through bribery and infiltration."

"The changes that have happened to you are really surprising. After all, not long ago, you were a paladin who swore to protect the good and the weak, but now you have completely adapted to your new identity."

As he said that, Zuo Si turned around and pinched the opponent's chin with his hands like dragon claws, admiring the face that changed from holy to gloomy.

"That's because I woke up and discovered my past naivety and stupidity.

Pious, kind, and trustworthy...

Only an idiot would believe these unrealistic things!

There are only two things I want now, power and revenge.

So please give me more power!

I will be the sharpest sword in your hand and kill anyone who dares to be your enemy."

Aribes' tone revealed a kind of ferocity and fanaticism that was terrifying.

"Don't worry, I have given you enough power and what you want most. Now return to Neverwinter City to complete the revenge you desire."

Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, a set of ferocious black armor that was different from the previous one appeared out of thin air and wrapped directly around Aribes's naked body.

There are corresponding black tights, leather armor, chainmail and other linings inside.

And the sword in her hand was replaced by a five-handed sword burning with the flames of hell.

When everything was put on, a powerful energy suddenly surged out of the body, overflowing from the gems on the chest at a speed visible to the naked eye, and spreading throughout the body along the lines of the armor.

"This feels... simply amazing!"

Aribes swung the heavy two-handed sword with only one hand, and at the same time, the pupils of her two eyes were emitting a terrifying red light.

You must know that when she was a paladin of Tyr, she might not even be able to lift this giant sword with her strength, let alone swing it as easily as a one-handed sword like she does now.

The most important thing is that the power from Baator Hell in her body allows her to summon the flames of hell and devils at will, and perform the same magical spells as a LV20 priest.

No hesitation!

Aribes stepped forward directly, stood on tiptoes and hugged Zuo Si's neck again and offered a passionate kiss. Then she reluctantly put away the giant sword, turned around and left the room through the teleportation port below the tower.

Return to Neverwinter City.

Since the two cities had already established a stable teleportation gate, her appearance immediately attracted the attention of the mages who were guarding the place.

The latter was obviously surprised by the change in the image and temperament of the second-in-command of Neverwinter City. He quickly stood up and asked: "Madam, what happened to your appearance?"

"I was ambushed by the enemy on my way back and almost died. Now I want to see Lord Nasir immediately and report something important to him."

Aribes made a request to the mage in an unquestionable tone.

The mage obviously did not dare to neglect, and immediately took her towards Neverwinter Castle in person.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the Lord's Hall.

"Timarande, what's wrong with you?"

Lord Nasir only took one look and realized the changes that had taken place in his most trusted right-hand man.

To be precise, the grace from Tyr, the god of justice, disappeared, replaced by a terrifying atmosphere of darkness and evil.

"This is not important. What is important is that I now know the mastermind behind the plague in Neverwinter City and his accomplices."

Aribes went straight to the topic neatly.

Because she knew that once she revealed that she had fallen and was no longer a paladin, Lord Nasir would immediately remove all of her duties and powers, and she might even be expelled from Neverwinter.

Therefore, we must be quick to cut the knot, expose Deszell's identity as the mole as quickly as possible, and then make this guy jump over the wall to kidnap or kill Lord Nasir.

In this way, Erebes can legitimately take over the rule, and then promote bureaucrats from the empire, and finally make Neverwinter completely integrated into the empire like Luskan, instead of maintaining its current semi-independent status.

Only in this way can she control the Church of the God of Justice and her fiancé, Vanswijk, and constantly humiliate and torture each other.

"What! Who? Who planned the plague in Neverwinter?"

Lord Nasir suddenly stood up from his chair.

Because this matter has become a concern for him, the bags and dark circles around his eyes caused by lack of sleep are the best proof.

"Deszell was one of the masterminds and Vanswijk was his accomplice."

Aribes directly stated the names of the two people.

Lord Nasir was stunned for a moment, then blurted out and shouted: "This is impossible! One of them is the priest of Helm, the god of guardianship, and the other is the church leader of Tyr, the great god of justice. Whether from the camp or from

There is no reason to do such a crazy thing."

Aribes sneered and asked, "Then what if I tell you that Deszell has already abandoned his faith and used lies and tricks to deceive Vanswijk into providing help without his knowledge?

And I'm not the only one who knows about this.

That Lord Dumbledore was also one of the people who knew about it.

It's just that he has never found any real evidence, so he doesn't speak easily.

After all, these two people are the most important religious leaders in Neverwinter City. Even if you say it, you may not believe it, but it will be easy to alert the enemy."

"Damn it!

If this is true, then I swear I will hang Deszell.

This bastard killed countless innocent civilians.

guard!
To be continued...