Doomsday Code

Chapter 844 National Preceptor

Rusov's central camp.

"Report, Your Excellency, a letter from the King."

In the general's tent, Rusov was cutting a piece of grilled steak with a knife and fork.

Hearing the subordinate's report, his hand trembled, and then he picked up the meat fork, looked at it, and threw it on the ground and said:

"The time has passed."

The next moment, a muffled groan was heard outside the tent, and then Rusov's confidant walked in with a bloody letter.

"His Majesty the Grand Duke's messenger was attacked by magical beasts on the way. This is the letter he brought."

However, the bloodstains on the envelope had not yet dried.

Rusov glanced at him.

The confidant also noticed the flaw and shook the envelope. The excess blood was immediately shaken off and the blood quickly dried up.

Only then did Rusov take the envelope from his hand.

"Remember, be more careful when doing things next time, don't be so rough."

"Yes, Grand Duke."

Rusov opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and after reading the contents, his face changed immediately.

With a bang, Rusov slammed the letter heavily on the table.

"You little brat, you're going too far in bullying others."

In the letter, King Firdau severely reprimanded Rusov for taking his troops away from his fiefdom without permission. Not only did he scold him, but he also warned him not to go too far, otherwise the kingdom's army would not mind destroying him first as a warm-up.

At this time, the confidant was so scared when he saw Rusov was so angry that he dared not speak.

He could guess the content of the letter without reading it. It was simply because Rusov secretly transferred his troops away from his fiefdom.

Just when he thought that Rusov would order a withdrawal after his anger subsided, Rusov tore the letter to pieces.

"Grand Duke, this..."

Seeing this, the confidant thought that something was wrong and wanted to persuade Rusov.

After all, they were still vassals of the Ferdow Kingdom, so killing the messenger was fine. But Rusov blatantly tore up the letter, which showed that he truly did not take the king seriously.

"Why are you so nervous? The fate of the kingdom is no longer in the hands of a young boy like him. Otherwise, why do you think this Duke dared to risk the wrath of the world and secretly dispatch troops south?"

After hearing what Rusov said, he knew that his Grand Duke must have found a backer.

And the only person in the kingdom who is greater than the current king is the kingdom's national teacher.

Firdau XIII died five years ago, and Firdau XIV has been on the throne for only five years. When he first ascended the throne, because he was still young, Firdau XIII specially arranged for a minister to take care of him.

And the national teacher Mo Nan is one of them.

In recent years, the Imperial Master has used various means to either subdue or purge the remaining ministers entrusted with the care of the young emperor. Even though Ferdow XIV has reached the age to rule the country, he still has the heavy burden of the Imperial Master weighing on his head.

All court decisions must be approved by the imperial teacher before they can take effect.

It can be said that Mo Nan is the uncrowned king of the Kingdom of Feiduo.

"Then Grand Duke, should we continue our march?"

Rusov shook his head and said:

"Since the King's letter has arrived, the Imperial Master's messenger must be here soon. You go wait outside. When the messenger arrives, notify me so I can go out and greet him."

The confidant took the order and left.

After waiting for no one to leave, Rusov closed his eyes and thought for a while. At this moment, he didn't know why, but he felt panic in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important.

Glancing at the scraps of paper on the ground, Rusov sneered.

And just as Rusov guessed, less than an hour later, Mo Nan's messenger arrived.

This time there was no blood or gore, and Rusov personally came out of the tent to greet him.

“May God be with me.”

I don't know when Rusov converted to the Church of Illuminati, but when he saw the priest messenger, he just used the standard religious greeting.

The priest also responded, and then said:

"Now that I have met the Grand Duke, I can give him the letter."

Then the priest who delivered the letter took out a piece of letter from his arms, handed it to Rusov, bowed, and was about to leave.

"Father, why are you in such a hurry to leave? You must have been exhausted from coming all the way from the kingdom. Why don't you rest for a while in my camp?"

However, the priest shook his head and said:

"It's not convenient for me to stay in this important military camp for long, and I have to go back to preside over church affairs, so I bid farewell to the Grand Duke."

After saying this, he walked away without waiting for Rusov to try to stop him.

Seeing this, Rusov stopped trying to persuade him to stay and went into his own tent with the letter.

I carefully opened the letter and found a thin piece of paper inside. When I unfolded it, I saw a sentence written on it.

"Continue south."

Seeing the four words above, Rusov also had a clue in his mind, and then said to the outside of the tent:

"Herald."

"Grand Duke."

"Order the entire army to cook, then march south quickly."

After the messenger left, Rusov carefully put the letter away. This time, he had the Imperial Master as his backer. He believed that as long as he handled this matter successfully, he would enjoy endless wealth and glory by the Imperial Master's side.

After receiving the definite affirmation from the national teacher, Rusov's heart was finally at ease.

Only at this moment did he remember what he had thought he had forgotten.

"Someone is coming."

"Grand Duke."

"Has Taro and the others sent today's military report? If so, show it to me right away."

"The one from the Public Affairs Bureau hasn't arrived yet. My subordinates should go and urge them to do something about it."

After waiting for a while, I heard the foreign exchange report:

"Your Excellency, General Taro and his men have not yet received their military reports."

Hearing that the military report had not yet been sent, Rusov frowned and said coldly:

"What's the purpose of the Public Affairs Bureau? How can they delay the daily military report?"

"Forget it. Tell the Public Affairs Office to hurry up and give it to me as soon as the army reports in."

Rusov had just received the support of the national teacher, and his mood was not too bad at the moment, so he gave the Public Affairs Office a chance.

However, even when the army finished its meal and was about to set off, Taro's military report had not yet been delivered.

At this time, Rusov was really angry.

"What are the people in the Civil Service Bureau doing? We've been waiting for so long and the military report still hasn't arrived. Am I supposed to be supporting a bunch of useless people who just eat and do nothing?"

Just as Rusov was furious, someone from the Civil Service Office came running over hurriedly holding a newly delivered military newspaper.

"Grand Duke, the army has reported in, the army has reported in."

The director of the Civil Service Office slid down on his knees before Rusov and respectfully handed him the military report.

"Today's military report of the Grand Duke."

Rusov looked at him, his forehead covered in sweat, and took the military newspaper from him. He opened it and said coldly:

"If you still haven't arrived by the time the army sets out, then I'll really suspect that you're all just eating for free, and the last thing this Grand Duke needs is food..."

Before Rusov could finish his words, he had already opened the military newspaper and saw the result of all being killed written prominently at the top.