Brahmin ignored the fear and horror of the minister below, as if it had just been a movie. The smile is still the same, the corners of the mouth slightly pick people shudder.

Brahmin shrugged his shoulders and said, "such a person is not suitable to be a king. If you keep it, you will only kill and injure the followers of the dragon. Next, who is in charge of the military? Come up to me. "

"Your Royal Highness, I'm Abel, the current marshal of the Empire of navia!" An old man came forward and turned a blind eye to the bloodstain on his body. This state of mind...