Chapter Six of the Romantic Continent: Unleashing a Bloodbath

"Do you really want to die?" Ye Tianlong pressed his opponent again before Arsamis could answer. "I am a minister personally promoted by Prince Yunaia, and I have always been at odds with the temple. Doesn't Your Excellency intend to kill me?" Arsamis gave a bitter smile, slowly sitting down in a chair, his tone somewhat dejected as he spoke to Ye Tianlong. "You're wrong." Ye Tianlong smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and said gently, "I've come to you because I want you to continue working for the Fast Empire." Arsamis's body trembled slightly, and his family members' expressions changed drastically, all staring at Ye Tianlong with astonished and shocked eyes. "To work for you, Your Excellency?" Arsamis took a deep breath, suddenly mustering his courage to speak to Ye Tianlong. "Not for me, but for Princess Qian of the Fast Empire." Ye Tianlong's expression was very serious as he spoke to Arsamis, enunciating each word clearly. "Princess Qian will ascend the throne the day after tomorrow." Arsamis was stunned for a moment, then shook his head weakly, saying, "No, if I do this, I will still be killed when Prince Yunaya returns." "Do you have so little faith in us?" Ye Tianlong looked at Arsamis with displeasure. "The situation is obvious, and I think you, Lord Ye Tianlong, are well aware of it. Perhaps in a few days, Prince Yunaya's army will return to Esnia..." Arsamis had recovered from the shock of the moment, and his face was completely expressionless. "I will not let that happen," Ye Tianlong replied confidently. He glanced at Arsamis and his family, then suddenly flashed a set of pearly white teeth and said leisurely, "Is this why you came up with this plan?" "I know Prince Yunaya far better than you, Lord Ye Tianlong," Arsamis replied, not directly answering Ye Tianlong's question, but instead gazing ahead with a slightly bewildered look. "Don't forget, if you don't act now, you'll die immediately," Ye Tianlong said softly to Arsamis. "Why don't you buy yourself some more time to make proper arrangements for your family?" Arsamis's gaze sharpened, fixing on Ye Tianlong. Ye Tianlong met Arsamis's gaze with a relaxed expression, though a sharp, razor-sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats echoed through the courtyard, reaching the entrance to the main hall. A man jumped down from his horse and rushed into the hall. "My lord, please have mercy!" Even before the man entered, an anxious voice rang out. Ye Tianlong immediately recognized the visitor as Shi Yixin. When Shi Yixin burst in, he was taken aback by the scene, which wasn't what he expected. Ye Tianlong then slowly turned around and smiled at Shi Yixin, "Old Shi, what brings you here?" "My lord, I heard you intend to kill Lord Arsamis, so I've come specifically to plead for him." Glancing at the strangely expressiony Arsamis, Shi Yixin, without even catching his breath, blurted out to Ye Tianlong, "Lord Arsamis is the best official in the Ministry of Rites; his talent and character are truly admirable..." "Who told you I wanted to kill Arsamis?" Ye Tianlong interrupted Shi Yixin with a smile. "My lord..." Shi Yixin was startled, looking at Arsamis and his family with some confusion. “I’ve come to Arsamis’s house to invite him to continue serving as Minister of Rites, to oversee the arrangements for Princess Qian’s ascension to the throne the day after tomorrow.” Ye Tianlong walked up to Shi Yixin and patted him on the shoulder. Shi Yixin glanced at Ye Tianlong awkwardly, looking quite embarrassed. Ye Tianlong smiled back, “You’ve come at the right time. Let’s help me persuade Arsamis!” A huge weight lifted from his heart, Shi Yixin nodded happily. Just as he was about to speak, there was another series of hurried footsteps outside the door. Then, Lu Tuxian appeared at the entrance of the main hall. “Old Lu, what brings you here?” Ye Tianlong was quite surprised. Shi Yixin’s arrival to save Arsamis was within his expectations, but Lu Tuxian’s coming to plead for Arsamis was truly unexpected. "My lord, there is something I must tell you immediately." Hearing Rutuxian's words, Ye Tianlong, slightly startled, gestured to Shi Yixin and then walked out of the main hall with Rutuxian.

※※※ Reaching the corridor of the main hall, Rutuxian quietly reported an urgent intelligence report he had just received to Ye Tianlong. "I just received intelligence from my subordinates that someone in the Deltosa diocese outside the south city is calling on the temple's followers to rise up and fight for the temple, and is distributing weapons to them." "The followers of the Deltosa diocese?" Ye Tianlong's eyes sharpened. After repeating the name to himself several times, he looked up at Rutuxian: "It must be the temple people organizing this in secret, right?" "Yes, my lord," Rutuxian replied without hesitation, "Among the leaders is the Deltosa diocese's priest, Marcus. It is he who is inciting those fanatical followers to rise up and fight for the temple." "These two old geezers from the temple are putting pressure on us. Hmph, they really don't know what's good for them," Ye Tianlong said resentfully. All of this clearly stemmed from the temple's dissatisfaction with their personnel arrangements in the court. They had not only failed to appoint those recommended by the temple to many positions, but had instead continued to retain the ministers appointed by Yunaia. "We'll go back and deal with this matter immediately," Ye Tianlong said to Rutuxian after a moment's thought. Rutuxian left first, while Ye Tianlong returned to the main hall and said to Shi Yixin, "Old Shi, I'm leaving things here to you. You must arrange everything properly so that Lord Arsamis can return to his work with peace of mind." With that, Ye Tianlong bid farewell to Arsamis and, along with Yuzhu and Cynthia, rode south of the city.

※※※ Upon arriving at the agreed-upon location with Rutuxian, Rutuxian and another man were already waiting. This man was short, stocky, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, a prominent nose, and a wide mouth; at first glance, he was unremarkable, a very ordinary resident. "My lord, this is Liu Yuting, in charge of the southern city. For details, please ask him!" After bowing to Ye Tianlong, Rutuxian spoke first, introducing the short, stocky man beside him to Ye Tianlong. Ye Tianlong glanced at Liu Yuting and nodded slightly. An unassuming person was the best candidate for intelligence work. Rutuxian was indeed good at selecting talent. "Tell me, what's the situation in the Deltosa parish now?" Ye Tianlong looked at Liu Yuting, appearing very relaxed, which eased Liu Yuting's initial tension. Liu Yuting respectfully responded and began to report to Ye Tianlong. The Deltosa parish, located outside the southern city of Esnia, was a small town with over six thousand households, more than 70% of whom were farmers. A day after Ye Tianlong seized Esnia, several mysterious figures suddenly appeared in this usually peaceful parish. Then, the previously vanished Patriarch Marcus reappeared in the diocese, using Ye Tianlong's alleged protection of the temple's enemies as a pretext to call upon the diocese's followers to unite and eliminate the enemies of God for the temple. "They have now gathered over two thousand people and received support from some soldiers. They've obtained a batch of weapons and equipment from an armory belonging to the city guards, and their size and strength are increasing..." "Those bastards from the temple!" Ye Tianlong cursed inwardly, his killing intent surging. The temple's move was undeniably shrewd. They knew that Ye Tianlong had only recently reclaimed Esnia, and his control over the city guards was merely superficial; a significant number of city guards were likely still under the temple's control. Thinking of this, Ye Tianlong looked at Lu Tuxian and slowly said, "We must eliminate these people immediately! Otherwise, those bastards in the temple might continue to incite their followers, or even the city guards, to blackmail us." "Yes, sir, you are absolutely right. These people must be completely eliminated. Only by using swift and decisive measures can we deter those treacherous fellows in the temple." Lu Tuxian's face was calm, but the murderous intent in his words made Liu Yuting secretly shiver. "According to our intelligence, some of the city guards stationed in the south city have already secretly contacted the people in the temple, so I suggest that you resolve this issue at the same time." "Very good, very good." Ye Tianlong's lips twitched slightly: "Enemies who show their faces are always easier to deal with than those hiding in the shadows."

※※※Soon, Ye Tianlong selected five hundred elite soldiers from the city guard originally under the Eastern Governor's Office. These were the same men who had accompanied Ye Tianlong to Yuzhou to welcome the Wu'an delegation; they were arguably Ye Tianlong's most trusted troops in Esnia at present. Speed was of the essence, and an hour and a half after receiving Lu Tuxian's report, Ye Tianlong personally led these five hundred elite soldiers to the Deltosa diocese outside the south city. Accompanying Ye Tianlong were the dark-clad girls, Cynthia, and six other goddess warriors; this force was formidable. Guided by Liu Yuting, Ye Tianlong and his group arrived smoothly at a large mansion in the Deltosa diocese. Two miles west of the mansion lay the main road leading to Esnia, where nearly a thousand cultists preparing for a riot were gathered. With almost no effort, Ye Tianlong and his men cleared out all the enemy sentries surrounding the mansion. Taking advantage of the dusk, when the cultists inside the mansion were preparing their dinner, Ye Tianlong deployed his troops in a fan shape and launched a surprise attack. At Ye Tianlong's command, five hundred elite city guards, led by goddess warriors like Yu Zhu and Cynthia, charged into the mansion from all directions. Instantly, the entire mansion erupted in battle cries. Ye Tianlong, Yu Zhu, Cynthia, and several other goddess warriors led the charge. Swords slashed, spears thrust, blood and flesh flew—a massacre ensued. With their combined strategy and the unpreparedness of Ye Tianlong and his companions, along with the well-trained elite city guards, they were unstoppable. The cultists, who were preparing for dinner, were completely disoriented and panicked, running in all directions in terror. Although some powerful and valiant temple warriors and followers stepped forward, urging the other followers to hold their ground and fight Ye Tianlong and his group, they failed to consider the disparity in strength between the two sides. They were utterly incapable of resisting Ye Tianlong and his forces. Often, in a single exchange, these men were decapitated, reduced to meaningless piles of flesh and blood on the ground. In no time, Ye Tianlong and his group had already fought their way through three small courtyards. Suddenly, a deep inner hall appeared before them. This was the heart of the mansion, the residence of the leaders. More than thirty fully armed men and women were already arrayed in the courtyard in front of the inner hall. Standing at the front were five men and women, the one in the center being a woman of about twenty years old, dressed in a dark blue-green outfit. Although her looks were average, her figure was voluptuous and alluring. Her fiery body was perfectly proportioned, with curves in all the right places, truly captivating and mesmerizing. In her hand she held a narrow-bladed longsword, also known as a "magic sword," the favorite weapon of the sorcerers in the temple who were skilled in martial arts. On either side of the woman stood two men, positioned like a goose's wings. These men all had sinister faces and were around fifty years old. The man standing first on the left, with deep-set eyes, high cheekbones, and a hooked nose, exuded a cold and eerie aura; he was none other than Marklus, the parish priest of Deltosa. Before Ye Tianlong could give the order, the city guards, led by Yuzhu and Cynthia, surrounded the men. "Will you surrender, or have your corpses carried out?" Ye Tianlong pointed his Heavenly Demon Holy Sword forward, demanding with murderous intent. With his words, a powerful and sharp energy surged from the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, which was wreathed in flames. The men and women at the forefront all paled. If these people had only heard of Ye Tianlong's power before, this time they truly witnessed just how terrifying this unscrupulous man, known as the "Rogue General," really was. "Lord Ye Tianlong, why are you indiscriminately killing people without any regard for right or wrong?" The woman in the center, while secretly gesturing behind her, stepped forward and protested angrily, "We also want to serve Princess Qian. Don't fall into the enemy's trap!" Ye Tianlong laughed heartily, then his face darkened, and he shouted, "Who are you? Who ordered you to do this?" "My name is Ruth, a first-level sorcerer appointed by the Temple of the Fast Empire." The woman only answered Ye Tianlong's first question, deliberately ignoring the second. "You're called Ruth, very good, very good." Ye Tianlong nodded slowly, then suddenly pointed his sword at Marcus beside Ruth, and roared like thunder, "You, come out here!" Driven by the sword energy of the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, Marcus's expression changed drastically. He knew he couldn't escape Ye Tianlong's sword, but he was unwilling to surrender. With a roar, the middle-aged man standing beside Marklus raised both hands, and lightning flashed through the air as six slender willow-leaf throwing knives flew out in rapid succession towards Ye Tianlong. Following his attack, the others also brandished their weapons, charging towards Ye Tianlong, who was at the forefront. Hearing her men's shouts, Ruth sighed inwardly. Her original plan was to stall Ye Tianlong for time, hoping for reinforcements from the other side, while also giving the entire parish time to discover the situation here. But now, Marklus's momentary panic had completely disrupted Ruth's plan, forcing her to launch an attack on Ye Tianlong prematurely. These thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and Ruth's body moved almost simultaneously. A wisp of smoke suddenly rose, flashing out after a barrage of flying knives. As her delicate hand and longsword clashed, a pinkish mist surged, filling the space with an intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms. Without even making a move, Ruth unleashed her strongest technique: "Peach Blossom Miasma." This was a terrifying spell combining magic and poison; those afflicted would not only suffer mental chaos but also experience a rapid loss of vital essence due to the excessive stimulation of their instincts, rendering them utterly useless. "A mere grain of rice dares to shine!" Ye Tianlong sneered, watching the six flying knives whirl towards him. He slightly raised the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, and with a seemingly casual flick, a massive surge of energy erupted, instantly turning the six willow-leaf flying knives back, their speed doubling. Then, Ye Tianlong's figure flashed forward, a black sword light emanating from the tip of the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword, simultaneously bursting forth with dazzling flames. A sudden surge of scorching air, like a raging storm, instantly incinerated the miasma emitted by Ruth. "Easy peasy!" Ye Tianlong's shout was deafening. With arms and legs outstretched, he charged forward with his sword. Ruth, who had been pounced upon by the mist, was first struck by the sword's tremor. An immense force coursed through her right forearm and spread throughout her body, the powerful shock twisting her voluptuous figure. Before Ruth could even comprehend what was happening, a heavy slap landed on her alluring, voluptuous buttocks. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she was involuntarily thrown to the side, crashing down the inner hall steps and rolling to the feet of the city guards. Several city guards immediately pounced, pinning the powerless Ruth to the ground and skillfully binding her hand and foot. Meanwhile, the other cultists who had charged forward wielding weapons, as well as the man who had launched the throwing knives, were suffering greatly. Six willow-leaf throwing knives, whipped back by the force of the impact, transformed into six intersecting white halos, their sharp, whistling flight terrifying, enveloping the leading figures within their powerful circles. A dozen or so people, including Marcus, frantically swung their weapons, striking the terrifying halos that shot and spun before them. Three cultists missed their targets, only to be pierced through the chest by the halos, their clothes torn, flesh ripped, blood splattering, and they died with a bloodcurdling groan. The others were also in a sorry state. However, in the instant the halos killed the cultists, Marcus finally seized an opportunity to strike, his staff flashing rapidly. But just as he began his incantation, a black figure suddenly appeared beside him. Then, a powerful dark aura, terrifying to all the temple personnel, instantly and completely controlled Marcus. Only then did Marcus realize that the person who had subdued him with a single move was an exceptionally beautiful woman. Knowing Ye Tianlong's intentions, Yu Zhu easily grabbed the parish priest of Deltosa, her longsword flashing in all directions, sending everything in its path flying. Although the swords danced wildly around her, the dark-clad girl seemed oblivious, or rather, utterly incapable of posing a threat. In other words, the cultists here weren't enough for Yu Zhu to kill alone, let alone with Ye Tianlong, Cynthia, and several other goddess warriors. The city guards didn't need to intervene; they only needed to wait and capture people while ensuring no other cultists escaped. Having just eliminated the cultists in this mansion, those hiding elsewhere arrived to provide support, and Ye Tianlong immediately unleashed a merciless slaughter. To ensure complete eradication, Ye Tianlong even ordered the city guards to hunt down any fleeing armed cultists. By midnight, the cultists in Deltosa preparing for a riot had been virtually wiped out. The entire Deltosa diocese was littered with corpses, the air thick with the stench of blood. Of the more than 2,300 armed believers, all but the 600 captured were killed. Ye Tianlong's side suffered only about 70 casualties among the city guards, as most of the armed believers died at the hands of Ye Tianlong, Yu Zhu, and the goddess warriors like Cynthia.In the middle of the night, nearly half of the more than 6,000 households in the Deltosa parish lost their loved ones.

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