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Maesfield was carefully advising the false prince on various matters, and behind him, Walter, the third prince, wearing the emperor's crown and a gorgeous robe, walked up and down the room with excitement on his face. Even though it's not yet time, Walter can't wait to try on this incomparably prestigious outfit.

Maesfield reconfirmed the ceremony, wiping the sweat from his forehead and looking back at the two legends leaning against the door, Pittman the Lion's Fury and Jessica the Bee Stinger.

"My lordship, what about your crown prince Bruno?" said Mesfield, dissatisfied, "hasn't his wounds healed yet?"

"Who is my Highness injured for?" Jessica rolled her eyes, looking full of the seductive charm of a young woman, "If it weren't for you, could he have been injured?"

Walter gloated, "Ha, who made him look down on us San Lorenzo." How's that? I've been taught a hard lesson by the dirt buns from the north!"

Walter looked Jessica's graceful body up and down, his handsome but pale face full of lewd and lewd expressions.

Jessica's face sank, and she glared at Walter and said, "Hey, overindulgent little brother." If you dare to look at me with those eyes again, believe it or not, I will make you the first blind emperor in the history of the San Lorenzo Empire!"

Walter was taken aback, and looked away unwillingly but resentfully. Jessica, who was leaning against the wall with his chest in his arms, sneered disdainfully.

Masfield's face sank, and he felt that the group had not taken the agreement between the two sides seriously at all. However, the lack of high-end power forced him to compromise with Helm's side step by step.

"Your Royal Highness. Pitman raised his eyelids slightly and said lazily, "Don't worry, His Highness Bruno will carry out the covenant as agreed, McCarthy is doing the final treatment for His Highness, and soon, you will get everything you want." ”

Mesfield was silent for a moment, then nodded for a long time, "I hope so......"

The closer she got to the end, the more uneasy Masfield became.

But now that he has reached a dead end, he can only move forward and cannot go back. However, it was only at this moment that he realized that the greatest threat might not come from the Seven Kings, but from allies who had become more and more aggressive recently.

Mesfield is uneasy, but Bruno is excited!

He was standing at the top of the city's bell tower in the deepest darkness before dawn, and McCarthy stood beside him, looking out with him over the quiet and magnificent city.

"What a beautiful and magnificent city!" Bruno spread his hand, and the night wind slapped his trench coat to the death, "but even the royal capital that does not fall will come to an end today!"

"What a strange feeling, why do I feel an inexplicable sense of melancholy standing here at this moment?" asked Bruno as he turned his head, the night breeze ruffling his hair, and he asked McCarthy beside him in the winter night.

"That's probably because destroying beautiful things is always exciting and melancholy. McCarthy thought for a moment and replied.

"That's right!" Bruno snapped his fingers, his handsome but gloomy face now smiling childlikely, "Mr. McCarthy, will we be able to strike a blow in your prophecy?"

McCarthy opened his mouth to prophesy, but Bruno quickly waved his hand to stop him, "Ah, forget it! Now think about it, the reason why I am full of anticipation for what is about to happen at the moment is because of the curiosity brought about by that uncertainty!

There is a faint red glow under the feet, and it is fleeting!

If there was a legendary mage who was proficient in summoning, he would be able to see that the red light stretched out like a huge vein throughout the city.

They stretched along waterways, neighborhoods, alleys, and eventually converged into an elliptical circle beneath Bruno's feet. That is the center of the entire circle, and it is also the final result of Bruno and McCarthy in the past few days!

Bruno opened his hand again, this time looking in the direction of the state guesthouse, "Claire of Death, Charlotte of the Moving Library, how will you stop me this time!"

The twin walls of Icewind Castle that made Bruno worry about it were not at the State Guesthouse, and just as Bruno never regarded Mesfield as an ally, Maesfield had reservations about Bruno.

The latter even suspected that the injuries inflicted on Bruno's body that night were nothing more than a self-directed ploy by the Crown Prince of Helm in order to get Elbert to the ceremony today in order to cause an unprecedented chaos and profit from it.

Therefore, Mesfield sent assassins to follow Charlotte and others, and even used his authority to mobilize a part of the Royal Griffin Legion, in order to bury all hidden dangers in the bud.

Outside the satellite town outside the water capital, an officer lifted his steel mask, patted the tall and mighty brown-yellow winged beast beside him, and looked at the middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume beside him.

"Sir, let me make sure one last time, can you be sure that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the manor is a fake?"

"Didn't you already see the true prince in the palace? The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged and he lied, his eyes unwavering as he looked directly into the officer's inquiring eyes, and said, "What's the matter? Are you afraid of the might of the King of the North, and intend to break your oath of loyalty?"

The officer did not answer immediately, he looked directly at the middle-aged man with his eyes as sharp as a falcon, but found that there was no wavering color in the other party's eyes.

"Don't be surprised, it's because I swore eternal allegiance to the Clegghorn family that I ask solemnly. The officer pulled down his mask, looked at the group approaching in the distance, and turned over and sat on the mighty griffon.

He leaned down from the griffin, his steel mask revealing only a pair of resolute brown eyes, "If Lawrence is a traitor, then I swear I will use these hands to cut off his head!"

With that, he pulled out a three-meter-long spear from the griffon's side and raised it above the top.

"Everyone obey the order! Target the rebel party in the north, charge with me-"

There was a loud roar, and on the high slope, three teams of thirty-six griffon knights raised their spears and roared.

The murderous aura was pervasive, and the quiet forest under the high slope made a fluttering sound of wings, and the birds and finches felt the terrible momentum, and they woke up from their sleep in panic and fled for their lives.

The Royal Griffon Legion of San Lorenzo soared through the sky, keeping their loyalty in their hearts and charging towards their masters who were supposed to swear allegiance!

"Wait, that's not right!

In the escort team, the elite who served as scouts suddenly let out an exclamation!

Vivien Leigh squinted her eyes into the night sky, and she watched carefully for three seconds, revealing a solemn color on her beautiful face that she had never seen before.

Sonorous -

Vivien Leigh pulled out the holy sword, and the holy sword responded to the call of its master and bloomed with a warm golden light in the dark night.

"The whole army is in formation-" Fei Wenli shouted as a general, "the shield men form a circle formation to protect the long-range forces! The enemy is the Royal Griffin Legion, everyone holds the formation and watches over each other! No panic, no chaos!"

On the outskirts of the water capital, the first battle of the new era began with the Royal Griffin Legion of the San Lorenzo Empire and the United Army of the Seven Nations!