"Tonight, perhaps, will be the last night of the Imperial Knights' Hall in this world, and the last moment has finally arrived. Akinfeev's voice was as calm as ice: "Tell me, have you ever felt scared?

"We are fearless, and we want to be with the Empire. The Ten Judges agreed.

Among them, some of them may have intervened in the struggle for the throne of several princes, and have also had grievances with the Imperial Protector Martial Saint, and have played an inglorious role in the legendary history of Chambord King Alexander, and some of them are newly selected and replaced newcomers after the previous ruling knight died on the battlefield, especially the [Silver Moon Knight] Piazon, who is now ranked tenth, is a newcomer who was replaced after the former [Sun Golden Knight] entered the Martial Saint Mountain, and this year is only eighteen years old, and he is a rare young genius.

However, no matter what their character is, their age, in the face of national disasters and in the face of foreign enemies, they show the iron-blooded and fearless demeanor of the giant bear that truly belongs to the north, and they do not flinch at all.

The courage of a true warrior in the face of death can have nothing to do with character.

"Okay, then let's all go out and gather your followers, and give you three minutes to arrange all your personal affairs and prepare everything. Akinfeev Horan stood up from the stone seat: "Tonight, let us fight side by side and shed the last drop of blood for the empire." ”

"Yes!" the ten knights got up, holding their long blood-red cloaks, and walked towards their respective knight towers, hurrying to prepare.

"[Silver Moon Knight], you stay. Akinfeev suddenly thought of something.

The youngest Piazon turned back, his face puzzled.

The chief knight looked at this heroic young knight, and for a while, it seemed that he saw his own shadow more than fifty years ago, at that time, he was as young and fearless as him, following the side of Emperor Yashin, and he would charge at the forefront of every battle, for the sake of ideals, glory, in order to prove his courage and strength, he could face any enemy...... Time passed, and everything changed.

"Come here. ”、

Akinfeev beckoned, called the [Silver Moon Knight] Piazon in front of him, took out a sealed magic scroll from the storage ring, handed it to the young knight's hand, and said in a solemn tone: "You don't go to battle, change into the clothes of ordinary civilians, take this scroll, escape, and hand him over to Alexander, the king of Chambord." ”

"My lord, this is ......" the young Piazon looked puzzled.

"You'll find out later. Young man, remember, this scroll is related to whether the future empire can be reborn from the fire, it is more important than your life, I don't care what method you use, you must personally hand this scroll into the hands of His Majesty Alexander, the Protector of the Empire, and there can be no mistakes. Akinfeev's tone was unprecedentedly dignified.

"My lord, I ......" Piazon was a little stunned.

Young and vigorous, he wants to hold the sword and fight the Barcelonans side by side with his companions, rather than flee like a coward.

"It's an order. You're young, and you're a new knight of adjudication, so the people of Barcelona don't know much about you, and I want you to disguise yourself as a commoner, a beggar, a child, a fool...... Anyway, no matter what method you use, even if it is at a critical moment, choose to endure humiliation and surrender, you must personally hand over this scroll to the hands of the Imperial Protector Martial Saint, and complete this task, you will be the greatest hero in the history of the Empire!"

"Yes, sir. The young [Silver Moon Knight] finally nodded, took the scroll, and carefully put it away.

"And these two things, you have them too. Akinfeev thought for a while, took out a silver and a golden scroll from his arms, and explained: "The silver scroll is a light prison that can imprison the strong below the demigod level, and the silver scroll is sealed with the power of His Majesty the Emperor Yasin's full force, which can come in handy at the critical moment, go quickly!"

"Your Excellency, ...... Take care!"

Piazon did not refuse, took the scroll, got down on one knee, bowed deeply, and then turned and walked out of the main hall.

Akinfeev watched the [Silver Moon Knight] walk out of the main hall, exhaled softly, much more relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Child, you are still young, with a talent comparable to that of His Royal Highness Alexander, the third prince, and it is not worth dying in such an irreparable battle, with His Majesty's secret decree to inherit the throne, go to the third prince.

If you get the support of the three princes, in the near future, you will be another martial arts star of the empire, and the future of the empire will depend on you young judges, and we old guys, it is finally time for the curtain to end.

Soon, the other nine Knights of Judgment returned with their respective knights.

They didn't see the [Silver Moon Knight], and although they were strange in their hearts, they didn't say anything.

"Let's go, let's go to our final battle!"

The Grand Knight of the Knights' Palace, Akinfeev, who was later known as the most loyal minions and hounds of the Emperor Yashin, slowly descended from the stone seat, his blood-red cloak dragged on the smooth ground, and led his men into his final battle.

......

In the center of the imperial capital, the towering Wusheng Mountain.

At the first moment when the [Mother Earth Guardian] magic array was shattered, Chris Sutton, the former [Golden Knight of the Sun], who was sitting cross-legged on the cliff and cultivating, sighed softly and opened his eyes.

"Is this day still coming?"

He got up slowly, and saw the No. 1 Magic Tower in the center of the imperial capital, which had begun to collapse in the distance and was irretrievable, and a sad look appeared on his face.

Suddenly, fifty or sixty figures with not weak breath appeared behind him for the first time.

They are all disciples of Martial Saint Mountain, disciples of the former Imperial Martial Saint Krasic.

"My lord, what should we do now?" asked a Martial Saint Mountain disciple.

"Fight!" Chris Sutton replied, with only one word.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pawed in the void, and a knight's spear made of Xuanjin appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the mount wolf beast held not far away broke free of the chain and came to his side, deep in the pink tongue, rubbing his head affectionately against his body.

"Today, old man, for the last time, help me again!" Sutton looked at the regain of the four walls rising into the sky in the distance, and then looked down at this xenomorph wolf beast that had grown up with him since he was a child, like a brother, and reached out to stroke its forehead, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"Send someone to take care of His Royal Highness Luffy's mother, and if you can escort her, you must send your wife out of the imperial capital and on her way to Chambord City. Sutun suddenly thought of this matter and said to the disciples of the Martial Saint Mountain behind him.

"No need. A calm and gentle female voice, coming out of the shadow of the swaying tree in the distance, was the wife of the former imperial kendo genius [Yijian].

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