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Before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass go first, this is a common sense in military affairs.

Less than three days after the King's appointment to Sally Ster, the tens of thousands of troops assembled by the Silver Wing and the Military Headquarters stationed on guard were already ready to go, and under normal circumstances, this efficiency was truly amazing.

However, if one takes into account that the military department prepared a qiē in advance, then things also become a matter of course.

On the morning of Lukni Boulevard, the bustle of prosperity was different from that of the previous day, and on this day, countless people in the royal capital flocked to both sides of the streets, because the march against Sugro's army was today, and they needed to witness the voice of the heroes of the kingdom who might be the last sight.

Together, for the first time, the taverns and teahouses on both sides of the avenue were extremely full, and everyone wanted to find a good visual environment and observe the heroes who were about to go away.

"Mr. Sretel, it's a pleasure to have you here."

In a high-rise tearoom not far from Lukney Boulevard, Roslin smiled and said sincerely to the guests.

"Because neither I nor you want to miss her long journey."

Slater sat down slowly across from him, and glanced slightly sideways at the crowded Lukney Avenue not far away.

"Yes, no one dares to relax that woman lightly." Roslin sighed as he spoke.

"Do you know what happened to the Royal Capital Guards General Office a few days ago?"

At this moment, Slater took out a silver wine bottle from his bosom and said casually as he uncorked it.

"According to our intelligence, it seems that the three commanders of the Kingdom Guards gathered together for something that day, although the details cannot be known, it should be all the things that the woman in Sally arranged for her to leave, but the most worrying thing is that the vast aura that suddenly erupted in the General Guard Department that day......" Lotlyn said solemnly.

"So you noticed that, too?" Slater took a sip of his own drink.

"Of course! The power of the laws of the realm is rare. Lossling shook her head and sighed.

"Who will be the one who bursts out with this power? Keinslën? I think he'll be able to take the final step. Slater said with some indifference.

"Indeed, Kinsloan is not wrong." Roslin affirmed.

"Hehe-I didn't expect us to have another strong enemy." Slater chuckled.

"Perhaps it was a demonstration by Sally against all those who wanted to do it in the capital, including us." Roslin said heavily.

"I don't think a single Kinsloan can hinder our plans, right?"

Slater picked up the bottle and toasted him.

"Of course."

Roslin picked up the hot tea brewed on the table and touched the other party's bottle slightly, and there was a crisp sound, and the wine and tea were drunk.

"She's coming."

Slater put down the bottle and looked into the distance calmly.

On Lukney Boulevard, Sally rode on a tall snow-white dragon horse, dressed in a simple red and white knight's uniform that exuded a touch of grace and majesty on her, her hands holding the reins lightly, her eyes level, as if she did not care about the sudden burst of cheers from the crowd.

The accompanying soldiers embraced her, the cold armor blades set off their ruthlessness, and they didn't dare to underestimate any of them, because they were the rumored Second Brigade of the Kingdom Guard!

"Did you think she would win?"

Slater watched her from afar, a complicated look in his eyes.

"If there are no exceptions, she will lose!"

Roslin looked at the woman, the woman who made everyone fear and admire, and said silently.

"Why?"

As if surprised by his answer, Slater turned his head to look at him.

"That's the priest's answer to me." Lothlyn Drive.

"Why?"

"Although I have to admit her abilities in all aspects, this time, the actual commander of the army of the undead of Sugro is the mourning monarch who holds the crystal scepter!"

Lotlyn then emphasized: "Don't forget Jì, he was the first great monarch to unify Sugro, which had been divided for tens of thousands of years. ”

"Really? It's so much fun. Sretl burst out laughing, "Didn't Lord Priest consider the Radiant Sanctuary's involvement?" ”

"There is no need to worry about this, the civil strife in Sisinia for nearly ten years has severely dragged down the power of the land of the Radiant Sanctuary, if they dare to launch the Radiant Holy War, then the center of the continent will once again fall into the fangs of darkness!" At the end of the sentence, Lotlyn's eyes were full of fanaticism.

"It looks like we've unleashed a truly bloodthirsty beast." Slater took a sip of his wine, smacked his lips and shook his head.

"This is just the beginning of countless years of planning for Elderland! We ......" Halfway through speaking, Lotlyn suddenly stopped, the frenzy in her eyes dissipated, and a thick wariness began to appear in her eyes.

Slater turned his head, he knew why he didn't say any more, and he didn't want to listen to it anymore.

Because, the priest never really trusted him.

In the final analysis, he is still not recognized by the subversive fangs, and it is impossible for these secrets to tell him, if it weren't for Lotrin's belief in the subversion of the fangs, I'm afraid he still doesn't know that the original subversive fangs have begun to step out of the hegemony of overturning the continent.

At the moment, the vanguard led by Sally slowly imprinted into the nearest distance in front of him, and the cheers of the people instantly covered everything, and Slater watched quietly, for this might be the last time he saw such a scene, and perhaps the last time he would see this woman.

Are you really going to die?

Sallyste, who was on her horse, frowned as she felt an extremely dangerous gaze.

She turned her head, prompting an even louder response from the populace.

She saw the man in the distance who was looking at her.

She found that Lotlyn was actually there, and she was even more concerned about the ordinary-looking middle-aged man next to him.

Slater raised the bottle and toasted to her.

Who is he? Why is he so familiar?

Sally thought to herself, but while she was thinking deeply, the other party had disappeared.

"Are you leaving?"

In the empty tea room, Lotlyn said to Sretel, who had gotten up and walked away.

"Yes."

He didn't look back.

"Don't look at it again?"

"I've seen it."

With that, Sretl descended the stairs and disappeared.

Lothling shook his head and continued to cast his gaze on Sallyster's fading back, he had seen her gaze just now, but he was sure that her target was not himself, but the man next to him.

Did you know each other before?

In his heart, he wanted to say this to Sretel, who had left.

But as a result, he did not choose to ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, and as long as it doesn't affect the outcome, he doesn't care about any relationship he has with her.