In 1254 AH, the Second Death of Constantine, a catastrophe that brought unprecedented destruction to the ancient city, with nearly 10,000 casualties among its citizens. As a result, the Crusades had to be postponed for the time being, and the Western countries completely blocked the news, so that the greater panic did not spread.

However, the rule of the New Bullard Kingdom is becoming precarious.

"The casualty rate of the Wangdu Guards is 80%, but this is only the current statistics, and the data is likely to continue to rise."

"A third of the buildings in Findel were damaged, including public facilities, and the concession was affected."

"In addition, the Crusaders suffered more than half of the casualties."

The catastrophe was so dramatic that a few days have passed, and the statistics are not yet complete. Godric finished his report and waited for instructions from the man on the throne.

It's the first time he's been so haggard!

Looking at the emperor on the throne, Godric sighed in his heart. Becoming the ruler of this kingdom seems to reign over the world, but in reality, there is opposition from within, and interference from the Holy See and other countries is enough to exhaust Baldwin.

"I am still too naïve, for ten years, this city, which claims to be the world's never-falling, has become in my hands the back garden of the Holy See and the Crescent. It's ridiculous, pathetic・・・・・・" Baldwin shook his head self-deprecatingly, feeling powerless now, but he could only accept it.

"Your Majesty, this is also inevitable, since the advent of the new era, the so-called fortified fortress is destined to be in ruins. Without strength, it is difficult for us to escape the fate imposed on us by others. Only one day when we gain strength can we qualify for the corresponding status. Godric looked solemnly at the monarch in front of him, the master he served.

Sitting on the throne and looking at his former friend, now a courtier, Baldwin's gaze became subtle, "Worthy of the person who has been following me, Godric." Indeed, without power, it is difficult to reach the top, even by strategy. The so-called Holy See is not just a violent construction of faith. ”

"Therefore, Your Majesty, please wait, in the age of the dragons, we lone wolves can only wait, even if we wag our tails and beg for mercy, when their era is over, our time will come."

After Godric's eloquent advice, Baldwin was silent. "Yes, from Count Flanders to the current Emperor of the New Brad, although there are fewer people who dominate me, I am still a pawn in the chess player after all, and all this is caused by my own lack of ability. But one day, I will bury those who try to dominate me, turn this chessboard upside down, and bury all the chess players・・・・・・"

Suddenly, Godric seemed to think of something, "It's just a question about that monster, it seems to be ・・・・・・"

"Let it go, how can the military department give up, and the Holy See can't get it." Baldwin showed a hint of tiredness on his face and waved his hand to order Godric to step down.

・・・・・・

"Oh! Ah, is this the monster, it's really frightening to see it up close, it's amazingly big! I can't imagine how he acted! "The old man touched the remains of the Cretan bull as if he were a baby, and his face was full of regret." It's a pity that under the sword of the Knight King, it is difficult to see the miracle with your own eyes again. ”

"Don't you have time to rub it in, do you see anything, Mudler?" Duke Andrews snorted with a bandage, he didn't trust the old man in front of him, even if he and his agency were currently loyal to the military department, but a Herodian from the new Roman Empire could not trust them, not to mention that the other party had always been inextricably linked to Baldwin. If it weren't for Esser's acquiescence, the military department would have taken action a long time ago, but the other party has never relented.

Mudler shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said, "How is this possible, how can such a great creation see through, are you overestimating or are you insulting the designer of this machine?" ”

"I'm asking you, what the hell is this!" Duke Andrews stared at each other.

"How can this be a thing, this is creating life." Mudler climbed along the edge to the top of the Cretan bull. "By the way, do you know where the final blow of the Knight King is?"

"In its neck." Despite his impatience, Andrews told him.

"Oh, what an unexpected place! Bring the hydraulic cutter up. Muedler beckoned to his mechanic.

The mechanics were seen manipulating the robotic arm to lift a large machine to the head of the Cretan Fire Bull.

"What are you doing?" Duke Andrews just asked them to take a look, but they didn't expect that these robot maniacs were like being beaten with chicken blood when they saw the Cretan Fire Bull, and now they were even more in a posture of dismantling the monster.

"Didn't the Duke ask me to study it? It's not enough to just look at it, you still have to do it! Mudler had a layman's look of contempt. The hydraulic cutter roared and sparked through the alloy steel plates, but the outer armor of the Cretan Bull was so strong that even such a professional tool could not be timed.

But the excitement in Mudler's eyes was even stronger, "It seems that this is really the case." Keep turning up the power! ”

The screeching sound of cutting continued, and the sparks flew even more harshly. The armor, which had been easily pierced by Constance Dante, seemed indestructible at the moment.

"Cut open!" Finally, to the cheers of the mechanics, the armor around the neck of the Cretan Bull was finally sliced open.

"Crowbar!" Despite his advanced age, Mudler climbed up to pry open the thick layer of armor himself, and under the armor was the outline of the rare hatch, and the old man's face could not hide the excitement, "It seems that this is the knight's cockpit!" You stinky boys are here to help! ”

"One! Two! Three! ”

"One! Two! Three! ”

A group of lively people finally pried open the steel plate, and under the steel plate, there was indeed a confined space.

"It seems that the inside has not been destroyed, and the knight should not be dead yet!" Mudler poked in with an ore lamp, and the light illuminated the confined space. But the scene in front of them stunned everyone.

"Bang dang!" With a bang, the frightened and inexplicable Mudler actually dropped the ore lamp in his hand.

"Oh my God!" Looking at the sight in front of him, Mudler folded his hands and prayed, it was simply the most terrifying sight he had ever seen in his life.

・・・・・・

A secluded mansion that few people pass by in front of it, not because it is dilapidated, but because its owner is feared.

"I didn't expect us to meet again." Esser's wounds had largely healed, and in front of him sat a woman with a graceful figure and a veil.

"Yes, but your Highness is not too surprised." It was the voice of the papal envoy who had been with Ether in Findel!

"It seems that you still have some anger or murderous intent is more appropriate."

"No way, the Knight King died at your hands except for regret, I can only do this. But I suppose you're not here to talk some useless nonsense, Miss Elenor! "Eyes like blades, Esser's cold gaze seems to freeze the air!