Berchis watched Niedhogg stand up, and his heart was also surprised and delighted, and he couldn't even believe that it was Constance Dante. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He hesitated and asked, "Your Highness Justine, ......is it you?" ”

The only thing that answered him was silence, which made Berthes's heart cold, he knew about the mecha's backlash, if that was the case, it would be a disaster!

Just as he was desperate, he heard the voice of Constance Dante on the other side.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Constance Dante replied calmly. If it weren't for Berchis calling out to him at the last minute, he would have really sunk here.

"Well, then, I'll leave it to you." Berthes was finally relieved, and although his life was not endangered by his serious injury, he had reached the point of spiritual exhaustion. Now he just wants to get some sleep.

"Are you alright?" Constance Dante asked, still a little worried about the other party.

"Don't worry!" Berthes said angrily, and closed his eyes.

……

In front of the Poles, they were horrified that this shocking and terrifying scene still happened, and everyone never expected that the ancient mecha piloted by Constance Dante could burst out with such amazing power.

Doesn't it mean that under the coercion of [True Cross], all mechs will become a pile of scrap metal? But at this time, [Nidhogg] undoubtedly violated that iron law. Even monsters can't rebel against God's rules, so what is Constance Dante?

The Marquis of Polka, who couldn't accept all this, was almost desperate, and the screams from the ancient mecha caused a sharp pain in his brain. Everyone was half-kneeling and clutching their heads, as if the dragon's voice was its own, but the point was that the feeling was as terrifying as death.

Finally, the ancient mech stopped roaring, and in the cockpit, Constance Dante looked indifferently at the Poles in front of him, Jagieła, and the Lithuanian knights.

Everyone felt like they were being targeted by death......

Dead!

That's what almost everyone thinks in their hearts.

But they only saw a black shadow flash in front of them, and by the time they could react, the dragon was already gone.

"Is this the coercion of the Knight King?" Marquis Polka knelt on his legs, his whole body trembled, he didn't expect it to be like this, he obviously escaped but he also felt that he had just experienced hell, even a fluke could not make him breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at the dragon in the distance in fear, he had no courage to resist at all, he could be sure that the other party did not let him go, just because he was not taken seriously at all.

And the Grand Duke of Jagiewo on the side also said with a pale face: "Is that really the Knight King?" If it's just the Knight King, it's incredible. Is a king so powerful? ”

He had to smile bitterly, he had fought all his life and led a lifetime of soldiers, only to find out that it was a paper tiger. In the presence of the real king, there is no vulnerability at all.

"Why didn't the Holy See destroy this monster in the first place?" The Marquis of Polka muttered to himself, and a voice in his heart was warning him to get out of here quickly, or it would be too late.

However, just as he struggled to get up, a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

“？！”

Before he could turn his head, Jagieil's cold voice echoed in his ears.

"Don't leave if you're here, my people can't die in vain. It's just interest. ”

In the next second, Marquis Polka felt a chill in his throat, and something cold and sharp crossed him. Everything was so fast that he didn't have time to react at all.

Immediately after, his eyes were obscured by scarlet, a large exploding of blood from his throat, covering his own face and eyes.

Jagieworth retracted the dagger, and everything was as clean as his peers. Jagieworth himself was a good soldier, and this was no stranger to him, so the Marquis of Polka, who was also from the army, had his throat cut before he even had time to react.

With a thud, Jagieworth lowered the cold-hearted corpse to the ground, while his cold eyes looked in the direction of Constance Dante's departure.

……

In Warsaw on a stormy night, everything is already difficult to return to calm. From the moment the Poles chose to go to war with Consdante, it was already doomed.

Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers blocked the entrances and exits, and a small number of mecha knights were mixed in the ranks, the last force the Poles could muster since the Lithuanians were all gone. More often than not, the infantry units set up positions in the shortest possible time, but the only thing they could rely on was heavy artillery.

The guns they had erected didn't do much, and the soldiers were terrified, praying that the black dragon wouldn't show up in their position.

Knowing that Constance Dante successfully broke through the Holy Cross with an ancient mech, these reserves now have to face the scalp as well.

"Today's rain is really annoying, dripping." Several soldiers discussed in whispers in their positions, they could feel the biting bones of the autumn rain, and they could only lean together, holding the cold barrels of their guns without relaxing.

"Did you hear what was going on there?" One person asked.

"How can you not see if you are not deaf?" The companions shrugged, they were arranged here, but they had no idea what was going on there. It's like waiting, but I don't know what I'm waiting for. It's a ridiculous thing.

But even so, the soldiers could still feel a strong sense of unease.

But at this moment, a rumbling sound came, and then a dazzling blazing light poured out like a tidal wave, making people unable to open their eyes. But after a few moments, the soldiers were accustomed to the brightness, and in the white light, they finally saw a black shadow in their field of vision.

The soldiers couldn't help but open their pupils several times!

That's—

If you look down on Warsaw, you can see that tonight the formation of Polish troops seems to be defending a place, the marshal's residence.

And it was where the nobles met.

As the de facto rulers of Poland, the princes did not have a fixed place to work, and the only place they could go was their private villas.

Now, aristocrats from all over the country gather. Originally, they had come to witness a historic day in Poland, where Jadwiga was about to abdicate and return the kingdom to "normal", but none of them expected it to be like this!

After learning that Constance Dante had managed to get rid of the suppression of the True Cross and destroy it, the entire mansion exploded. The nobles who had been calm and relaxed almost bit their tongues when they heard the news.

Those are the nobles, who are the center of the country, but who make them pretentious, so they value their lives even more. They didn't come to die.

The topic of the night was whether the trial was the end, and they wanted to put Poland "on the right track", but they found that this was an empty phrase by this time. The army at the front had been destroyed, and the Grand Duke Novgorod, who had sworn that Marshal Mauser would be killed, was rushing towards them.

Is this a joke?!

"What about the Pope's emissary?" Someone asked suddenly, and they realized that the woman was gone. They have to ask each other why the True Cross is invalid! Perhaps they really didn't know that Constantine could have fought against it back in Constantinople.

At the same time, on the edge of Warsaw City, the woman was watching from the sidelines.

The black curtain in the sky was lifted to reveal blazing skin, and the woman looked up with a faint smile...... But there was a mockery in it. They thought they could share a little scraps with the masters of the world, but unfortunately, no one wanted to.

Looking at the pretentious aristocrats and the scene in front of them, the woman was whispering the passages of the Bible.

"Look up at heaven and look down on the earth, and behold, there will be hardship, darkness, and deep pain, and they will be driven into the darkness of darkness......"

For the Polish aristocracy, women could already see their end.

It's just that now she cares more about Cons Dante, "How much more surprise can you give us, the former Knight King?" ”

……

At this time, everything in the mansion was chaotic, and the nobles could no longer talk and laugh.

"Relying on those people can't stop the ancient mecha at all, we have no chance of turning the tables at all! Are we going to waste our time here? Someone asked here. In his eyes, they are wasting their time waiting to die now.

"What else can we do? Is it like a lost dog fleeing in all directions? What are you kidding, now act rashly, none of us can escape! The Marquis of Martha, who had calmed down a little, roared angrily and suppressed his restless remarks.

He was not wrong, now the Knight King roamed the city like a ghost, and once they moved, they could be uprooted by the other party.

"So what else do you have to do now? We don't want to wait to die! "Almost the most influential aristocracy in the whole of Poland is gathered here, and if something happens to them, the whole aristocracy will collapse.

No one openly blamed Marshal Mauser, but there was already a deep sense of displeasure in their words.

"Gentlemen," it was at this moment that Marshal Mauser, who had been silent, finally spoke.

Immediately, everyone fell silent, looking at the old man by the window and being silent.

There was silence in the mansion.

“……”

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you've changed a lot," said the old man who was looking out at the storm by the window, "but I don't think I've forgotten even the last demeanor." ”

Everyone was silent, although they were ashamed in their hearts, but now at this point, they really couldn't settle down.

"But Your Excellency, if we don't take countermeasures, we will become prisoners of the other party." The nobles said with some frustration.

"I know what you are afraid of, the power of the Knight King, but I also know that there are some insurmountable things that cannot be broken through by power."

"Maybe we failed this time, but that doesn't mean we don't have a chance to turn things around. You're still disappointed! The old man sighed deeply, but the more this happened, the more anxious the princes became, and they did not understand what kind of medicine was sold in Marshal Mauser's gourd.

"At least Adevica is still in our hands, do you mean, let's go negotiate with Constance Dante?" At this time, someone asked cautiously.

But then someone opened his mouth to refute it. "What are you kidding? It is impossible to give up the opportunity to control Poland for the sake of a dying man! "All the nobles who are doing it think so. In their opinion, everything Cons-Dante did was nothing more than an attempt to use the young Bonifazia to achieve his ambition to control Poland.

But Marshal Mauser shook his head, "That's not necessarily, sometimes there are still too many uncertain things in the world." We don't have to talk so much. Even the powerful have weaknesses, and like the invulnerable Achilles, his Achilles' heel is often in unexpected places. It's unacceptable, but we can give it a try. ”

"So—if we negotiate, what's our bottom line?" Someone else asked.

"Yadwija and her daughter have to leave, that's all." Marshal Mauser said.

"This—" Even the nobles thought it was too harsh. They were originally prepared to keep the royal family, but demanded that Consitine leave Poland permanently without interference. I didn't expect Marshal Mauser to be so tough.

"But would he really make such a big step back for the sake of Adevica alone?" The nobles asked uneasily, now that negotiation was the most compromise option. But now that their chips are clearly unequal, could Constance Dante really be so stupid?

"Of course, because we don't have more leverage." The old man looked at the people in front of him faintly and said calmly.

……

And in front of the line of defense forged by the flesh and blood of the infantry army, [Nidhogg] did not pay attention to it at all, unlike the berserk, Constance Dante easily swept the soldiers away, without killing like crazy.

It was as invincible as demons, and the soldiers could only lament that they were simply vulnerable, and that no one could resist Constance Dante for even a second. Any knight who stepped forward would be easily slain, not to mention the heavy artillery that could only tickle the boots of Constance Dante, and the soldiers were even more ornamental.

At full speed, Constance Dante had easily broken through the defense line and headed for the mansion!

But just then, an old voice rang in the ears of Constance Dante.

"Grand Duke Consito, no, it should be His Royal Highness the Knight King, can we talk about it first at this time?"

(To be continued.) )