Volume 15 The War of Kings Chapter 31 The Decree

Angus Gale had been thinking about how to arrange for Bishop Landiston and the others to safely withdraw to the Middle Continent, but a sudden order disrupted his deployment.

It was a very ordinary order, and it was for him to appease the conflicts between several minor lords.

It's just that as far as he knows, the conflict between those lords is not new, and the dispute over the family name once made a fuss to the monks' association to adjudicate, but no one paid attention to them.

Things that he didn't pay attention to in the past were suddenly let him deal with, and the distance was not short, which raised a trace of doubt in his heart.

He spent a lot of money on this attack on the Celestial Cultists, hoping for a huge return, but now the matter is not over, if he suddenly leaves at this time, no matter whether there is any accident or not, his status in the eyes of the Bishop of Landiston will be greatly reduced.

More importantly, his responsibility for logistics had not been arranged in accordance with the official procedures of the Friars' Guild for the purpose of concealment, so this order from the Friar's headquarters was reasonable and he could not disobey it.

He thought for a moment and asked the deacon in charge of the matter, "Have you seen any movement from the other monks lately?"

The deacon had already inquired about the news very clearly, so he had been prepared, and now that Angus Gale asked, he immediately said: "Brother Semthehir is said to have recently gone to deal with some newly discovered minerals, and she is estimated to have been on her way for several days. ”

"What about the two presiding monks of the Holy See?" said Angus Gale, his expression moved, and asked the question again.

The deacon replied cautiously, "I have not received any news that they have a task until I arrive at your mansion. ”

"Well, got it, you go down first. Angus Gale already had a vague judgment in his mind, but after he said a word, he found that the deacon had not left, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Is there anything else?"

"My lord, that's the ......," the deacon's expression was a little strange, "the messenger was waiting outside the door, saying that he was an assistant sent by the Monks to assist you. He hesitated, then said, "He said that he would like to see your lord at once, if possible, and he still has in his hand the decree of the Monks' Society, saying that it is only possible to hand it over to you." ”

"Are you ready for the people who are urging me to get on my way? Originally, Angus Gale was only suspicious, but from the attitude of the messenger sent by the other party, he was almost sure that the original intention of this mission was definitely not so simple, and there might be something unexpected about to happen.

After pondering for a while, he pulled a parchment scroll, took a quill and dipped it in some ink, and soon wrote a letter, put it on the fire paint, handed it to the deacon, and said solemnly: "You will personally deliver this letter to the Bishop of Landiston, and no one else will believe it." ”

The deacon took the letter, thought for a moment, and said, "What if you don't see Lord Lantiston?"

Angus Gale smiled slightly and said, "No, you can go without worry." ”

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Domol rushed over and said to his father, Lednoisa, "Father, we have got something, but we have found something interesting. ”

"You must be a valuable clue to be so happy. Lednoisa said quietly, "Tell me, what is it?"

"We used a few space-time regression spells in the mage tower where Adriman died, and we didn't expect to get anything, because the battle between kings would definitely disrupt the normal elemental sequence, but we found out that this was only in the vicinity of the hall where Adriman had stayed, that is, the battle took place in the hall. ”

Lednoisa did not speak, and since his eldest son was unusually emotionally high, he must have discovered more than that.

Sure enough, Domoore's next words lifted his spirits.

"Originally, we had given up on finding any more clues, but one of the qi mages was unwilling to use this spell near the mage tower, only to find out that ......" Domoore's voice paused, and said slowly: "The king powerhouse who pretended to be Jonathan was brought into the mage tower by Abner himself"

Lednoisa's mind spun quickly, this move was nothing, as Adriman's close disciple, of course he would do this kind of thing, but in terms of time and space regression, it was obvious that after someone saw it, it was not the same thing.

He must have developed a rich association, why is it that even Lord Adriman is dead, but Abner can survive intact?

This is completely unjustifiable

Moreover, since Abner claimed to have participated in the battle, he must have stayed with Lord Adriman all along, and he actually prevaricated with just a coma, this explanation itself is hardly convincing, what happened in between, how exactly was Adriman killed? At least there are still many doubts about Abner himself.

Lednoisa said in a deep voice, "Do you think Abner really has a problem or no problem?"

Without hesitation, Domor replied, "Either way, this will make Abner unstable in his position as the chief monk, at least he will never be able to do anything until the matter is clarified." From this point of view, whether he really colluded with foreign enemies is actually not much different, it only depends on whether we can make people believe it. ”

"Well, this is a good opportunity," Lednoisa's eyes flashed, and he said, "Domor, immediately ask the president for an order to invite Abner to the headquarters, we need to have a good talk, but don't say what the specific matter is, and don't involve Lantyston and them, remember, this is only an internal matter of our mage guild, you understand?"

"I see. Domol immediately called a confidant and gave him a few instructions, and the latter nodded and immediately went in understanding.

Domol couldn't help but sneer, the only opposition in the Mage Council now is Abner, but once this person is controlled, at least there will not be so much disagreement in the Mage Council on the surface, as for the next ......

He couldn't help but turn his head and ask, "Father, what are we going to do next?"

Lednoisa groaned for a moment and said, "How are you doing with the swamp clan?"

Domol looked around and said in a low voice: "It has been negotiated, as long as the price can be paid, a mercenary army is not a difficult matter." ”

"Very well, since Firenard has left the south, then the control there must be greatly weakened, and in the event of an incident, the people of the Holy See will definitely take their attention away from us for the time being.

The staff in Domoor's hand paused heavily on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "It's just that this time should be enough for us to make a difference, right?"

"It shouldn't be a big deal," Lednoisa said slowly, "This plan, it's been almost thirty years since Adriman and your grandfather began research, and after your grandfather's death, Adriman has been constantly refined, and the content on the parchment should be the best that can be done at present." ”

Domol said worriedly, "I hope there is no problem, but why didn't he take it out sooner?"

Ryder Noisa sneered: "That's where your grandfather and his differences lie, Adriman was quite fruitful in this area during his lifetime, do you think he just wants to transform himself into an elemental body? If that were the case, he would have done it a long time ago, at least he could have turned himself into a half-elemental, half-human monster, but his ambition is greater, he is trying to create an elemental monarch out of thin air who only obeys his command, and before he dies, he is only one step away from his real success." ”

"What?" Hearing such a secret thing, Domoore couldn't help but be shocked, this idea just thought about how crazy it was, but he didn't expect that anyone would dare to do it, and it almost succeeded.

"Back then, your grandfather and he worked together to refine the elemental construct, according to your grandfather's meaning, he wanted to create an elemental species first, so that each mage's battle would be improved first, after all, as long as this thing has a suitable magic crystal and someone can manipulate it, a mage can lead hundreds of elemental creatures, and at that time it could be called a real magic legion, but Adriman thought that it was necessary to break through from the highest combat power. ”

Lednoisa sighed and said, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with the idea of either, it's just that Adriman is already a king himself, and if another king obeys him, the mage will immediately become his personal tool."

We are not a single-faith organization like the Holy See, and to put it bluntly, it is also a loose relationship between collaborators, and we only have to come together in order to fight against the Holy See and the Knight Alliance, but when he does this, the essence of the Mage Council has completely changed, in the end, he is just for himself"

Domore couldn't help but take a deep breath, if he really let Adriman succeed, then what would become of the mage, he could imagine.

"So in the absence of dissuasion, my father, your grandfather, made a bold decision, that is, to modify the details of this plan a little and leak it through various channels, hoping that someone can stop him. When he said this, Lednoisa also frowned, and said: "I just don't know what the reason is, at that time, there was no king who really made a move, your grandfather died with great disappointment, I didn't expect that today, more than ten years later, Adriman finally died, I think about it, I'm afraid it is still inseparable from this reason." ”

Domore scoffed, "Isn't that good, at least he's perfected the plan." ”

"Yes, the next should be a good time for our father and son to show their hands, there were a total of seven strong kings in the heyday of the Holy See, and the predecessor of the Knights Alliance, the Seven Magi Knights, and our mage will only be three or four when it is strongest, why is this?

Lednoisa's expression that had not changed much also faintly revealed some excitement at this moment, "Merlin's mages I admit to being very old-fashioned, but they are very united, and they are completely different from those young people who are full of chasing the ultimate in personal strength, so creating a magic army is the right thing for them, and then we can use this as a basis to build all the magic kingdoms before the world, and at that time, we will seriously cultivate a few kings who are loyal to us, then the mage will become an existence that is not weaker than the Holy See."

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At this time, Luo Lan had already led the four monks to return towards the Central Continent, and out of caution, they did not use the original teleportation arrays, but set up a teleportation point on another route.

All of this had been arranged by Angus Gale after they had left, so there was no prior knowledge that the teleportation points were there, and since they didn't need to be as urgent when they returned as they had been when they had attacked, the teleportation arrays were not as dense as they had been at the beginning, and they were much more prepared.

The road was not intercepted by the army of the Council of the Dead, because although some news was received within the Council of the Dead at this time, they all thought that there was no need to stop them on the road, and it was not necessary, it was just a loss of manpower.

Due to the unusually fast speed of this operation, when the Council of the Dead mobilized a large number of men to wipe out this team in its hinterland, it was not expected that this team was already on the way back at this time.

Although the Monks almost uprooted the Divine Tribes in this battle, and also captured a large amount of loot, the Horn of the Abyss was never found, and a shadow always hung over the hearts of several monks.

Not only that, but due to the appearance of the Lich King Ulysses, everyone eventually fell asleep, and if no one had expelled these sornaught curses in time, then they would have slept endlessly until they died.

But even so, when he woke up, no one remembered what happened before he fell, and he only felt that he had fallen asleep inexplicably.

All this can only be attributed to the talent of the Divine Descendant, and no one thinks about the clues of the king's powerhouse.

And seeing that the bishop didn't seem to want to talk about it more, everyone kept silent.

On the fifth day, they had reached the northern border of the Central Continent and the Western Continent, and at this moment they had returned to the sphere of influence of the Monks, but at this time, the Angus Gale Monks who were supposed to be here were told that they had a mission to leave, and Luo Lan received an edict from the headquarters of the Monks.

"Oh, let's go and receive a tribe of Black Iron Dwarves?"

Luo Lan looked at the parchment letter carefully, and couldn't help but show a somewhat thoughtful look.

"This kind of thing should be handled by sending a random monk chief, why let Lord Lantyston go?" asked Boris, riding on his horse, condescendingly condescending to the messenger who had delivered the message.

The messenger owed, and said: "Because, the dwarf tribe is on the border of the central and western continents, although the number is not very large, but it also occupies a very key position, if it is to serve, then whether it is to defend or attack the council of the dead, it will be extremely advantageous." But anyway, this is an alien tribe after all, you know, the dwarves have always thought about things in a rough and simple way, so we also need to show them the strength of our monks' guild, whether it is deterrence or intimidation, in short, we can't let them have any other thoughts, but we are inconvenient to mobilize other troops, so it is not good to cause misunderstandings, and since you are nearby, Lord Lantiston, your elite team is not many in number, and there are enough high-level combat power, which is the most suitable, so the meaning of the meeting is to let you serve as an envoy, which is also a rare honor。 ”

The member who came to deliver the message told the story in a straightforward way, and his thinking was clear and well-reasoned, so that the people around him couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Luo Lan then asked, "Are there any other edicts besides this edict?"

The messenger hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at Abner, bent down and said, "Master Abner, there is an edict to be given to you alone. ”

Abner was stunned, he jumped off his horse, walked up to the messenger, stretched out his hand, and said, "Leave it to me." ”

"It's a message. The messenger laughed and whispered, and then leaned into Abner's ear, whose expression was suddenly a little unnatural.

When he returned to the guard, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something to Luo Lan, but in the end he didn't speak.

Luo Lan didn't seem to notice him at this time, and just asked, "How many days will it take to transfer to that tribe?"

A templar who was familiar with the terrain replied respectfully, "It will take about three days, but it should be close to the territory of the Easton Empire, and it is the domain of the eldest son of Emperor Monphas, who is the least welcome of the Monks, and we may have some trouble crossing their borders." ”

Boris said disdainfully: "Monphes is fighting for the throne at home, and now he has no intention of provoking us." ”

"That's fine," Luo Lan ordered, "Brother Boris, Brother Freinard, Brother Mayvis, you take the guards and Master Abner back to the headquarters first, and I will personally handle this matter." ”

"What?" the messenger's expression changed, and he said, "My lord, wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to be alone......

Luo Lan glanced at the messenger and said, "It's just a tribe of black iron dwarves of thousands of people, and it's still on the border of the Central Continent, what, do you think there will be any accidents?"

The messenger's breath stagnated, as if he couldn't withstand Luo Lan's gaze, he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "No, no, Lord Bishop has misunderstood, what I mean is that if the dwarves of the Black Iron Tribe can't see the elite guards of the Monk Guild, with their heads, they may make many reckless moves, and I'm afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses at that time." ”

Luo Lan smiled and said, "It seems that you are familiar with the situation of the Black Iron Dwarf Tribe?"

The messenger hurriedly said: "I have only been in contact with them before, and I have a little understanding, but I am not familiar with them. ”

Luo Lan's gaze fell and said, "In this case, in order to avoid any accidents, then ask the messenger to go there with me once, I think you shouldn't have any objections, right?"

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