"Odin is destined to be called history today!" Montreal held his sword alof, and the soldiers behind him surrounded Ivan and the others.

"How did the people of Romaniel end up here?" Edward clearly hadn't figured out the situation yet.

"It's clear that the Duke has done much more than we could have imagined during his hiding." Otsoul's tone was marked by a strong mockery.

Right now, old Peter Fresa is in an awkward situation.

The mysterious man undoubtedly threw him out to attract the attention of the Holy See, and because of the sensitive issues of "heresy" and "evil magic", Romaniel also decisively abandoned him, and the family power was transferred to the front, and most of the heirs were in the hands of Ossoul, and now it is not impossible to be called a loner.

Even in such a situation, the old man's expression was quite calm, and he did not seem to be troubled by the predicament in front of him.

Although Ruger was a little curious about Peter Fresa's attitude, seeing that he had no intention of running away, he did not move.

The Cardinal is currently considering that if Romaniel's follow-up is indeed likely to destroy Odin, then he may ask them for their cooperation.

After all, the time from Raython to Odin is not short, although the Holy See in the city also has a paladin station, but in the face of this enemy I am afraid it will not come in handy, and at the moment, even a little help is what Luger needs to seek.

The nuns on the side were a little worried about Ivan, Romaniel's ambush soldiers were not a few, and they were all the most elite ones, and the only ones in the city of Odin who could deal with them were Jon III's guards.

Unfortunately, many of the Praetorian Guards have been sent out to deal with the Beasts, and the rest, including the First Commander, are stubborn people that only Jon III can mobilize.

Ausur quietly pulled Edward's robe and whispered to him: "We will protect you to break through in a while, and leave here quickly with your father, although I don't know what this thing is floating on our heads, this is definitely not a good thing, as long as my father is here, the empire will be fine." ”

"But you ......"

Ausur interrupted Edward's next words: "There must be someone left in the city, I'm afraid that the big families who are still watching have already realized that something is wrong. ”

Otsoul's guess was right, tonight's chaos made many people think that Odin might be gone.

If before this strange magic array and Romaniel's army appeared, these people at most thought that it was a fight between two heirs, and even if the rebellion of the Peter Fresa family broke out later, they were not worried, because no matter who sat in the highest position, they were needed to govern the empire.

Therefore, some families who do not want to participate in the battle can sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, to put it bluntly, the biggest problem is that Jon III is unconscious, and he cannot integrate all the forces in the country into one.

But now, they realized that things were far from being as simple as they thought, and even if the various forces in the country were not involved in the struggle tonight, the huge intelligence network still allowed them to figure out the current situation

Some families like Kathrot immediately reacted, since Jon III fell into a coma, all the bad things that happened in the empire are probably the beginning of a conspiracy, and it is just a foreshadowing for tonight.

Romaniel declared war without hesitation, the sudden outbreak of the epidemic in the country, the unexpected disappearance of the enchantment of the Night Forest, and the riot of Warcraft......

The conspiracy of one ring after another was fully revealed at this time.

However, a family like Kathrot who wants to resist is a little powerless, and without the authority of His Majesty the King, some people cannot enforce the dispatch, and everyone has their own mind.

Most of the old families and military giants are tied to the interests of the empire, and once the empire is defeated, their status will also decline.

Most of the new nobles didn't think so, they lacked the loyalty that had been precipitated over generations, and most importantly, there was no hope at all, there was still a fundamental difference between the imperial army and the family private soldiers, and they all understood that the royal court was no longer able to spare so many men to deal with these Romanians who had fallen from the sky.

The only hope is that the front line and the guards in the forest can go home soon.

If what Duke Peter Fresa said about the death of the country was just nonsense, now everyone can already make up what it will be like for the behemoth of Odin to fall.

Ossur sighed, the connection between the front line and the royal court had been completely severed since a few magic hours, and he didn't know what the current battle situation was on the front line.

However, he can't retreat!

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope left, he can't just watch his father's foundation ruined, not to mention that it is not yet the time when the mountains and rivers are really exhausted!

Let Edward leave with his father just so that he can have no scruples, and even if the empire really fails, this move can leave the last spark in the future!

"For the Empire!" Ausur raised his sword and roared.

The scene was chaotic again, although Ozur's side was not a regular army, but the quality was not very bad, it could be said that it was mixed, and even the elite soldiers of Romaniel could not take down this group of "motley army" for a while.

Montreal and Wolf, as the strongest of both sides, naturally met together, and while the other party couldn't take care of it, Ossur pushed Edward, who was still hesitating.

"Let's go!"

Edward's heart ached, and he also knew that he should protect his father, Jon III, in advance.

"Be careful, may the god of war take your way."

Edward and Ivan rushed out of a gap under the team's deliberate protection.

"Made!" Montreal couldn't help but explode when he saw Edward running away, because of the battle of the fortress of Fymir, Edward was worth more than Otsoul's on Romaniel's list.

"Fight with me, there's still time to be distracted!" Wolf shouted.

With the steel claw leaving a shallow mark on his chain mail, Montreal didn't dare to be distracted anymore, focusing only on the formidable enemy in front of him.

Ivan and Edward returned to their original meeting place, quickly picked up Jon III, and the two of them ran towards the city gate without calling for a guard.

At present, the situation in the city is more dangerous than the more people, the high-level powerhouses on both sides are basically fighting together, and the remaining ordinary soldiers will not pose much threat to these two people as long as they are not too numerous.

At this time, the philosopher's stone pinned to Ivan's waist flashed, but as soon as the magic power was injected, the little girl's urgent voice came from it.

"Ivan, where are you!?"