The Daller family mansion.

Hewlett, who was sitting in the study, felt the fluctuations of the legendary spell disappear, and his expression suddenly became much more relaxed, and fine cold sweat spread all over his forehead.

The feeling of hopelessness is not so friendly, helpless and panicked.

Hewlett gasped heavily, looking sideways out the window at the pitch black night, as if someone had succeeded in preventing the release of the legendary spell.

"Frost Legendary Spell!" Hewlett muttered to himself, his thoughts wandering through his mind, as if he had thought of something.

"It's Lena Baker?!"

He guessed the Valoran Leader's actions tonight through the intelligence information collected by the family, but he didn't want such a big move. It was the Bakers, one of the most powerful families in the southern part of the kingdom.

"I hope it doesn't cause an overreaction from that old fellow in the Baker family."

Hewlett wanted to remind Caterina, but he recalled the cold words from earlier, and finally retracted his thoughts.

The task of the Daller family is to provide sufficient intelligence information support for the Valoran Territory, and will not participate in specific operations, which has long been negotiated with Baron Modrian, after all, the Dallor family's territory is in the southern region of the kingdom.

And the information provided naturally includes the old guy of the Baker family, who is rumored to have taken the essence of the legend and has a terrifying powerhouse comparable to the legendary strength.

Looking at the spell fluctuation just now, it is obvious that Caterina has already made a move, so it means that Valoran Ling does not care about any reaction from the Baker family.

"Arrange for the Guards to be dispatched to maintain law and order in the royal capital." Hewlett whispered, as the commander of the Imperial Guard, he needed to do something for Limontanlu, who was flustered at the moment.

"Yes, sir." Someone left in the shadows of the study.

Under the bright yellow light, Hewlett looked up at the dim moon wheel in the night, and he had a hunch that the after-effects of the legendary spell were more than just the panic of the night.

The royal capital, which lost the legendary suppression, will completely enter a turning point of fate after this turmoil.

The nobles are not fools, and as vested interests in the kingdom today, they will make the most rational choices.

But Hewlett underestimated the bloodshed that had taken place tonight in the royal capital of Limontamlu.

Subsequently, members of the family intelligence system continued to pass on news to the study, and that one was a real and cold news, telling about the bloody and cruel aristocratic massacre that suddenly occurred in the royal capital**.

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Starfall 1460, winter season, November 10.

The royal capital of the Stoke Kingdom: There was a large-scale aristocratic bloodshed in Limontanlu**, and many high-ranking aristocratic forces disappeared into the vast river of history that night.

Containing several nobles of bloodline that had been passed down for hundreds of years, those behemoths that had existed since the time of the Stoke Kingdom had quietly perished, leaving behind the wreckage of the buildings and corpses.

According to many trade merchants and wandering mercenaries, in the early morning of the second day of the royal capital, the air of the whole city was filled with a faint smell of blood, and even the light of dawn was stained with a little blood.

In the next few days, the surviving nobles found that those nobles who turned into cold corpses were mostly guys who sought to divide the territory of the kingdom, and frequently held aristocratic banquets in the royal capital, attracting more forces to join them.

Unfortunately, everything came to naught.

Someone is eyeing them and warning the remaining aristocratic forces with bloody facts.

As time passed, the recovered nobles unleashed unimaginable power of cooperation, finding clues and finally setting their sights on the Daller family.

For example, Earl Hewlett of the Dalle family maintained the security of the royal capital that night, as if he had known what had happened, but no one dared to tell the truth, because the remaining noble forces were very aware of the relationship between the Daller family and the Valoran Lords of the Northland.

Moreover, the strength of the Dale family is not something that any aristocratic force can offend, and the Count Hewlett alone controls the Imperial Guard, which is the most powerful military force in Limontantilune, which is now in chaos, and it is terrifying.

In addition, the subsequent legendary spell influence has changed the choice of many noble forces.

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The white ice and snow linger in the sky, and the layers of cold mist forest fall into the sky, and from time to time there will be a cold cold wind blowing, sweeping away the fishy smell.

Overlooking the plains, the once neat and pure white environment left mottled green traces, and the huge pterosaur corpses fell to the ground, smashing into snow pits, and occasionally on the edge of the snow pits, you can see broken scale armor and flesh, broken slender sharp mouths, or stumps and broken wings.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Not far from the snow battlefield, a flock of Demacian dragonbirds let out a smug roar, and the dragonbird knights resting beside them also showed a knowing smile, even if they were injured.

The War in the Sky has ended, and the Dragonbird Knight of Demacia has emerged victorious.

But they also had losses of their own, but fortunately there were no casualties, and many dragon bird knights and Demacian dragon birds left hideous scars on their bodies.

It can also be glimpsed of the strong strength of the Lizardman Pterodactyl Knight, which brought a lot of trouble to the Demacian Dragonbird Knight in the pure numerical crushing.

After a long time after the battle, the dragon bird knights also cleaned up the battlefield, but they did not leave, but swallowed food and regained their strength, while silently waiting for Quinn's return.

The silver ice flower slowly fell, and with a 'whew', a pair of blue wings set off a transparent air current, blowing away the rhythm of the ice flower falling.

Hua Luo soared in the cold ice and snow world, the excitement in his golden pupils could not be suppressed, and the blood stains on his sharp beak dried up, which represented the end of the hunt.

Phew!

The long chirping of the eagle echoed through the sky, and Warlot lowered his head, his claws gripping Quinn's shoulders tightly, and on either side of the talons were different 'trophies'.

One is the head of a giant pterosaur, and the other is the ugly head of the captain of the terrified lizardman pterosaur knight.

"The lizardmen of the Besilik Kingdom would actually arrange for the Pterodactyl Knights to go to the Blackwood Province?" Quinn narrowed his eyes slightly, a ripple in his calm eyes. "It's a little strange, do you know our plan of attack?"

Hua Luo let out a shrill cry as she asked Quinn if she wanted to reverse course and head south.

"No need, let's go and meet up with the Dragon Bird Riders first, they are still waiting for us to return." Quinn vetos Warlow's idea, and in the course of her pursuit, she notices some peculiar traces left by Dravine and the War Masons.

Patting the claws on his shoulder, Quinn whispered, "Hurry up, we must report the situation of the Pterodactyl Knight to Lord Lord." ”

"Mori Chong Province, this war storm will make us kill very happily!"

A light chirp echoed through the sky, and Warlock told Quinn to pay attention, and then quickly flipped his wings, turning into a fleeting blue lightning bolt and disappearing into the vast sky.