Holy See, Inner Sanctum.

The table is inlaid with gold patterns, and there is a large piece of gemstone in the center, which is extraordinarily gorgeous.

The King of the Saints sat a little higher in the first place, and two of the five duke's chairs were empty.

Su Xiao, the old duke, and the Lady of the Moon Wolf were all here, and today, it had been a day since the death of the Iron Feather King.

The Northern Alliance called, and on the day of the death of the Iron Feather King, the Northern Alliance broke through the border defense line of Serra, and 150,000 polar cavalry drove straight in, breaking through seven lines of defense in a row, only to repair because the supply troops could not keep up.

According to common sense, this kind of war information will be transmitted back to the city of Aranth within 3 hours, and the dukes and the Holy Kings will be the first to learn about it, and then make a decision.

However, on that day, the top brass of the empire did not know about this, because the soldiers in charge of delivering the battle report were assassinated as soon as they arrived in the city of Arans, and none of the 12 soldiers who arrived in batches were spared.

Who led the interception, at this time it is not clear to investigate, and there is no time to investigate, and the follow-up of the officials of Arrans City makes up for this.

At the last moment of the empire's survival, the officials finally let go of their greed, they resisted the assassinations of the assassins, sent people to the front line to obtain information, and 27 waves of people died before and after, and finally verified the battle report on the front line, note that not 27 people died, but 27 waves of people died.

In the early morning of the next day, the battle report finally arrived at the Holy See, and as for where the Northern Alliance had now hit, it was not known that the cavalry from the polar regions had already rushed into the territory of the empire with the aim of intercepting and killing the intelligence forces.

"By the time I arrived, it was already like that."

Lady Moon Wolf opened her mouth with a gloomy face, her index finger trembling, a sign of extreme anger.

"Alexander, what is your attitude towards this matter."

The old duke opened his mouth without raising his eyes, and called the holy king's destiny, after all, in the old duke's opinion, there was only one king of Serra, not Alexandria.

"You decide."

Alexander, the king of the Holy Descent, looked lazy.

"Okay."

The old duke looked at Lady Moon Wolf, and after a moment, he sighed secretly in his heart and turned his gaze to Su Xiao.

"Anyway, my dukedom will also be borrowed from you for a few days, at least give me a proposal."

"Oh."

"For the sake of the Iron Feather King, give me a proposal."

"First issue an amnesty in the city of Arans, and then you and one of the moon wolves will go to the front line to supervise the battle."

"Is that so?"

The old duke frowned and pondered, this was roughly the same as his thoughts, as for who he and Lady Moon Wolf would go to the front line, then there was no need to ask.

"I coexist with Aranth."

Lady Moon Wolf didn't wait for the old duke to speak.

"I thought of it, after all, with your greed for life and fear of death, it is impossible to go to the front line, I don't have any requirements, before the complete loss of Arans City, you have been here for Lao Tzu, at least the supply of the front line cannot be interrupted."

The old duke got up from his seat, he was going to the front line to supervise the battle, to regain morale, at least after the fall of Serra, he would not bear the name of Duke Coward.

Several servants stepped forward, put on a black armor for the old duke, and went to the front line, just like if they were on the front line.

The old duke was just about to leave, and his eyes accidentally saw the gems in the center of the table, and the more he looked at this thing, the more angry he became.

Bang!

The old duke slammed his fist on the table, and the gems in the center cracked, which made him feel a lot more comfortable, after all, he had wanted to do this for a long time.

From beginning to end, the Holy King Alexan didn't speak much, it was not his subjective will to become the Holy King King, but he was chosen by the family, and he was strong enough, so he sat here.

The family of the Holy Descent King was originally cultivated by him as the second Iron Feather King, but the strength of the Iron Feather King could not be reproduced, it was the purest and simplest power, the power that was killed on the battlefield.

As the King of the Holy Descent, Alexan is actually not mediocre, at least he will accept most of Li Lin's opinions, which can be seen from the happiness of the people of the empire, and he stepped on the ambitious angry lion, so that the other party did not dare to make a mistake.

"Moon Wolf, you can go."

Su Xiao suddenly spoke, and hearing his words, Lady Moon Wolf first had a moment of anger, and then panic.

Lady Moon Wolf turned her head slightly stiffly, her face full of disbelief.

"You want?"

“……”

Su Xiao didn't speak, Lady Moon Wolf immediately got up and left, all the doubts in her heart were solved, she was surprised just now, why did the old duke come to the front line in person, now it seems that the old thing ran away.

"Original...... You want to kill me. ”

Alexan seemed to have just figured out something, his hand slapped the armrest of the throne, and the gorgeous round hilt popped out, and as the sword slowly rose, Su Xiao saw that it was a war sword.

The length of the whole sword is about 1.3 meters, the grip and handguard are very simple, the blade is sharp, the sword body near the armrest is about six centimeters wide, the upper sword body is about narrower, and when it reaches the tip of the sword, it resembles a sharp cone.

"I didn't do much in my life, but I'm pretty good at it."

The languidness on Alexandre's face faded, and he had thought that he would die under the siege of the polar warriors, which was an acceptable ending for him.

The reason why Alexan often sleeps is mainly because he feels that the people around him are too boring, the officials who compete with each other for power, the dukes who fight with each other, the families who have high hopes for him, etc., these are too boring, the only thing that is not boring is a person who has just arrived in Arans City, hiding the flesh and blood on his body, but unfortunately, the other party does not seem to fight with him.

Many years ago, everyone looked forward to Alexandri, hoping that he would lead Serra to prosperity, but Alexan himself knew that he could not do it, that was not what he was good at, he was clumsy at a young age, and the tedious manners that his brothers and sisters could learn in a quarter of an hour, he had to practice for at least a month, and he was still clumsy when he actually used it.

Especially during ballroom dancing, he ripped off a lady's dress, and he swore that he didn't mean to, and the lady tried to struggle on the way, but in order to maintain etiquette, Alexan chose to finish the ballroom dance with the other party, and afterwards, the lady cried very sadly, and Alexandre never saw the lady again.

In the face of the ridicule of his brothers and sisters, Alexan did not have anger, did not have low self-esteem, but just felt bored, and he always wondered, why did he learn these manners?

Until one day, for the first time in Alexander's life, he smiled, smiled for the first time.

When Alexander's joy vanished, he was slightly surprised to find that his siblings, his biological mother, uncle, etc., were all lying in a pool of blood, and only his father, whose legs had been cut off and covered in blood, was still alive.

"Alexander, I'm proud to have a son like you."

Alexan vividly remembers that this was the first time his father praised him, and in the years that followed, Alexan was given a somewhat long sword to kill all kinds of monsters.

Just when Alexan thought that he would always live in this pleasurable killing, his father approached him again and told him that he would be the Holy King, who initially believed that the Holy King was killing for the sake of the Serra Empire, so he agreed.

But Alexandria, who became the Queen of the Holy Descent, found that the daily work of the King of the Holy Descent was to sit and sleep, which was very boring.

After a few years, a dozen years, decades of patience, Alexan approached his father and confessed his thoughts.

As you can imagine, Alexander's father was so angry that he even wanted to take away his sword, so Alexan reasoned with his father, but because he was too clumsy in his words, he was scolded by his father for being bloody.

So Alexan chose to negotiate in the way he was best at, and Alexan came to the conclusion that his father was too weak to know how to fight with the power of the saints.

After Alexander's murder of his father, he left the Serra Empire and began to plague the Northern Alliance, and more than ten years later, when the Northern Alliance was plagued by him to the point that he began to be confused, and was ready to garrison troops in the desolate area to encircle him, he returned to the city of Alans, and slaughtered the Holy King who had just been in office for more than ten years, and sat on the throne again.

The reason was that Alexan had heard a story told by an old woman named Ewell, a story called the Dragon of the Father, and after hearing this story, Alexan regretted it a little, because he could not find anyone better than his father to him...... There won't be any more.

Alexan felt a second emotion in his heart, guilt, so he sealed his sword in the throne to fulfill his father's expectations, but unfortunately, he did not do it well.