When the bell rang, when the emancipation proclamation of the Brotherhood resounded throughout the continent, every kingdom and empire was shaken, especially the Sigmar Empire, which had some special sentiment about the ruins.

The Sigmar Empire, the capital of Rick Leads the Temple of Radiance, and the palace of the ruler [Pioneer] St. Giles is very lively today, a kind of small fight before the storm.

Sitting on the golden throne was St. Giles himself, a dignified man with some gray hair mixed with blonde hair, and it seemed that there was none.

On the face where the wrinkles are completely absent, the facial features and beard are as neat as a knife and an axe, which is the credit of daily trimming. The Emperor, who excelled in both civil and martial arts, could give a glimpse of his remarkable height and lack of muscles that had diminished with his forty years of rule, even when he was sitting upright.

"So, what's next?"

At this time, he frowned, and his aqua blue eyes cleverly concealed anger, but he couldn't hide his deep exhaustion. Even with his powerful office power, there are too many things to do lately.

The clerk in front of him, Romnier, had been babbling on for almost an hour, and it was all about some trivial matter like some small refugee inflow caused by the sudden declaration of the Brotherhood of Bitter Springs yesterday.

"Southern West, Lord [Pegasus Knight] Aisling swore yesterday that the members of the Brotherhood of Bitter Springs are a disaster, and a new round of cleanup has been launched."

"Tell that kid, be careful of the assassination of the Brotherhood, and do whatever you want, anyway, his father's Pegasus Knights are still in his hands, and a bunch of rats can't get on the table."

"Yes, then the next thing is, the lord of the halfling territory of Mut declares..."

The cookie-cutter report gave St. Giles, who had such ambitions and had been annoyed by all sorts of strange things lately, a headache.

Letting the old clerk's report continue, Giles closed his eyes and began to try to sort out the recent exponential increase in events.

First of all, the farthest lord of the empire far away in the snow-capped mountains, the Tanis Lord, the lord [Snow Giant] Ragnar Kane, died inexplicably at the hands of the snowy mountain trolls who suddenly rioted a few days ago.

Tanis has always had a good relationship with the troll kingdom in the snowy mountains, and the trolls seem to have been busy searching for the long-lost prince, and have been in a completely non-aggressive state.

Just a few days ago, I don't know what happened, the entire troll tribe suddenly rushed down the snowy mountain, and under the leadership of a dozen giant troll generals like monsters, almost instantly defeated the ice and snow warriors that Ragnar had hastily organized.

During the charge, Ragnar's horse was smashed, and he himself was killed instantly by the head of the troll leader Solonge in a one-on-one battle.

Fortunately, the teleportation matrix built by St. Giles in the city was still usable at that time, and the Grand Prince Sigwald led the royal guards to form an expedition almost instantly, and fell into a scorching battle with the trolls. Time was enough to divert the citizens of the city from becoming food for trolls.

Solonger was reluctant to return to the Snow Mountains even though the Empire had shown enough kindness and forbearance, claiming that it was the Imperial Family that had killed his prince and demanding blood from St. Giles or a member of the Imperial Family.

In any case, this arrogant and shameless proposal was absolutely unacceptable, and St. Giles was well aware. The Troll Nation is not weak, but it is impossible to force the Sigma Empire to kill a royal heir in such a groundless situation, and it can only go to war.

The [Troll War], which has been stopped for nearly a hundred years, is about to start again.

And that's just the first painful question, there's more to it than that.

Just a few days ago, a mysterious portal opened directly in the main hall of the Imperial Palace, and this purple portal is something that St. Giles is very familiar with.

It was a deal, and he himself and the masked freak who called himself Old Joe was fair. Old Joe will help him catch every traitor who betrays the Empire and rebels against the Emperor.

And in return, St. Giles paid this man a terrible fortune, which was worthless in the eyes of the emperor who sat on the vast territory of a powerful empire, but at least it ensured fair dealing, and it was worthless to the old Joe, who cried and shouted and cursed before being knocked unconscious, and likewise, the boxes of dinars were to St. Giles.

This is the use of waste, to each according to his needs, to the maximum "fairness" that the arrogant emperor can understand.

This time it was a little different, it was no longer the familiar mask that came out, and there were no tightly bound people in sight.

When he felt a little strange and wanted to call out to the guards to come and check, a short guy "squeezed" out of the portal with all his might, and then the portal flickered a few times, disappearing into thin air like a projection of insufficient mana.

The short man, whom St. Giles also knew, was Old Joe's advisor, but he had never seen this mysterious little old man look so embarrassed.

The little old man, or the younger brother of the immortal old Joe, the "prophet" Finn, was almost red with his own blood, his arm was broken, his head had a slash wound that almost cut half of his head, and the wound on his chest could already see the broken ribs.

After arriving at the palace safely, when he saw the familiar golden dome, Finn, who had tried his best to fight for the second, finally fainted, he knew that he had completed his mission.

"Brother, be careful."

Muttering to himself, destined to be unable to convey to the soul that has dissipated.

After that, Finn has been on the boundary line of immortality and non-living because of serious injuries, unconscious.

The priests of the empire explained that it was because he had been attacked unimaginably, and the number of killers with poison blades soaked in subspace energy was at least hundreds, and a bloody assassination of this powerful psyker was carried out, and theoretically he could escape to the exit of the portal alive, all of which could be regarded as this man's strength was unfathomable, and his willpower was strong enough.

"It's impossible for an ordinary person to be able to walk and talk when he's as damaged as he is, even if it's only for a moment."

Chief Pastor Benedictas explained, but he always insisted that the man's body was healing itself with great tenacity, and that it would take about a few months to fully recover, the first case he had seen in his entire eighty years of life.

In fact, St. Giles didn't care about these things, what he cared about most was that when this man passed through the portal, he was holding a strange package tightly in his hand, and inside, there were some pieces of rune armor.

No one knew better than St. Giles about the color scheme and rune carvings of these armors, and he knew the evidence of this armor, which frightened him!