Gabriel turned and jumped off the balcony and walked into his castle.

Different from the scene outside, the environment in the castle is luxurious, facing the balcony is a pure white coffee table with fragrant black tea on it, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere.

Surrounded by white plush sofas, which glow in the sunlight, the coffee table and fresh fruits and vegetables are complemented by gold and silver cups

Sitting down on the soft sofa, Gabriel picked up his teacup and took a sip, revealing an intoxicated expression.

"Ella, your tea-making skills are really getting better and better." Gabriel said to the maid beside him.

"Passing the prize."

The maid still had a cold face, she was like a robot, and she never seemed to smile.

Just then another man came in, and sat down on the sofa as soon as he entered, and the middle-aged man looked much more serious than Gabriel, his head looked square, almost like a standard rectangle, and his face was like an iron plate, and two thick black eyebrows hung on his eyes, and he felt like a stone sculpture when he looked at him.

"Uncle Wengel, are you here? Are you planning to watch the same theater as I am? Gabriel chuckled and poured him a cup of tea.

"Gabriel, aren't you going to go to the imperial capital? The current situation in the imperial capital is not optimistic. ”

"What the hell, isn't Doyle there? Since the head of the seven gods is still there, what are the six of us going to do? Gabriel looked unusually calm.

Wenger quietly picked up the cup.

He did not taste it as Gabriel did, but drank it all at once, as if he were drinking.

"You know, Doyle hasn't come back yet, which means she's not coming back."

Hearing this, Gabriel's eyes flashed with a sly light, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a wicked smile. In fact, Doyle is not coming back again, and everyone knows the seven gods under the king, but everyone pretends not to know, no one will go to the imperial capital to rescue, everyone tacitly waits silently for their unknown goal, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

The continent is divided into the demon world and the outside world, and there are many races in the demon world, but they are all respected by the demon king, collectively called the demon race, and there are many races in the outside world, but it is not like the demon race to respect one person, each race has its own leader, the elves have the elf king, and the empire has the emperor, although everyone has been fighting against the demons, but after all, they can't do the same inside and outside.

Although the human race is the largest in number among the many races, and the territory occupied is also the largest, although the empire is known as the king of the outside world, it is not the actual leader, it has always been the empire to resist the invasion of the demons, and the other races are helping on the surface, and secretly they are growing themselves and developing secretly.

As the seven strongest people in the empire, the seven gods of the king respect their strength, and have always been the strongest combat power of the empire to deter foreign races, but they are not both virtuous and excellent, and there are even many people in recent generations who have three wrong views, and the only way to persuade them to obey orders is to use honor and righteousness to convince them, and the only way is to be violent.

And the person who acts as the suppression of the seven gods of the king is the head of the seven gods of the king - Doyle!

If the six gods other than Doyle are the sword of the Empire, then Doyle is the scabbard that can accommodate these six swords, as long as Doyle is there, the sword of the Empire can point where to fight.

If the sword does not listen to its master, the end will only be broken, and no one among the seven gods of the king has ever been able to defeat Doyle for hundreds of years, not alone, but six people who can't beat it together, and there is an insurmountable barrier between the six of them and Doyle.

But now, that person is gone.

"Although I don't know where that old immortal has gone, since she hasn't come back, the empire should also fall." Gabriel smiled, "It's not our fault, it's hers, and as the guardian of the Empire, this is a serious dereliction of duty." ”

"Gabriel, do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to ascend to the throne?" Wenger asked suddenly.

I saw Gabriel smile slightly, put down the cup in his hand, and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if I become a king or not, the important thing is that a king with enough ambition to dominate the outside world comes! Only in this way can we compete with the demons, the old worm of the empire should have died a long time ago, although it has been supported by Doyle and the emperor, but it has reached the limit. ”

Wenger looked at the calm young man in front of him, his mood was a little complicated, and he thought about it for a long time before he asked the question in his heart.

"And what are you going to do?"

What are you going to do?

That's a good question.

Gabriel smiled inscrutablely, casting his gaze far beyond the balcony.

"Since ancient times, there is no better than Conglong!"

……

In the burning imperial capital, in the central hall of the royal city.

"No matter how many times you struggle, the result will not change."

In front of Lance was Walter, who had once again lost his combat effectiveness.

Walter and Belina were frozen in a large ice cross, and the thorns made of ice pierced their skin, and the scarlet scarlet color trickled down the clear ice, making it look particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Lance didn't feel pity for the little girl, and in his eyes there were only enemies besides stepping stones.

"You wait...... Right, Captain...... Absolutely, absolutely will beat you. Afra said weakly.

Lance raised his eyebrows, smiled arrogantly, and mocked unceremoniously: "Are you talking about Felik?" Felik has been cut in half by me. ”

"No...... Yes. Afra shook her head with a smile, and met Lance's gaze without fear: "You're afraid, you're afraid that our head will settle accounts with you." ”

"Naive little ghost, do you think I'm going to be afraid of your leader? There is nothing to fear from a dead man, and I am not afraid even if he lives. ”

Afra sneered, blushed and shouted hoarsely, "You will never be able to compare to our regimental leader!" Even if you kill me now, the regimental commander will definitely avenge me! And you, no one will avenge you when you die, you will always be alone, because you are a traitor! You are afraid of us in your heart, afraid of the trust and bond between us and the regimental commander, without this bond, you will only fail in the end! Whether it's now, or in the future, or in the past! ”

This sentence pierced Lance's heart, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Another person who doesn't understand himself, just like the group of idiots around him before the crossing, what feelings! What a fetter!

It's all fake! Only strength...... Only strength is everything!

"Okay. Since you believe in your regimental commander so much, then I won't kill you, I'm going to torture you slowly, I want to see if your regimental commander will come to save you! ”