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"In Lower Irving, just a few days ago he was promoted to Marshal of the Scott Empire."

"What!"

Murphy was taken aback!

He clearly remembered that in the palace coup that happened in Scott some time ago, the old king's line was completely ousted, but the new king's line was the northern great public security drew. And the second most important role in this palace coup was none other than the imperial general, Owen.

This is the imperial capital of Scott's rival Wari Empire, Xinlan, and Scott's marshal is sitting next to Emperor Wari with a smile on his face, what this means is self-evident.

Murphy, who had sorted out the relationship, also made a decision in his heart, if His Majesty Ivan's plan succeeded, the benefits that Tash could get would definitely not be small. However, the 'barbarian plague' in the north of the Wari Empire has not been eliminated, can His Majesty Ivan really leave behind the scourge in the north and concentrate on attacking Scott?

Although the Wari Empire is strong and strong, and Owen is an internal response, the strength of the army is an important issue.

At the beginning, in order to show his determination to eliminate the 'barbarian plague', His Majesty set up the capital in Xinlan, near the far north. If the Wari Empire wants to attack Scott, then the northern border army will inevitably be drawn in large numbers, and the defense of Xinlan will also decline, and if the barbarians in the far north invade at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Murphy pondered for a moment, then asked,

"The Scott Empire must have a plan in your heart, but what should Your Majesty do with the barbarians in the Far North?"

"Lord Murphy, you don't have to worry about that, Red One!"

Ivan called to the red-haired beauty who picked his finger on his left hand, and the red-haired beauty reluctantly put down the jade stick, took out a paper scroll with the seal of the Wari Emperor from her tall chest, and handed it to Murphy very casually.

"General Hongyi, I don't know what it is?" Murphy asked politely, opening the folded scroll of paper.

Although the woman named Hongyi looked casual and young, Murphy did not dare to be rude. He knew very well about the Wari Empire, but he knew that this woman, who looked like she was in her early twenties and could even be his daughter, was a genius female general who sat in the far north and repeatedly repelled barbarian attacks. Although she claims to be the adopted daughter of the late old handsome Green, Murphy knows that her relationship with His Majesty Ivan is unclear, and she does not know what the specific friendship is; But as long as he has a relationship with the emperor, how dare he be rude as a minister of another country.

"This is the news from the spies in the far north, the Wari Iron Cavalry is preparing the marching supplies, as soon as the gold coins of Tash arrive, I will lead the troops to the north and completely exterminate the barbarians."

There was a ray of light in Hong Yi's eyes, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, as if he saw an alien old and young man who died under the iron hooves of the cavalry.

Feeling the unique killing aura of this soldier, Murphy, who had read the secret letter, wiped the cold sweat on his head, then rolled his eyes and said happily:

"Haha, if that's the case, the Tash United is willing to double the gold coins. But Your Majesty, when you have done so, I hope that you will be exempted from all customs duties during your reign; Of course, just for the Tash Union! ”

"Refreshing! Gelman, you go and sign a contract with Mr. Murphy, and at the same time entertain our distinguished guests, Owen also go with you, it is not easy to come to Xinlan once, rest well, and when the caravan of the night moon leaves, you can go together. ”

"Yes!"

The one-armed old man answered, and Murphy and the others made another chest-beating salute before following the one-armed old man and leaving the conference room respectfully.

After watching everyone leave, Ivan set his eyes on the red-haired woman who was playing with her fingers again,

"Now that the people of Tash have agreed, the plan is about to be put on the agenda, Red One, the north will be entrusted to you."

"Your Majesty's orders, how dare the ministers refuse, please rest assured in the north." The red-haired woman stopped moving her fingers and turned her head respectfully.

But Ivan wasn't very happy, he frowned a little uncomfortably,

"You're really still angry with me, alas——, I really can't do anything about your mother's affairs, and if I had known about your existence at the beginning, I would never have ignored it. The battle for the throne is not so easy, in..."

"Your Majesty! Marshal Green instructed the minister to take the northern army, and the minister would naturally arrange it, and there was no need to say anything else. There were still matters in the army that had not been properly arranged, and his subordinates retired first. ”

After the red-haired woman finished speaking in a cold tone, she turned around and left the conference room without waiting for Ivan's consent.

If this scene is seen by the people of Wari, I am afraid that their jaws will drop, and there are people in the Wari Empire who dare to be disrespectful to Ivan the Great, it is simply tired and crooked!

But Ivan the Great didn't say anything, he just sighed faintly, and he didn't know what things worried him...

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The Duchy of St. Luz is located in the southern part of Middle-earth, facing the Kingdom of Yongsibes across the ancient city of Sente to the north; To the west is the Scott Empire, to the east is bordered by the Duchy of Maca, and to the south, the endless Phantom Forest.

The Duchy of St. Luz was originally the territory of the Grand Duke of St. Luz, but later the Grand Duke's family was fully joined by the Temple, and his vassal kingdom became the direct domain of the Temple. The temple naturally built the main hall in Setavia, the capital of St. Ruth, anyway, St. Ruth is full of believers in the temple, and no one will care who is the leader of the king or the divine power.

Today, the holy city of Setavia is still peaceful, and temple worshippers from all over the continent are routinely taught by the temple instructors in the main temple of St. Ruth.

The main hall is a large building, with a variety of white towers lining the city, the most conspicuous of which is the prayer shrine in the center of the main store.

The high-ranking cardinals of the temple usually perform sacred services here, but today the prayer temple is no longer red, and they all go to the lecture hall.

Passing through the white marble hall, you will arrive at the lecture hall. It is a repository for the various records of the temple, and it is also a place for high-level officials to gather for meetings, and it has always been the focus of the temple's protection. And today's guards are twice as many as usual—the long-lost high-level meeting of the temple has been held...

"Shaliwan, you're slandering Bishop Lawrence!" Claire stood up angrily and said excitedly.

The serious man known as Sha Liwan took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and then replied:

"Why, could it be that Lawrence brought back something demonic from the Nya Desert? Didn't he watch the demons run away and make the temple a laughing stock? ”

"Hmph, you only see Lawrence's failure, but you don't see the Pope's praise!"

Before Claire could refute, Chrisman, who was also a cardinal, helped him squeeze Shaliwan.

"What will you do in the Inquisition, what will you do besides fighting and killing, if you are Sha Liwan, you may not even be able to see the hair of the Demon Clan!"

The grumpy Cardinal Gunther also joined in the chorus of Shaliwan, and it seems that the Pope of the Inquisition has caused public outrage.

But Sha Liwan didn't care at all, he responded-for-tat: "What will you cardinals do besides playing tricks, it's really embarrassing for Lord Bright God to have a believer like you." ”

"You!"

"Enough!" The old but majestic voice sounded, and the Pope walked into the council chamber with steady steps, and sat down steadily on the throne...

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