December 10, Gordonburg. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Levitt, the lord of Gordonburg, officially advanced to the Golden Rank and proposed to hold an early meeting of the Seven Cities on December 10, the people of Gordonburg, especially those close to the center of power, did not know how happy they were, and they were eager to spread the news to the entire Federation of Seven Cities in one day. Even the peasants, who had been busy on the farm all year round and didn't care much about who the ruler was, knew more or less that their lord was about to become the ruler of the Seven Cities Federation, the first golden professional after the Scourge of the Dead, a name that was too loud.

The Federation of Seven Cities is about to be unified! From that day on, they had been looking forward to this day, and if there were no accidents, it would be an extremely important day in the history of the Seven Cities Federation, leaving a heavy mark on the pages of history to be sung by future generations.

However, when the day of December 10 really came, the people of Gordonberg were not as excited as they imagined, but more nervous and worried. Because just a few days ago, Falcon City - well, now renamed Griffon City - also gave birth to a Golden Sword Master, and the news also spread throughout the Seven Cities Federation in just a few days. Anyone who knows a little bit about the situation knows that from now on, Gordonberg wants to unify the Federation of Seven Cities, and the other five cities are secondary, and the key is the Golden Sword Saint in Griffon City. Whoever wins is the ruler.

In such a strange atmosphere, the day of December 10 arrived as scheduled.

The two major cities in the north, Lille and Munle, and the central cities of Fast and Bonn, the city lords or deputy mayors of these four cities came to Gordonberg with relevant personnel two days in advance. Now they are sitting in the semi-open-air hall where the meeting of the Seven Cities will begin, waiting for the meeting to begin.

"The lord of Danube has not yet come." Justin, the lord of Lille, looked around, and the representatives of Lille, Munle, Fast, and Bonn had all taken their seats. If Justin wants to say that this is the end of no strength, when everyone's highest combat power is the silver high-level, the Seven Cities Conference is really a meeting, and the city lords of the seven cities and their representatives can sit down calmly to discuss and discuss. But when the power of one of the cities grows substantially, the meeting becomes more than just a meeting.

Just like now, without the Golden Professional, they had to choose to come to Gordonberg two days early to avoid having Levitt or the other powerful people in Gordonberg take the opportunity to embarrass them, and not everyone had the courage to speak out against Levitt's proposal. In fact, even they didn't expect Levitt to directly maintain his majesty in such a brutal way.

After Griffon City has the Golden Juggernaut to fight against Gordonberg, Justin can pat his chest and say that this meeting of the Seven Cities will be a game between the two cities, and whoever wins will be the true ruler of the Seven Cities Federation in the future. So it was not at all surprising that the representative of the Griffon City had not yet appeared in the open hall, but it was somewhat strange that even the Danube City had not appeared.

"The relationship between Danube and Falcon has always been good, with only one river in between." Bruno, the lord of Munle, said, "If it were me, I would have maintained a good relationship with Falcon City as soon as possible." ”

"Hmph." Robin, the vice-lord of Fast, made an extremely disdainful voice in his nose, "The name has now been changed to Griffon City." He was vistively disgusted with Gortenberg, and his brother, Lord of Fast, was killed for opposing Levitt's proposal to unify the Seven Cities Federation. Being able to sit here today is the result of the persuasion of the top brass of Fast.

If there was anyone among the four city lords and deputy city lords present who would prefer an accident to happen at today's Seven Cities Conference, Robin's will was definitely the strongest. If it were up to him, it would have been best for Levitt of Goldenberg and Andrew of Griffon City to fight directly over a clash of opinions, turning the Conference of the Seven Cities into an unprecedented farce.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become awkward, the mocking tone in Robin's mouth was too obvious, after all, the city lords of the two major northern cities of Lille and Munle were the first to succumb under the oppression of the powerful strength of the Levitt Golden Rank, and Dylan, the city lord of Bonn, hurriedly spoke out to divert the topic, avoiding the picture of the two Golden Sword Masters from Griffon City and Gordonberg coming to the hall and seeing the authorities of the other four cities arguing here.

"I don't know which of you has news of that Golden Sword Saint in Griffon City, there are rumors that he is from Yuple?"

"Said to be the guardian knight of Adam, the lord of York under the original Falcon City." Bruno, the lord of Munle, said, "Now that Adam is the new lord of Griffon, who knows if it's from Uppler?" ”

"It won't be Yuppler's people." Robin said sullenly, "Since the Scourge of the Dead, Celtic and Uppler have basically been cut off, even in the last few decades between merchants and adventurers. Moreover, Celtic did not have a place where the Golden Swordmaster could look at. ”

The last sentence is the real point.

The Golden Juggernaut is at least the title of an earl in the kingdoms of Ypropler, or it is not difficult to become a city lord and lord in charge of the local military and political power, after all, it is the Golden Juggernaut. And Celtic, come on, Celtic has been a remote part of the empire since the time of the Siser Empire, with a backward economy and poor overall strength. After the undead catastrophe collapsed, there was really no other force except the Church of Dawn that took a fancy to this place.

"The people of Goldenberg are coming." I don't know who was the first to see the Gordonberg personnel coming, and the intermittent discussion in the open-air hall immediately stopped. The city lords and deputy city lords of the four cities led the people who had come to the meeting to stand up and welcome the arrival of the people of Gordonburg. Although the muscles on the face of Robin, the deputy city lord of Fast, were twitching among these people, their respectful attitude made Lance, who had come to the hall first to check the progress of the personnel, particularly useful.

"Why haven't the people of Danube arrived yet?" Lance's joy vanished, and he couldn't help but think of what had happened to him that day in Griffon. Could it be that the people of Danube City have already been preempted by Griffon? That's not a good thing. Lance looked at the other four city lords, who had smiling expressions on their faces, as if they were watching his joke.

Damn, a bunch of wallgrass! Wait until Lord Levitt has dealt with the Golden Swordmaster in Griffon, and then come and clean you up, Lance thought viciously. He wasn't unaware that with the birth of the second Golden Sword Saint of the Seven Cities Federation, Levitt's deterrent power against them had decreased a lot. When Levitt, the Golden Sword Master, had the uniqueness, they had no choice, otherwise the city lord of Fast would be doomed. Things were going very smoothly, seeing that one city lord after another succumbed to Lord Levitt's strength, and the day of the unification of the Seven Cities Federation was approaching day by day, a golden sword saint suddenly popped out of Griffon City.

This undoubtedly disrupted Gordonburg's plans, and even the lords who had already succumbed began to become active.

"Hell! If the people of Danube City had not been present at the beginning of the meeting, the Federation of Seven Cities would have been removed! Lance left the hall with an angry remark, presumably to report to Levitt. In fact, even Lance himself knew that according to the current situation, there was a good chance that the people of Danube City would come with the lord of Griffon. But in front of the four city lords, he had to carefully maintain the majesty of Gordonberg and Levitt.

Bruno, the lord of Munle, sneered: "Look at his anxious look, he looks like a clown." ”

"Those who don't know still think that he is the archmage who has advanced to the golden rank." Justin, the lord of Lille, also looks down on Lance, a silver beginner, phew!

They were the first to succumb to the strength of the Golden Sword Saint Levitt, but the object was the Golden Sword Master, and there was no shame at all. But Lance, the envoy of Goldenburg, made them feel very bad, in terms of strength, they were all above Lance, and in terms of power, they owned a city. A small silver beginner mage flaunted his might in front of them, and to be honest, if it weren't for Levitt's scruples, they would have wanted to teach Lance a lesson.

"How could Gordonberg send such an idiot as an emissary?" Suddenly, the four city lords found the same topic, and Dylan from Bonn joined in.

"There are more brainless people, but there are few like him." Robin spoke without scruples. One of the people sitting behind him hurriedly tugged at the corner of his coat and looked around nervously. There were also Gordonberg personnel tidying up the venue to make sure nothing went wrong, and it wouldn't be a good thing if they heard it.

Suddenly, there was a cheer outside, the crowd parted, and the lord of Gordonberg finally arrived.

Levitt was a muscular old man, he walked towards the open-air hall step by step, and with each step, the momentum on his body became stronger, and when he stepped into the hall, the momentum on his body reached its peak, making the city lords and personnel from the other four cities in the conference hall feel very uncomfortable. They had to grit their teeth and use the fighting energy and magic in their bodies to resist Levitt, the golden sword master, to suppress the momentum.

Now that they finally knew why Levitt had chosen this open-air hall as the venue for the Seven Cities meeting, it was too clever to suppress the momentum. Once the people of the other cities, especially the city lord, could not support themselves and sat on the ground under the suppression of the momentum of the Golden Sword Saint of Levitt, the laughter and mockery of the Gordonberg crowd alone would make them no longer have the face to compete with Gordonburg.

The entire Celtic was a high-end combat power in the past, so the people in the hall who did not reach the silver rank still accounted for the majority, and in less than two seconds, except for the city lords, deputy city lords and a few silver lords of the four cities, the rest of the personnel were all suppressed by Levitt's momentum and sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Absolutely not to sit on the ground! Not only Robin of Fast, but also the city lords of the other three cities also felt that Levitt's sudden suppression of momentum this time was simply a public humiliation. Before they became the rulers of the Federation of Seven Cities, they trampled on their dignity so wantonly, if they really became rulers, would they still be able to live a good life. At this moment, the thoughts of the four city lords were surprisingly unanimous.

Robin's teeth were rattling, and blood was already pouring out of his mouth. Under Levitt's momentum, as long as he sits on the ground, the momentum shrouded in his body will dissipate like flowing water. But he couldn't, his brother was killed by Levitt, and now that he was humiliated like this, how could he surrender so easily.

I don't know how long it has been, Robin felt that the fighting energy in his body began to dry up, and just as his eyes began to bloom, the momentum like substance suddenly dissipated.

Someone behind him quickly stood up and helped him up, so he didn't fall to the ground.

That's the end of it? He was a little confused.

"My lord, it looks like someone from Griffon City is here."

Robin raised his head and looked in the direction his subordinates were pointing, only to see a few black dots appear on the horizon and quickly approach the open-air hall.