Less than half an hour had passed since the atomic explosion had passed since the time when the Holy Emperor Illicia had left the palace, and at this time, the nobles who remained in the Thundering Castle were still preparing all kinds of supplies needed for the front line, and had not yet received news from Dritan's side.

The Noble Council of Thundering Fort is a towering basilica-like structure with reliefs, surrounded by a large number of guards.

The reason why these guards are here is not that they are worried about an enemy invasion, the invaders who can reach here must have already passed through the palace level, since the Holy Emperor Elistia has failed, then what are they still struggling with? Wouldn't it be better to go and find yourself a good cemetery sooner?

The main task of these guards is to keep out the low-level undead who are roaming around with little intelligence, lest they run into the councilors.

At the same time, they had to beware of the Assassins coming here to cause trouble.

However, none of the people who can be elected to the council are weak, and I have never seen an assassin who dares to assassinate here.

So from the beginning, the council guard was a gilded position, held by a new generation of less important members cultivated by various families.

More important positions are not their turn, but it is a waste if they are not cultivated, so this kind of chicken rib position is just right for the chicken ribs in these families.

As a son of a wealthy family named "Qi", Bristow is not strong enough to focus on training, but he still has a few qualifications, which just meets the definition of chicken ribs, so he was arranged here.

As a person with the nickname "Qi", Bristol's bloodline is noble enough, so he was arranged at the main entrance of the parliament along with several other people who were also named "Qi", and became a hotel welcome.

It is impossible to improve the strength of this kind of place, and the family does not expect these mediocre talents to develop further in this regard, but can take the opportunity to get to know more colleagues from other families and councillors who often come in and out of this place to bring more benefits to the family.

Bristol looked at his companion's new shoes boredly, and said: "It's a pity, it's a good time to make a contribution, but we have to stand guard here and can't leave, if we can make a contribution on the battlefield, we can also have our own castle." ”

The companion standing opposite him also sighed: "Yes, I heard that even the elves and dragons are here this time, and if we can defeat a dragon, the guys in the family who have high hopes will also look up to us." ”

Bristol nodded in agreement, most of them had some opinions about the peers in the family, who were always trying to prove that they were beating them.

But there's never going to be that chance here.

Everyone else is fighting for their own merits on the battlefield, but what about themselves? But guarding this empty and cold room, almost all the councillors have gone to war, except for a few councilors who are left behind in Thundering Castle to be in charge of logistics, there are no councilors here, who will come to the noble council without councilmen?

Parliamentarians don't come to this kind of place for office, and they are more accustomed to doing business in their own homes.

Bristow was secretly lamenting the injustice of fate, when he suddenly saw a young girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old walking towards her, the girl was wearing a red gothic dress, big eyes and fair skin, and at a glance people could not help but feel pity.

However, the depressed Bristow didn't care who she was, and as an ordinary high-level undead, he had long since lost similar positive feelings, and stretched out his spear to block her way, and the tip of the spear almost poked the girl's face.

It's bad enough to do this job, but if you let such an inexplicable little girl break in, you really don't want to mess around.

"Where did the little girl come from, the front is not the place for you to play! Get out of here! ”

If it was an ordinary little girl, she would have been scared to cry at this time, but the one in front of her was completely different, not only did she cry scared, but she also looked at Blistol with interest, and the corners of her mouth also had a mocking smile.

"If I really don't want to come to this boring place on weekdays, but today is different, and I must go to the front, then, loyal guards, what are you going to do to me?"

This sentence shows the difference of the girl.

As the guard of the noble council, Bristo's eyesight is naturally not bad, and from the girl's calm attitude, you can know that the other party's status is definitely not low.

But...... Although he Bristow is a chicken rib in the family, he is also a nobleman named "Qi", and two of the three "ancient" families above "Qi" have been wiped out, and there is no such girl in the remaining one, and there is no such girl in them, and none of their seven "Qi" families have either.

Since this is the case, then the status of this girl cannot be higher than herself!

Bristow is not a person who doesn't understand the restraint and observation of words, but that is something that can only be seen in the face of a higher-level powerhouse than himself, and he is still more respectful and restrained to a little girl from a "low-level" aristocratic family who came out of nowhere?

Sorry, he hadn't really learned that kind of thing in Bristo.

"If you don't plan to leave, then I'll have to make a scratch on your face, tsk, it's not good to see such a beautiful face scratched."

When Bristo sneered and spoke, the more he looked at the look on his face, the more solemn he became, and then his legs and stomach trembled involuntarily, and finally he knelt down with a "poof"!

"Bristol...... Bristol ...... Other...... Don't say it......"

Bristow looked back when he heard his companion's words, and couldn't help but be stunned: "You...... What's going on? ”

With Bristo's gaze, the little girl also turned her attention to her companion, and immediately he stiffened with fright, and could not say a word, but could only kneel there tremblingly, and two words burst out of his mouth with difficulty.

"Your Majesty...... Next ......"

Bristow didn't understand for a moment what these two words meant, could it be the regent? Impossible!

He subconsciously didn't think of the possibility of Saint Emperor Elistia at all! Because since he was born, the Holy Emperor has been living in the palace and not coming out!

The little girl, or the Holy Emperor Elistia, looked at Bristol coldly, and said with a smile: "It's very bold to dare to attack me as the Holy Emperor, and it is indeed a loyal guard, which is very good!"

But...... I don't like it! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bristol's expression froze, and before he could react, he fell straight to the ground, and there was no more sound.