At the same time......

Glow City.

Hearing the midday bell, Hofford Quinn put down his quill and couldn't help but look southwest.

The news of the enthronement of the Fourth Prince of Wimbledon not only spread throughout the Grey Castle, but even Dawn appeared with a large number of propagandists - according to the leaflet, if there were no accidents, this was the time for the young man to be crowned on the throne.

It's just too fast.

Horford couldn't help but lament that he was a few years younger than his daughter Andrea, but now he was the undisputed king of a country, and his influence even crossed the border.

Since the war with the Moan family, there may be some people in the nobility of the Dawn Capital who do not know the real name of Wimbledon III, but few people do not know the name Roland Wimbledon. At first, it was only circulated in the underground chamber of commerce, but later anecdotes about the prince spread through various channels, like wildfire sweeping through the grasslands.

Three years ago, he was just a lord of a remote town, the least favored of all the Wimbledon royal families.

Such a rapid rise is like a fantasy, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a monster. And many of his actions are as unpredictable as monsters - just like this enthronement ceremony, he is probably the only one who has chosen to hold the coronation ceremony in the winter when the evil moon is raging.

Usually kings like this are usually only found in times of turmoil or chaos. Thinking of the inside story of the battle of divine will, he faintly felt that the world was about to usher in an earth-shaking upheaval.

"Your Majesty," the guard's words interrupted his musings, "Lord Hill Fawkes has sent a letter. ”

"Oh?" Hoford retracted his gaze, "take it apart and read it to me." ”

"Yes. ”

"Your Majesty" is indeed an easily intoxicating title, he has been the hand of the king for nearly twenty years, and he has called countless His Majesty, and he has long thought that he has resistance, but when he is called so, he can still feel something in his heart expanding.

Then bless the King of the Grey Keep.

Horford knew that he was able to sit in this seat and let other people who were ready to move out of the way because of the support of his neighbors. Those great families were not afraid of the sword in the hands of Knight Quinn, but they were full of fear of the thunder that destroyed the world. At this moment of impending upheaval, it is the safest thing to tie the fate of the family to the chariot of the Grey Castle.

"The letter says that a prospecting force from Grey Fort has entered the Dawn Frontier and that they would like your help and support. ”

"Inform Count Lossy of this, and let him lead the Knights to meet him," Horford quickly ordered, "and bring me my message, and inform the lords of the various places on the way, that they must provide all necessary help to this party." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

......

Wolf's Heart Sea, Dagong Island.

Despite its remoteness from the area affected by the Evil Moon, the cold and wet sea breeze still gives the town a desolate feel, and the muddy streets are rarely bustled, except for the docklands, which barely maintains some vitality.

Therefore, an open-air liquor shop set up next to the dock warehouse is particularly eye-catching—it mainly provides sailors with extremely cheap warm hot wine, compared to a tavern that can protect from the wind and rain, passers-by are generally addicted to it, and by the way, it will dispel the chill in the stomach, and few people will stop and stay after drinking, but at the moment it has gathered nearly a hundred people in front of the shop.

A woman dressed in coarse cloth was also attracted by it.

"Farina?" someone whispered, "what are you looking at? ”

"The devil. She replied.

"What—" The latter's face changed.

"I heard the devil mentioned," repeated the woman named Farina, "wait a little longer, Joe." ”

The man hesitated, but finally lowered his head and replied in a very low voice, "Yes...... Under the crown. ”

"It's not an order," Falina waved disapprovingly, and took a few steps closer to the crowd, hoping to hear more truthfully.

"I've never seen such terrible monsters, they have wings longer than humans, fangs are as thick as arms, and the walls are a fart to them!" The source of the voice seemed to come from a maritime merchant, and the feeling of being surrounded by everyone made him extremely proud, and his voice became louder and louder, "But this is not the most terrible thing, there is another kind of devil sitting on those devils, like a man, but much stronger than a man, and the spear thrown is like an eye, fast and ruthless, and the armor can't stop it!" I'm not afraid of your jokes, I almost didn't wet my pants at the time. ”

There was a gasp in the crowd.

"Really? Isn't that unbeatable?"

"If you only stay in the sky, you can't touch it at all!"

There was also a small group of people who expressed disdain.

"You just blow it, and the devil—can you tell the difference between the beast and the devil?"

"That's it, go to the Hermes plateau, there are all kinds of monsters there, I'm afraid that you will pee so easily, don't freeze the little brother then." ”

"Bah, you know the!" cried the merchant, "that's the name given by His Highness Roland Wimbleton! He's been in the West for a few years, and he doesn't know the difference between an evil beast and a devil?

"If what you say is true, can Greycastle still be able to stop it?"

"You don't understand this, it was a great crisis, but the walls of the city flashed with fire and thunder and lightning like a crackling hail!" he said, "The devil exploded in the sky in the blink of an eye, splattering flesh and blood everywhere, and one fell in front of the inn where I was staying temporarily—the big hole in the chest, almost like a bowl, God knows how they did it!"

"It is impossible for a bed crossbow to be so powerful, according to you, isn't that prince's strength like that of a god?"

"Hah, otherwise how do you think he killed the church?"

Hearing this, Falina immediately clenched her fists.

"......" Joe shook his head silently at her as he pressed her shoulder.

"I know. She took a deep breath and let go of her hand, "What do you think about this?"

"The Red Moon has not yet appeared, and it should be impossible for the devil to appear in the wilderness, but his description of the devil is somewhat similar to the record in the holy scriptures, and it is not like a casual fabrication, so I ...... Difficult to identify. Joe paused, his face a little worried, "But, it's all with us—"

"Nothing to do. "You're right, Joe. We have to solve our own problems first. ”

After the death of Acting Pope Tucker Tolden, she followed the will of the other party and withdrew from the New Holy City with the remaining Inquisitors, intending to go to the Great Ducal Island of the Wolfheart to rebuild the Church. It used to be the stronghold of the Bloody Fang Society, a witch organization, and after being wiped out by the Church army, in order to prevent the other party from coming back, the Holy City sent people to station, which can be regarded as a long-cultivated place, and it is very ideal as a new foothold.

But unexpectedly, the news of the fall of the Holy City spread faster than their footsteps, and after learning of the fall of Hermes, the bishop of Grand Ducal Island no longer recognized the status given by the Church, turned his head and mixed with the nobles, turned into the Count of Grand Duke Island, and even hanged the messenger who arrived first outside the city.

This bizarre mutiny dealt a heavy blow to the Inquisition, and many others left the group, and now they have been on Grand Ducal Island for half a year, but they can still hide their heads and tails like street rats. If she can't erect the banner and reunite people's hearts, I'm afraid that the church will be completely ruined in her hands.

There is no doubt that only the sacrifice of the blood of traitors can save the precarious situation.

The difficulty is that the opponent also has a team of Divine Punishment Samurai in their hands.

This battle is bound to be tragic and abnormal.

"Let's go," Falina pulled up her hood and glanced at the liquor store one last time.

"There are so many interesting things to do there!" such as a black iron ship as big as a hill, and a huge building taller than the Tower of Babel, which you will never forget once you visit!"

"Tell me everything, I'll add wine to you!"

"All of this is the handiwork of His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince?"

"Hey, of course, but you can't call him His Royal Highness anymore - because when I left Neverwinter, he had already decided to officially ascend the throne......! Let me think about it, hmm...... It should be today!"

"Oh, he's the King of Greykeep now?"

"Haha, that's a good name," the merchant said, holding up his full glass, "Since it's such a coincidence, let me toast the king of the Grey Castle in the distance!"

"To the King of the Grey Castle!" the crowd raised their glasses as if they were cheering.

Grey Keep ...... Farina sneered, and you can continue to build your seemingly prosperous kingdom in the ravine, and when the battle of the divine will comes, the world will eventually be in ruins. Sooner or later, we will meet again in the real hell, the only difference is who comes first and who comes last. If I fail to defeat the traitor this time, I will go first, and if I win, then I will be here, quietly waiting for the news of your fall into Hell.

His Majesty Roland Wimbleton.