In the main city of the kingdom of Dylan, the golden palace is slightly dim in the light of the setting sun, the lights are lit early, and the distorted shadows of dead trees are drawn on the walls of the palace............ But the gold-dusted decoration could not hide the silence of the palace, but rather made the whole city seem lifeless.

More than a dozen richly dressed nobles of real power streamed out from the main entrance of the palace, they had just finished attending the king's parliament, and now they seemed to have achieved a satisfactory result, and the corners of their mouths were almost a faint smile.

For these nobles, the meeting had come to an end, and they all hurried out of the venue to prepare for the astonishing decisions made at the meeting.

But they didn't know that the king, who had been imposing at the council, had hurried away from his throne after seeing off the last nobleman.

The middle-aged bald king, who had returned to his bedroom, had a serious face at this time, and his face was no longer in the cloud to discuss things with his courtiers, and he pushed the attendants left and right impatiently, and then carefully took out a small box under the pillow.

Facing the dim sunset, the sweaty king swallowed his saliva and opened the delicate little box.

Inside the small box was a crystal ball, and after the box was fully opened, the crystal ball floated, and a three-dimensional image of an old vulture slowly emerged next to the crystal ball.

"Edward, how are things going?"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he called the king by his name, and his tone was full of command.

Hearing the old man's inquiry, Edward not only did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but immediately bowed deeply, he bent ninety degrees with great respect, and the beads of sweat even fell on his ground, and finally, he said in a humble, trembling tone:

"Your Excellency the Archmage, according to the effective news from the disco general, the third princess, Trelinka, has gathered enough "glory army" in the north of the kingdom, and within a month, Trelinka will definitely revolt in order to "overthrow the usurping church", "destroy the corrupt nobles who are in the same stream", and "maintain the glory of the kingdom".

At today's meeting, the Council of Noble Elders has united ten lords and is ready to send troops to quell the rebellion, and the Archbishop of the Church of Dawn, Casperchi, has promised that after Thererinka's rebellion, they will announce their identity as blasphemous as soon as they start a rebellion, and send enough priests and knights to assist the kingdom in quelling the rebellion. ”

King Edward quickly reported all the information and issues in the council just now, and there was no strategy as a king, only deep fear and childish helplessness.

The old man listened to Edward's narration expressionlessly, and nodded lightly:

"Yes, your teaching is not in vain, Trelinka has indeed embarked on a predestined path, but she is still too immature after all, and the forces in her hands, whether it are basic troops or high-end combat power, are not enough to resist the combined army of the church and the nobility, and if she revolts in such a hurry, that girl's "dream" will soon become a complete joke............ This is not going to work, she has to fight the church and the troubled nobles............"

If there was anyone in the king's bedroom at this time, he would have been surprised to hear the old man's speech, the purpose of this Dylan Kingdom Protector Archmage was to cause civil strife in the Dylan Kingdom, and he also hoped that this civil strife would be durable enough and tragic enough.

The most terrifying thing is that King Edward was not only not surprised and angry when he heard the news, but also took the initiative to give advice to the old man's plan!

"If I could, I might be able to rule out Vic, who is unconditionally loyal to the royal family, from joining Therelinka's "Glory Army", and I could also do something with the counterinsurgency army's salaries............"

"No"!

Before the king's transformation was finished, the old man categorically expressed his denial:

"The success of Trelinka's rebellion is already suspicious, and Caspache of the Dawn Church has begun to sniff with a dog's nose, and if you are doing something clumsy at this time, you will be discovered."

"But ............"

After listening to the old man's explanation, Edward didn't seem to give up his thoughts, but before he could say a complete sentence, the old man spoke again:

"Okay, Edward, it's not time for us to tear our faces with the Church of Dawn, even in the face of those lackeys who have taken refuge in the Church, this time it is quite risky to use Trelinka to attack them, but since the plan has begun, I naturally won't let those guys have a good time, Trelinka will definitely get unimaginable help, and............ It's also a good time to clean up the pests in this country, and if you use it well, then this guy is a terrible blade!"

“............ Your Excellency Honorable Archmage, at this time, the Kingdom of Carmos is eyeing each other, and a civil strife breaks out in the country, will the Kingdom of Carmos ............"

"Rest assured, the William imp of the Kingdom of Camos has become a pawn in control, and when Trelinka achieves the doomed victory, the threat of the Kingdom of Camos will end this division in due time. Rest assured, Edward, the claws of the Church will be cut off, the nobles of the White-Eyed Wolves will be purged, the rebellion of the "Army of Glory" will be put down, and everything will ............ It's all under control."

After saying that, the old man's vulture laughed gloomily twice, and then dissipated the reflection after a faint fluctuation of energy, only the last silver light flashed in the air, and Edward, who bowed his head and saluted, finally had time to catch a glimpse of the object that emitted the silver light............

It was a slender cane shiny with silver white, and the shining body of the staff was spotless!

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In the northern part of Dylan's kingdom, in an inconspicuous town, a girl with fiery red hair and golden women's armor stood on an ancient mottled tower, and the town buildings below the tower had turned into hundreds of snow-white tents, and countless soldiers looked feverishly at the top of the tower, looking at the leader in their hearts who were willing to give everything for it.

The specially tailored armor not only did not hide her figure, but made the extremely beautiful girl full of heroic and sassy atmosphere! At this time, the girl was bowing her head and praying to the god of justice, Tyr, and the girl set off by the rhythm of the light around her was like a sleeping elf, beautiful to a thrilling degree.

"O great God of justice, you are the embodiment of justice, the hope of the innocent, please protect this crumbling kingdom, please bless the success of the "Army of Glory", expel the rebellious church and the decaying aristocracy, save the kingdom from fire and water, and once again raise the banner of justice on the earth!