"Then, let's start the battle between the Red Rose and the White Rose!"

The pitch-black iron whale roared, and his voice resounded in the sky and echoed in everyone's ears, roaring like thunder:

"I will go to this war at all costs and with all my strength until the pure white flag disappears forever on the sea!"

"Ignore him! he's bluffing!"

Raymond's face turned pale, but immediately after, terrifying aether fluctuations that even an outsider could feel came from above the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"--The main cannon of the Merger is warmed up!"

He stiffened in place, sweat seeping from his forehead, dripping down, and sweating profusely for a moment.

No, that's not right......

The talk collapsed!

Before the talks even began, the negotiations were stillborn.

Ye Qingxuan had no intention of sitting at the negotiating table from the beginning!

Bastard!Bastard! Bastard!

There was chaos on the bridge, and the commander was frantically shouting something, holding his collar, but he didn't hear it at all.

What happens next?

Does that guy really have the guts to attack?

Is it a bluff? Yes, it must be a bluff! He has no guts, he doesn't dare!

But if ...... What if he did attack?

The Burgundian people will definitely not give up, Ye Qingxuan's attitude has been fully revealed, I don't know how much effort the Holy City has spent to finally terminate the resumption of the Hundred Years of Rose War...... And this war was facilitated by the Order......

Once the word spreads, the Holy City will definitely go crazy and lose all its positions, and the Red King will personally break him into pieces.

And next......

"Report!There is a large number of aether fluctuations in the Royal Fleet!" the observer shouted, "Suspected engine overdrive!"

"Fight back! What are you doing in a daze!" the commander roared: "Fight back!"

A bone-chilling chill ran from his heels to the back of his head, causing Raymond to fall into an ice cave.

This was the last straw that crushed sanity.

Looking at the blood that was smeared red in front of him, he finally understood Ye Qingxuan's unquestionable attitude, and he didn't care about anything else, so he stopped in shock:

"Wait, Mr. Ye, please wait......"

The indifferent countdown stopped.

A sneering voice rang out.

"Now, can we talk?"

Talk?

How to talk about it?

Raymond only felt cold, he only felt like a child who was educated by a slap on his face, even if he held an IOU in his hand to show off his might, but in Ye Qingxuan's eyes, it was just a joke.

As long as he is ruthless, he will use the Royal Fleet as an outcast, and it will not be a joke to destroy the Phantom Fleet under the self-explosion.

Now the three parties are in an awkward position.

Ye Qingxuan's neurotic was already sitting on the engine that was about to explode, holding the exploding button in his hand.

Either the commanders of Raymond and Burgundy bowed their heads, or......

War is on the verge of breaking out.

In a short moment, the friction between the two sides has spread all over the countries at an alarming speed, and at present, the piercing communication prompts on the bridges of the two sides are coming and going.

Congregation of the Holy Quarters, Privy Council of Anglo, Council of the Magi of Burgundy, Senate of Asgard......

"I just returned to the national capital, and I saw you make a big mess. ”

A sighing voice sounded from the bridge: "Lieutenant General, I don't remember that the Council of Sages gave you the right to declare war. ”

"His Highness Don Juan!"

The commander's face changed, he lowered his head, and his expression was terrified: "I am derelict in my duties." I'll ...... right away later."

"No, I'm sorry, you've been removed. ”

The sighing voice became cold: "Next, I will take full command of the Phantom Fleet and make an announcement to the Royal Navy of Anglo in the name of the royal family:

-- What happened just now was a misunderstanding. ”

"Misunderstanding?"

Ye Qingxuan's voice still had no temperature.

And Raymond's face turned pale.

There is no doubt that he was abandoned, thrown aside mercilessly by Burgundy.

"Yes, yes, a misunderstanding. ”

The young man known as Don Juan sighed: "We have been deceived by Bishop Raymond and have taken the wrong countermeasures against your fleet, which has led to the current situation. Just take it as an awkward joke, pretend to laugh, and then try to forget about it.

If that happens, I will thank you, 'Your Excellency the Chief Judge.'" ”

On the bridge of the Nomad Mountain, Ye Qingxuan knocked on the armrest of the chair, and for some reason, frowned.

For some reason, such a flirtatious tone sounded familiar.

Even if the situation was so tense and the war was about to break out, the other side didn't care about his position, as if he didn't care about Ye Qingxuan's identity at all.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and laughed softly:

"Okay...... I don't think there's any need to talk to you, Bishop Raymond. ”

Raymond's face was pale, his red eyes stared at the dark shadow above the sky, gritted his teeth, and did not say a word.

In mocking laughter, the nomadic mountains that burst out of the clouds cast dark shadows into the frozen sea, but the shadows of nothingness were like substances, given weight and nature by majestic music theory, crushing over the ice and bursting out with a mournful roar.

With a loud bang, terrifying heat burst out of the sea, and countless layers of ice crumbled, turning into hot steam rising from the surface of the sea, and then turning into warm rain that fell from the sky.

In an instant, the frozen sea cracked, evaporated, and turned back into the ocean.

Under the guidance of the Nomadic Mountain, the royal fleet raised its flag and disappeared far away, leaving only Ye Qingxuan's voice echoing above the bridge:

"It's a shame not to have the chance to meet Master Schubert, please say hello to him on my behalf. ”

In the corner, the old friars still lowered their eyes and turned a deaf ear, but whispered the admonitions of the gods.

Soon, an order arrived from the Communion Ministry, without mentioning what had just happened, but with rare harshness, ordering Raymond to hurry to the ruins with Schubert.

Raymond's expression was so dazed that he didn't even say goodbye, and after whispering a few words to Sister Schubert, the figures of the two dissipated silently and left in a hurry.

Only a mess remained.

It was only at this time that the removed commander breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed in his chair, and glared fiercely in the direction of the nomadic mountain, with an unwilling expression: "I was fooled by that guy's bluff......"

"No, lieutenant general, you don't know him. ”

The young man named Don Juan said lightly:

"He's serious. ”

The commander froze.

"That's it, my order will be sent to you later through the secret channel,"

Communication is cut off.

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"It's been like this since I was a child, little leaf. ”

Burgundy, the Council of the Magi, the young man threw the extinguished aether ball into his pocket and couldn't help whispering softly:

"Whether it's rotten vegetable leaves or broken wooden baskets, as long as someone dares to touch your little thing, you have to fight with others......"

In the silence, behind the solemn seats, sixteen councillors representing all of Burgundy. The old people who had been awarded the title of 'Sage' looked at him with mixed expressions.

"Don Juan, at your request. ”

The Grand Speaker at the front struck the hammer and said in a solemn voice, "We have granted the Lord of Light the Ring of Authority, and we have placed the Illusion Fleet in your hands.

It's a big gamble for your family and for us. We have given you strength, and now is the time for you to prove your worth.

Time is pressing, when are you going to return to the ruins?"

"Return to the ruins?"

The young man named Don Juan turned his head with a blank expression: "What is the ruins?"

The old people's expressions were stunned for a moment, and then they became gloomy, and the conference room returned to silence, and the expressions of the sages became more and more solemn: "Don Juan, what do you mean?"

"I mean, why should I go to Guiru?"

Don Juan didn't know which pocket he took out an apple, wiped it casually, took two bites, and asked vaguely: "Moreover, I already have strength, why should I prove my worth to you?"

In the silence, suddenly a stunned exclamation sounded in the corner.

"My lord, the Phantom Fleet has suddenly returned!"

"Return!"

"Why?"

"Dispatch order!"

"Don Juan, what do you want to do!"

The sage ordered angrily, looking coldly at the smiling young man in front of him, his expression gloomy like never before.

"It's useless, you can save some snacks. ”

Don Juan smiled, skimming their chaotic appearance, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders: "I finally got the artificial angels and the illusion fleet, if you don't take the opportunity to clean up you old men who are in the way, do you still have to contribute to the country?"

In the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door, the muffled sound of falling to the ground kept ringing.

Eventually, heavy boots kicked the gate open, and burly soldiers swooped in through it, knocking down all the panicked guards and dragging them out of the door.

Soon, the sound of the water bag bursting, no more.

"Don Juan, my student ......"

Among the sages, the old man named Richelieu lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Of course it's a coup d'état, teacher, please understand the situation as soon as possible and help me?"

Tang Juan replied with a smile: "Originally, my strength was insufficient, and I planned to wait for another three years, I didn't expect to be able to grasp the command of the Phantom Fleet so soon, Xiao Yezi He really helped a lot, and I would give it to him in the ruins."

Now, I will take over here, and I ask you old gentlemen not to resist, but to cooperate with me obediently, and seal off the whole city, first here, then the Legislative Yuan, and then the Imperial Palace......"

Rumble!

A loud bang came from afar, and outside the window, a huge burning angel seemed to overlap with the scorching sun, standing high above the heavenly dome, suppressing the entire palace in it.

Looking down from a high place, in the city, burning black smoke rose rapidly, and shouts were heard.

"It's so fast, is the Bastille prison done?"

Don Juan whistled, stretched out his hand, pulled the dumbfounded speaker from his seat, dragged the chair himself to the middle, and found a comfortable position to sit down.

His chin was propped up with his palm, and his smile became more and more pleasant as he looked at their pale expressions:

"Prepare yourself, old gentlemen.

An hour later, the Estates-General will reconvene after a 170-year absence. Presumably, many people will be hanged from the street lamps next......

For the sake of everyone's lives, you can discuss who will propose the removal of the emperor?"

Don Juan tapped on the armrest of his chair and whispered:

Times have changed, and the country will have a new master. ”