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But it was only at this moment that Art realized for the first time that the so-called hero was just another tool in the hands of those in power by force.

Even without a hero, they can make up a hero out of thin air!

Art could already think of the scene where when people called him a dragon slayer warrior, adding the supreme honor of 'dragon slayer' to the name of the Knights of Fiona.

In the future, the founder of the mercenary union and the legend of the mercenary world.

Looking at the few people chatting and laughing in this beautiful garden at this time, Art felt as if a pair of large hands were firmly controlling him through countless silk threads that he could not resist.

He can resist, but in exchange for only letting these big guys change their candidates.

In return, he and his Knights of Fiona would be left with nothing in an instant, or even discredited!

Inherit the legacy of your father and carry the glory of your ancestors.

Dilumudo Mai Yat will not allow the Knights of Fiona to be destroyed in his own hands!

His pride, as well as the persistence in his heart, is so vulnerable in the face of reality and power.

He remained silent before he spoke slowly, "Your Excellency, do you mean to trade the safety of a city's inhabitants for the honor of a 'dragon slayer'?

Padro, who was sitting beside him, raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Dilumudo, "Knight Yat, just in exchange for their safety, not at the cost of their lives. ”

After a slight pause, he shifted his gaze to Mine, "I don't think the Light that believes in truth and goodness would be willing to see a city die in the dragon's mouth." ”

To be honest, even Padro himself was a little shocked when he heard of Mien's plan to support the Knights of Fiona on the throne.

Bet on the bustling Jungle City on the western side of the Dark Forest, one of the largest concentrations of adventurers in the South, with a population of more than 300,000!

If there is any mistake, as long as that big guy with a body length of more than thirty meters runs in the city, Jungle City will pay the price of tens of thousands of lives!

That's a real dragon!

Shouldn't the church advocate the equality of all living beings and the responsibility of every life?

Mien smiled, "You don't have to worry about security, we will release the news in advance, and hang up a sky-high mission with a bounty of 100,000 yuan to gather as many adventurers as possible." ”

"That big guy is still imprisoned in the depths of the Northland ice field by a friend of mine, and after taming it for so long, the big guy has long since changed his integrity, and when the time comes, the church will find a way to get it into the dark forest. ”

Turning his gaze to Art, Mine's face was gentle, "Knight Art, it's up to you then, a tamed and weakened wurm, don't let us down." ”

After a moment of silence, Art said with a cold face, "I'll do my best." ”

For this Sixth Saint, how to make him believe in the Holy Light Mien has no clue for the time being, believing in this kind of thing Mien can only induce it, and there is no way to force the Sixth Saint to return.

For now, Mien still decided to go according to his plan, and as for the Sixth Saint, Mien was still going to observe for a while, looking for a suitable time to sow the seeds of faith in his soul.

After being postponed for so long, the establishment of the mercenary union is finally on the agenda.

A few of the most powerful people in the entire human world decided to be 'happy' all the frameworks of the mercenary union in such an afternoon tea party.

In terms of details, Meen will let Theodore take charge of this part in secret.

After all, the mercenary union has a papal background behind it, and the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better.

By this time the sun was about to set, and the gardens of the palace had returned to its former calm.

Mien took a sip of the new tea he had just added, and had already handed over the matter of the business alliance to the Cardinals and Theodore to do, and then added this matter to him, poor Theodore, I am afraid that he has lost a lot of weight in the past few years.

It's just that he left his life in the first place because he fell in love with Theodore's wrist and brain.

For now, at least, Theodore is the only one Minn can trust him to do things.

...

A month later.

Outside the Burning Sun City.

An army of 200,000 surrounded this ancient, blood-soaked city.

This mega-city, once in the heart of Ainomosen with a population of up to half a million, is now desolate on the streets.

The residents fled, ran, and left here, except for the stubborn old people and the crippled who did not want to leave, and there was no longer half a figure in the street.

The occasional breeze also kicks up dust and debris in the streets.

The nobles who swore an oath to live with the royal family a month ago are now also looking at it badly, surrendering and surrendering, and some simply took all their wealth and family members and fled to the Principality Alliance to seek political asylum.

The dilapidated city walls, which have witnessed the rise and fall of countless families and the changes of the royal family, are still tall and heavy, but they have not experienced the baptism of war for hundreds of years, and they are also dilapidated at this time.

Even though it had just been renovated the year before last, it was just tinkering for the sake of visual beauty.

In the face of the bombardment of catapults, the city walls, which have not been repaired for at least 60 years, may not be able to withstand a single salvo.

But even on such dilapidated walls, there were still two thousand soldiers stationed in thin numbers.

They are the true embraces and loyalists of the royal family.

The oath of allegiance to the Scorching Sun royal family has not changed until now.

The soldiers clenched their long swords one by one, looked at the black and oppressive Northern Coalition army in the distance, and looked at death as if they were home!

If anyone wants to step into Sunburn City, they have to step over their corpses first!

The army in the distance slowly advanced, like a dark tide!

Where you set foot, it's a wasteland!

A burly officer with braided hair and a bloody bandage over one eye took a deep breath, walked to the door of all the remaining soldiers, raised his weapon in his hand, stood on the wall, and shouted to his only soldiers, "Warriors, are you frightened to see an enemy a hundred times larger than us?!"

"Nope!"

"Even if the god of death comes, the glory of the scorching sun cannot be trampled on!"

Bending down from the corner of the wall to pick up the strong bow, the one-eyed strong man looked solemn, "All soldiers, pick up your longbow!"

"Get on the arrow!"

Just then, a voice rang out from the staircase leading to the top of the city wall.

It has endured many vicissitudes, but it is still powerful and powerful.

"My warriors, the Banner of the Burning Sun will be proud of you, and the name of the Burning Sun will be proud of your unswerving death!"