Solan City, the capital of the Solan Emperor, is located on the vast plain of the imperial capital.

The main color of the city is white, and the streets of the city are like cobwebs, and houses of different styles are lined up one after another, and there are many tall towers. The outer city wall of the city is hundreds of meters high, like a mountain of huge stones, majestic and heavy, impregnable, and the Imperial Power Mountain in the center of the city towers into the sky, looking down on the world.

Since the invasion of the demons, the soldiers pointed south, and Edward I issued several national mobilization orders and summoning orders for the empire, hundreds of large and small lords have successively led their armies to the north.

Lords of the eastern and northern provinces of the empire will go directly to the staging points on the northern border. The lords of the south and west would pass through the imperial capital and assemble here for an initial time.

At this moment, the outside of the imperial capital has become a continuous military camp.

Tents of different styles, different colors, and different coats of arms are densely laid out, and there is no end in sight. The soldiers marched in line with spears in hand, and the knights galloped to and fro in fresh clothes and angry horses. The people in the camp shouted and neighed, and it was very lively.

More people drove into the camp in long queues with horse-drawn carts full of grain and grass, and small traders who were doing business spontaneously formed a market in the open space outside the gate of the camp, and the cries of selling came and went.

Under Edward's strong control and the support of the grain-producing regions such as Loulian, the current order of the imperial capital is quite normal.

The relatively abundant food supply and the severe crackdown on price gouging and hoarding also made the life of the people in the imperial capital far better than in other regions.

But the pressure is already starting to show.

Refugees from the north traveled south in an endless stream along official roads, trade routes, and even wild roads over mountains and rugged shepherds' paths, while the lords who went north also led their own armies to arrive one after another.

Today, the total population of the imperial capital has doubled that of previous years, and walking on the streets, it feels like being in a crowded fish pond, only hearing the noise of fish churning, and only seeing the surging and boiling muddy water, which is suffocating.

In this case, the food supply was already limited, and the Royal Knights, who were in charge of the security and defense of the imperial capital, also sent additional patrol soldiers.

Crowds of people are always the most dangerous place.

It's like a huge powder keg, no one knows when a spark will fall, and it will evolve into a huge change that cannot be contained.

And the news that Cardinal Pullman was killed outside Cold Mountain City came at this time.

The assailant left two lines on the rock.

"Sixteen years ago, on the banks of the Frost River. ”

"This is just the first one!"

This news, in the crowded imperial capital, spread at a speed far ten times faster than usual. The earthquake was a hundred times stronger than usual!

Whether it is the military camp outside the city, the shack where it is difficult to gather, or the bazaar, the streets and alleys in the city, as well as the mansions, gardens, and banquets of the nobles...... Everyone was talking, even arguing.

Everyone is either mysterious, foaming at the mouth, gritting teeth, or gloating.

Naturally, all kinds of rumors are also rampant.

As a Solan, everyone's feelings towards the Holy See are very mixed.

The Solan Empire was founded under the attack of the other two empires and the Holy See, and for a hundred years, even if the imperial power declined, the Solan family has never allowed the power of the Holy See to intervene.

Even Solan's Holy See is in a league of its own, and it looks like it's in harmony with Vaticanburg.

In such a situation, believing in such a thing is a bit casual for the Solan people. When needed, everyone will also go to church to pray and pray sincerely for the Holy Emperor to bless them.

There are those who want to have a son, those who want to find a beautiful wife, those who want to make money in business, those who are sick and want to recover as soon as possible, and those who have lost money, chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs, and want to get it back.

The requirements are numerous.

But once there is a conflict between the empire and the Holy See, it is the same people who throw broken eggs and rotten tomatoes into the priest's carriage and scold them for having no sons.

For the Solans, the Holy See is a piece of paper to wipe their butts. Use it when you need it, and throw it aside when you don't need it.

This is the nature of most Solan people, and it was fought by the powerful alliance of the Holy See, Pompeii, and Philip a hundred years ago, led by Grand Duke Solan.

Solan has believers, but never obeys!

This is also the reason why Donald can be powerful and overwhelm the royal family, while the Holy See, which is far more powerful than him, has never been able to make Solan submit and be submissive.

If this time, it was a certain archbishop under Pope Solan who died outside Cold Mountain City, everyone might be shocked, and then what should they do. Not much attention will be put into it.

But this time, the difference is that it was a cardinal from Vatican Castle who died outside Cold Mountain City. Moreover, this person is also involved in the mysterious case sixteen years ago that was remembered by every Solan person!

Why did Pullman appear in Cold Mountain City, deep south of Solan?

How did he get here?

Why did one of the few powerful people in the mainland, with a noble status and a monstrous power, come to Solan without going through the royal family and the Pope, but quietly went to Cold Mountain City alone.

What is he going to do, and who is he looking for?

Is he really the murderer of the Frost River Massacre sixteen years ago? Was the Holy See really involved in that incident? How could they dare to be so blatant as to stick their hands into the Solan Empire and do such a thing?

This is tantamount to declaring war on the Solan royal family!

So, who killed Pullman and carved those words into the rock?

Is it from the Hansan family?

And as we all know, Archduke Rowland of Farrington has disappeared for more than ten years. Rumor has it that he is now lost on the Holy See Hill. His son Roger died in battle at an early age, and his daughter-in-law Sara committed suicide on the banks of the Frost River......

Then, if the perpetrator is an avenger, there is only one person who is qualified to write these words in such a tone!

The little boy who escaped from the banks of the Frost River and disappeared into the vast sea of people, nowhere to be found!

Roy!

Is he back?!

What did he look like, what kind of person was he? Where and what did he go through for more than ten years? What kind of strength did he have? Why did some witnesses say that it was a battle in which at least seven or eight sanctuaries participated?

A simple murder case, two sentences, has already made people have countless questions. And hidden under these doubts is a turbulent undercurrent, a turbulent storm!

The truth of the mystery sixteen years ago has been revealed.

And it is the tip of the iceberg that involves the royal family, the Holy See, the Donald, and all aspects.

In this moment of demon invasion, the royal family and Donald's saber-rattling, no one can see clearly what the future holds. What everyone can vaguely see is only the cold light of the sword, the color of blood!

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"Roy ......"

On the Imperial Power Mountain, the palace was silently immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and Edward I sat in his study, staring at the secret report on the desk with a dazed gaze, chewing on the name in his mouth.

There seems to be a kind of magic to this name.

He was so deeply entangled with the Solan family that it was like fate.

Sixteen years ago, the little boy of the Hanshan family in the Principality of Farrington who disappeared was called this name.

And a few years ago, he came out of the seaside town of Borabel and became the little handyman of the guardian knight of Elethea by mistake, also called this name.

Thinking about it, Edward couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

In the Solan Empire, Roy is really a very common name.

In addition to these two young men, there was also a squadron leader named Roy in his Royal Guard, and he also knew a blacksmith from the Divine Craftsman Hall and a painter from the Royal Art School, all named Roy.

Even one of Salmond's obsessive and stubborn nephews, the chief heraldic officer of the Heraldic Academy, is named Roy.

Aside from the same name, these people have nothing in common.

They have different family backgrounds, different identities, different looks and personalities. And if you think about it carefully, no matter what aspect you look at, the Roy you like and value will not be the Roy of the Hanshan family.

Although Roy and Elethea still have a marriage contract, it stands to reason that the relationship with the Solan family is closer.

However, he disappeared too completely, and for too long.

And this Roy has not left his field of vision since he came out of the small town of Bollabelle. Even if he was punished by heaven and reappeared as Leo, he still did not hide his identity from himself, and he still pulled himself out of the predicament again and again, as before.

That civilian boy is so strong and optimistic. And such a character is by no means possessed by a young man who is burdened with hatred and lives in darkness without seeing the light of day.

And it can't be that coincidental.

How could it be that the little handyman in the little baron's mansion that Eretia met by chance during a chance trip was her missing fiancé?

If the news from the south is not wrong a few days ago, then this Roy, who goes by the pseudonym Leo, is now leading his army in the Gobi in the north of Lurian.

Knights of the Southern Cross......

Thinking about the three hundred Heavenly Transformation Costume that Adolf had obtained, a smile could not help but appear on Edward's lips.

He couldn't wait to see this army built by Roy himself.

In a few days, he will lead the army north, and that kid's small territory, Bandez, is not very far from the main battlefield where the coalition forces are assembled.

Alright, alright.

Edward rubbed his brow, trying to keep his attention on what was in front of him.

He got up and walked to the window, looked at the garden in the early morning, and said to himself, "So, that Roy should have appeared?"

At the desk, several important ministers of the royal family sat side by side.

Mo Ya, who was sitting on the far left, nodded and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty." We can't think of anyone other than him who would leave such two sentences. ”

"Sixteen years later, he finally appeared," said Edward, "and he wouldn't have gone through this if it hadn't been for me and Roger. I really don't know how he survived all these years. ”

He turned his head and asked, "Did he kill someone and disappear?"

Mo Ya looked embarrassed, shook her head and said, "No." ”

"At least seven or eight Sanctuary ......," Edward stared at Mo Ya with a smirk.

Mo Ya simply lowered her head and grinded her teeth secretly. As the commander of the Ministry of Supervision, such a force exists silently on the land of the empire and she doesn't know it, which has to make her feel that she is usually too good to those guys under her.

"Well, I didn't blame you. Edward waved his hand, his face gradually turning cold, "There are some things that you can't find out if you want to. Perhaps at a certain time, the truth will naturally surface. ”

Everyone looked stunned.

Everyone knows what Edward is referring to.

"A cardinal archbishop personally took action, and the Holy See Hill is really a good means," Edward sneered, "It seems that we are really easier to bully." When Archduke Roland killed the Vatican Castle, I still felt that the truth was not clear, and the Grand Duke was too impulsive. But now it seems that the real deaf and blind are us. Archduke Roland knows better than anyone else!"

"Your Majesty!" called Salmond, the chief heraldic officer, who had been keeping his eyes closed.

Edward waved his hand and said, "Alright, Sammond." I know how to measure. Now is not the time for me to turn against the Holy See. ”

Salmond nodded, closing his eyes again.

Edward set his eyes on Moya.

"However, if I don't turn my face with the Holy See Hill, it doesn't mean that I will pretend not to see this matter. Now that he knows about Pullman, there will always be clues about what he did and who he came into contact with. ”

"There are only a few targets! Dig three feet into the ground for me, and find out all the people who leaked the whereabouts of Sara's convoy and colluded with the Holy See!"

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Edward's eyes: "Start with Donald!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Mo Ya said solemnly.

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