Sven's brow twitched, and his eyes sharpened.

"Thirteen Knights, where did you hear that?"

"Don't hide it, Earl Midnight, guardian of the Great Library, I know who you are. Thresy grinned at Swain with a very exaggerated smile, "I've said it so clearly, you should be able to guess what my purpose is." ”

Sven turned to Caterina and said, "Stand back. ”

Princess Celestia looked at Swain suspiciously, but she did as Swain said.

Thresy looked at Katarina who slowly retreated, but her eyes stayed on Caterina who had not moved on Swain, and the smile on her lips did not change.

"Do you have any ideas, Lord Count?"

"Who is it?" Sven turned his cold gaze back to Thressi, "give your master's name." ”

"If you agree to my terms, then I will naturally say it. ”

"Then you don't have to say it, no matter what conditions you make, I will not agree. ”

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers in the cafeteria all raised their guns and aimed them at Thresy and the guys who had just appeared.

"No matter what you are, you can't hinder me today, whether it's the undead or the demon, dissipate it for me here!"

"You're already aware, aren't you?" Theracy's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes slowly cracked, revealing a pale brow bone, "Yes, you can't hide at all, your fate has already been arranged, you can't escape!

Katerina was taken aback when she heard Thresi say the name "Atropos", she didn't expect that there were other people besides Swain who also knew about Atropos' existence.

Sven's reaction was more direct, he reached out and grabbed Thresy by the neck neatly.

"You like to talk nonsense, procrastination will only make your death more painful. ”

"Pain?ha, that's great!" The smile on the corner of Seresi's mouth widened, and her bones rattled as if she was excited, "Let me taste it, I haven't tasted that sweet taste in a long time!"

Caterina couldn't help but take a step back, she now realized that this guy was terrifying.

Sven gritted his teeth and shouted a loud order to the soldiers, "Fire!"

The order to open fire echoed through the cafeteria, however, none of the soldiers gave Swain a response.

Caterina turned her head in surprise and glanced at the soldiers.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. Sinjid's voice suddenly came from the crowd of soldiers, "I think it may be that Mr. Dakosda's proposition suits me and my men." ”

Sven's icy eyes immediately fell on Sinjid in the crowd, and then he shook off Thressi with great agility, and at the same time bypassed the soldiers who stood in his way, grabbed Alexander, and took the emperor under his control.

"Betray me, are you sure of that?"

"Anyway," Sinjid shrugged, "at least in terms of numbers, I'm pretty sure." ”

"Numbers?" Sven clenched his fists, "you're so sure?"

"And what about you?" Sinjid narrowed his eyes and stared at Swain tightly, "What are you so confident about, what makes you so sure?"

"I'm enough on my own. Swain unbuttoned his collar and looked at Sinjid with contempt, "You think you have a lot of people, then come on, see how many of your people are enough for me to fight." ？”

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In the office of the War Department, Guderian and his staff officers were busy nervously, constantly shuttling between the telegraph machine and the conference table, almost everyone had sweat on their foreheads, and the entire War Department was immersed in an extremely unsettling atmosphere.

"Have you found out the origin of the army that attacked Tiamat Palace?" asked Guderian as soon as he saw a staff officer walk in.

"Not yet. The staff officer wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed the telegram in his hand to Guderian, "This is a telegram from Baron O'Brien, the Munster army is already on its way to Tiamat Palace, and it is expected that they will arrive in another hour." ”

"An hour ......," Guderian gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the conference table in front of him, "By that time, the situation in Tiamat Palace will be irreparable...... No, I'm afraid it's already very irreparable now, that army of unknown origin has been attacking Tiamat Palace for so long, I'm afraid they have already controlled Tiamat Palace, after all, the current defense in the palace is too weak. ”

Guderian paced restlessly around the conference table, his anxiety contagious from him to everyone here.

"Where is the Imperial Capital Garrison, where is Count Jericho's position now?"

The staff officers scrambled to look for the telegram from the pile of papers in their hands.

"Ti and Tiamat Palace did not convey rescue instructions to the Imperial Capital garrison at the time of the attack, and Count Jericho did not know about this until we gave an order to all the troops in the Imperial Capital, and he is now trying his best to lead his troops to ......"

The corners of Guderian's mouth twitched, and he immediately understood why Alexander did this, obviously, His Majesty the Emperor did not trust the Earl of Glamorgan, whom he had just canonized, especially when the other party's surname was Jericht.

"Urge them to march quickly, if there is any mistake in the Tiamat Palace, no one can escape the blame, such a shame must be borne by us soldiers with our lives!"

"Yes!" the staff officer replied hurriedly, and then hurried to the telegraph operator.

Guderian crouched over the map, carefully looking at every corner of the terrain. His gaze inadvertently swept over Glamorgan next to Deweide, and then subconsciously thought of Ernest.

"That's right!" he snapped to his mind, as it seemed that there was a special banquet going on in Glamorgan today.

"Quick! send someone to find out, Glamorgan, go and find out what is going on in Gowelenburg!" Guderian shouted at his men, and his nervous expression also affected his subordinates, making these already nervous staff officers tremble, and without thinking about it, they did what Guderian ordered.

"Jericha, Jericho......" Guderian's mouth kept muttering the last name, and his palms clenched and loosened repeatedly, "could it be him?"

Just as Guderian was haunted by his own myths, another piece of news came through the telegraph.

"Your Excellency!" the staff officer absurdly handed a telegram to Guderian, "Your Excellency the Prime Minister has sent the latest news from Govélenburg, and Count Jericho has not appeared in Govélenburg!"

"What!" Guderian's face became more and more ugly, his mind racing in his mind, and he was almost completely sure of the identity of the rebels.

"Immediately let the Imperial Capital garrison speed up its march, no, wait a minute!" Guderian's order came to an end, and he interrupted himself, "Count Jericho......? Damn!"

He slammed the table again.

"Let O'Brien march, I want him to appear at Tiamat Palace right away, right away!"

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Sven's claws tore apart once more of a soldier standing in his way, and Sinjid's soldiers, who were good against the Royal Guard, were a little less effective against Swain.

Of course, the current Sven can't deal with so many soldiers as easily as before, after he was cursed and sealed by Young's bullet, he can't use enough magic to cast powerful spells, so he can only use the most ordinary methods now, with the magic that he can still cast, one by one to solve those eyesores.

Sven gasped for breath, right now, he was almost exhausted from using some simple magic, the emptiness of the magic in his body was something he had never felt in so long, the powerless emptiness seemed to have been tearing at his soul, and the hunger in his soul could not be eliminated.

"Hah, how long can you hold out?" Sinjid smiled contemptuously as he looked at Swain, whose eyes were no longer respectful, "You still have to protect the two behind you." Oh, isn't it ironic that an emperor of an empire, a princess of an empire, two of the most honorable people in this country, are now a burden to you?"

"It doesn't really matter who's standing behind me. Swain's face was cut by a soldier's bayonet, but his stiff face was still expressionless, still staring at Sinjid indifferently, "At least, I have something to fight for, and you, nothing." How do you survive in this lonely world for someone who blindly follows others?"

"It's a pity, I'm alive and well now, and there's nothing wrong with it. Sinjid brushed his dirty hair over his forehead with his fingers, his gaze still so annoying, "And you? In my opinion, you're going to be bad." ”

Thresy picked her teeth at the sidelines, not at all trying to make a sound or make a move.

Swain's gaze glanced at Thressi's side, and though he was exhausted and out of breath, he still hadn't let his guard down on Thressie, who had already suffered two losses on Thresi Dakosda.

"Karin. Sven clenched the black feather in his hand as he took two steps back, "Be careful. ”

Caterina was stunned, she didn't immediately understand what Swain meant.

"Watch my captive, and, be careful, watch out for that skeleton's sneak attack. ”

Caterina couldn't help but look at Seresi and nodded hesitantly.

"The price of betrayal is very heavy, Sinjid, you have betrayed twice, do you think that you can go unpunished?"

"Oh, that came out of your mouth really makes me want to laugh!" Sinjid held his belly and put on a smile of laughter, "Why did I betray Michel VII, isn't it all your credit?"

"Why, then, did you dare to betray me, and whose credit is it this time?"

"It's your own credit, Lord Count. Sinjid narrowed his eyes, his eyes showed deep hatred, "It's not thanks to you, it's you who ruined the death puppet I carefully built, it was you who broke my heart, so, since then I know, you don't care, you don't care about the dreams I pursue, you have been deceiving me with the secret of 'Holmonx', using me, and now you think I deserve to be punished for betraying you?

"That's why you betrayed me?do you want me to believe this ridiculous reason?" Swain lowered his hand, letting the sharp black feather fall to his leg, "In that case, then you should pay the price for your ridiculous self-ssonance." ”

"The self-mourner. ”