When Martin was an incarnate of domestic affairs experts, he was busy in the dark.

Kot, the royal capital of Bakaria, this gorgeous city is definitely the crystallization of human civilization on the continent of Kaos. The walls are presented in pure white tones all year round, giving a pure enjoyment.

Whichever way you get to Kotte, when the white walls come into view, you will be on a broad road that can accommodate four carriages in parallel.

Along the road, there will be a statue of a knight every 100 meters. Underneath the lifelike statue, a wide plaque will record how glorious the statue's owner was. Walking on this 'knight's road', even the most humble people will be fascinated by these great knights.

However, at the top of this beautiful pure white city, in the knightly city that countless people yearn for, King Keane is pacing back and forth.

Next to it is the Throne of the Thousand Blades, which belongs only to the Bakaria royal family. Legend has it that the first king of Bakaria, Reinhas, forged this throne with a thousand weapons of the head of a conquered clan or tribe.

Whether there are a thousand or not is unknown. Visually, there are scimitars, double-edged axes, long swords, and short daggers...... There are both intricately crafted weapons and sharp blades with the brutal style of orcs.

It took three years for the Witches of the West, who had been loyal to the king since the founding of Bakaria, to melt the thousand blades into a throne and present them to the king as a gift for the founding of Bakaria.

It's just that King Keane, who is supposed to sit on the throne of a thousand blades and is admired by all the people, is in a state of restlessness.

"Maridza, am I crazy! The lion would push the cub off a cliff, but I threw a cub down. I didn't do it voluntarily!" King Keane was once hailed as the greatest knight of Bakaria.

Today, the greatest knight is sixty-five years old, with a pale beard and a waist like a bucket. He could no longer put on the armor of his youth, except that his eyes were still sharp, and as long as he pulled off his gorgeous clothes, he was no different from any old man on the street of the royal capital.

The lady known as Mary Zhuo is a red-haired witch. A low-cut red velvet robe like a tuxedo, but embroidered with mysterious magical runes. She held a short-handled staff in her right hand and a thick magic book in her left hand, on which the blue five-pointed star symbol shimmered mysteriously from time to time.

She may have been a beautiful woman, but the years have left its mark on her face, and when she smiles, she reveals a wrinkled face, and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, telling the fact that she is over forty years old.

Mary Zhuo raised her head slightly: "My Majesty, please calm down." This is the best way to protect Martin Lorraine that we have unanimously discussed. If he doesn't go around the territory left by Duke Bart Lorraine, even if you are the king, you have no right to keep his title. At the Knights' Conference, if any of the Golden Horse knights propose to be executed for desertion, Your Majesty you will not be able to refuse. ”

"I know, hell! I know!" Keane spat hard and turned to look at the other knight, "Carlos?"

This is a middle-aged knight of about forty years old with golden helmet and golden armor, his head is gray, and he has a typical military-like national face. He holds his helmet in his right hand and rests on the hilt of his sword with his left hand at all times. The straight stick is like a loose stick, but it feels like a bow.

As long as there is an order from the king, he will slash in front of the enemy at the speed of an arrow at any time, and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

"Your Majesty, the 'Horse' and the 'Barracuda' are already in place, and unless Lorrainburg falls overnight, Martin Lorraine will be rescued. ”

"Hell, I hope so. That's thousands of greenskins. Without using the words of the kingdom's main force...... King Keane bit the nail of his right thumb vigorously.

At this moment, the gate of the palace opened, and a herald knight strode in.

Before he could speak, the king said, "Has Martin Lorraine rescued him?"

"No, Your Majesty, it's ......"

The king suddenly lost control of his emotions: "Oh-oh my God, what will I see when I die--if I hadn't had him, I would have died a long time ago, and I would have pushed his son into hell now...... "With that, King Keane clung to the armrest of the Throne of the Thousand Blades, and almost cried on the spot.

The herald knight said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, Lorraine Castle has won a great victory!"

"Defeat, right? Tell me, how many people survived, I can accept it in my heart...... Huh, wait, what are you talking about!?"

At this time, in the snickering laughter of his cronies, the old king finally realized that something was wrong.

For the avoidance of misunderstanding, at the court of Bartolia, when the knights were ordered to enter the temple, the helmet tassels were customary: black tassels were used for defeats, yellow tassels were used for ordinary battles, and white tassels symbolized the white pegasus of the kingdom's mascot for great victories.

Now, the herald knight is obviously using white tassels!

"Isn't that ......?" the king was stunned.

The herald knight was excited: "I received news this morning, three days ago, Lord Martin Lorraine led all the soldiers and civilians of Lorraine to ambush the orc army with a fire meter, killing more than 6,000 orcs, of which about 2,00......0 orcs"

At this moment, not only the king, but also the witches Maridzé and General Carlos showed shocked expressions. When they heard that Martin had killed a troll in public, their mouths opened wide and they couldn't close them.

No one knows better than them how weak Lorrainburg is. After repeated questioning by the king, they even recited the names of every remaining knight and knight servant in Lorraineburg.

Unexpectedly, under the leadership of Martin, Lorrainburg not only defeated the strong with the weak, but also played such a shocking victory.

Is this kid more than a genius?

If you really want to blow it, even if you deduct the title of the god of war on his head, it won't be much worse.

This record is so exaggerated that even the king does not want to believe it.

"Wait, there's nothing wrong with the information, is it?" asked King Keane tentatively.

Carlos stepped forward to take the herald's parchment, and said, "The information is correct, this is Bao Wenqing's handwriting." And when the information came out, Lorraine Fort was already cleaning the battlefield, and I heard that in the next two days, the head of the orcs would be presented to His Majesty. The preliminary count of the first level is no less than 4,000. Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Merit can be faked, but the head cannot be faked.

After all, fresh orcs can't get their hands on them.

King Keane was literally pulled from hell to heaven in an instant, and this great happiness made the king not come back to his senses for a long time.

As if not believing him, King Keane strode down the stairs of the throne and read the information over and over again.

"Haha! I knew that Bart's bastard son wouldn't be so useless! Isn't that very powerful!Hahaha-haha-so much better than my family pups!