Compared to the one man and one dog who are heading to the central square.

At this time, the central square was already crowded with onlookers.

The public meeting, however, was held in front of a large public, and naturally there were no requirements for the onlookers, and the civilians and cultivators who rushed to hear the news from all around almost surrounded the square in three circles, and the guards who maintained order in the venue alone could not allocate more than a thousand people.

Horace stood calmly in the inner circle of the venue, he didn't need to personally command the city defense army to maintain the venue, not to mention that he only planned to be a bystander, and he didn't want to get involved in the royal family and other forces, and this was also under the premise of absolute strength, otherwise with his behavior of letting people into the city without permission yesterday, Charles III would not spare him.

Except for Santa Mata Academy, almost all the powerhouses in Wangcheng are here, and the reason why they are called powerhouses is naturally all at the golden level, including the heads of various families, as well as the heads of organizations who have traveled thousands of miles due to the demon hunting trial.

Those foreign mercenary groups and adventurer organizations, among which there are many golden powerhouses in the leader, among which the silver rank accounts for the majority, this level of group organization is not available in the third-class kingdom, and they are also 'special care' by the palace, and Demps personally leads the troops to strictly guard to prevent this group of people from making trouble during the meeting.

The princes and nobles were already seated, and the Duke of Balke, the Marquis of Terence, and other figures, all of them were in the second place, leaving only one lord in the most prominent position, and that was the throne that belonged to the king.

"His Majesty the King is here. ”

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and the venue of thousands of people was noisy at first, and then immediately fell silent, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

It was a high king, they were just commoners, and they only groveled in the face of the king, so they naturally did not dare to make noise on such occasions.

The procession of the royal palace slowly marched towards the central square.

The guard, composed entirely of silver knights, lined up at the outermost level of the procession, kept the king safe at all times, and in the middle of the procession was a carriage.

The carriage of the royal family is naturally not comparable to that of idle people, and it is not ordinary horses that drive the carriage, but three majestic unicorns.

The three unicorns were all third-level magical beasts, and after domestication, they were used by the royal family as a means of transportation for the king.

The civilians looked at the carriage, their eyes were full of envy, those three 'horses' were really majestic, if they could drive such a magical beast around in front of everyone, this life would not be in vain.

"Greetings to His Majesty. ”

A middle-aged man who is in front of the lords, leading the way to greet Charles III.

Under the leadership of Angus, all the magnates, including the commoners, saluted Charles III respectfully, and only those few mercenary groups and adventurer organizations were unmoved in the face of the king's honor guard, and even showed disdain.

"Hmph, it's just a small third-class kingdom, and it's still engaged in this kind of battle. ”

The man who spoke had a big waist and a round waist, was wearing an animal skin shirt, revealing a knotted muscle, and his shiny bald head was extremely eye-catching in the crowd, and he was a character who was not easy to provoke at first glance.

"Huh. ”

The young man standing beside the bald head chuckled lightly with his arms folded over his chest, but anyone could see the mockery in his eyes.

"If you're the head of a country, you have to put on a show. ”

Who knew that the young man's remark caused even more dissatisfaction among the bald man.

"Hmph, in our Tadak Kingdom, he's not even a fart. ”

Demps, who was standing not far away, involuntarily put his right palm on the hilt of the sword, and he was even more eager to draw his sword immediately at this time and kill this group of arrogant guys, but it's a pity.... He couldn't.

The bald man and the young man, although they seem ordinary, are the leaders of the two mercenary groups, although the Norton Kingdom also has mercenary groups, but just compare with these two, they have an opinion.

The bald man is from the Tadak Kingdom, and the young man is from the Nisut Kingdom, both of these kingdoms are second-class kingdoms, and the strength of these two people is at the golden level, if Demps fights alone, he may not be able to defeat one person, not to mention that the golden powerhouses in this group of organizational forces account for at least six or seven, no wonder the king attaches so much importance to it.

Demps let out a long sigh and looked at the young knight in the inner circle of the room, with a bit of reverence and composure in his eyes.

As long as he is alone, whether it is a bald man or a young man, or other gold-level powerhouses, he will definitely not make trouble here, otherwise the sword in the hands of the first master of Wangcheng will definitely not be a joke.

Not to mention......

Amid the cheers of the people, Charles III slowly took his seat.

At this time, even a group of mercenary groups did not say much, the leader of the mercenary group like a bald man, stared at the middle-aged king with complicated eyes, this demon hunting trial they were restricted by the secret realm, and did not enter in person, but the mercenaries under their command actively participated in the trial, and as a result, they suffered heavy losses.

They are all waiting for an explanation.

However, after the king was seated, the meeting did not begin, and even Charles III himself waited quietly with the others.

Boom! Boom!

Three salutes, fired into mid-air.

A dazzling light came from the sky, like the holy light of all beings, pouring on everyone's faces.

"Yes.... Holy Cult Army!"

The outermost civilians, who had already seen a uniform army, were slowly entering the venue.

"That's right, it's them. ”

This group of soldiers, whether in terms of weapons and equipment, or the momentum faintly exuded from their bodies, was by no means comparable to the elite troops of the kingdom, two unicorns with pure white bodies and no miscellaneous hair, carrying two knights at the forefront of the army.

Next to him is the new Golden Knight who was ordered to protect the Wilson family, Louis.

Seeing Louis, who was young and handsome, not only in a high position but also strong, a large number of women had already jumped up excitedly, and if it weren't for the scene, they would have flocked to it.

In front of him was the leader of the Holy Sect Army.

Fifth Order Golden Knight, Isidore.

The appearance of the Holy Cult Army did not raise the atmosphere of the entire venue to the peak.

The status of the Holy See in the entire continent is unquestionable, far from being comparable to that of a country entrenched on one side, and most of the girls' heart's desire is to marry a young knight of the Holy Order.

Contrary to the public's reaction, there are several major mercenary groups.

Even the bald man and the others looked at the Holy Sect Army with a strong sense of jealousy.

If they provoke the Holy Cult Army, even if they don't have ten lives to live, and for some reason, their relationship with the Holy Cult Army is not friendly.

Because of this, even if their subordinates suffered heavy losses in the trial, these major mercenary groups still maintained great restraint and did not directly attack the royal family.

After all, in the Norton Kingdom, there are still Holy Cult Army.