What neither Mason nor Lawrence expected was that Leo had foreseen the problem of internal stability long before he set out for the expedition. Just when they gathered the nobles to form a private army, the Iga ninja army, who had been secretly watching, saw everything they had done.

"Twitter~, these damned Lorraine nobles dare to openly betray their masters and plot to overthrow the Kingdom of Pritz, they must be killed!" Karasyu, who received the information from the Iga ninja, kept waving the scepter in his hand and screaming in a hurry.

"Don't worry!" a cold voice came from Caraxiu's side, and immediately caused the excited Carlaxiu to stop as if he had put out the fire.

With the sound of metal grinding against his armor, Achilles walked up to Carasius and raised his hand to take the information over and take a closer look. Caraxiu didn't seem to care about Achilles' arrogant actions at all, but instead presented the information with both hands in a flattering manner. This cunning goblin knew that Achilles' status in the Kingdom of Pritz and Leo's importance were extremely high, and if he could get Achilles right, he could be put on top at the critical moment of the battle to reduce the goblin's losses.

"Don't rush out, let all these rebels jump out first, and then we'll catch them all again, so as not to miss anything!" Although Achilles is not as resourceful as Mage Merlin, he is also a battle-hardened demigod warrior after all, and he is still somewhat sure of this situation.

"Tsk~, okay, then follow your orders, Lord Achilles, but when they all gather to start a rebellion, you will have to rely on your strong force to deter them!" Karasyu agreed kindly, and at the same time did not forget to pat Achilles's ass, and fooled him to take the lead by the way.

Achilles glanced at Karashu with slanted eyes, shook his head slightly, and said coldly: "No, these rebels will be handed over to you." I'm targeting the dark councils in the shadows, and this kind of little minions don't deserve to be by me!"

Caraxiu's big eyes rolled a few times in his sockets, and he continued with a smile on his face: "Obviously, these rebels are the ghosts of the Dark Council, maybe those guys from the Dark Council will appear together!"

Achilles still shook his head, disagreeing with Carasius's words, his cold appearance that was not close to people made Caraxiu feel disgusted.

In the days that followed, it turned out that Caraxiu's guess was incorrect. The rebels gathered by General Lawrence openly rebelled in the then King of Lorraine, now the province of Lorraine, and they defeated the city patrol of less than a few hundred men in a short period of time by virtue of their familiarity with the city and the infiltration of the town hall and the patrols. During this time, the dark mages of the Dark Council did not move at all.

In a farm less than five miles outside Lorraine, after listening to the information of the Iga ninja about the rebellion in Lorraine, Achilles glanced at Karaxiu lightly, and said with an expressionless face: "The rebellion of Lorraine will be handed over to your Goblin Legion, you must extinguish this rebellion as quickly as possible, and the people involved in the rebellion will be killed directly, and there must be no future trouble!"

"Yes, Lord Achilles, are you ...... Do you want to come with us to Lorraine?" asked Carasieu, still with some reluctance.

"I'm going to find out where the rats of the Dark Council are hiding, the rebellion in Lorraine is just a small matter, and the Dark Council is the main goal of our trip!"

After saying that, Achilles turned to the Iga ninja who sent the information and ordered: "Go all out to find the traces of those dark mages, put all the people into it, and be sure to pull them out!"

"Don't worry, Hyakji Yukishige Shinobi personally sat in Pritz City and ordered all the Iga ninjas to go out, I believe that there will be traces of those dark mages soon!"

For these ninjas in the shadows, although Achilles looked down on them a little, he had to admit that they were indeed talents to be reckoned with in terms of intelligence gathering and some special aspects.

At this time in the city of Lorraine, General Lawrence and his private army had completely occupied the town hall, which was formerly the palace of Lorraine. He has captured or killed all of Pritz's municipal office workers, and the patrols are becoming less and less able to resist, with only a few diehards fleeing through the complicated city streets.

"Hahaha! I don't think long after, I, Lawrence, will return to the palace again, and the Lawrence family will rise from here, and you will share the glory with the new Lorraine Kingdom!"

As soon as he entered the palace hall, General Lawrence unceremoniously sat on the throne, which was the place where King Fairman sat here and ordered Lawrence, but now Lawrence sat on it, this incomparable satisfaction made General Lawrence swell, and between the words, he simply thought of himself as the new King of Lorraine.

However, among the rebels, although the nobles who were attached to General Lawrence were jealous, after all, General Lawrence was the initiator and actual controller of this rebellion, and the royal family of Lorraine had no inheritance, and a new king was inevitable. Once General Lawrence becomes king, then the nobles who followed him to launch a rebellion will inevitably become the meritorious family of New Lorraine, and the benefits can be imagined, so no nobleman dares to jump out against it for a while.

In the crowd, Earl Mason looked at the satisfied General Lawrence with disdain. The rebellion was not over, the patrols were not completely cleared, and even the city defenses were not fully controlled, and the Lawrence general was triumphantly fantasizing about the king, which was a little too unrealistic. And in Count Mason's heart, it was a little strange that it all went so smoothly. In the depths of his heart, there is always a hint of unreality and crisis, as if everything came too easily, and some of it is like a trap.

Soon, the heralds who hurried in from outside confirmed Count Mason's fears.

"General Lawrence!Your Excellency, No, no," shouted the panting herald as he ran.

General Lawrence couldn't help but sink his face when he heard the constant shouts from far and near, and he scolded loudly: "What's wrong! It's inexplicable!"

The herald strode into the main hall, and when he looked up at General Lawrence on the throne, he didn't care to salute, and said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency, the private army is under attack when it takes over the city wall!"