Highland Palace

In this modest reception hall, which was now crowded with people at the moment by the news from Glamorgan, nobles, warriors, and clergymen stood in a disorderly manner on both sides of the hall, and at the end of the splendid curtain was the king who sat on the throne, Gary Fannon II.

"They killed and humiliated our warriors, and bought our scalps for a thousand soles!

A crowd of Celtic warriors with black tattoos on their faces and fur cloaks huddled together, constantly stirring up the king's emotions, and the roar almost toppled the roof of the palace.

"Quiet!"

Inside the curtain, the king slammed the armrest of the throne and let out a thunderous roar:

"You said you would try your best to infiltrate the South, and I agreed. You said you wanted to drive away the group of Rosevians who were trying to put down roots in the south, and I agreed. Then, when you said that you wanted to save those people who were facing hanging, I agreed. And then we've lost more than twenty high-ranking fighters, we have lost Bishop Harden, and we've lost a great opportunity to continue infiltrating the South!"

“......”

Being so angrily reprimanded by King Gary, the warriors who had been shouting for war before stopped talking, and drooped their heads one by one, like a castrated bull.

"Now, you're clamoring for war with Rosevia, have you forgotten how we got to this continent, are you trying to ruin the country?"

The white-haired king became more and more agitated as he spoke, and at once he stood up from his throne and lifted the curtains on both sides. walked directly in front of everyone on the bright red carpet:

"Can anyone tell me. How to clean up the current situation. ”

The old man's loud voice echoed between the walls. The Celtic warriors shrank their heads, and the nobles looked at each other, and after a long time, the eldest prince Kenneth suddenly stood up:

"I don't think it's necessary, the Rossvia don't add to our flattery and don't make a big deal out of such trivial things. ”

He was dressed in a long black robe, with his hands behind his back, and his short pale blonde hair combed into a large shiny back. When he spoke, he was very nasal, with a tone of conceit and arrogance.

As soon as the future prince spoke, Cardinal Yousuf of the Celtic diocese echoed and raised his head:

"Yes, we are now a member of the Liberal Alliance, and Rosevia is a critical time for reform, and has just experienced another tragic war, and has exhausted its energy in the face of the squeeze of the eastern and western fronts, and there is nothing we can do about it. ”

"Your Highness Kenneth is right! We have the support of the entire Free Federation behind us, and we don't need to be afraid of the cunning Rossevians. The Celtic warriors were instantly refreshed.

"It's true that they're not going to march north because of this conflict, but don't forget. Even if that behemoth took a little bit of energy, it could make the entire Highland Kingdom never have peace. ”

The speaker has long, curly pale blonde hair. One of them still dangled in front of his forehead, making his handsome face look cynical, and if it weren't for his fine warrior cloak, most people would have thought of him as a dandy at the ball.

In fact, this man is the heir to the second order of the kingdom, Prince Wallace Fannon, and unlike the strict Prince Kenneth, his usual hobby is to hook up with women, and he has never been involved in any serious business.

"Let me guess what they can do?"

The frivolous prince brushed his toes, and despite the increasingly ugly faces of his listeners, he continued to speak to himself:

"By the way, one day in the future, Hadrian's Wall suddenly cracked and cracked. Monsters swarmed into northern Celtic, destroying everything in their path like locusts crossing the border, and the Highland kingdoms suffered heavy losses. ”

"Such speculation is ridiculous!"

A gorgeously dressed nobleman finally couldn't bear it anymore, because the other party was a prince who was destined to have nothing to do with the royal power, so he didn't have any scruples when he spoke:

"We are more than capable of holding the monsters at bay!"

"So you're admitting that they're perfectly capable of doing such a thing, aren't you?" said King Wallace, shrugging his shoulders and the sarcasm in his voice.

"Let's make a big guess again......"

"Enough!"

King Gary did not let him continue, and looked at the cardinal with a cold face:

"We have already done half of this by attracting the attention of the Rosavians and distracting them to the northern line of defense, in the hope that His Majesty the Pope will not abandon his faithful followers. ”

"Of course, Your Majesty you are doing a good job. The cardinal nodded happily.

"Then I need His Majesty the Pope to make good on his promise that, as my son said, we will not be able to defend ourselves against the conspiracy of Rousseville to fight back without sufficient assistance. ”

"The first aid will arrive soon, so don't worry. Bishop Joseph smiled slightly, stroked his chest and bowed: "The Pope and the King of France will not let the Roseians destroy the Highland Kingdom, this will be the front line of the Cold War. ”

"I beg your pardon. ”

An untimely voice reappeared in the hall, and Prince Wallace, in the posture of a cardinal, bowed exaggeratedly, and said respectfully:

"Do you know why there is such a thing as the Great Wall?"

"Of course, the cowardly Roseians are afraid of us!" replied the Celtic warriors.

"Then why did they become the Middle Empire when they were weak and weak, and we were driven all the way to Celtic from Asia Minor when we were so strong?, by the way, you call this the continent, well, why were we driven to the Celtic continent?" asked the prince with his hands outstretched, his face full of longing.

After these words, the atmosphere of the entire hall stopped in an instant, and people's faces suddenly became gloomy, especially Kenneth and Joseph, whose expressions could already gather a dark cloud.

"Enough is enough, Wallace, you give me to disappear from here at once. The old king broke the silence with an angry roar, and pointed his right hand straight at the door, motioning for the other party to get out of here.

"They didn't build the Great Wall to defend, but to block our retreat, divide and erode our land, and suffocate our remaining strength within the Great Wall!"

Prince Wallace walked to the center of the hall and continued sharply:

"Hundreds of years ago, we withdrew from the Atrium Lands, lost half of Celtic Island, and looked at the stretch of the Great Wall, but laughed at the cowardice of the enemy. Hundreds of years later, you still can't tell the difference between offense and defense, and you are willing to act as a pawn of the Free Alliance! I think this highland kingdom will be finished sooner or later!"

"Guards, drag this madman out!"

King Gary trembled with anger, took off the crown on his head, and slammed it on the other man's skull. (To be continued......)