"We're going to have to start preparing!" was the first thing Seya said when he came to his senses.

Everyone in the room knows the serious crisis that Tekken Castle is currently facing. In order to fight Fiona, almost all of the Royal Guards were dispatched, and now there were less than 4,000 guards left in the city, and most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled reservists still in training.

Such an army would not be able to withstand the mighty army of the undead for long!

The Queen Mother and Cuthbert nodded.

"How many days do we have to prepare?"

"Less than ten days!" Cuthbert sighed, "The closest unit to us is the Royal First Regiment under your father's command, you must immediately change the pursuit order and ask him to rush to Iron Fist Castle as soon as possible to participate in the defense!"

"I hope he's still in time!" the Queen Mother also sighed: "The First Corps is at least eight days away from us, and when he receives the order of the messenger and then turns around and heads north, the army of the undead may have already arrived in the city!"

"Can you use the Raven to make a notification? it will save the Courier time on the road!" said Seya in a faint voice.

"I'm afraid not!" Cuthbert shook his head: "The letter crows can only fly to a fixed place, they don't automatically look for the recipient in the air!, Your Majesty the Queen Mother, maybe it's time to consider moving the capital!"

"Yes, let's move to Standwick Castle, the capital of the Geffenhardt dynasty, and its defenses are no less than those of Tekken!"

"I'm not going to run away without even seeing the enemy!" "Seya struggled to get up: "Don't mention the matter of moving the capital again! Since this is the capital of Erathia, we must hold on to it, and there is no way back!"

"Saiya ......"

"Mother, don't talk about it, the whole of Erathia is watching Iron Fist Castle, I can't let them lose their fighting spirit and faith!"

The Queen Mother reluctantly turned to Cuthbert and said, "Draft an order, Prime Minister!"

Cuthbert wrote at his desk, then handed the letter to Thea.

Saiya signed his name with a trembling hand, then sealed the letter with red wax and stamped it with the seal of the king.

"Tell the messenger that no matter how many horses run and die, get the letter to Commander Kendall as soon as possible!"

"Mother, please accompany me to the Priest's Tower, I need to talk to the Nobel High Priest, he may be able to give some advice!"

"Okay!" the Queen Mother looked at the pale Seya worriedly and said, "Can you still hold on?"

"I must hold on!" Sea's eyes flashed with determination.

The most magnificent building in Tekken Castle is the Masman's Tower, which is built on a hillside, just a cut short of the palace and large enough to overlook most of the castle.

A few months ago, it was a mess. Due to the fact that the previous king, Kendall, liked to fight with real knives and guns, and did not like to use magic very much, the Priest's Tower and the Academy of Magic were not taken seriously enough, so they gradually declined. But now a sea change has taken place! All thanks to the Chosen One, Prince Regent of Erathia, but does it really work for him to spend so much money on it?

Around the hillside is a large factory building. The furnace in the factory is red, the steel flowers are splashing, and the sound of clanging banging fills the ears, and people walk here, and only by pulling their throats and talking loudly can they be heard.

Further up is a different story. Countless monks in brown and blue robes sat quietly around the stone house, while a white-robed monk walked through it, occasionally telling everyone to be careful and meticulous in their movements.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Queen Mother, I didn't expect you two to deign to come to this place!" the Nobel High Priest hurriedly ran over.

"Please take us to the Priest's Tower, I have something important to talk to you about!" Seya nodded slightly to the High Priest.

Shaman Tari is simply a sea of books. Many monks are indulging in the thick tomes, oblivious to everything that is happening around them.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty!" the High Priest scratched his head and said, "The Academy of Magic is now divided into two factions, the academy is in favor of practicing magic, while the reformers are more willing to explore the unknown and arm their minds with new knowledge!"

"Inheritance and innovation are the main ways we explore the world and acquire knowledge. I think they're all right, but they're going in different directions. Thea nodded.

"You're right!" agreed, "but it's a pity that they are not as wise as you, and they are always attacking each other, one saying that the other is not doing their job, while the other is retorting that they are dogmatic and only know how to stick to the old ways...... I've been stunned by their arguing!Well, it's already here, you two please come in!" The High Priest pushed open the door to his office.

To Saiya's surprise, hearing that the army of the undead was about to march to the city, the Nobel High Priest was not only not nervous, but his face was full of joy: "Your Majesty, you can leave this task to me, I will definitely annihilate them all under the Iron Fist Castle!"

"Oh my God, Your Excellency the High Priest!" said the Queen Mother in surprise, "This is about the lives of nearly 200,000 people in the city!

"Yes, I've done a lot of calculations and experiments! I'm sure I can do it!"

"Tell me, what else do you need?" said Thea, who seemed to believe him very much.

"Give me back a thousand soldiers, I need them to help me carry things and make some miscellaneous items. ”

"I'll give you the order right away, and you'll get the person you want right away!" Seya nodded.

The High Priest was very pleased. He sent away Saiya and the Queen Mother with a smile on his face, and immediately got busy. All the blacksmiths and monks began to assemble in the clearing.

"Do you really believe him so much?" the Queen Mother said worriedly: "You are entrusting the lives of 200,000 people to this person!"

"I'm not believing in him, I'm trusting another person!" Saiya's face was a little sad: "He always surprises people!"

Of course, the Queen Mother understood who the other person Seiya was referring to. That man is the Chosen One, the Venerable Prince Regent of Erathia, the husband of Queen Saiya, and the Judge of Death today!

"But he's now on the opposite side of us! Seya, you...... Are you ready?"

"What if...... If he's really hopeless, I, I'll only ......" Seya burst into tears.

The Queen Mother couldn't help but hug her daughter tightly.

Seeing that the soldiers stationed on the city walls began to get busy, the inhabitants of Iron Fist Castle had uneasy expressions on their faces.

One after another, large iron chimneys were carried up the city wall by the soldiers at the shouts, and then set up at the firing docks, pointing diagonally to the large flat ground below the mountain. One after another oak barrels were sent to the castle.

All the priests and blacksmiths in the Shaman's Tower marched up the city walls in a long procession.

"What are they doing? Could it be that Her Majesty is going to have a picnic on the city walls?"

"Don't you see the nervousness on their faces?"

"Oh my God, they're preparing for war!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Fiona's demon army has been driven away by us!"

"Could it be that Dia's Sandru is attacking?"

"There's Her Royal Highness Princess Catherine and Prince Roland stationed there on the Dia border! I don't believe Sandru can defeat Her Royal Highness Princess Catherine!"

"Maybe it's the army of the undead from the north coming! Have you heard, that terrible army is commanded by the Chosen One himself!"

"Bah! you still call him the Chosen One? damn it, you should call him the Death Judge now!"

There was a loud bang on the city walls! In the midst of the whistling, there was also a thunderous sound outside the city! Then a few more sounds, and thick smoke could be seen billowing from the city walls.

"Hey, is there thunder? But the sun is still high in the sky!"

"What a countryman you are!" said the man who replied disdainfully, "what kind of invention is that the Nobel High Priest is tinkering with, and don't you hear such a sound very often? We residents who live under the Priest's Tower often hear this sound from the top of the mountain, and even children are accustomed to it!"

"Maybe the Nobel priest is trying to call for a downpour with thunder, causing a flash flood to wash away the damned undead!"

"Maybe......"

"The gods of heaven have long abandoned us, and now we can only defeat our enemies with our own hands!"

"But there weren't many soldiers in the castle...... Whether it is the army of the undead in the east or the north, the total number is more than 100,000!"

"Oh my God! I don't believe these gray-bearded veterans, or hairy lads with yellow hairs on their lips, can hold this castle! Blacksmiths and priests are not bad, but they are too few in number!"

"You see, Her Majesty is also on the city walls!"

"Her face looked pale......"

"She's pregnant, you know? I don't think her face is white!"

"I need to hurry home and lead my family out of this place!"

"You're such a coward that Her Majesty hasn't left, so she's sure there's a way to defeat the enemy!"

"Yes, I believe in her too!"

The loud noise finally stopped. The Nobel High Priest and his men were busy in the fields below the mountain, recording things from time to time.

"If the Death Adjudicator were to lead the army across the castle, where do you think he and his generals should stand?" said the Nobel High Priest to a sudden pause.

"It should be in the direction of the castle gate, out of the trebuchet's firing distance!"

"That's how it should be!" the high priest nodded, and then said, "Go to the castle alone, and tell the trebuchet to fire a few more stones!

The High Priest let out a long sigh as he watched one of the cadets run towards the castle.

"Your Excellency High Priest, what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about the Chosen One!" Nobel sighed, "he will surely die under his own invention! Alas, what a pity!"

"I don't think there's anything to be sorry for! He's become an enemy of the people, and no one wants him to die at once!"

"I said you just don't understand! This kid always has a lot of new ideas in his head, and every idea has the potential to change the whole world! It's a pity that I haven't been in contact with him for too long, and he still has a lot of ideas that he hasn't said!"

Nobel looked at the setting sun on the horizon and no longer wanted to speak.

At this moment, there was a sudden whistling sound in the sky.

"Oh, what do they say, they will fight us, aren't they afraid to stone us to death?" the shamans fled in a hurry.

Seya looked at the shamans running around in the fields, and his heart immediately rose to his throat. She shouted, "Stop!

The only one who didn't run around was the Nobel High Priest. He looked up at the sky and estimated the impact point. By the time the huge boulder roared and the ground trembled, he had already run near the landing point.

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