In the void, an evil force descended, knocking Duke Ross away with a palm.

Archbishop Loren, who had not slept at night, was standing in the main nave of St. Hilde's Cathedral with his hands behind his back, under the statue of the Golden Oak, overlooking the neatly arranged rows of benches made of precious wood in front of him.

For many years, the main hall was filled with devout believers every Sunday.

As for Archbishop Loren himself, wearing a magnificent robe, surrounded by a large group of clergy, standing here, holding the sacred scriptures in his hand, preaching the greatness of the Mu to these pious lambs of Mu, and spreading glory on the hearts of the believers.

The closest to the Archbishop of Loren, in the first row of benches, sat the most devout and highest-ranking believers in the port of Tulun.

Among them are the heads of the Wells family, the head of the Doren family, and the head of the Haydn family...... And the one who recently managed to reach the top, the big head of the Ritu family.

They listen to the hadith, receive the glory, and then drop cheques of large denominations into the offering box. Occasionally, they would donate in-kind items directly to the cathedral. The ornate robes made of precious silk brocade, the crowns made of pure gold and inlaid with precious stones and pearls, and even the gold nuggets and bricks used to add branches and leaves to the golden oak icons......

The port of Tulum is rich and rich.

So Archbishop Loren lived here very nourished, very nourished. To put it bluntly, his enjoyment here is comparable to that of the emperors of some of the powerful countries of Metland...... Even some emperors who were a little more frugal did not have such luxury as him.

But......

"It's unfair!" Archbishop Loren muttered to himself: "Rafa's fault has nothing to do with me, why should I be jointly and severally responsible?" ”

"Because of my years of inactivity, because of my years of weakness and incompetence, the glory of my Lord cannot shine on the southern diocese of the Delenn Empire?"

"Am I doing nothing?"

"Am I weak and incompetent?"

"Excuses, all excuses...... Interests, all because of damn interests! ”

"Ah, how can you do that? How can this be done? Let me return to Daba, let me be 'promoted' from a bishop of a grand diocese to 'promote' to abbot of an ascetic? ”

"A worn-laden ascetic robe made of boiled water, dry bread, and burlap?"

Archbishop Loren gasped for breath, and streams of pale golden flames like substance continued to erupt from his body, and the temperature of the entire main hall rose rapidly.

'Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Ding', a series of dense soft chirps sounded.

Archbishop Loren turned abruptly and looked in horror at the hundred-foot-tall golden oak icon behind him—hundreds of golden leaves fell one after another on the shimmering pale icon, like yellow leaves in late autumn, constantly falling to the ground.

The blades made of pure gold have turned pale black!

The other day, the followers of the Spirit of Corruption were haunting the port of Tulum, and the fallen leaves were nothing but gray and white!

And the pale black ......

Archbishop Loren looked at the fallen icon blades with a mysterious expression, he put his hands behind his back, quietly looked at the hundreds of pale black leaves on the ground, and suddenly grinned.

"Aha, may the glory of my Lord...... Oh, I am no longer the parish archbishop of St. Hilde's Cathedral, nor the southern diocese of the Delenn Empire. I must not abuse power, I must not trespass...... As the director of the Dabashan Holy Mountain Ascetic Monastery, it is my job to practice behind closed doors. ”

Archbishop Loren flicked his sleeves, and hundreds of pale black golden oak leaves flew up one after another, and he pinched them into a ball. A stream of golden flames erupted, and the pale black oak leaves quickly melted, turning into bits of gold juice suspended in the palm of his hand.

With five fingers spinning lightly, the gold juice suspended in the palm of the palm turned into a fist-sized golden ball and slowly rotated.

Archbishop Loren sang softly to the tune of a famous opera of revenge of the palace conspiracy composed by a literary giant of the Ice Sea Kingdom on the continent of Medeland, and the pace was light, like a ballerina, almost slippery out of the main hall.

The golden ball of molten gold juice was held in the palm of his hand, and it continued to rotate all the way, reflecting a dazzling light under the candlelight.

When it was dawn, the attacked Yamaguchi military camp was surrounded by water.

The dignitaries of the port of Tulum, from the Duke of Fredet down, the inspector general Vigral, the commander of the garrison of the port of Tulum, the commander of the garrison of the port of Tulum, the president of the district court, Dogram, and the chief of the port of Tulum police, Stein, were all present...... Of course, the seven-member committee headed by Hesse, as well as the mayor and the president of the city council, are indispensable......

The once neat camp was now a mess, the ground was littered with huge footprints left by goblin golems, puddles of congealed blood had turned black and red, and in some places small fragments of human bodies could be seen.

Sticks of special incense sticks were inserted in the nearby soil, wisps of green smoke rose one after another, and a large group of green-headed flies rushed to the green smoke when they smelled the blood, and suddenly fell from the sky in a dark way, their wings and legs twitched, and they could no longer fly into the air.

Duke Ross and a group of bigwigs in Port Tulum stood at the edge of the ruins of the barracks with serious faces, and beside them, rows of body bags made of oilcloth were neatly placed on the ground, and next to each body bag, stood two Imperial soldiers with gloomy faces and bloodshot eyes.

Soldiers and policemen standing nearby could hear the group of bigwigs talking in whispers with anger.

"There is no doubt that this was a premeditated armed aggression."

"This is a grave violation of the covenant signed between our country and the Ice Sea Kingdom."

"I suggest that the consulate of the Kingdom of Ice in the port of Tulum be forcibly expelled. Even, our tactics could be a little more drastic. ”

Duke Ross put his hands behind his back, his fingers playing with the small folding fan, and his gloomy face was silent.

Dragonst, as well as Major General Dolon on the garrison of the island of Garcica, etc., they had a tough attitude and fierce emotions, and they shouted and killed one by one.

The Delen Empire has a strong and proud army that is warlike, belligerent, and even more courageous in battle.

For no reason, one of their own border barracks was attacked, hundreds of good sons and daughters were killed, and the military leaders represented by Longist and Major General Duolong were eager to declare war on the Ice Sea Kingdom now!

Frevice and Lucien stood in the middle of the crowd, their faces haggard, their eyes deep, their lips shriveled, a layer of floating skin sticking to their lips, and their voices hoarse, as if they had a mouthful of sand in their throats.

Frerett was tempted to draw his sword and cut someone.

As a member of the imperial family, he is now the most honorable person in the port of Tulum; As a member of the imperial family, his attitude can be the final word on this 'border attack'.

If he was too tough, it would really trigger a rupture and conflict between the Delenn Empire and the Ice Sea Kingdom, and Frevice would not dare to take this responsibility.

If he is too weak...... Well, the entire Delen Empire, from Her Majesty the Empress to the most ordinary Li Min, will definitely not accept a weak member of the royal family...... If Freret's performance in this incident is too weak, he will undoubtedly destroy his future, and he is likely to be sent directly to the fief by his belligerent and violent imperial grandmother!

Freette put his hands behind his back, his fists clenched, his palms covered with cold sweat, and his mind was in chaos.

Aside from this damn contingency...... Freette subconsciously glanced at Joe, who was standing outside the crowd, a hundred feet away, chatting with a few subordinates.

Damn Fuck Fat Man...... Hanieway and Marcos fell into his hands!

Sorens, who made secret deals with Hanieway and Marcos, also fell into his hands!

Ferret's head ached, and the smell of blood kept coming out of his throat and eyes. He lowered his head in pain and looked at his mud-covered riding boots.

What to do?

What to do?

This damn attack, and ...... Damn Joe...... Incompetent Heniway...... Waste-like Marcos ...... And, that Sorens who should have been thrown into hell for a million years!

Hesse, along with the other six heads of the Council of Seven, as well as the Lord Mayor of the Port of Tulun City Hall, and the President of the City Council, were unanimous in their support of the decision of the Excellency, the General.

If you want to go to war, you need money and money, you need food and food, and you need materials and materials...... The inventory of the warehouse areas in the port of Tulum was enough to support more than three years of fierce war with a million-strong army.

In short, with a cigar in his mouth, his feet spread apart, his hands in front of his chest, and a nonchalant look on his face, Hesse has this attitude - the masters have money, your honorable Excellency, the generals want to play, and the port of Tulun can afford it!

We have money, and we are not afraid of war!

With Hesse's statement, the attitude of generals such as Rungerst and Major General Doron became more and more fierce and tough.

Frevice coughed lightly and looked back at Lucien.

Lucien also coughed lightly, and he said softly and slowly, "Generals, I beg your pardon for having to point out a point...... We do not have a border with the Ice Sea Kingdom, and our powerful army cannot directly wage war with the Ice Sea Kingdom. ”

"As for the navy ......" spread his hands, Lu Xien said helplessly: "The navy is definitely not the opponent of the Ice Sea Kingdom. Just as on land, the Ice Sea Kingdom can never be an opponent of the Empire, this is objective...... Truth! ”

Count Xia Fei, the consul general of the Consulate General of the Ice Sea in Tulun Port, led a few entourages and had a heated argument with several diplomats in the Foreign Affairs Department of Tulun Port.

"No, no, no, the Ice Sea Kingdom and your country are traditional allies, and this is definitely not a deliberate attack."

"A misunderstanding must be a misunderstanding...... Please give us a moment to find out the real cause of this incident. Believe us, we are very sincere and want to find out the real cause of this incident. ”

"I want to speak directly to His Highness Freret...... I would like to speak directly to His Excellency Ross...... Gentlemen, for the sake of the friendship between our two countries, and for the sake of peace on the continent of Medland, let us talk openly and honestly! ”

Count Xia Fei was completely ignorant, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he had no idea what was going on here.

Before dawn, the garrison of Tulun Port rudely knocked on the door of the consulate, and then, Count Xia Fei was 'surprised' to hear that His Excellency Lomond, the eldest grandson of the famous Carter family of the empire, led a group of court knights to completely destroy a border military camp of the Delun Empire!

The benevolent Muteste was on top, and the moment he heard the news, the Count of Chauffy immediately had an indecent physical-physical relationship with Lomond's mother and grandmother!

At that time, the Count of Xia Fei couldn't wait to slaughter Lomond with his own hands!

The sound of horses' hooves was heard quickly, and a gray-white wolf shield glacier flag was rapidly approaching. A voice shouted: "Duke Barbaria, Consul General of the Lucian Empire in Port Tulum, has arrived!" ”