PS: This is chapter 277, the order is wrong.

Anivia was a little uncertain: "Probably the result of some kind of magic secret contract, combined with a special sacrificial ritual - the tomb of each tomb king is in the shape of a golden tower, according to legend, it is a magic tower that can communicate the energy of the astral plane, and their ability to turn into undead may also have something to do with this." ”

Anivia's tone paused slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed through her expression: "However, even if they achieve immortality in a certain sense through this means, the price is the loss of taste, smell, and all the emotions of life. What's the point of eternal life like that?"

"Absolutely. ”

Li Ang said casually: "Isn't it meaningful to extend your life and achieve the unfinished business of your life?"

If the First Emperor knew that there was such a means, he would probably be able to take his army and fight all the way to the Roman Republic along the Silk Road.

For ordinary people, taste, smell, sex, and emotions are indispensable for such pleasures, but for a proper king, these are all in the back row.

Anivia shook her head: "No, Leon, the dead and the living think differently, I had a brief encounter with a tomb king, who was the wisest monarch of the last era, and even today, there are many texts that record its great achievements, but when I saw it, I found that it had become a paranoid madman. ”

He said, gesturing to his head, "As a living being, it is already mad, but as a dead spirit, it is normal." ”

The small talk between the two naturally could not be hidden from the gods present.

Elder Treant immediately followed Anivia's words and said, "That's right, those Tomb Kings who have been sealed underground by the main gods for an unknown number of years have long been a group of crazy people who can't be guessed by common sense, and it is too dangerous to let them out, if they don't go north to fight the demons at all, but drive all the way to kill Lotherne, who can stop them?"

Anivia bowed slightly: "This is also my opinion, since the first agenda item of the Council of the Gods has been proposed, then next, everyone should raise their hands to vote." ”

He was the first to raise his hand and said, "Raise your hand against the release of the Tomb King and their army of the dead." ”

Whew-

Lift a slice.

Anivia's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Leon with a hint of plea in his eyes.

Because at this moment, the demigods and true gods who raised their hands happened to occupy half of the number of less than one, and Leon's vote became more and more important.

Li Ang was a little confused, he just came to see the play, but how could he become the final word?

Aion couldn't help but smile and said, "Look, the fact is obvious, Anivia, still supports my proposal in the majority. ”

At this moment, Leon suddenly stood up and said, "Why don't you choose a compromise? The demon army will soon launch an attack on the south, wouldn't it be a better choice to wait until then to release the tomb king and their legions? There are demons caught between us and the undead, and if the undead want to attack us, they must fight the demons first." ”

Aion frowned and said, "It's not that we haven't thought about this idea, but it also means that we have lost the opportunity to negotiate with the Tomb King in advance, what if we force the undead to join forces with the demons?"

Li Ang said seriously: "I can guarantee that there is no such possibility. ”

"What can you guarantee?"

Someone couldn't help but scold.

Leon said seriously, "No one knows the demons better than I do, and neither do the gods present. ”

...

The medieval world.

At this time, it had been two months since Leon left.

The speed of time in the world of Calradia is obviously much faster than this.

During Leon's departure from the medieval world, two major events took place in the Catholic world.

One of them was Baldwin IV, the leper king of Jerusalem, who led an army of 4,000 to defeat Saladin's 20,000-strong army at Mongisa.

The Crusader states, which had been crumbling in the region of Balak and Sulli, were once again given a rare respite.

Another thing is that the 20,000 crusaders of Sicily, led by King William II, defeated the Moors entrenched in North Africa, occupied Tunisia, and established the Duchy of Tunisia.

Count Campbell, from Syracuse, was canonized Duke of Tunisia by William II.

In this battle, there was also a baron who excelled in battle, Baron Tebeli from the Barony of Tebery, who was promoted by William II to the rank of Count of Constantine and became the great feudal lord of the Counts of Constantine.

That's right, the count of Constantine.

There was also a city in North Africa called Constantine, which was not unlike Constantinople, the capital of Byzantium.

Baron Tbelli didn't care what the city was called, in short, he only cared that he had a real city under his command, not a village fort in the countryside.

This means that under his rule, there will be more people and more taxes to maintain a truly formed army.

At the same time, he can also divide a group of barons and knights as his loyal fans.

Standing on the severely weathered walls of Constantine, Count Tebelli couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Ha, the baron still can't get on the stage, and only when he becomes an earl can he be considered to have the possibility of fighting for hegemony." ”

He proudly patted the shoulder of the chief knight beside him: "Erwin, I assure you that this city is just the starting point, and what I once promised you will become a reality step by step!"

Erwin brushed away Count Tbelley's hand and said in a cold tone: "If you really think about our ideals, you should not refuse the marriage that Your Majesty has arranged for you. ”

Count Terrberry seemed to think of something terrible, and his face changed greatly: "Don't be kidding, do you really think I should marry that ugly and fat duke's widow?"

Erwin asked rhetorically, "You don't even dare to make this sacrifice for the sake of our ideals?"

Count Tebelli stiffly changed the subject: "A few days ago, there was news from Tebelli that Leon seems to have left the Witches' Forest, and to be honest, I'm a little worried about him. ”

"Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about whether we will be driven into the sea in the next Moorish counterattack. ”

Count Tebeli agreed, "Oh, my dear friend, you have a point, I'll go inspect the defense now!"

Erwin looked at his back as he left in a hurry, and couldn't help but smile narrowly.

More than ten years of friendship had given him a deep understanding of his dear friend and loyal lord, and from the very beginning, he knew very well that the Count of Tebery would never accept such a marriage.

Even if this duke's widow can be of great help to their career.

But so what?

Count Tebelli certainly has the pride of belonging to the family of the governor of Sicily in his bones, but why not he, Erwin?

Relying on the nepotism of a woman to get his authority, he is not uncommon, and he is not uncommon!