The silver-white glass was filled with glass-like wine, but no one tasted it.

The atmosphere in the room was oppressive and dreary.

In the end, it was Ronald who broke the dead silence: "Because of my presence with Moriel, so?"

"It's not your responsibility, Ronald. Victoria looked at his slightly narrowed eyes, and hurriedly reassured: "Without your help, Falken will be ...... sooner or later" She couldn't help but lower her head, but quickly raised her head again: "Perhaps, it's also a good thing...... At least ......" she clenched her fists and couldn't help but tremble again: "At least, innocent people can continue to live in peace." ”

"It's just my brother, Your Majesty Granddon, ......" she blinked her eyes several times to keep the tears from dripping.

Call.

Victoria took a long breath, finally retracting the tears that were about to fill her eyes and hid them.

"Your Majesty chose to surrender and withdraw from the war alliance formed with Ryan and Deleco, bearing the infamy of disobedience. This is a disgrace to our Falken......s! It's also for the sake of the people......"

Ronald listened quietly.

"I'll tell you. Blair saw that the princess's eyes began to turn red again, and he couldn't bear to see her sad appearance, so he took the initiative to take over the conversation: "You have already read the terms of the Brave Alliance just now, right?"

"Hmm. Ronald nodded: "The terms of the covenant seem to be reasonable. For the sake of the innocent people, and for the sake of the eternal peace of the continent of Erathia, the covenant binds those who have the strength of 'brave' and above not to interfere in internal affairs and not to participate in wars. ”

"Yes, 'it seems' makes sense. The mage suddenly interjected, "You have a much sharper eye, Luo." ”

"These are not the point, naturally we didn't know about it before, and now it is ......" Ronald felt that he was a little too rational, but at the moment he didn't want to be rash and let Falken suffer a greater disaster: "Then His Highness said just now, the red dragon ......"

Blair spoke: "Our founder of Falken, His Majesty Ronan, you must know a thing or two, right?"

Ronald nodded.

After taking a sip of his wine, Blair began to tell the story of what happened during this time, which he felt was a little horrifying. In his nearly fifty-year career, in just one month, there have been braves, dragons, and even ......

He shook his head and suppressed the surprise in his heart: "After you left, Your Highness learned about the so-called 'Covenant of the Brave' from General Bruce, who hurriedly said goodbye, and we didn't have time to search for information on this. ”

Speaking of the events of that day, Blair couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back. He took another big sip of wine to calm his mood: "One of the mages just raised his hand ......"

Ronald frowned, remembering what the farmer had said.

Blair grunted his throat and said with difficulty: "As soon as the hand was raised, the walls of Fort Orleans were split in two by lightning...... Of course, His Highness played the dragon flute. He unconsciously wiped his sweat: "Unexpectedly, that mage actually recognized the red dragon Moriel, he claimed to be an old acquaintance of His Majesty Ronan, and he had adventures with His Majesty Ronan...... And the red dragon, under his persuasion, actually said with a big grin......"

Ronald's eyes were cold: "What did you say?"

"It was shouting openly on the battlefield that they would stand out for the time being, and come back tomorrow. Wait, when His Highness blows the dragon flute again, it can be freed from the contract and no longer help Falken. If Your Highness doesn't blow it, then keep releasing the magic ......" Blair glanced at the silent princess and continued: "And Your Highness, she, in a fit of anger, returned the dragon flute to the damn red dragon, and the next thing ...... His Majesty announced his surrender, and the whole country was forbidden to worship other heretical gods. ”

Seeing Blair bowing his head, the mage answered: "His Majesty Granddon announced his abdication and took the initiative to return to the island with the Falken royal family. Now, the country is temporarily taken over by Turing envoys, and churches are being built throughout the country in preparation for the burnt offerings of peace a month later. At that time, the bishop of the region sent by the Holy See will officially take over Falken and declare it part of the Falcon Empire as a principality. ”

"The envoy is a young man named Rhodes, whom we met once when we were destroying the night demon. It seems to be known as the 'pride of Turing'. At a young age, he has the strength of a strong man, and listening to Her Royal Highness the Princess, those envoys are also very optimistic about his potential. ”

"Aside from the execution of many of the infidels who resisted to the end, the situation in Falken is relatively stable. The proclamation proclaimed that those pagans would be exempt from the death penalty if they willingly renounced their faith and turned into the arms of the Most High God. And Falken still acted according to Falken's previous law, except for the construction of many churches, everything remained the same. ”

After finishing speaking, Christine still had a look of apprehension, because he had received news from Blair and ran out of Fort Orleans overnight. He sighed, fortunately, he was studying the magic circle in the manor that day and didn't go out, otherwise he would definitely be killed directly by those people......

Ronald was noncommittal, he had no interest in those at all: "And now, what are you going to do?"

The mage took out a document with a gilded gilded pattern and handed it to Ronald: "This is a member of the 'Alliance of the Brave', asked His Highness to transfer it to you, you can take a look at it first." ”

The paperwork was beautifully made, and a bright red blade was burned into it, apparently unopened. Naturally, what was told by such a powerful person, Victoria and the others did not dare to open the seal without authorization.

After poking out that he hadn't done anything, Ronald opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. After just glancing at it, Ronald put the paper away: "It seems that they like to win people's hearts." Seeing that Victoria's eyes were still so gloomy, Ronald puffed out a smile: "At least, the people of Falken can still live and work in peace, which is also ......"

Victoria also puffed out a bitter smile: "Luck in misfortune......" She was silent for a while, and then said her future plans: "I am going to go to the Desert of Shago, where the people are ......" She paused: "It used to be the place where my mother lived, and the people there did not believe in the supreme god. ”

"Kerry, what about you?"

The mage said, "Since I am here, I have naturally decided to follow His Highness. ”

"Alright then, I'll go to Fort Orleans, and then I'll look for you. ”

"Really?" the princess's eyes lit up, "Then, after you go to the Broken Desert, you will go to a place called Tataya, where we plan to stay for a while." ”

"Oh well. Ronald walked briskly to the door: "See you Tataya." ”

As he spoke, he ignored the few people who were still a little surprised, and walked out quickly on his own, turning over and getting on his horse. "Ride!" After a fierce whip, the horse raised its hooves and galloped away in the direction of the Fort of Orleans.

By the time the mages came to their senses, Ronald's shadow had disappeared from their sight.

"This ......" Blair looked puzzled with a bitter face, "Why is it that he hasn't finished speaking......?"

"Let's go, he's a man who does what he says. The mage said lightly: "After all, it's not good for us to stay here for too long. ”

Annina, who had been standing beside her, also nodded firmly: "Trust him." ”

As he got up, the mage secretly tilted his head and glanced at his daughter, and found that her whole person seemed to have changed somewhat. He didn't ask the reason, but just owed Princess Victoria: "There are still many realms that don't believe in the God of Light, Your Highness, you ......"

Looking at this beautiful face with a stubborn expression, the mage really couldn't figure out why she was so disgusted with the existence of the Supreme God. Unlike himself, who was wanted by the Church, His Highness Victoria would not be noticed by the Church as long as he did not openly do anything disrespectful to the Holy See.

Victoria raised her hand: "I know, Lord Torren. She walked out first. "Let's go, it's still a long way from the Shatter Desert. ”

And Ronald, after galloping his horse for nearly 100 miles, slowed down his horse.

He took out the paperwork, read it carefully, and then condensed it into ice cubes, pinching them into countless ice particles.

The terms are simple.

First, they must not interfere in the internal affairs of a country or participate in national wars.

Second, as long as the strength is recognized by the Brave Alliance, you can get a fief.

Of course, the choice of the location of the fief cannot be someone else's territory, but the independent choice of a barren mountain and wilderness with an area of no more than 10,000 square kilometers. No one is allowed to trespass in this fiefdom without permission.

In short, it means that Reading has a small private city, in which he is the supreme king, and as long as he does not disturb others or other countries, he can worship any god without being interfered with.

Third, they should maintain friendship with each other, and even if they are hostile to each other, they must challenge each other head-on, and if one of them refuses, they can be referred to the Council for adjudication. Those who break the covenant will be wanted, and those who join the covenant will have an obligation to eliminate those who do not keep the covenant.

Fourth, all demons are mortal enemies.

He finally understood the meaning of the "Brave Alliance", which was created for powerful creatures who had reached the strength of the "Brave". This alliance maintains an antagonistic but cooperative delicate relationship with the Holy See.

Because of the second one, there are many strange but powerful guys in this alliance. They are not bound by the Holy See and occupy one place to themselves, but they are all outside the territory of the four empires.

And the four empires controlled by the Holy See are also very interested in not bothering those regions, even if some regions are within the interior of a vassal state. Even, the Holy See acquiesced to the existence of some gods. They call it that these gods are good, orderly, and maintain peace on the continent like the supreme gods.

After reading the letter, Ronald rubbed his sideburns, but did not make a decision, he planned to quietly go to Fort Orleans first.

The north wind was howling all the way, but he didn't care, just rode his horse and whipped up.

As he approached the Fort of Orleans, he finally saw the wall that had not yet been repaired—the entire gate seemed to have been cut, and cracks more than ten meters wide appeared. Perhaps it shouldn't be called a crack, because the part of the gate is completely flat.

The two city walls that looked at each other were like crazy men and women, helpless and desperate. Their torn bodies, large rocks bulging outward, somewhat crumbling under the howling north wind.

At the suspension bridge, the ground is directly covered with gravel and turns into a pothole. Some Turing soldiers, carrying small earthen carts, were adding dirt there, apparently preparing to fill it in completely.

Where the soldiers were busy, there were also dozens of wooden crosses five or six meters high, which were obviously made in a hurry. The burrs had not yet been removed, and the wooden thorns were stained with dark brown blood, and the owner of the blood stain was desperately nailed to it.

Their hair was unkempt, and their eyes were sunken and hollow. They were naked, barely covered with the marks of whips and blades. The skin of the wound turned out to be pale due to excessive blood loss and cold weather.

Suddenly, a person's body moved!

Croak.

A few crows were startled, and they flapped their wings and flew away over the head of the still dead guy. But after only a few circles, the crows landed again on the cross. This time, they chose a guy with his head down and didn't move.

After that fright, they stretched their ominous black wings, ready to fly high again. They moved their bodies, and there they cautiously and tentatively froze with their paws, and pecked at their beaks.

After finding that the man was motionless, the dark eyes of the black crows suddenly flashed with greed.

Quack, quack.

The crows hissed and flapped their wings to each other, pecking the unfortunate man's eyeballs off.

Ronald, who had all this in his view, just tightened the cloak behind him and pulled the hood even lower. (To be continued.) )