Byer woke up, he cleaned up the message given by Rakcha, only a word of the end of the world, and beware of the rats.

He looked out the window and saw that the sun was already noon...

As he walked out of the room, the Knight of Einhard reported that King Lorn had come to his aid.

By the end of the attack, it had only been one night in total, and it had been almost a day since 12 o'clock, and with the gathering of troops and movements, the knights were advancing at full speed.

In other words, King Lawne not only arranged a 24-hour scout near my territory, but also prepared a knightly army to come overnight...

Bair looked at the procession on the second floor of the castle, and a touch of emotion arose in his heart, and another question came to mind.

Isn't he his illegitimate son!?

So care about yourself?

On the streets, not to mention the full range of knights, the equipment is also beautiful full-body plate armor, cavalry guns and professional equipment.

King Lawne himself was even more stylish, with the royal Hippogriff riding under his crotch, and behind him was accompanied by two golden glittering Holy Grail Knight Barons, each of whom was a fierce man who could fight Gul head-on.

And according to Baier's judgment, this silver-colored armor seems to be an ancient elven craft.

Just looking at the combat effectiveness, it is not a problem to decapitate Kemmler three or four times!

Don't look at the small number of people in this team, but the combat power of King Lawn and the Hipphorn alone is enough to defeat Kemler!

The equipment of those soldiers was not a treasure that Bretonnia could build, could it be that the king had befriended the immortals (Bretonnia's native name for the wood elves)?

However, King Lawn came here with the guards as soon as possible, which can also show the importance he attaches to Beyer.

But Lawne was even more puzzled at the moment, he came here thinking that he would face a foggy corpse, a sky obscured by black magic, and a crazy necromancer.

Hearing that the Duke he had just appointed was attacked, he thought that the curse of Duke Changhu's quick death was about to strike again.

He didn't expect that there was only a bonfire made of corpses, but when he inquired with the lord here, he saw an infantry regiment of dwarven plate armor, well-trained peasants, although Bretonnia did not have a conscription system, because knights were more efficient.

But King Lawne was clearly aware of the advantages and disadvantages of this system, and he knew very well that the reason why Bayer chose this system was probably because the invasion of the greenskins had wiped out the few knights of Long Lake.

Not only that, but he also heard that the vampire count didn't survive all night and was almost killed by Duke Baier!

Although the authenticity of the content may be questionable, the friendship of the dwarves and the position on Lawne's side are enough for Lawne to value Bayer.

He came this time for two reasons, one was to protect Duke Baier, who was considered his own faction.

The second was to kill Kemler, who had entered Bretonnia many times.

Although he can give others the rights of dukes, he can't create people with duke abilities, plus Changhu has been highly autonomous for many years, and now Bayer's existence is a bargaining chip for him to get more support.

Baier also hurriedly treated Raun as a guest and opened the city gate.

After thinking about it for a long time, Baier decided to make a showdown with King Laune and let the Knight of the Holy Grail, the king of Bretonnia, clear his mind.

Now he must help King Laune stabilize the situation in Bretonnia and make Bretonnia's Iron Cavalry his most reliable allies.

Bair thought of two things.

1. Try to judge that Lakcha is beneficial to his own interests, which is conducive to spreading faith, and if it is not profitable, he will immediately break off the relationship.

2. Save Bretonnia's power and prepare to deal with the doomsday prophecy.

Knowing the prophecy of the destruction of the world, Bair is now probably one of the few humans who can see the farthest afield in the Old World.

But to compare Beyer's current mood is like...

The student who was dozing off was suddenly woken up, and then the teacher secretly told him that he had a final exam.

Focus? Circle?

Learn it yourself!

He is now an equal existence to Lakcha, and the fragile god cannot get rid of his identity and the binding of the Chosen One.

Although it is not impossible for Baier to leave Lakcha, if he breaks away from his faith, his own strength will also be broken.

Even if Byer doesn't believe in Him, He must admit Byer's existence, but for Byer, a powerful Lakcha is also a strong himself...

Thinking so, Lawne and Baier entered the castle, and the king, who had just sat down, did not care at all about his compliments, and applied words that were not important to the other dukes to Baier.

"You are the Star of Bretonnia, I wanted to come with a knight to help you defeat the dead, but I didn't expect you to solve it yourself, Duke."

"It's only one night! I can still see the burning flames of the mountain-like corpses. ”

"Undead Slayer, Greenskin Cleaver, Dragon Slayer, you are the hero beyond the Holy Grail."

As usual, Baier may be fluttering, but Baier is different now, and he actually has a faint feeling of fighting against Lawne in his momentum, Baier just poured out a glass of wine and handed it to the king.

"Lord Lawn, Bretonnia's henchmen are not in the greenskins, not in the undead."

Lawne raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he took a sip of wine, his physique was superhuman, and he was not even affected by alcohol at all.

"Musillon," Raun said as he said the word, slightly surprising Byer.

"When I came to power, I was inspired to reclaim this place, it is a stubborn disease in Bretonnia and a stain on the Holy Grail."

Byer nodded, whether it was the strategic location or the necromancy in it, it was a threat to Bretonnia's territory.

But King Laune didn't seem to realize at the moment that this hidden danger that had been accumulated for a hundred years was about to explode at this moment.

"King, the goddess of the lake blesses, I got it from the vampire."

Bair took out the crumpled envelope and laid it out on the table, the oak table and candlelight reflecting the lettering.

King Laune looked at it for a long time and let out a long sigh.

"In the Kingdom! In the Kingdom..."

The first sentence, with hope and joy in his eyes, looks at Bair.

In the second sentence, with disappointment and sorrow, he looked to the west where Musilon was.

Bair spoke. "Save your strength, help the Empire, the storm is coming, and the knights will turn the tide."

At this moment, Lawne actually found a sense of friendship in Bayer, a boy who is less than 20 years old.

And the last time I felt this way was about the diplomacy of the Empire, the feeling when I talked to the current Emperor Carl Franz!

This young man could abandon his contempt and arrogance for the Empire and other human nations and propose to be good for diplomacy.

On the contrary, the domestic diplomacy in recent years is not favored by the major dukes, and some people even think that he is showing weakness to the empire.

But Lawne showed bitterness again. "Now that the major dukes are recuperating, unless I launch a chivalrous war, it will only be a face-to-face and heart-to-heart detachment."

At this moment, Bayer brought a smile on his cheek and mentioned it to Lawn. "I have a plan, I have drawn up a will, and the king has decreed that a jousting tournament be held in Cologne during the spring ploughing."

"One is to gather troops, and the other is to boost morale."

"If the order is given normally, it is inevitable that a duke will be overjoyed and go to meet the enemy in advance."

"When everyone is in place, the champion is chosen, and then the letter is handed out, and the knights will guide the dukes to launch the battle."

Lawne shook his head.

"But the major dukes are still in the aftermath of the war, and they may not be able to go out."

"What's more..."

At this moment, Lawne also looked embarrassed, even though Bretonnia was rich and beautiful, but now that he had emptied the treasury, it was difficult for him to find a prize enough to attract all the dukes.

Bair looked like an old fox, and he was waiting for this.

Baier took out a scroll, which was something he signed with the dwarves, and Baier made a whole dragon, and the dwarves worked to create three dragon scale armors.

Light as leather armor and tough as plate armor, for Bretonnia of the knightly nation, such armor can not only reduce the pressure on the horse, but also be enough to pull the wind.

Its value is even more than a thousand gold, ten thousand gold, enough for a duke as a family heirloom...

Lawne looked at the signed scroll, his fingers running over the ink on it.

"The promise of the dwarves, the signature of the duke, the name of the dragon slayer."

"That's enough, that's enough..."

"But how can I compensate you for your loss, a set of dragon armor!?"

Bair now took out the statue of Lakcha that he was about to bring with him.

"Your Majesty, let her build a church in your domain."