Taken together, the two lines, minus the area covered together, are equivalent to directly cutting off more than a quarter of the territory of the Holy Alliance. Completely defeated in a national war, the territory ceded is almost that. The Holy Tree Dynasty and the Millennial Empire this time are equivalent to directly putting the butcher's knife on the neck of the Holy Alliance

This is the consequence of the collapse of the pillars.

There is no super strong counterbalance, and if you are given enough time and patience, you can kill most of the strong people of Faust by hiding the sword alone.

At times like these, someone needs to step up.

The Iron Warrior snorted, slowly stood up, and said, "The two of you have gone a little too far this time. I don't think this is what you emperors mean, even if you forget your duty as a human race, forget your great cause of laying the place where the rising sun rises alone, you shouldn't go too far. There have been similar precedents in history more than once, and the three empires have had moments of difficulty. But not once has it been so excessive. Do you want war?"

Richard's heart swelled with blood, and he deeply admired the iron-blooded Grand Duke. At this critical time, in an obviously unfavorable situation, the iron-blooded Grand Duke can still shout war, and not everyone can have such courage. Most of the time, it seems that it will be a good choice to protect one's self, especially those who are the great nobles whose wealth and wealth are already formed. Nobles are nobles, even if they are under the rule of the Holy Tree Dynasty or the Millennium Empire, the rights of the lords to the territory will not be weakened too much, and the core rights are all there.

So, even Richard is actually hesitating, because he is not a person now, and he can't be as impulsive as before. Every decision he made involved thousands of Akmunds.

The Marquis of Milanes smiled and said lightly: "Your Excellency Orleans, I admire your courage. But I can only say with regret that before I came to Faust, I received full authorization from His Majesty the Emperor. I am here, as if His Majesty was personally present on this line, that is, the conditions of the Holy Tree Dynasty. If this must mean war......"

As he spoke, Milanes glanced at Count Kimberel again and said, "...... Then I believe that many people don't mind that the three empires become two empires. ”

Almost all the heads of the house had unconcealed anger on their faces, and it was another resounding slap in the face

Among the three empires, the Holy Alliance was already weaker than the other two empires, and it was impossible to resist the joint attack of the two empires. However, at this time, when Philip was seriously injured on the battlefield and could not recover, the two empires were so naked/naked that they didn't even prepare a fig leaf, as if they had decided to join the alliance.

Richard slowly closed his eyes, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and blow out a breath of blue fire and directly burn Milanes to ashes. No matter how disgusting Milanes is, he is just an envoy, he actually represents the entire Holy Tree Dynasty, there is no point in killing him, the Holy Tree Dynasty can immediately send another envoy over, and the conditions at that time will only be more harsh.

Richard is like this, and it is natural that there are many other heads of families who have the same thoughts. As if he had guessed everyone's thoughts, Milanes suddenly smiled and said, "Even if you kill me now, it won't change the overall situation, on the contrary, it will push the entire Holy Alliance into the abyss." If any of you want to do it, I can cooperate and never fight back. What do you think?"

The Iron Warrior snorted, sat down slowly, and began to ponder. Those who are familiar with the Grand Duke know that he has already ignited a real anger, and at this moment he must be considering the pros and cons of whether to go to war.

"Even if I can't change the overall situation, I want to kill you" A calm voice suddenly came from outside the conference room.

Richard was stunned, this was the voice of Marshal Rundstead, no, now he was Count Rundstead. It's just that why did he suddenly appear here?

The marshal pushed the door in, and just glanced casually at Milanes, which made the marquis's calm smile instantly stiffen and twist. After being on the battlefield for many years, the marshal's personal strength may not be particularly strong, but if it is about the momentum and murderous intent, few people can compare to Rundstead, who has been on the front line of killing all year round.

The marshal's gaze swept over the faces of the lords of the wealthy families, and shouted: "The Holy Alliance can hold our own legion fortress, although I am old, I have also become confused, and I am not qualified to command a fortress. But being a fighter is still qualified. I am willing to go to the city where the sun never sets, guard the city gates, and whoever wants to attack the city where the sun never sets, must step over my corpse."

The heads of the wealthy families were all in their hearts, and they actually began to seriously consider whether to devote their families to defending the legion fortress with all their might. The gains and losses that used to be counted all the time don't seem to be so important anymore.

Milanes suddenly applauded, and then smiled: "It's a pity that it's a hero, the people of Daxodas don't know how to respect heroes." Heroes like you were almost killed by the Daxodas. I heard that after the Guardian War, many of the surviving Sacred Domain powerhouses have left the Capital of the Sun, and our Sacred Tree Dynasty has also received a lot. A hero like you only thinks about dying generously, and of course doesn't need to think about what will happen after death. If the sun never sets falls into the hands of the Daxodas, do you think that dying in battle alone will be exonerating?"

Rundstede's face flashed with blue energy, and he took a big step in front of the Marquis of Milanes, raised his hand to choke the most duke's throat, and lifted him up. In front of the extremely tall marshal, the marquis, who was already nineteenth, was like a chicken, powerless to fight back.

All the envoys of the Holy Tree Dynasty stood up and pressed their hands to their weapons.

But the Marquis of Milanes waved his hand to the men of the legation and told them not to act rashly. Then he stared at Marshal Rundstead, and although he could barely breathe, he said with difficulty: "You ...... Kill my empire and change the messenger...... The requirements will be more...... I can assure you that every minute you mention me, I will ...... Push the demarcation line forward by one kilometre"

The green tendons on the back of the marshal's big hand were beating non-stop, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, which could burst out at any moment and crush the marquis's neck

The Duke of Wellingburg finally stood up and said coldly, "Marshal, this is not a place for you to show your majesty. Especially because of your actions, and guide us to cede more territory"

Rundstead glanced at the heads of the wealthy families, snorted, let go of his hand, and finally let go of the Marquis of Milanes. The marquis landed on the ground and immediately coughed violently, spurting out many blood spots from his mouth. The guards of the Holy Tree Dynasty hurriedly rushed forward and helped the Marquis up, and someone gave him a potion to heal the wounds, but the Marquis pushed him away.

Milanes walked up to the magic map and shot a flickering light that changed the dividing line. After only being mentioned by the marshal for a while, the marquis was not lightly injured, and at this moment, his fighting spirit was obviously disordered, and the light emitted was uncertain. But he was engrossed, revising the original dividing line point by minute.

The new dividing line almost coincides with the old one, but that's because of the scale of the Magic Map. Almost all of the people present were powerhouses above the Sacred Domain, and their eyes were sharp, and they had already seen that the new dividing line had shifted an extremely small point. If you zoom in on the field, it's exactly three kilometers. The marshal mentioned the marquis for three minutes, and the marquis did move the dividing line three kilometers inward.

The Duke of Wellingburg coughed and said, "Your Excellency, the demarcation of the border is a very strict matter. You're not doing that, are you?"

The marquis coughed a few more times before he said, "I am standing here, representing the dignity of the Holy Tree Dynasty and the Emperor and His Majesty. Any offense has to be paid, and since Marshal Rundstead can't pay it, it is, of course, the Holy Alliance, that is, all of you here, have to pay for him. If you want me to say it, I think the marshal was spoiled by you in the past, like an ignorant child. When a child makes a mistake, parents are of course responsible. ”

Marshal U's face was blue again, and Milanes repeatedly insulted his dignity, and showed no mercy.

The temperature in the conference hall was slowly decreasing, and layers of coercion were emanating from the marshal. The legendary powerhouses in the hall were all awe-inspiring, and those who were still in the Sanctuary or below even noticed that their bodies were becoming sluggish. This is the coercion of the legendary powerhouse

But no matter how strong the coercion is, it is meaningless to those who are not afraid of death. Marquis Milanes made it clear that he would not hesitate to die, but also cut more interests for the Holy Tree Dynasty, but it made all the family heads have some scruples. The Iron Warrior and several of the six-story floating island masters exchanged glances, and the Duke of Wellingburg got up and pulled Count Rundstead out of the conference hall, whispering something along the way. The former marshal had a bruised forehead and was obviously furious, but he endured it in silence and left with the Duke of Wellingburg.

A trace of regret flashed in Milanes' eyes, and then he said, "I regret what happened just now. But if you still want to show force, there's no need to threaten us. His Royal Highness the Hidden Sword of the Millennial Empire, the Chinese Bishop of the Dynasty, and His Highness Migal are ready to meet your challenges. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the hearts of all the heads of the family sank again. In the current situation, the Holy Alliance really can't find a figure who can compete with the opponent's super powerhouse. Even if Helen Su could wake up, she wasn't actually a member of the Holy Alliance. The Guardian of the Holy Alliance is more of an honorific title, a commemoration and respect for her great cause of establishing the Deep Blue and blocking the path of the Polar Gray Dwarves to the south, but it does not mean that she has any obligations to the Holy Alliance. If you talk about friendship, the deepest friendship with Su Helen is Gordon, at this moment, this man has long been silent in the deepest part of the world.

The Iron Warrior said slowly: "Marquis of Milanes, seriously, we can't accept this condition at all. Rather than accept it, it is better to quit a Team Fortress directly. ”

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