During Liao Yu's period of taking care of the Demon King Tower and supporting the elf clan, the outside world is also changing rapidly.

The death of the imperial envoy is not a trivial matter, and it is impossible to listen only to Illinois's unilateral rhetoric, although the empire did not directly send troops over, but it also dispatched a lot of people to investigate.

And the results of the investigation.

Imperial.

Imperial capital.

The residence of the Seven Princes.

The investigators returning from Illinois are now facing a brown-haired man holding a beautiful woman on the main seat with a "lion's head" carved on the opposite side.

"So, those royalties and nobles in Illinois are indeed dead?" The Seventh Prince tapped his fingers on the gilded handrail and asked with interest.

"Yes, Your Highness, even the old king's funeral was held on the same day."

Gee.

After smacking his lips, the Seven Princes got up from his lion throne, and with a wave of his hand, he motioned for the beautiful dancers beside him to step down, and then paced in the room for a short time, and then asked:

"So, Illinois didn't lie, that unlucky messenger was really killed by a passing syndicate mob?"

"The conclusion so far seems to be true, after all," the intelligence officer of the investigation stopped talking.

But the Seventh Prince understood what he meant.

can slaughter the whole family, including his father and sister, and Yufe, who is the eldest sister and princess, shouldn't be like acting.

Or rather.

If it is really acted, then how ruthless and black-bellied this Princess Yuffie is to do this kind of thing.

The Seven Princes didn't think that a princess of a small country in Illinois could have such means and courage.

What's more, being able to be selected to become an imperial envoy is not a dry meal, with the strength of those low-level countries, let alone killing, it is unknown whether they can hurt their imperial people.

So, obviously.

Or the latter, the claim that it was invaded by the syndicate thugs is more believable.

Although the Seven Princes have always believed that the power of the Imperial people is supreme.

But in the desert basin full of war and crime all the year round, in the syndicate, it is undeniable that there are indeed many powerful guys, and even some of them are a headache for him as the prince of the empire.

It's not surprising that he can kill the envoy.

Moreover, he slaughtered the royal family and royal family of an innocent small country, which is indeed in line with his impression of the brutality and bloodthirstiness of the syndicates.

But

The corners of the Seventh Prince's mouth curled into a smile.

For him, this sudden accident of the empire was like being hit by a golden egg, and his keen sense of smell immediately realized the opportunity behind this matter.

The empire is dead, it is impossible to give up, there must be some action and revenge, otherwise where is the majesty of their empire.

Therefore, the empire must have formed an army to go to the syndicate.

If you think about it according to this logic, the opportunity is hidden in it.

"I have applied to the Great Sage, and this crusade army will be led by I, Alba Flo, to the Syndicate to arrest the murderer and deter him."

When the subordinate on the other side heard this, he was immediately a little surprised and said, "Your Highness, this kind of thing, why do you have to do it yourself."

"Heh, idiot, do you think I'm really just going to avenge the envoy and find the murderer? What are you kidding, it's just an order, and it's worthwhile? ”

The Seven Princes' faces were full of contempt.

He quickly changed his voice and said, "My real purpose is the Syndicate's magic oil mine. ”

"Magic Oil Mine!?"

The subordinate muttered to himself as if he understood something, and he immediately widened his eyes and said, "Your Highness, is that rumor true?" ”

The syndicate has always been a desert, so other big forces are not touching this kind of ghost place, and it is thankless and thankless, so there is no need to fight with barefoot.

However, even in recent days, there have been rumors that under the desert of the Syndicate, there are large areas of magic oil mines that can bring huge amounts of energy.

These abundant magical oil deposits are simply the best catalyst for magic, with an unparalleled facilitating effect, which can be used in many occasions and bring incalculable benefits.

If only it could be mined.

"This news was told to me by the "Great Sage" himself, there will be no falsehood, and I have also promised him that I will hand over half of the proceeds of the oil field to him in the future, even so, this is a great opportunity for me to compete for the throne, understand? ”

"Understood, Your Highness! Once we really find the Magic Oil Mine and take it for ourselves, this kind of wealth will definitely help you gain a transcendent advantage in the competition with other princes! ”

The subordinates nodded excitedly, for those of them who had already stood in line, it was natural that the more future the master had, the higher they could follow.

No wonder.

No wonder His Highness said that this was an opportunity, just because of the death of the envoy, His Highness could not only justifiably requisition the public army of the empire for his own use, but also hide people's eyes and ears and prevent other princes from suspecting on the grounds of punishing villains.

High!

Your Highness's hand is really wonderful.

The Seventh Prince enjoyed the adoring gaze of his subordinates now, but he would not be careless, this operation was very important, and he had to be fully prepared.

Although Alba doesn't think that the Syndicate can resist under the iron cavalry of the Imperial Army, it is still prepared after all, and it is always right to be more prepared.

"Come out, Golo." The Seventh Prince said lightly to the back room.

Golo?

It can't be that adult, right?

In the surprise of his subordinates, a female figure slowly emerged behind the curtain of the Seven Princes, she was gorgeous, scantily dressed, and seemed to be hung with various trinkets all over her body, skeletons, fangs, and witch dolls.

The femme fatale sat on the lap of the Seventh Prince, wrapped her hands around each other's necks, and stared at her trembling with a smile, not daring to look directly at her subordinates.

After all

That's the Empire's Hunter!

The hunt for 73rd place, voodoo - Golo!

Legend has it that this hunter, who knew all kinds of poisonous strains in nature, and was especially proficient in poison, once single-handedly caused tens of thousands of inhabitants of a small city in a neighboring country to suffer a plague, killing and injuring countless people.

With this hunting and helping the Seven Princes, then they are sure.

The excitement in the hearts of his subordinates was not over, and the Seventh Prince clapped his hands again, and there were three figures walking out one after another.

"Poisonous woman, I advise you to stay away from our Highness, in case the poison on your body harms Your Highness, who will pay us?"

"Syndicate, yes, I miss my homeland, I don't know how those old friends are doing now, I don't know how those old friends are doing now, I don't know how I'm doing."

The first rugged voice, a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, ranked 71st on the hunting list, the king of all beasts - Teddinor!

Legend has it that this hunter can talk to birds of prey, and no matter how fierce the beast is, he is like a cat in front of him, and can fight for him, and at the same time, Teddino himself can call on the power of the wild and become infinitely powerful.

The second one had a hoarse voice and made a dry laugh, of course, the subordinates of the Seven Princes also recognized it, don't look at the other party's poor appearance, skinny as wood, but in fact, it is ranked 63rd on the Imperial Hunting List!

The Bone King – Pasto

Legend has it that he was the top necromancer, and was once sent by the empire to punish a small country that was disobedient, but as a result, this hunting lord directly used the whole royal city of that small country as a blood sacrifice material, and summoned a sixth-order undead monarch!

Not a hunt.

Rather, it's three, three of the top 100 hunters!?

Now his subordinates, just in the same room as them, are already sweating profusely, their legs are weak, and they can't stand steadily.

It seems that the Seventh Prince has really made a bloody investment this time.

Such a luxurious lineup, coupled with the 50,000 invincible iron cavalry army allocated by the Empire, even the notorious syndicate had to lie down obediently.

How to lose?

Can't lose at all!

Giving his subordinates confidence in victory is what they should do as a superior person, and the Seventh Prince is very satisfied with the way his subordinates are now, and he finally ordered:

"Go ahead, check the final preparations again, we'll be early tomorrow morning"

"Attack now!"

The last Seven Princes, returning to his lionheart throne, quietly touched the hilt of a saber next to the throne, which seemed to be gray and inconspicuous, but in fact, this was the biggest hole card that he didn't tell anyone.

Given to him by the "Great Sage" to ensure the success of the operation.

Holy Sword!

(End of chapter)