When Grela stepped into the castle, what she saw was the bloody black-clothed devil half-kneeling in front of the king. Her footsteps paused, and subconsciously stopped at the entrance of the palace.
At that moment, she felt as if she saw a very ancient wasteland, where crazy and ruthless monsters guarded each other but really accompanied each other. In the king and the devil, time seemed to stand still, and the world flowed past them like water, and they did not change from the birth of the sun to the death of the sun.
What kind of agreement can create such a bond
Grela doesn't know.
The devil who was still dripping blood stood up, and the king threw the bone scepter at him. The pale-faced devil carried the bone scepter and passed Greera who came in. When the two approached, Greila subconsciously reached out to hold her glasses, and glanced at the devil casually.
Moonlight flashed across the lenses of the glasses, and the devil suddenly turned his head slightly and glanced at the witch casually.
He looked at it casually, but Grela's face changed suddenly, and she took a few steps back subconsciously.
At that moment, Grela felt like she saw... the dark side of the world!
The chill like a viper slid down Greera's back and came to hell for so long, the witch never felt too deeply that she was in hell, but when she met the pure black eyes of this unknown devil, she felt herself Saw real hell. Buried in the depths of the pupils are endless corpses, and the world is destroyed and drowned in that corpse.
"Miss Greila."
A faint voice came from the high seat, pulling the witch out of the hallucination. She found that the devil had left, and she stood there in a particularly rude manner. She shuddered, and hurriedly took a few steps forward to apologize for her rudeness.
After listening to Greila's report, the king mused, tapping his fingers on the armrest.
"What do you think of the Dragon Wing battleship?"
The king was more concerned about the dragon-winged battleship that was put into battle for the first time than the territory that was successfully attacked as expected. After the ghost ship was repaired and restored to its dragon-winged form, Grela finally had some freedom and was able to leave the Jenny briefly.
Greila carefully told the king about the main attack methods of the dragon-wing battleship at present, and finally gave her own evaluation: "If we can have a whole dragon-wing battle fleet, then there is nothing to be afraid of in the Holy Court at sea. But...it's very difficult to build a ship like this anymore."
Hearing this, the king smiled slightly.
"The military industry department has applied to me to keep a warship in hell. They want to study the dragon-winged warship. Discuss with Hawkins and decide who to keep." The king said, paused, "before leaving hell. After that, I need you to do one thing."
"Please order, Your Majesty."
Grela bowed her head respectfully.
"Accept the runaway witches, and..."
The king's voice was low and smooth.
"Assault on the Lowland Alliance."
Grela was startled, she looked up at the king, and found that the king was not joking.
…
The Dragon Wing Warship welcomed a group of strange people.
"So beautiful!"
Mr. Raul revolved around the warship, his eyes fell on the metal joints of the black iron dragon wings, and his eyes were as wild as an extremely hungry ghost who saw the perfect dancer in the red theater.
"God, look at the lines, look at the gears, look at the design of the collision angle..."
The voice of Mr. Raul's right-hand man trembled a little. He reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch his lover, trying to touch the hull of the warship.
Longyi fanned for a while, blowing a strong wind, and fanned out the perverted group of... perverts surrounding it.
The Walway pirates on the warship laughed.
"Hey, Jenny is going to be angry."
The pirate Volway was lying on the railing, threw a big horse down, and got up, shouting loudly from the military designers who continued to gather.
Hawkins bit the grass roots and sat on the mast, watching this scene, he couldn't help laughing with schadenfreude. Jenny was more impatient with these crazy guys than he was, and Captain Hawkins felt inexplicably comforted.
The sail suddenly swayed, and Hawkins, who had just been gloating at the misfortune, was thrown from the mast.
He rolled twice on the deck and stood up with a grin.
When they got up, they saw Grela boarded the boat with a serious look.
"What's wrong?"
Captain Hawkins asked.
Greila whispered the king's order to him, paused, and asked, "Why did your majesty suddenly attack the Lowland Alliance?"
Captain Hawkins bit the grass roots and restrained his frivolous expression slightly. He looked at the sky thoughtfully: "... Lowland Alliance? Holy Court... Ferry III?"
He seemed to have some guesses.
…
The sky was gray, and the cold rain was falling.
General John dismounted and hurried into the Rose Palace. Just like the original Duke of Buckingham, General John also has a room in the Rose Palace, but like his father, he rarely lives in the palace. When the guard saw the young General John striding in, he hurriedly saluted him respectfully.
Some time ago, the king accidentally "sick", and political affairs were temporarily handed over to General John.
However, only a few people know that the king is not actually in the palace.
Although the news was well blocked, the aristocrats in the upper class all had dog noses. They keenly sensed that there were other important things hidden under the king's illness, so like a pack of wolves that smelled fishy, they quietly gathered around them, revolving around the Rose Palace like a revolving lantern, trying to spy on it. valuable things.
General John has cut off quite a few hands trying to reach the Rose Palace these days.
Thank God, fortunately, the Queen Mother of Illinois is still there. The Queen Mother, who once guarded Legrand's heart with her own strength after William III's expedition, has rich experience in this area, which makes up for General John, who is better at military. of insufficiency.
However, at this time, General John felt how convenient the name of his cousin "Tyrant" was.
-The ministers were afraid of the king who would throw people on the guillotine at every turn. Despite their doubts, no one dared to disturb the "sick" king directly.
However, after the king had been away for so long, he was almost at his limit.
Any longer, and I'm afraid something will happen.
Pushing open the door of the study, General John finally let go after seeing the familiar figure beside Queen Illinois.
"His Majesty."
General John was relieved, looked up and down the king with some rudeness, and confirmed that he had not suffered any harm in hell, and then let out a long sigh.
"Don't be so nervous."
The king laughed a little, and beckoned General John to sit down.
During the few days he went to hell, his cousin was probably anxious every day, wishing to send three letters a day to hell to confirm his safety. Before General John arrived, Illinois was laughing with the king about how calm and dignified General John had been in front of people during this time, and he was pacing subconsciously behind them, like hounds circling round and round.
In fact, the king should have stayed in hell for a while, the authority has just been taken back, and the castle still has a lot of things to do.
But something happened at this time. The news reached the king before the banquet started. After learning about it, the king decided without hesitation that after the banquet was over, he would leave the rest to the devil. Do it, and he himself rushed back to the Rose Castle.
The decision to "raid the Lowland Alliance" that surprised Greera was also made after learning about it.
"how is the situation?"
the king asked.
General John's face was serious, and he slowly shook his head: "It's hard to say, I don't know if it's true or not."
He took out a letter and handed it to the king.
The letter was sent back from overseas.
During the time when the king went to hell, the Holy See seemed to be very "tolerant" and did not do much to the rebellious Legrand, but concentrated on stabilizing the domestic order of the Holy Empire, eager to bring the Blasey Dynasty The old frame was replaced by the Holy Court's new cross frame.
The Holy Empire seems to want to unify the east bank of the abyss, and then launch a large-scale army to conquer Legrand in the west.
During this time, something happened:
Ferry III, life and death unknown.
When the king and the lord of hell were at war, on the other side of the Abyss Strait, the Holy See was also planning a war under the vigorous "witch hunt" that was launched on the surface - a campaign of slaughter.
On the surface, the Holy Empire was busy burning all the witches in the country, but in fact, in the witch hunt, the Holy See further mastered various areas of the original Blacy Kingdom. Then, at the beginning of February in the Holy Empire, the Paladins suddenly appeared in the northwestern part of the empire, stabbing directly into the extreme north like a dagger.
The Holy See tore up its tolerance for the stubborn forces of Ferry III in the north, and with iron and blood, overcame the severe cold weather and rugged terrain, and destroyed all the castles loyal to Ferry III along the way, and bombed all the fortresses that did not fly the flag of the cross. open. This thunderous war caught Ferry III by surprise.
Fortunately, Ferry III, who was able to lead his personal soldiers to successfully withdraw from the royal city and remained safe after the establishment of the Holy Empire, was not an incompetent person.
After reacting, Ferry III immediately started a counterattack. He took advantage of the thick snow and high cold in the extreme north, and fought three battles with the Holy Knights in the Pennine Mountains. The talent won, but the final battle near the glacier had mixed results.
The Holy Knights were burned and had to temporarily withdraw from the snow. Ferry III himself led an army of less than 100 people and fled into the virgin forest.
A ridiculously funny thing.
Legrand and Blaise have been mortal enemies for so many years, but now it is Legrand who sincerely hopes that Ferry III survives in the world.
Because, if Ferry III died, that would mean one thing—
The Holy Empire has no worries and can go west at any time.