The highest congress hall in Falosi.
"Dias, why did you old fellow come here?"
Count Ranke received a letter from His Majesty Krondo III just now. The content of the letter was to ask Count Ranke to rush to the Supreme Congress Hall as soon as possible.
Recently, Earl Ranke learned from his daughter Karana, which should now be said to be the Duchess of Blackwood, that some major events happened in the Land of Frost, which seemed to be related to the uprising.
As the head of the Pharossi Lionheart Knights, Count Ranke thought that His Majesty Krondo III was going to send him to the Land of Frost to quell civil unrest in that country.
After all, because Krondo III refused the invitation of the Frost Nation to jointly fight against the demons, the diplomatic relationship between Farosi and the Frost Nation plummeted.
Farosi has always maintained a close trade alliance with the Nation of Frost. If the covenant between Farosi and the Nation of Frost breaks down, it will be a huge loss for the entire Farosi.
"I don't know, His Majesty the King not only summoned us, you see..."
The one named Dias was a minister of the interior, with whom Count Rank was a close friend in his youth.
Count Ranke looked in the direction that Minister Dias pointed, and saw a bishop in a red robe in the corner of the Congress Hall.
"Why haven't these sinister villains left Farosi?" Count Rank frowned tightly with his gray eyebrows.
Since Count Ranke learned that his son-in-law, Duke Blackwood, had died at the hands of the judge of the Holy Land, he had already put the Holy Land on the blacklist.
If it wasn't for His Majesty Clendo III trying his best to stop Count Ranke, he might have directly led his knights to the Holy Land to fight.
Since that time, Falosi has rarely seen missionaries from the Holy Land, but he did not expect to see a bishop in the Supreme Congress Hall today!
"The bishop was introduced by the Duke of Farona." Minister Dias whispered to Count Ranke.
Count Ranke looked at a man with silver-gray hair sitting beside the bishop.
This hair color is characteristic of the Ostarians from the Land of Frost, and the duke is a diplomatic ambassador from the Land of Frost.
The relationship between Farosi and the Land of Frost depends to a large extent on how the duke reports to the King of the Land of Frost about Farosi's recent situation.
Count Ranke glared at the bishop. Because the ambassador of the Frost Kingdom was talking to the bishop, he could not go forward to trouble the bishop.
"The two countries, the Frost and the Holy Cult, have been allies in war since ancient times. Count Ranke, please restrain your anger." Minister Dias also discouraged him.
"I only know the villain who hides in the shadows."
Count Ranke blew his beard angrily and sat on the chair that belonged to him.
"Minister Dias, isn't His Majesty the King invited us this time to announce the news of accepting those villains?"
Count Ranke glanced at the hall of the entire Supreme Congress. The number of nobles who came to the Congress this time exceeded Count Ranke's imagination.
Usually, when His Majesty Clendo III convened the Congress, there were around 30 nobles present, which was already a lot, but today there are as many as 60 nobles.
The family representatives who can be named in the entire Farosi area have been present, and even the ambassadors from various countries have found their seats.
"Don't worry, this posture is more like a revision of the noble chapter." Minister Dias said.
The Chapter of the Noble is the basis of all laws in the country of Falosi. If the king wants to amend its contents, it will be a major event that will attract the attention of the entire Falosi.
So when Count Ranke heard that this council might involve the chapter of the sublime, he couldn't help sitting up straight.
The seats in the Congress Hall were gradually filled. Count Ranke could be sure that 99% of the noble families in Farosi were present. It could be said that the people sitting here controlled everything in Farosi, including every inch of it. Land, every coin, even a piece of cloth for weaving.
King Clendo III sat on the highest throne in Congress under the gaze of the nobles.
Everyone is nervously waiting for the big news that Clendo III announces enough to decide the fate of Farosi.
"Everyone." King Krondo III's solemn voice resounded throughout the Congress Hall.
An elderly recorder beside Clendo III picked up a pen with dry fingers and began to write every word that Clendo III had said on the paper.
"I invited you to Congress today just to show you something," Clendo III said.
See the same thing
Count Ranke was stunned for a moment. Could it be that there has been a major breakthrough in the research and development of a certain magic machine, or that there has been a terrifying mutation in the city of Farosi
Everyone guessed the same as Count Rank. Under the waving action of Clendo III, the two knights slowly walked to the center of the Congress. One knight held an original spar, and the other knight held a table.
The table was placed in the center of the Congress, and the original spar was placed on the table.
Count Ranke has not seen anything special about the original spar so far. There is neither strong magic fluctuation nor any evil spirit that makes him feel hostile.
A spellcaster walked out of the crowd, came to the center of the Congress, and put his hand on the top of the original spar to input magic power into it.
The original spar, which was supplied with magic power, began to function, and the original spar aimed at the white wall painted with special pigments and released a ray of light.
At this moment, Count Ranke understood the function of this original spar. His daughter Karana once showed Count Ranke a performance called "movie".
Count Ranke remembered that the picture in the "movie" came from an original spar.
"Everything that is presented to you next is what happened three days ago."
When everyone's eyes were attracted by the light on the wall, Krondo III spoke again.
What happened three days ago? In other words, it's not a stage performance, but something that happens in reality
Count Rank stared at the light on the wall, and it didn't take long for a picture to appear in the light, a picture that was shocking enough.
The sky was covered by hot clouds, the ground of the city below the screen cracked open, magma spurted out from the cracks in the ground, and the buildings in the city collapsed and were swallowed up by the magma.
This is the city of Falosi? Count Ranke's eyes widened at the scene that looked like a natural disaster.
In the next second, a huge dragon burning with hot flames fluttered out from below the horizon.
The giant dragon landed on top of a building and made a shocking roar.
"I! I am the embodiment of power!"
What the hell happened to Falosi? Count Ranke felt that his thoughts could no longer keep up with the picture that appeared in front of him.