at the same time…
Glow City.
Hearing the noon bell, Horford Quinn put down the quill in his hand and couldn't help but look southwest.
Not only did the news of the fourth prince of Wimbledon ascend to the throne spread all over Greycastle, even in the morning dawn, a large number of propagandists appeared. According to the statement on the flyer, if there were no accidents, this would be the time for the young man to be crowned.
It's too fast.
Horford couldn't help feeling that he was a few years younger than his daughter Andrea, but now he was the undisputed king of a country, and his influence even crossed the border.
Since the battle with the Moa family, there may be some people in the aristocratic class of the Dawn Royal Capital who don't know the real name of Wimbledon III, but few people don't know the name Roland Wimbledon. At first, it was only circulated in the underground chamber of commerce, and then anecdotes about the prince spread from various channels, like wildfire swept across the grassland.
Three years ago, he was just the lord of a remote town, the least favored of all the Wimbledon royal families.
Such a rapid rise is just like the Arabian Nights, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as a monster. And many of his actions are as unpredictable as monsters. Just like this enthronement ceremony, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that he is the only one who chose to hold the coronation ceremony in the winter when the evil moon is raging.
Usually kings like this only appear in times of turmoil or chaos. Thinking of the inside story of the Battle of Divine Will, he faintly felt that the world might usher in an earth-shaking upheaval.
"Your Majesty," the guard's words interrupted his thoughts, "Sir Hill Fox has sent a letter."
"Oh?" Horford retracted his gaze, "Take it apart and let me hear it."
"Yes."
"Your Majesty" is indeed an intoxicating title. He has been the hand of the king for nearly 20 years. He has called countless His Majesty. I can feel something expanding in my heart.
Then give your blessings to the King of Greycastle.
Horford knew that he was able to sit in this seat and let other people who were just around the corner retreat in spite of the difficulties. It was the support of the power of the neighboring countries behind him. Those big families are not afraid of the sword in the hands of the Quinn knight, but they are full of fear of the thunder that destroys the sky and destroys the earth. At this moment of drastic change, it was the safest way to tie the fate of the family to the Greycastle chariot.
"The letter says that a mine-hunting force from Graycastle has entered the Dawn Frontier, and they hope to get your assistance and support."
"Tell Count Losey about this, and let him lead the knights to meet him," Horford quickly ordered. "You also take my word of mouth and inform the lords on the way, be sure to provide this team with everything they need. s help."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
…
Wolf Heart Sea Area, Dagong Island.
Although this place is far away from the area affected by the evil moon, the wet and cold sea breeze passing through the city still makes the town look desolate. There are few people on the muddy streets, and only the dock area can barely maintain a little vitality.
Therefore, an open-air wine shop set up next to the dock warehouse is particularly eye-catching. It mainly provides extremely cheap warm-up wine for sailors. Compared with taverns that can shelter from the wind and rain, passers-by generally just get addicted and disperse by the way. The chill in the stomach, few people will stop after drinking, but at this moment there are nearly a hundred people gathered in front of its shop.
A woman in coarse clothes was also attracted by it.
"Falina?" Someone whispered, "What are you looking at? We should go."
"The devil," she replied.
"What?" The latter's expression changed.
"I heard someone mention the devil," repeated the woman known as Farina. "Wait a minute, Joe."
The man hesitated for a while, but finally lowered his head and replied in a very low voice, "Yes... Your Majesty."
"This is not an order," Farina waved her hand dismissively, then took a few steps closer to the crowd, hoping to hear it more clearly.
"I've never seen such a terrifying monster. They have wings longer than humans, and their fangs are as thick as arms. The city wall is a fart to them!" The source of the voice seemed to come from a sea merchant who was caught The feeling of being surrounded by the crowd made him particularly proud, and his voice became louder, "But this is not the most terrifying, there is another kind of devil sitting on those devils, like people, but much stronger than people. , the spear thrown is like an eye, fast and ruthless, and the armor can't stop it! I'm not afraid of your jokes, I almost didn't wet my pants at that time."
There was a sigh of relief from the crowd
"True or false? Isn't that invincible?"
"If you just stay in the sky, you won't be able to touch it at all!"
A handful of people also expressed disdain.
"You just talk nonsense, and devil, can you tell the difference between an evil beast and a devil?"
"That's right, go to the Hermes Plateau, where there are all kinds of monsters. I'm afraid you are so easy to pee, so don't freeze the little brother."
"Bah, you know shit!" Haishang shouted, "That's the name given by His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon! He has been in the Western Region for many years, can he not know the difference between evil beasts and devils? Want me Say, the evil beasts are a bunch of rambunctious refugees, and the devil is a well-trained army! Have you ever seen that group of beasts attack the city in batches?"
"If what you said is true, can Graycastle still be able to stop it?"
"You don't understand this, it was really dangerous at the time, but fire and lightning flashed on the city wall instantly, like a crackling hailstorm!" There were splashes all over the place, and one fell into a big hole in the chest in front of the hotel where I was staying, almost like a bowl, God knows how they did it!"
"It's impossible for a bed crossbow to have such power. According to you, isn't that prince's strength no different from that of a god?"
"Ha, otherwise how do you think he killed the church?"
Hearing this sentence, Farina immediately clenched her fists.
"..." Joe held her shoulders and shook his head silently at her.
"I know." She took a deep breath and released her hand, "What do you think about this?"
"The red moon has not yet appeared, and the devil should not be able to appear in the wild land, but his description of the devil is so similar to the records in the holy book, it is not like a random fabrication, so I... It is difficult to distinguish." After a while, his face was a little worried, "However, these are all with us."
"It doesn't matter," Farina replied. "You're right, Joe. We have to solve our own problems first."
After the death of the acting Pope Tucker Tolden, she followed the other party's wishes and evacuated the New Holy City with the remaining Judgment Army, intending to go to the Grand Duke Island in Wolfheart to rebuild the church. There used to be the stronghold of the witch organization Bloodfang Society. After being annihilated by the church army, in order to prevent the other party from making a comeback, the Holy City sent people to station there.
But they didn't expect that the news of the collapse of the Holy City spread faster than their pace. After learning of the fall of Hermes, the bishop of the Grand Duke Island no longer recognized the identity given by the church, turned his head and mixed with the nobles, and turned into a The Earl of Grand Duke Island even hanged the first messenger outside the city.
This incredible betrayal dealt a heavy blow to the Judgment Army. After that, many people left the team. Now that they have arrived on Dagong Island for half a year, they can only hide their heads and tails like mice crossing the street. If she can't raise the church flag and reunite people, I'm afraid the church will be completely ruined in her hands.
There is no doubt that the precarious situation can be restored only by the blood sacrifice of the traitors.
The difficulty is that the opponent also has a team of God's Punishment Warriors in their hands.
This battle is bound to be brutal.
"Let's go," Farina pulled up her hood and glanced at the wine shop one last time.
The sea merchants were still talking, "There are so many interesting things there! For example, the black iron ship as big as a hill, the giant building taller than the Babel Tower, once you visit it, you will never forget it!"
"Tell me all about it, and I'll add wine to you!"
"These are all from the handwriting of the Fourth Prince?"
"Hey, of course, but you can't call him His Royal Highness anymore because when I left Neverwinter, he had already decided to officially ascend to the throne! Well... let me think about it, um... it should be today!"
"Oh? So he is now the King of Greycastle?"
"Haha, that's a good name," Haishang held up the full wine glass, "Since it's such a coincidence, let me honor the King of Greycastle from afar!"
"To the King of Greycastle!" The crowd also raised their wine glasses in a jeering manner.
Greycastle... the king? Farina sneered twice, and you continue to build your seemingly prosperous kingdom in the ravine. When the battle of divine will comes, this world will eventually become a ruin. Sooner or later we will meet again in real hell, the only difference is who comes first. If I don't defeat the traitor this time, I'll go first; and if I win, I'll be here, waiting for the news that you've fallen into hell.
His Majesty Roland Wimbledon.