"Ah...it hurts...I got hit by the Holy Word bastard for no reason..."
Eret clutched her chest and collapsed on the ground, and was carefully helped up by Franiel.
"Young Master, you have done too many bad things..." He was also caught off guard by the Holy Word Judgment as soon as he turned the corner. Eret threw himself directly to the ground, but Franiel was unscathed. "Holy Word Judgment"
But it only reacts to divine enemies and evil people..."
"What an evil person! I'm just Chaotic Neutral!" Eret argued. He rested on the ground for a long time, and now he finally regained his breath. The person hit by the Holy Word spell was like being hit by a car, as if he was in reality.
The impact can shatter a person's internal organs, but fortunately Eret's "level of evil" is not too high. The Holy Word only punishes him slightly, and does not really want to take his life.
However, when he fell to the ground, Yi Wenyan, who was following him, was fighting and running with the priest. He didn't know when he had disappeared.
"What a bad luck... Why did the people from the church suddenly take action... We were almost able to confirm Sir Ian's true appearance!" Faced with such a situation of failure, even a person with a heartless temper like Eret, this time
Shi Ye couldn't help but complain angrily.
Franiel was speechless and reminded Eret in a low voice: "...Master, didn't you just release the troll a few days ago? You said you wanted to test the Duke's palace's reaction..."
"Oh, right!" Eret suddenly realized, "...those idiot nobles of 'Crescent Moon' said they wanted revenge, but they don't even know what Sir looks like..."
"Moreover - a mid-level mage?! A troll who can make it difficult for even a junior mage of truth to deal with, and a mid-level mage who can be burned to death with a fourth-level metamagic spell?!"
"You're kidding me!"
"Although at the beginning, I didn't have any expectations for these useless Nanling nobles who had been working under the wings of Silver Rose Duke for eighty years, but I couldn't even get this most basic information...
Assassinating the Grand Duke's son or something...are they here to make fun of you?!"
But Franiel was very calm: "... Sir Ian, in the past nine years, has never shown any extraordinary talent in swordsmanship and magic. Suddenly he showed such a skill, I guess all parties are retreating...
"
"Impossible..." Eret shook his head. He listened to the explosion in the distance, looked at the rising fire, and smiled mockingly at the corner of his mouth: "Now the eyes of the entire empire are focused on Nanling. His Majesty the Pope and the Emperor
We all know that compared with Feldnan, who has superhuman strength, it is more difficult to control Yiwen, who has outstanding intelligence. Feldnan is a close friend of His Majesty the Emperor, and he is restrained by the Nanling rebels, so His Majesty the Emperor can do whatever he wants.
Feel free to use the Ian family as a trusted weapon against the Holy City."
"But the little Duke's biological mother, Princess Vicki, died young. The Little Duke, who is far away in Nanling, only has a superficial relationship with the royal family. In the past six years, he has led the imperial military system.
Reform, after nine years of rest and recuperation, the Nanling Restoration Army, whose overall strength was at its peak in history, was defeated in one fell swoop. Although the commander was Feldnan, anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was not the Grand Duke who really played a key role, but his
At the age of 9, this evil son has completely taken over the internal affairs of the entire territory..."
Sitting on the ground, Eret said with a truly worried look. As he said, it would be great if the enemies were really just stupid Nanling nobles. But if you want to kill
The little Duke belongs to His Majesty the Emperor, and that is the scariest thing - the distance in the relationship is mutual. In the past nine years, the Little Duke and His Majesty the Emperor have only met a few times, and they showed their unruly talents too early.
Not only will His Majesty the Emperor be worried about Sir Ivan's rebellion when he comes of age, but the young Duke himself might as well not be worried about the actions in the imperial capital...
Just like myself...
Thinking of this, Eret couldn't help but get a headache. That's right, the Rose Amfield family of the Prince's Palace, although not the national surname Aenolia, is a branch of the royal family that is unscrupulous. His father asked him to come to Nanling to help
Rebelling against the nobles...Whether this was his father's intention or an order from His Majesty the Emperor is a mystery...
However, this probably depends on the choice of Mr. Silver Rose...
As the son of a prince, he pretends to be ignorant of the world, naive and stupid, but Eret has been familiar with the horror of political strife a long time ago. Yes, in the face of foreign enemies and internal troubles, His Majesty the Emperor will not
Doing such a stupid thing to cut off one's arm. But this year is the 40th birthday of His Majesty the Emperor. On the last 30th birthday of the Emperor, Duke Feldernand was unable to attend because he was on the battlefield. But now the 40-year-long Southern
The Ling rebellion has been decided, and Duke Feldnan has no reason not to join anymore...
Shirley doesn't have to go, Yi Lier doesn't have to come, and even the young Duke Yiwenyan can shirk it, but only Feldnan himself has to go and have a proper meeting with His Majesty the Emperor...
And his arrival was a kind of beating and warning from the royal forces to the Grand Duke and the Little Duke.
If you don't go... it won't be a matter of His Majesty the Emperor not trusting the Grand Duke...
Eret saw it clearly.
Once Feldnan leaves, things will probably change in Nanling.
And little Duke Yi Wenyan... even if I wait for the emperor's order, I will not take action again. And how do you plan to deal with the Nanling nobles who have armed themselves and the priest assassins in the Holy City who have been planning for a long time?
where are they?
.
"Report! Sir, how should we deal with these two assassins?"
A group of white crow sergeants quickly ran to Yi Wenyan and saluted him.
Among the three major close-selected companies, White Crow's close-selected company has 700 people. Everyone has actual combat experience and is a first-class veteran. As early as three years ago, the command of White Crow has completely fallen to Yi Wen.
In Ian's hands, except for the outer skin of the Imperial Army, the inside is completely the bones of the New Model Army. All soldiers are composed of civilians and businessmen with outstanding talents, and their average combat effectiveness is above that of high-level swordsmen.
Coupled with the organization and training of the modern army, supplemented by a small number of reliable low-ranking noble young officers, the loyalty and combat effectiveness are very excellent.
Yi Wenyan turned around and looked around, and found that what the two white crow sergeants were holding between them was the church girl he had knocked unconscious before.
He thought about it, and finally gave up on killing the two of them directly: "Tie them up first and send them to the Duke's Palace. I want to interrogate them personally."
"Oh, by the way, remember to send a letter to the church, saying: The new priestess is very beautiful. I invite her to come to the Duke's Palace as a guest. With the protection of Paladin Lamberts, there will be no problem with her safety."
Yi Wenyan spread his hands to the noncommissioned officers who were trying their best to hold back their laughter: "But when will we send them back... Well... they seem to be asleep, so I can't ask for the time being."