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Chapter 755 Arrives

In fact, there is no need to worry about the situation in Phar City.

With Zuo Fang and Duke Baiyin here, even if Fal City cannot be captured for a while, there won't be any big trouble, so Xu Shuo is relatively relieved.

He wanted to go over and have a look.

Just having nothing to do.

This time, he no longer traveled secretly. Instead, he informed the bishops who were staying in the capital, and then left the city in a formal manner like the Holy See of the Pope of Light.

The mighty Holy See procession slowly walked out of the royal capital.

The young head of Walder XVIII still hangs on the city gate at the rear.

But no one seems to care anymore.

The Holy See of the Pope arrived at the battlefield of Phar City without any hindrance, and did not encounter any threats on the way. Even if they occasionally met nobles who had fled from other city-states, everyone passed each other without incident.

Nothing happened to the point where the noble felt a little confused.

The Eastern Continent is about to fall, so many powerful people plan to flee overnight to other places, and then unite with the major military regions to divide the empire's forces.

Many people know that the royal family of St. Varro may have completely collapsed.

No matter what, this empire will change its surname.



Princess Teresa remained in the Holy See to serve.

She was still very nervous at first, worried that the Pope of Light would take the opportunity to use his identity to do something excessive to her.

But in the end, it was regrettable that she thought too much.

And when she arrived at Farr City.

It was even more regretful to find that the battle was over.

The night was very chaotic.

But the battle in Phare City went smoothly.

After the hundreds of thousands of imperial troops encountered the even more fierce and brave Silver Shield Legion, they were directly reduced to a pile of scattered sand.

At this time, Zuo Fang and Duke Silver took the opportunity to infiltrate Farr City. Under attack from both inside and outside, the city-state's governing council was controlled before it had time to react.

Duke Russo tried to resist.

The Silver Duke gave him a fair chance to fight.

Then the two of them decided the winner in one move, and the speed was so fast that the ruling council was desperate, and Duke Brown, who had just fled to the city of Fal, expressed even more despair.

Maybe there will be a chance for a comeback after the military regions in other parts of the mainland are brought together.

But no matter what, for the nobles and dignitaries of the major city-states surrounding the royal capital, there is no chance for them to make a comeback.

The Duke of Russo swore allegiance to the royal family of Saint-Varro to the death.

So he died.

As expected, Duke Brown chose to surrender. To show his sincerity, he was also willing to help the Holy See of Light persuade the governors of other city-states.

When dawn comes.

The fighting in Phare City slowly stopped.

The first ray of sunlight shines on the devastated land.

There was no divine brilliance of the God of Light here, so everyone used the light of the morning sun to see the broken tiles and ruins with blood flowing for thousands of miles, and also heard the mournful cries of swan geese floating in the sky.

War is always cruel.

"But it seems that the matter is not over yet. There are actually quite a lot of supporters of the San Valo Empire, so do you plan to be crowned today?"

Zuo Fang stood on the city wall, looking at the scene not far away and asked to the side.

Xu Shuo responded casually: "I will be crowned when I get back later."

Zuo Fang was stunned for a moment: "Damn it, so fast?"

He was just talking casually.

After all, there are a lot of things to prepare for a coronation.

No matter how you say it, you must first make this matter known to the world, and then issue an edict to the nobles and dignitaries whether they come or not, and then set an auspicious date for the coronation.

And then...

Zuo Fangguang's head started to hurt just thinking about it.

Xu Shuo said lightly: "There is no need to prepare so many troublesome processes. What we are looking for is speed, so naturally the faster the better. Just use magic to transmit the coronation news to the major churches in the main city, which happens to be above the Gate of Pallas.

The blood has also been washed away."

Zuo Fang: "..."

So hardcore.





The Gate of Pallas has been cleaned again.

At noon.

Today's weather is quite suitable.

The bright sunshine fell on the lime steps, clearly illuminating the patterns on the pilasters on both sides of the Gate of Pallas, which were the sun crown marks carved on them overnight.

In just two or three days.

This gate ushered in its second coronation ceremony.

Although the person who was crowned was changed.

But the people who took to the stage did not change.

But the priesthood is actually very dissatisfied with the current situation.

However, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, the only way to consolidate the status of the divine power is to carry out a hasty coronation first. After the chaos on the mainland has completely subsided, the Holy See will hold a second grand coronation.

Xu Shuo once again wore the complicated and gorgeous priestly robes, holding the shining sun crown and scepter, and walked onto the high platform under the auspices of the priest assembly.

This time.

Below the Gate of Pallas.

The group of royal heirs of the Saint-Varro royal family still stood paying attention.

Also standing were a group of nobles who had not had time to escape from the royal capital and were forced to participate in the coronation ceremony with unknown emotions.

This time.

There are no more accidents and changes like yesterday.

The coronation ceremony was completed very smoothly.

The Pope of Light has now been renamed the Pope of Light.

Xu Shuo stood on the high platform and waved the sun crown scepter.

The bright golden light fell on the earth in the direction of the sun, so the royal family of Saint-Varro, headed by Prince Simon and Princess Teresa, knelt down respectfully and saluted, shouting loyalty to the Holy See of Light.

The royal family of San Varo has chosen to pledge allegiance.

Those nobles no longer struggled. Even if they struggled, they shouldn't struggle at this time. No one was still holding their heads up proudly.

The Holy See Army put down their weapons and looked up at the figure on the high platform with even more faith and piety.

The mark of the sun's crown shines in the light.

The blood in the corner of the royal capital has not yet dried up, but this imperial city-state seems to have ushered in its new life.

"My God is above, the light shines brightly!"





The coronation ceremony of the Holy See ended perfectly.

But it will take some time for this news to spread throughout the human continent.

Even some remote places are not aware of yesterday's incident at the Gate of Pallas, nor are they aware that the capital has changed hands, nor do they know that this huge human empire has been semi-changed.

However, churches in major major cities are already trying their best to convey this news.

Not to mention, there are also numerous nobles and nobles in various major military regions who are quickly sending this message to various places.

The former is for the glory of the Holy See.

The latter is about how to protect one's own rights and interests.

But no matter what.

The news should be spread around after tomorrow.

"We have to wait another night."

Zuo Fang collapsed on the sofa without any image.

Xu Shuo sat next to him and read a magic book, studying and recording the magical structure of this world seriously, and ignored his complaints.

Now they don't need to do anything.

Just need to wait.

However, some people are still quite busy.



The Duke of Silver didn't even wait for Xu Shuo's coronation ceremony to begin. After capturing Fal City, he left the Silver Shield Legion in the Eastern Continent, and then he flew back to the Northland Silver City State with Snow Eagle Ayue overnight.

For no other reason than to migrate to the Silver City-State.

Although his side mission has been completed inexplicably, the character card slot has not been filled, and the Silver Duke has no intention of giving up this rare character card.

So naturally he has to find ways to fulfill the character's wish and fill up the card slot.

Now the camp mission is about to be completed.

Different from ordinary scripts, in camp scripts, as long as one party's camp mission is completed, the countdown to the end of the game will be started directly.

And the side missions that have not been completed before.

Directly determine failure.

Then the unfinished character cards are naturally gone.

The snow eagle flew thousands of miles in an instant, but it continued flying all night, and was so tired that the eagle could no longer flap its wings. It was not until noon the next day that the Silver Duke arrived in the Northland.

Fortunately, when he left before.

He had revealed his intention to move to the Silver City to the housekeeper, so it was not a rush to prepare now.

As for where to migrate.

When he was on the march, during his free time, Duke Silver had already looked at the map and found several suitable locations, although those locations were other people's city-states.

But it doesn't matter.

Just rush over and capture that city-state!

Look at that Archon.

Is he the count from the San Valo Empire camp?

Then it’s no problem and you can fight!

The Duke of Silver was extremely decisive in his actions. He was so fast that the count didn't even react after he was driven out of his castle. He stood in a state of confusion in the cold and windy snow.

Who am I? Where am I? Can I go back?

Did you encounter a Northland bandit just now?

After determining the migration location, the Silver Duke began to worry again, could the migration be completed within one day?

But before he could think it through.

I accidentally opened the player's handbook and looked at it, and found that the character cards had been filled up unconsciously.

Silver Duke: "..."

After frowning and looking at the card slot for a while, the Silver Duke decisively stopped worrying about this issue. Perhaps it was his behavior of staying up all night and rushing back to arrange the Far North that moved the character.

Since there was no need to rush to move people away within one day, Duke Silver did not make any hurried preparations.

He was sitting leisurely in the Silver Castle.

Looking at the snow-white sky and earth outside, the Silver Duke held his chin and thought.

There shouldn’t be any need for his help there, right?

Then I would be too lazy to fly back again.

Snow Eagle Ah Yue lay on the terrace of the huge study room, blowing the cold wind outside, and closed her eyes to rest comfortably.





"Why hasn't this night passed yet..."

Left on the sofa, he rolled over in boredom.

Xu Shuo was still reading the magic book quietly, turning a blind eye to the ignorant chief knight next to him.

Left unattended, Zuo Fang started rolling and wailing.

Xu Shuo couldn't bear it and put down his books and looked at him: "Either you go outside to kill time, or you don't stay here and act bad, get out!"

After the coronation ceremony, the Holy See held a grand ball in the palace in Tantinople.

However, Xu Shuo left the scene after showing his face. The priests of the Holy See were responsible for communicating with the famous nobles. Now it can be said that it is lively outside.

Seeing that he seemed really impatient, Zuo Fang curled his lips and walked out.



Ancient palace melodies floated in the night sky.

The sound of the cello is rich and powerful, and the music composed is lyrical and enthusiastic, elevating the atmosphere of the dance.

Although it is winter, it is not cold.

The dance was in the golden square before.

Princess Teresa was dressed up and attended the ball, thinking that even at the last moment she would have to win some drama, so she actively wandered around the ball.

Not far away, Princess Philona, ​​the Third Highness, was following her figure with a complex expression.

In the past, this youngest sister needed her protection, and she needed to hide under her wings to survive in the whirlpool of Fort Tantino.

But she didn't expect that just overnight, their identities would have undergone earth-shaking changes. Only then did she suddenly realize that she had never clearly seen this nineteen-year-old sister who was sent away since she was a child.

Princess Philona sighed inwardly, then picked up two intact glasses of wine from the dining table and walked over there.

"Sister Teresa."

Teresa heard the voice and turned to look at her.

With a perfect smile on her face, Princess Philona handed over a glass of wine.

Her posture was still graceful and elegant: "I really didn't expect what happened this time. It turned out that Sister Teresa's identity was hidden so deeply. In the past, it was my sister who neglected you. I hope my sister won't take it to heart."

Teresa glanced at her with unclear eyes, then reached out to take the wine and also raised a smile.

Being able to swear allegiance to the Holy See so resolutely at that critical moment, no matter what the reason was, Princess Fiona, the Third Highness of the Royal Family of San Varo, is an extremely courageous person.

Even now that she knew that she had been tricked by Teresa, she was still able to quickly correct her identity and come over to talk with a smile.

No reason, just for a better survival.

Teresa did not refuse Princess Philona's overtures. She drank the glass of wine and seemed relieved when she saw Philona.

The relationship between the two reconciled at the dance.

At least that's the case on the surface.





One night.

The Holy See of Light captured the royal capital and occupied Fort Tantino. The royal family of Saint Varro swore allegiance to the Holy See and the news that their Holy See of Light was crowned as the new king of the empire under the Gate of Pallas.

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There has been no movement from all the forces on the mainland.

However, the honor and prestige that the Saint-Varro royal family had built up to this point had probably perished with the overthrow of Walder XVIII, and there was absolutely no room for maneuver.

[Congratulations on completing the mission: overthrowing the royal rule of the San Valo Empire.]

[Congratulations to the players for completing more than 50% of the main mission. This theater will end in ten minutes. Please be prepared. 】

Perhaps what the Holy See of Light wants to do is to have authority over the king's power, and to become the new ruler of this continent.

But what the Holy See camp of Light has to do.

From beginning to end, it was just to make Saint Varro's royal power disappear.

Except for the royal family of San Varo.

In fact, anyone can sit on that throne.

The moonlight has fallen, and the sky is stained with thick ink colors. There is no light gap in the sky before dawn, and it is silent in a pure and dead darkness.

This is the darkest and quietest moment.



The dance has ended, and the castle is extremely quiet before dawn.

Xu Shuo had already exhausted most of his mental energy and stayed up late to read a magic book for a long time. At this moment, he finally felt a little unable to hold on and yawned.

There are still ten minutes left.

He was planning to take a nap and wait for the game to end.

But this time.

The door was suddenly opened.

The lights in the castle have dimmed a lot over time. At this moment, there is a person standing at the dark door. His figure is only faintly outlined by the dim light of the wall lamp in the room, but his expression cannot be clearly seen.

But in the sight of the Pope of Light.

This one is a familiar gray gradient layer.

Because the physical features are very light in color, the other person's skin, long hair, and clothing are all a light gray-white color without any extra black and gray layers.

Pure and clean.

Just like the moonlight hanging in the dark night.

"how?"

Xu Shuo spoke lazily.

This is Catalina who had locked herself in her room for a whole day and night, and she did not let herself out even during Xu Shuo's coronation ceremony.

But at this moment, he walked out of the room somewhat surprisingly.




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