Chapter 297 Imre, the Current Head of the Grantham Family, Please Father
Chapter 297 Imre, the current head of the Grantham family, asks his father to die! (10K)
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 297 Imre, the current head of the Grantham family, asks his father to die! (10K)
As expected, things did not go beyond Kyle's expectations.
The impact of this incident was more severe than he imagined. Almost as soon as the details were revealed, Kyle's overbearing behavior immediately caused an uproar.
At this time, the Ibel Federation was already in the midst of a fierce battle with Holy Brinia. The God of Life and the Church of the God of Death jointly took action, but were directly counterattacked by the Magic Monarch. Such a dramatic thing could happen at any time.
A topic that people talk about a lot.
Not to mention, there is now a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides.
In fact, because of this incident, the border was already on fire from all sides from the beginning, and the war further expanded.
For example, the military base of Grantham Territory, which was originally the first bridgehead to be attacked by the petitioner army, has now completely entered a period of all-out war.
In other words, even the remaining old men in Grantham are eager to use a war to prove themselves.
In other words, the subsequent impact of the betrayal of the former Marquess of Grantham was simply too great.
Even though the turmoil has been temporarily suppressed, everyone actually knows that the things committed by the former Marquis of Grantham cannot be said to have subsided.
Now the former lord has been unilaterally deprived of his title of marquis by the Iber Federation, and his son Imre Grantham has taken over. From the perspective of outsiders, this is not the same as having no control over the Grantham family.
Has any resolution been taken?
If everyone really wants to act this way, then the Ibel Federation will no longer maintain its rule. The top leaders will betray if they want to, and they don't need to be punished. How can such a good thing happen?
Therefore, Caesar's consul also made a clear request, that is, Imre Grantham, as his successor, cannot avoid any territorial defense battle that takes place around Grantham.
You must always stand at the forefront and prove your loyalty to the Ibel Federation.
In short, you must fight to the last moment.
This is quite a reasonable approach for the Ibel Federation.
Compared with the many lords who have not committed any mistakes, lords like this whose family has committed unforgivable sins are easier to use on border battlefields.
Because for them, once they make another fatal mistake, there will be no room for them to turn around.
So as long as they are given a chance, they will do everything possible to survive.
This is the case with the Grantham family now.
Bearing the original sin of betrayal, the Grantham family has no way out. It is even more impossible to simply give up their title. After all...
For many people, a substantial decline in living standards and consumption concepts may not be any easier than death.
Therefore, in every battle, the various principal families and branches of Grantham Territory really tried their best.
But for the Grantham branch, it is obviously impossible to say that there are no complaints against the main family in my heart.
If this is because of their own problems and they have to accept mandatory orders from the top of the federation, then forget it.
But what is going on?
The leader of the main family defected to the other side without even saying hello, and then the other members of the family, who were living normally, had to endure such misfortune.
Although some people in the separated family are also comforting themselves, saying, "This is just enjoying the blessings of the master's family. I have not received the blessings, so naturally I don't have to suffer the disasters. It is normal to share the responsibilities with the master's family."
However, knowing that this is normal and being able to accept it if it happens to you are two different things.
To be honest, if Grantham and Ah hadn't been educated to be loyal to the Ibel Federation since birth, the people's recognition of the Federation would indeed be high enough, and after the former Marquis of Grantham defected, he now took over
Imre Grantham does everything personally. Even on the battlefield, he "charges me" instead of "charges me"...
If it hadn't been affected by many circumstances, Grantham Territory would have been in chaos by now.
However, even so, Grantham Territory itself is already approaching its limit.
Now the Ibel Federation is fighting with the Holy Brinia Dragon. The Holy Brinia Expeditionary Crusade that has been assembled began to divide into three groups and move towards the Ibel Federation.
Among them, the first one to fight was the expeditionary crusaders trying to break through Grantham Territory.
After the initial confrontation, the two sides quickly retreated from each other and had no intention of continuing the battle.
However, after this confrontation, the interior of Grantham Territory seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud.
…
"Master, what should we do next?"
A heavily armored knight puffed his beard and glared angrily.
This temporary battle was fought with great restraint, and it could be said that it ended hastily.
But this time, Grantham's mentality collapsed.
Because this time, among the people who led the team to encircle and suppress the Grantham Territory, there was the former Marquis of Grantham, who was Imre's father.
Seeing the culprit who had single-handedly pushed Grantham to this point, rising steadily in the enemy's camp, the extremely angry and even distorted emotions almost prevented everyone from breaking through.
Imre sat in the position of the head of the family, with a numb expression on his face, like a lifeless wooden man. After a long time, Imre opened his mouth and said:
"When I dreamed many times, I would dream about what it felt like to be penetrated by my father and nailed to the ground.
In every dream I have with him, I hope he can comfort me, saying that he was actually captured by Holy Brinia, and everything he did was forced.
But even in my sleep, I couldn't deceive myself. My father in my dreams always left me with that cold and mocking expression.
I knew at that moment that I should make the choice that the head of Grantham should make."
When Imre Grantham said these words calmly, everyone present was silent for a moment.
Three years have almost passed. During these three years, there have been many wars in the areas around Grantham Territory. As the new head of Grantham, everyone thought that he would be depressed for a long time because of his father's incident.
But he never expected that it would not take long for Imre to regain his energy and start preparing for the future of Grantham Territory.
Everyone still remembers that during that period, Imre visited every Grantham branch house door to door, as well as the families who lost their loved ones in the sudden battlefield, and explained the truth of the matter in a sincere tone.
He made a promise to fight to the end.
When he came back again, Imre's expression seemed to have changed slightly.
It's as if something fundamental has mutated.
"Every time I hear from others what level my father has been promoted to in Holy Brinia, I will be extremely angry. It was obviously him who taught me how to be loyal to the Federation, and now he has chosen to betray and stand on the opposite side of us.
."
When Imre said this, he slowly stood up and walked around the conference hall of Lord Grantham's Mansion.
Whenever he passed by each Grantham branch, the sadness and awe-inspiring murderous intent almost made people's skin crawl.
"Head of the family, are you ready?" A clan elder said in a deep voice, "If this happens, you will be blamed for parricide."
Imre said calmly: "Then just bear it. He betrayed the Federation, betrayed the blood of Grantham, betrayed the chivalric ideals we have always adhered to, betrayed the people who trusted him, and betrayed
I.
The reason why I am willing to accept the position of the head of the family and take the initiative to rush to the front is to defeat him and defeat my father who has been helpful in raising me."
When Imre said these words, the firm will in his words was almost clearly transmitted to everyone present through his voice.
Everyone looked at each other, a look of relief flashed in their eyes.
In fact, they have never been afraid of war. Grantham Territory is a very rare territory where almost all the people are soldiers. For the people of the Grantham family, war is simply like drinking water and eating.
But it is precisely because generations of people have been deeply involved in the battlefield and have seen too much blood and tears. Tragedies were staged one after another in front of them, which not only did not erase their will, but also made them further aware of the meaning of life.
valuable.
Not just to fight, but to fight to deal with the blood and tears.
To defend your children, to protect your own family, to protect your beliefs, and to fight for a better tomorrow for the Federation.
It should not be because of the cowardice and confusion of the leader himself that he should have chosen to let himself and his fellow tribesmen die in vain.
It doesn't mean that people can't be confused or timid, but incompetence is the biggest original sin for people sitting in the leader's position.
Now that the head of the Imre family has shown his firm determination, all they can do is...
"Fight to the death!" A patriarch of a branch family who lost his son in the battle when Grantham Territory was captured slammed the table.
"Fight to the death!!" When the second person gritted his teeth and said the most decisive words in a dull voice, the scene began to boil.
"Fight to the death!!!" When Imre looked at everyone seriously and set the tone calmly, the scene finally failed to control the sound and fell into a sea of madness.
Imre looked at all this sadly and silently made up his mind in his heart.
Having come this far, he had no way out.
Whether it is for the people around him who support him or for his own conscience as a federal citizen, he will eventually fight his father on the battlefield.
"Father, have you ever thought that things would end up like this?"
Imre murmured softly.
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[Location: Grantham Territory Border Line, 40 miles east and west of the city wall, Holy Brinia Crusader Camp]
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely warm.
The smiles on the faces of the Holy Brinia soldiers who have been staggeringly confronting the guardians of Grantham Territory have become much brighter.
Grantham's soldiers were tougher than they thought.
In the past three years, although Holy Brinia would send support from time to time in the name of "volunteers", during the actual contact process, they soon discovered that the Grantham soldiers were far away.
Much stronger than them.
Or to be more precise, they had no way of suppressing the highly motivated Grantham Cavalry Regiment on the battlefield.
The Grantham Cavalry Regiment, which repeatedly launched desperate charges against their camp, suffered heavy casualties, but their terrifying desire to win really seemed to swallow up everything.
If Kyle were to see Imre now, he would probably be surprised by Imre's transformation.
After all, when I first met Imre, this guy gave me the impression that he was a somewhat rebellious and careless aristocratic young man.
But now, Imre has finally become a lord who is worthy of everyone's trust and makes his enemies fear him.
At least now, the generals and soldiers of Holy Brinia on the border will subconsciously frown after hearing about Imre's reputation.
Of course, Imre has become more reliable, and those who are happy are the people of the Ibel Federation, not this group of ordinary soldiers.
The guy who has been chased and chased these days has completely lost the courage to fight with him.
Now that they have reinforcements, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
As for not being able to win, they basically never considered this kind of thing.
After all, the legion that came this time was something that the ordinary legions of the Ibel Federation couldn't compete with.
That is the main legion of the Ibel Federation. Generally, when active on the mainland, the purpose of these legions' activities is to suppress some uncontrolled disasters.
For example, there are rumors that a gate leading to the abyss appeared in a certain place, and a large number of demons poured out to cause trouble in all directions.
For example, an extremely serious anomaly occurs in a certain place, a large number of monsters attack the gathering place, or there are man-made vicious events such as [Skeleton Wave] and [Undead Disaster].
Generally, only when encountering such a situation will it be the regular army's turn to attack.
In this case, it doesn't matter if the soldiers of the Grantham Territory are elite. They have enough confidence in the expeditionary crusade and can directly clean up everything with a devastating attitude.
In fact, the same idea was shared within the Expeditionary Crusade.
"The resistance of the Grantham Territory is very resolute, but this is all expected. They will not be the protagonists of this battle. Our primary target should still be the Silver Guards. They are our
A real rival."
At this time, in the camp of the Crusaders, such a conversation came from time to time.
Obviously, under the guidance of the current expeditionary crusaders, they never thought of focusing on the persevering members of the Grantham Territory.
For them, the most important thing now is to get them together as soon as possible when the Silver Guards invade, and prepare in advance for the feasibility of dragging them to hell.
Compared with the Silver Guards who have created too many miracles, even though the Grantham Knights have demonstrated combat qualities that far exceed those of ordinary legions, they are still far behind the top Silver Guards.
An insurmountable ravine.
This terrifying gap almost engulfed this team.
"The news has been effectively verified. This time the Silver Guards will not allow us to breach Grantham's city wall.
As long as under such circumstances, everyone, be mentally prepared and fight to the death!"
The leading paladin had a solemn look in his eyes.
For the paladins, choosing to die for glory and glory is really a thrilling thing for them. It seems that as long as they follow the glory, they will be invincible and victorious in every battle.
The atmosphere at the scene was finally aroused. It was obvious that this legion also had amazing achievements, and its keen sense of battle was no less than that of the Silver Guards.
As for strength...
It can only be said that it is difficult to say.
For such a top-notch army at the time, no one could guarantee that they would win in the end without actually fighting against each other.
But one thing is certain, that is, this battle will come quickly.
Suddenly, the leader of the Silver Guards, the demigod-level priest Midgaras, turned his head and looked at a corner of the council.
"I think, faced with the current situation, Mr. Grantham wouldn't think of passing on the details of our crusade at this time, right?"
The Marquis of Grantham shook his head and said: "There is no need to say more about this kind of thing. For us, the expeditionary crusade is an important tool for us to complete the mission of the church, and it also lays the foundation for victory.
And I am no longer a federal person, please call me a professional holy brinian."
The unusually magnanimous expression of the Marquis of Grantham made everyone a little uneasy.
After all, the Marquis of Grantham is indeed a powerful bomb. No one knows whether this bomb will suddenly detonate and cause them to burn themselves.
But it doesn't matter, the most important issue now is not this.
The reason why Pope Macefield appointed this guy to be the commander of the expeditionary crusade this time was to use the Marquis of Grantham’s knowledge of Grantham’s relevant personnel and the location of Grantham Territory to make the expedition
The Crusaders can break the game quickly.
Thinking of this, the powerful demigod Midgaras, who was in charge of the Crusaders, couldn't help but think of the conversation between himself and Pope Macefield before leaving.
…
"Lord Macefield, do you really want to appoint the Marquis of Grantham as the main manager of our expeditionary crusade? He has betrayed his motherland before, and betraying us now will only be worse than betraying the Iber Federation.
It’s easier.”
"Midgaras, if you think about it better, at least now he has no second choice except to seek refuge with us.
Don’t even forget that if you want to break through the Grantham Territory as soon as possible, the cost will be far higher than we imagined. Without the help of the former Marquis of Grantham...
Midgaras, you have to think clearly, do you really want to use the blood of our holy Brinians to fill this hole?"
"..." At that time, I could only remain silent.
Perhaps aware of the unnecessary thoughts in his heart, Pope Masefield patted himself on the shoulder and said seriously:
"Don't say any more about this matter. If you are unhappy with such a person who betrays his country so easily...
Then, after using him to the best of his ability, just treat this guy with a disgusting smell all over his body and throw it away as a piece of rotten rag, or just kill him humanely."
After hearing this plan, Midgaras couldn't help but smile.
Let this so-called Marquis of Grantham be thrown away like a rotten rag, use up all the remaining value he has now, and use him as you want later.
He had no right to resist anyway.
Thinking of this, the uneasiness and hesitation in my heart also eased a little.
"Of course I trust the credibility of the Marquess of Grantham. Once you make a choice about something in advance, there is no turning back."
After hearing what Midgaras said, the Marquis of Grantham, who had always looked extremely peaceful, showed a complicated expression on his face, and finally said:
"I will try my best to help you. After all, I don't want to lose my life in this small place."
"As long as you can perform the tasks you are supposed to do perfectly as you told His Majesty Masefield, Holy Brinia will not give up on a companion who is loyal to us."
Pastor Midgaras said softly, with a convincing smile on his face, as if what he said would definitely come true.
It is really difficult for normal people to see through his disguise, and they will only regard this as a promise made by a demigod.
But how many people know that the purpose of the Midgaras priest is to directly bury the Marquis of Grantham on the front line?
The so-called commitment is only considered a commitment while a person is alive.
Once everyone dies, all the promises made before will be thrown away as easily as toilet paper.
"I have formulated a detailed strategy on how to dismantle Grantham Territory's defense system. In the coming time, I will ask everyone to cooperate with each other and give me your advice."
Marquis Grantham said seriously, taking out the detailed plan from his space equipment and handing it to everyone.
It didn't take long for everyone present to read the relevant content.
One side was surprised by the Marquis of Grantham's determination, and the other side also had a look of admiration on his face.
There is no doubt that although the Marquis of Grantham has abandoned military service and served as a civil servant for a long time, he still maintains the glorious tradition of Grantham.
That is the super keen observation ability of military strategies and the ability of tactical layout.
This plan, which had been prepared in advance, was filled with the former Marquess of Grantham's understanding and knowledge of the terrain of his territory, and even included a large amount of analysis of the main generals in the territory.
Not only that, the information in his hand even contains relevant character profile models of some of the top generals of the Silver Guard.
Based on all this, he deduced a set of tactics that seemed quite sinister to everyone. According to the understanding of the experienced warriors present, if this strategy is used well, it can completely lead to a collision between the two sides.
In an instant, the tough-looking Grantham collar was directly punched through.
Even the Priest of Midgaras, who looked down upon the Marquis of Grantham, had no choice but to admire the talent of the former Lord of Grantham at this moment.
"It's a pretty good plan, but it's a little underhanded, but... I like it."
There was a strange smile on Midgaras's face.
Sometimes, the destructive power brought by traitors may even be more terrifying than the enemy's powerful troops themselves.
After hearing the praise from Midgaras, the Marquis of Grantham bent down slightly, with a flattering expression on his face, as if he was hoping that his strategy would be recognized by the higher-ups of Holy Brinia.
feel happy.
However, at this moment, a change suddenly occurred.
The Priest of Midgaras, who was sitting there quietly, suddenly became angry and slashed out the priest's scepter like a sharp sword. A terrifying sense of crisis filled the Marquis of Grantham.
.
At this moment, a large amount of spell power emerged from the body of Marquis Grantham.
Under the influence of the spell, the surge of power suppressed the sweeping scepter almost immediately.
However, what was unexpected was that it was just such an ordinary scepter, but it used brute force to smash the defense of the Marquis of Grantham in an instant and bombarded him.
The Marquis of Grantham snorted and fell backwards. When he came to his senses, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out.
There was an expression of shock and anger on his face, he held the sword tightly in his hand, and looked angrily at the Midgaras priest who suddenly took action, with a predatory light in his eyes.
"Hahaha~ Sorry, I have some strength. If the team wants to see how strong the Marquis of Grantham is. After all, casualties are easy to occur on the battlefield. If you want to ensure that you are not harmed, the easiest way is
The best way is to understand your strength.
I'm really sorry for causing damage to your body."
As he spoke, the scepter in his hand bloomed with a warm radiance. Under the radiance, the Marquis of Grantham, who was internally injured by a stick, snorted and watched everything soon shine under the radiance of divine healing.
The wound on his lower body had recovered, and the expression on his face was extremely gloomy.
Seeing the performance of the Marquis of Grantham, Pastor Midgaras scratched his head and said in a casual tone:
"Speaking of which, Marquis of Grantham, you are really strong. I just wanted to use the bonus killing power to cut you in half and then heal you.
I didn't expect you to actually be able to react.
Putting it this way, your current comprehensive strength has actually made you a senior saint, which is really rare!"
Midgarath's words made the Marquis of Grantham lower his head slightly, as if he wanted to hide the resentment in his heart, and said in a low voice:
"Now that the relevant strategies have been given to you, I will not accompany you for the rest of the matter. I will go back to the camp to take a rest."
"Go ahead, I'm sorry about what happened today." Until this time, Midgaras' tone finally returned to normal communication.
The other managers gathered together in the camp breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
Just now they thought the two were going to have a direct conflict at the scene.
Fortunately, the situation is not as bad as they imagined. At least for now, the situation is still under their control.
…
It was not until the Marquis of Grantham left that the atmosphere became active again.
A titled legend who had a fairly good relationship with the priest of Midgaras whispered: "Lord Midgaras, was it a bit too much to directly attack the Marquis of Grantham just now?"
Although for them, people like the Marquis of Grantham who betrayed their hometown were also looked down upon, but now the Crusaders were borrowing their knowledge of the Grantham Territory to obtain the fruits of victory.
Now we don't know whether we can get the fruits of victory, so we gave the party leading the way a heavy blow.
Under such circumstances, he still felt that such a move was too reckless.
But Midgaras shook his head and said: "I don't really want to kill him, but I always feel that as a betrayer, this guy is too diligent?"
The titled legend shook his head and said: "Others hope that the traitors will put down their shame early and fully cooperate with them to carry out their work. Why are they so picky when they come to you?"
"No, you don't understand. For those of us who have entered the realm of demigods, we will be more or less aware of certain potential anomalies as long as we are exposed to them.
I always feel that the Marquis of Grantham does not seem to be such a kind-hearted person, so on the one hand, it was to test, and on the other hand, it was to drive him out. The details of our discussions should not be known to such people."
The titled legend thought for a moment and nodded.
This is true. For the plans they are making now, they must be careful and careful. You cannot be too cautious.
On this point, he also supports Midgaras' choice.
The bad guys didn't let them do it anyway.
"Actually, there is really no need to think so much. Of course the Marquis of Grantham will not be so kind to help us. I think the main reason is that the situation in Grantham does not look optimistic now.
As for the current Marquess of Grantham, he still wishes that the Ibel Federation would be disbanded!
After all, as long as the Ibel Federation is still around, it means that he will face the possibility of being retaliated by the Ibel Federation at all times.
Under such circumstances, he would only wish for something to happen to the Federation soon, so that the problem would never be found on him. The increasingly powerful Federation would only become entangled with more and more vested interests who hoped that they would fall forever.
After all, not every benefit looks so clean."
The Midgaras priest could only nod his head in the end, admitting the authenticity of this matter:
"It's a pity that the demigod of the Ibell Federation came nearby early to secretly observe us. If he hadn't come directly, I might have directly destroyed the defense of Grantham Territory."
"Lord Midgaras, you are really...are you a little too hasty like this?"
"Why are you so anxious? If given the chance, I would like to destroy the entire Grantham right now. The lost glory must be regained with ten times the effort.
The reason why you think so is because you still don’t know what is happening on the other side of the northern wasteland.”
"What's going on?" the titled legend asked curiously.
"The Church of the God of Life and the Church of the God of Death joined forces to try to kill the [Skeleton Wave] and find an opportunity to trap and kill the Lord Heloise."
"Let's just trap him and kill him. What's the problem with this? Isn't it very common? It's not like we haven't executed the magic monarch before."
"Who told them to successfully deal with the protagonist Heloise..."
Titled Legend was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Not long after, he stuttered and said: "No, this is a joke, right? The Church of the God of Life and the Church of the God of Death cooperated together, and the destructive power they exerted was not ordinary and terrifying. In the end,
But they were all tricked and killed by Lord Heloise?"
"Well, this is what it looks like so far."
The expression on the Midgaras priest's face also looked a little embarrassed.
Who could have imagined that after the two major churches joined forces, Kyle would kill him in reverse and turn him into a poor unlucky guy?
In fact, only three days passed from when this incident occurred to when it completely broke out.
But the problem now is that after this incident was exposed, it had a huge negative impact on the prestige of Holy Brinia.
All along, the strength of the various churches in Holy Brinia has far exceeded that of an ordinary small country.
Ordinary people may not even realize how large a volume lurks beneath the sea glacier of Holy Brinia.
But one thing is certain, any one of the nine righteous churches alone has the power to quell unrest in a small country.
"If you simply look at Holy Brinia not as a country, but as a huge alliance group that cooperates with each other, you can quickly draw an interesting conclusion.
The power of Holy Brinia has never depended on Holy Brinia itself, but on the church within it.
Whether you are willing to admit it or not, you must understand that Holy Brinia is essentially a framework, a framework that allows large and small churches to continue to develop and explore each other. Holy Brinia is naturally a free church.
A place to settle down and settle down.
But once there is a problem with the cornerstone of the framework, whether they are willing or not, the power of the church will decline, and it will even collapse from its original strength in a very short period of time.
Now, someone has shaken the very framework of our Holy Brinia, so I think... the most important thing to do now is to get a victory, a big victory.
If we can't smoothly make all of this go in the direction we want, to be honest, there will be a lot of people who want to knock us off the altar.
I will not allow this to happen, so, in the name of Midgaras, I will definitely win this crucial battle!"
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No one knows the inner thoughts of the church.
But one thing is certain, and that is that the two sides are already at loggerheads.
It was at this time that just two days after Grantham Territory's defensive and offensive capabilities were released on a large scale with the arrival of the Silver Guards, everyone who had been prepared for a long time suddenly suffered.
An accident.
The general problem is that Grantham City, which was protected by a magic circle, suffered an attack in the middle of the night.
The direction in which the attackers lurked indicated that they were actually a group of moles.
Almost in a short time, they eliminated a considerable number of members of the Grantham Cavalry Regiment.
The Silver Guards, who had been recharging their strength, had to divert some of their troops to stop these bastards from fighting directly in the city.
For a time, in order to prevent the city from being penetrated from the inside, the Silver Guards, who were originally mainly targeting enemies outside the city, could only allocate part of their manpower to assist the members of the Grantham Territory, find a way to quickly clear out the enemies, and then return.
Defend.
It was at this time, under the darkness of night, that a large number of enemy activities appeared outside the city for the first time.
Imre, who had been actively cooperating with the Silver Guards during this period, finally showed a ferocious smile after seeing this situation. He looked at the commander of the Silver Guards beside him, his expression almost distorted.
said:
"Look, I knew it would be like this. Just like my father knew Grantham, I also knew my father very well. Now, the time for the decisive battle has arrived!"
It was at this moment that the members of the Grantham Cavalry Regiment, who at first seemed to be scattered around Grantham City, stood up one after another.
In some heavily guarded places in the distance, if someone can look from behind, they will find knights in full armor sitting on the wall, and there is actually an empty space inside the thick armor.
It was at this moment that the knights of the Holy Brinia Expeditionary Crusade who were charging towards them suddenly heard a heart-rending howl.
On the field where there were originally a relatively small number of people, a large number of Silver Guards and Grantham Knights suddenly appeared.
Imre directly pulled down the Grantham family's flag and shouted:
"Imre, the current head of the Grantham family, please ask your father to die!"
After saying that, he turned into a meteor, and together with the Silver Guards and the Grantham Knights swarmed out, they attacked the swarming knights of Holy Brinia.
"Bangdang..."
With a dull blow, Imre rolled up the long pole of the family flag and struck heavily on a knight wrapped in full armor. His scarlet eyes stared at the man, almost gritting his teeth and saying
The first conversation between father and son in three years:
"Found you, my traitorous father!"
"Haha... You kid, you seem to have grown up a lot, but..."
The next moment, the terrifying curse power shot up into the sky and smashed the flagpole that Imre had smashed down.
"You kid, you're still far away!" Within the armored knight, Marquis Grantham's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment, the sword in his hand slashed at Imre.
The battle breaks out instantly!
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Street Diary:
【Figure Diary】
The specific situation happened last night when I went out to play with my friends and then went to catch dolls.
It's the store where I often go to catch dolls. I only caught 33 dolls for 400 yuan. The store told me that the number of dolls caught has dropped and my level has deteriorated. I will increase the number to 35 dolls. Please help me first.
Save the times.
Then last night when I went to clip dolls, I bought another 200 yuan in game coins, but accidentally...
I spent about 100 yuan and caught 15 dolls.
Then the figure I want to change is the Dragon Ball Dragon God figure worth 50 Wah. It is very big, about 40CM tall, thick and long, and looks very good.
But there was still 100 yuan of coins left, and I was too lazy to grab them, so I told the store that I was too lazy to grab them. For the 100 yuan of coins, I could just get 2 dolls from the claw machine.
After hearing this, the store told me directly that he would give me 5 nendoroids, so I took 5 nendoroids. Yes, they happened to be five equal parts of the five sisters nendoroids, and then left.
(Comment: Does this mean I was kicked out by the store?)