The table is inlaid with gold patterns, and there is a large area of gemstones in the center, which is extremely gorgeous.
The Saint King sat at the head slightly higher up, and two of the five ducal chairs were empty at this time.
Su Xiao, the old Duke, and Mrs. Yuelang are all here, and today, one day has passed since the death of King Iron Feather.
The Northern Alliance came, and on the day Iron Feather King died, the Northern Alliance broke through Serra's border defense line. 150,000 polar cavalry marched straight in, breaking through seven lines of defense in a row before they were repaired because the supply troops could not keep up.
Normally speaking, this kind of war information would be sent back to Arans City within 3 hours, and the Dukes and Saint King would be the first to know about it, and then make decisions.
But on that day, the empire's top officials had no idea about this. The reason was that the soldier responsible for conveying the battle report was assassinated as soon as he arrived in Arans City. None of the 12 soldiers who arrived in batches survived.
At this time, it was unclear who led the interception and killing, and there was no time to investigate. The follow-up handling of the Arans City officials made up for this.
At the last moment of the empire's life and death, the officials finally put aside their greed. They resisted the assassinations and sent people to the front line to obtain intelligence. 27 waves of people died in succession. They finally verified the battle report from the front line. Note that it was not 27 people who died.
One person, but 27 waves of people died.
Early the next morning, the battle report finally reached the Holy Court. As for where the Northern Alliance had fought now, it was unknown. The cavalry from the poles had already rushed into the empire with the purpose of intercepting and killing the intelligence troops.
"This was already the case when I arrived."
Mrs. Moon Wolf spoke with a gloomy face, her index finger trembling, which was a sign of extreme anger.
"Alexander, what is your attitude on this matter?"
The old duke spoke without raising his eyes, and directly called the Holy King his destiny. After all, in the old duke's view, there was only one king of Serra, and it was not Alexander.
"You decide."
Saint King Alexander looked lazy.
"good."
The old Duke looked at Mrs. Moon Wolf. After a moment, he sighed secretly in his heart and turned his eyes to Su Xiao.
"What can I say? I've lent you my position as Duke for a few days. At least I'll give you a suggestion."
"oh."
"For King Tieyu's sake, let me make a suggestion."
"First issue an amnesty order in Arans City, and then you and one of the Moon Wolves will go to the front line to supervise the battle in person."
"Is this so?"
The old Duke frowned and pondered. This was roughly the same as his idea. As for who would go to the front line, he or Mrs. Moon Wolf, then there was no need to ask.
"I live with Alans."
Mrs. Moonwolf expressed her position before the old Duke could speak.
"I thought of it. After all, with your greed for life and fear of death, it is impossible to go to the front line. I have no requirements. Before the city of Arans is completely lost, you can stay here for me. At least the supply to the front line cannot be cut off."
The old Duke stood up from his seat. He was going to the front line to supervise the battle and revive his morale. At least after Sera's demise, he would not bear the name of a cowardly Duke.
Several servants came forward and put on a black armor for the old Duke. When he went to the front line, he had to look like he was going to the front line.
Just as the old Duke was about to leave, his eyes accidentally caught sight of the gems in the center of the table. The more he looked at them, the angrier he became. They were useless, and the sun was still very dazzling.
Bang!
The old Duke punched the table, and the gems in the center shattered. This made him feel much better. After all, he had wanted to do this for a long time.
From the beginning to the end, Saint King Alexander did not say much. Becoming the Saint King was not his subjective wish, but was chosen by his family. He is strong enough, so he is sitting here.
The Saint King's family originally trained him as the second Iron Feather King, but the Iron Feather King's power cannot be replicated. It is the purest and simplest power, the power that comes from fighting on the battlefield.
As the Saint King, Alexander is actually not stupid. At least he will accept most of Li Lin's opinions. This can be seen from the happiness of the people of the empire. Moreover, he stepped on the ambitious lion and let the other party
Don't dare to make mistakes.
"Yue Lang, you can leave."
Su Xiao suddenly spoke, and upon hearing his words, Mrs. Yuelang felt angry for a moment, and then became frightened.
Mrs. Moon Wolf turned her head slightly stiffly, her face full of disbelief.
"you want?"
"..."
Su Xiao didn't say anything, and Mrs. Yuelang immediately stood up and left. All the doubts in her heart were solved. She was surprised just now why the old Duke came to the front line in person. Now it seems that the old guy has really run away.
"It turns out...you want to kill me."
Alexander seemed to have figured out something. He slapped the armrest of the throne with his hand, and the gorgeous round sword handle popped out. As the sword slowly rose, Su Xiao saw that it was a war sword.
The length of the entire war sword is about 1.3 meters. The handle and guard are very simple. The blade is sharp. The sword body near the armrest is about six centimeters wide. It becomes narrower as it goes up. At the tip of the sword, it resembles
Pointed cone.
"I haven't accomplished much in my life, but I'm very good at using this thing."
The laziness on Alexander's face gradually faded. He originally thought that he would die under the siege of the polar warriors, which was an outcome he could accept.
The main reason why Alexander often sleeps is that he feels that the people around him are too boring. The officials vying for power, the dukes fighting each other, and the families that place high hopes on him are all too boring. The only person who is not boring is a
Not long after he arrived in the city of Arans, there was a man hiding his flesh and blood. Unfortunately, it seemed that the other party would not fight with him.
Many years ago, everyone was looking forward to Alexander, hoping that he could lead Serra to prosperity, but Alexander himself knew that he could not do it. That was not what he was good at. He was very clumsy when he was young.
It took him at least a month to practice the complicated etiquette that his brothers and sisters could learn in a few minutes, but he was still very clumsy in actual use.
Especially when he was dancing in a ballroom dance, he pulled a woman's dress apart, and he swore that he didn't mean it. The woman tried to struggle during the dance, but in order to maintain etiquette, Alexander chose to
After dancing the ballroom dance with the other party, the lady cried very sadly, and Alexander never saw the lady again.
Faced with the ridicule of his brothers and sisters, Alexander was not angry or inferior. He just felt bored. He was always wondering why he had to learn these etiquette?
Until one day, Alexander held the sword for the first time in his life, and he smiled, showing a smile for the first time.
When Alexander's joy disappeared, he was slightly surprised to find that his brothers, sisters, biological mother, uncle, etc., all fell in a pool of blood. The only one who was still alive was his legs cut off and covered in blood.
Father.
"Alexander, I am very proud to have a son like you."
Alexander clearly remembers that this was the first time his father praised him. In the following years, Alexander got a somewhat long war sword to kill various monsters.
Just when Alexander thought he would always live in this joyous killing, his father came to him again and told him that he would become the Saint King. Alexander initially thought that the Saint King was for Serra
The empire kills people, so he agreed.
But after becoming the Saint Queen, Alexander discovered that the Saint King's daily job was to sit and sleep, which was very boring.
After several years, more than ten years, and decades of patience, Alexander approached his father and confessed his inner thoughts.
As you can imagine, Alexander's father was very angry and even wanted to take away his sword. For this reason, Alexander argued with his father. He was scolded by his father for being too clumsy with his words.
The dog's head was bloody.
So Alexander chose to negotiate in the way he was best at. Alexander came to the conclusion that his father was too weak and did not know how to use the power of the saint to fight.
After Alexander killed his father, he left the Serra Empire and began to harm the Northern Alliance. More than ten years later, when the Northern Alliance was confused by his harm and prepared to station troops in desolate areas to encircle and suppress him, he returned
Arans City, and conveniently killed the Saint King who had just been in office for more than ten years, and sat on the throne again.
The reason is that Alexander heard a story, a story told by an old woman named Ivel, called the story of the Father's Dragon. After hearing this story, Alexander felt a little regretful because he could not find someone better than him.
His father treated him better, and there will never be such a person again.
A second emotion arose in Alexander's heart, guilt, so he sealed his sword in the throne to fulfill his father's expectations. Unfortunately, he did not do well.
