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Chapter 194: The Principality of Berleon

"Just one sentence, get out of here, greedy humans, you are not welcome in Athel Loren!" Francois kept laughing: "Casfann lost dozens of sergeants for this, and one

The courtiers and a group of knights errant, oh, and his gifts, all of which were accepted by the wood elves."

"Hahahahaha~" The three Holy Grail knights laughed loudly, and Bohemond slapped his thigh hard: "You deserve it! Any active attempt to communicate with the wood elves will be regarded as malicious by them. Only they take the initiative

When they propose to sign a trade agreement, they are never passively accepted, otherwise I would definitely have traded with them."

Louis laughed. He touched his goatee and shook his head helplessly: "Based on my understanding of Casfan, he must have declared war on the wood elves in anger, right?"

"Casfann? Our Duke Palavon has already fallen out with the wood elves, but he is now being closely pursued by the debt collectors of Marienburg. I'm afraid he won't have time to send troops." Francois smiled bitterly.

Shaking his head: "Richard can't control so much now. He is still worried about what to do with the Curona Knights Conference next year. The royal family's finances are in difficulty now, but for the sake of the kingdom, the Knights Conference must be a big deal.

Otherwise it will be detrimental to your honor."

"There will be a way. Even if Richard really can't do it, Her Majesty Morgiana will come forward to take over. What I'm interested in is not this. What I'm interested in is why that boy Ryan can let the wood elf take the initiative to sign a trade agreement with him.

?" Bohemond instead asked Francois: "The wood elves are all stupid. The last time anyone of us was able to trade with the wood elves was the Holy Grail Knight Count Redmond, and they were all over eighty.

It was years ago, and since Redmond passed away, no one of us has been able to gain the trust of the wood elves."

"I'm not sure, but... maybe we can do some analysis on Ryan's life experience." Francois's face became serious now, and the Duke himself narrowed his eyes and talked about other things first: "

As you know, Ryan's life experience is very complicated, and the complexity is beyond our imagination."

Louis and Berhemond were both thoughtful.

"First of all, Ryan's biological father and mother are unknown. According to the information we currently know, Ryan was picked up by Lord Norman of Auternay when he was three years old and adopted as an adopted son. When he was three years old, he showed extraordinary wisdom and

His learning ability and talent are beyond everyone's imagination, and you all know what happened next. He was adopted as his godson by Duke Ivan, and he became the White Wolf Knight by fighting all the way, with great achievements in battle."

"Yes, Ryan's birth is unknown, and his bloodline is also unknown." Bohemond nodded repeatedly.

"Then, as far as we know, in the championship showdown against the northern barbarians, he got the help of the lady and became the lady's chosen champion. I don't need to say more about what happened next. You all know it, but

During your contacts with him, don’t you think that the lady appeared by Ryan’s side too often? After coming to Britannia, Su was officially named a Knight of the Holy Grail in the Principality of Carcassonne.

Leah told me that the lady descended once in the Holy Grail Cathedral in Curona, and then she possessed Her Highness Morgiana and appeared once more in the Palace of Curona." Francois nodded continuously.

The Duke squinted his eyes, and his sea-blue eyes contained as much wisdom as the ocean: "Don't you think... it's too much?"

"Also, his brother in his territory is called Angron. His strength is unfathomable. However, I sent people to investigate. The tall and muscular knight's previous resume and even whereabouts records are

It was blank, as if it appeared out of thin air.”

"That's true, wait...Francois, what you mean is that Ryan..." Louis had already reacted. Even after he stepped down from his secular duties, he still maintained his sensitivity.

Francois signaled to listen to him first, and the Duke himself picked up the fruit wine. He looked at the wine in the glass: "First of all, we can be sure that Ryan is definitely not a heretic or an alien, just because he is the God's chosen champion.

"

Both Bohemond and Louis nodded. What Francois didn't say was very simple. Since the Fairy of the Lake recognized Ryan as her divine champion, there is no doubt about Ryan's character and ability.

The Holy Grail Knight will never question or test the authority and power of the Lady of the Lake, and Ryan has proven his strength and excellent virtues many times.

"Then, behind Ryan, there must be an extraordinary force supporting him. The appearance of his brother is the evidence, and his biological father is still unknown."

Francois's voice was very low, and he stretched out his fingers to draw on the table: "Finally, Ryan himself also possesses a valuable quality, that is, whether he is a dwarf, an elf, or an imperial person on the other side of the mountain, or...

He seems to be able to speak, communicate, and get into their circle among the Nordic country bumpkins. This has to be said to be his unique ability. Think about it, Louis, Boshi, except for Ryan, this

Who else in the country can speak to so many forces? The wood elves took the initiative to seek trade with him, the dwarves accepted the invitation to work as craftsmen in his territory, and the high elf wizards expressed goodwill to him in Bordero. The empire

The Grand Master of the Griffin Knights is his godfather. He himself used to be a White Wolf Knight. In fact, after he left the White Wolf Knights, the White Wolf God of War once sent down an oracle to tell the White Wolf Archbishop that Ryan's departure was due to him.

It is allowed, which means that the White Wolf Knights and Ryan still have a friendship."

"Then he is the ladies' champion, the Knight Commander of the Holy Grail."

Francois's analysis made both Louis and Bochmond secretly frightened. Thinking about it carefully, well, the three major knights of the old world, Lane, are all related.

"So, François, what you mean is..." Louis asked.

"I mean, I've already made a reservation for this guy Ryan." Who knew Francois would change the subject, just like an old fox showing his fangs: "Those young people in this kingdom are either very naive or very addicted to enjoyment.

, it took a lot of effort to find an outstanding guy, please stop trying and tell the unmarried girls in your family to stay away from him!"

"Hahahahaha!" There was another burst of laughter in the tower.

…………

While the Dukes were talking on the high tower, the Old World, Britannia, and the Principality of Belion.

Belian is called the gem of Britannia. It is really a very beautiful city in the old world. It is located on a narrow peninsula connected to the old world continent. The entire peninsula is a hill, and the castle is built along the hill.

Local farmers used white stone and gypsum to build houses. The sand from the bay is a high-quality material for making glass. Almost every window in the castle, regardless of high or low, has glass that shines in the sun, which is extremely rare in the old world.

But it is precisely for this reason that this beautiful principality was invaded by the neighboring country, the southern city-state United Kingdom of Estalia.

The war between Belion and Estalia can be said to have started more than thirty years ago. At that time, the Principality of Belion was the invader and Estalia was the invaded party. The knights were eager to expand their borders.

They invaded the territory of Estalia. Encouraged by the tyrant John II, the originally respected knight's creed was torn into pieces. The knights went deep into Estalia, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil.

In the same year that John II was overthrown by the Holy Grail Knights led by the Lake God Witch, the war between the Principality of Belion and Estalia also changed. A mercenary knight named Tobalo stood up.

In a glorious duel, he defeated the invading previous Duke of Belion, and then led the army to invade the Principality of Belion. From then on, the Principality of Belion began a tug-of-war with Estalia.

, the ferocious mercenaries of the southern countries quickly relied on the crumbling serfdom system in the Principality of Belion to gain a foothold in this principality. The small Principality of Belion governed a total of six men (boss).

Among them, two baronies have been in the hands of rivals for a long time. Theodoric, Duke of Belion, has never stopped fighting since he came to the throne.

Only on a freezing winter day, Duke Berleon reluctantly reached an agreement with his enemies. In this cold season, soldiers often suffered serious attrition before they even went to the battlefield, so Duke Theodoric and his enemies asked

Earl Barlow decided to temporarily suspend the war until February next year, and the principality ushered in a short period of peace. Before the serfs had time to heal the wounds of the war, and the knights had not yet taken off their damaged armor, the principality ushered in this year.

The first snow.

At this time, Morgiana, the witch of the Lake God, came to the principality with a prophet of the Lake God.

Holding the Potion Holy Grail and the reins in one hand, and holding a rune sword in the other, Morgiana wore a gray tube top silk dress, which was covered with gold threads, silver chains, and pieces.

The gold fleur-de-lis emblem, the Lake God Witch wears a gold laurel crown on her head and a gold belt around her waist, revealing her beautiful figure.

Wearing a blue cloak, her golden wavy hair is draped behind her shoulders. Morgiana's beautiful eyes are full of coldness: "We have arrived in Belion, Clement

.”

Behind Morgiana, a Lake God prophet followed her. This Lake God prophet also wore a blue tube top dress, but unlike Morgiana, she used a headscarf to tie her hair.

Wrap it into a ball, and then wrap it all behind the head, forming a large inverted triangle. After hearing Morgiana's words, the lake god prophet named Clement whispered: "My lord, are you planning to

Do you want to go to the people first to look for prodigies, or do you want to go to Belion Castle to find Lord Theodoric to collect tithes?"

"...The war continues here. According to my prophecy, there is only one girl with sufficient qualifications in the Principality of Belion this year. Let's go directly to that village, and then go to Belion Castle." Morgiana hesitated,

I decided to go to the prophesied village first and take the girl away first.

"Yes." The Lake God Prophet said no more.

Morgiana sat sideways on the body of the unicorn Sylphan, and Clement followed behind on a half-blood elf war horse. They did not take the main road, but took the small road to avoid the main flow of people and avoid the

Places with dense crowds.

Even so, Morgiana also noticed that the population of Belion has decreased a lot after more than twenty years of war. Especially in winter, the land is vast and there are only a few small villages and a large number of accumulated areas.

In the snow-covered wilderness, many farmlands were abandoned. The two of them even passed by several uncleaned battlefields, where dozens of corpses were piled up, including many mercenaries from the southern countries and infantrymen from the Principality of Belion.

On the spot, the entire battlefield site emitted a foul odor.

In the middle of the battlefield, several ghouls were greedily munching on delicious corpses. They tore at the carrion with their teeth and drank the stinking blood, making gurgling sounds.

The appearance of the Lake God Witch quickly attracted their attention. Seeing the fierce and fierce gaze of the Lake God Witch, the ghouls roared in fright and ran away.

"Wind Explosion!" Morgiana immediately raised her hand, magic syllables sounded in her mouth, and a whirlwind containing pure energy passed through the cold air, blowing up the snowflakes on the ground and rolling them up,

Rolling directly towards several ghouls.

The ghouls howled and fled, and the hurricane of wind blast concentrated them and blew them away. Then Morgiana stretched out a jade hand with a white lace glove and shook it fiercely in the air with a fierce expression.

"Paji~" Several ghouls instantly turned into blood mist, leaving no corpses behind.

"Hmph!" Morgiana's eyes were full of disgust and hatred, and she snorted coldly: "Hurry up and get to the destination, otherwise it will be dark. The night is a paradise for these undead creatures."

"Go, Sylphan, walk quickly." Morgiana urged her unicorn. Her unicorn also understood the owner's meaning, took steps, and started to trot. The Lake God Witch and the Lake God Prophet

Stop paying attention to some situations on the road and concentrate on rushing on.

After a long period of war, farmland was abandoned, the originally dense population became thin, and corpses were hung on many big trees on the roadside. Duke Theodoric was very cruel to the serfs in the territory. As long as he was found to be related to the Southerners

If involved, the only punishment is to be hanged.

Stealing, hanging, hurting others, hanging, resisting taxation, hanging, the knight doesn't like it, hanging.

Therefore, you can see hanged serfs along the way, and many vultures are eating these hanged corpses. Morgiana's face is heavy, and she just immerses herself in her journey.

After jogging for more than half an hour, the destination village was behind a hill not far away. In front of it was a cemetery, and behind the cemetery was a small forest. Morgiana motioned to Hilfaen to slow down. She felt a little uncomfortable.

Too unusual: "Clement? Is there a cemetery at this place on the map?"

"My Lord, something is wrong." The Lake God Prophet also felt that something was wrong: "There should be no cemetery here."

"...There is someone there!" Morgiana pulled the reins, and the sharp-eyed Lake God Witch immediately noticed a serf running out of the woods. The serf looked gray, with mud and snow all over his face. It was the middle of winter.

Wearing only tattered cloth clothes, he rolled out of the woods on his hands and knees: "Help! Help! Ms. Salia, help me!"

Behind him, a dozen zombies and several ghouls were chasing the serf.

"Help! Please!" The serf also spotted Morgiana riding a unicorn, and he immediately shouted: "Help, Your Highness the Lake God Witch!"

"Help!"

Seeing that the serfs were about to be overtaken by zombies, Morgiana drew her rune sword and said: "Save people." (To be continued)


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