The carriage stopped on the straight boulevard, and the elves in silver armor raised their spears, stood around, opened the carriage door with one hand, and the owner jumped off the carriage, which was Brian.

The Elf Princess looked at the towering palace on the other side through the glittering Lele River. The silhouette of the Korlin-Ishurien royal city shone with a soft halo in the sun. In order to make it look magnificent, the designer deliberately flattened the surrounding buildings.

The silver maple trees embellish the complex with flowers, and it will become a beautiful landscape of Golander between October and November. However, the midsummer has not passed, and this strict royal court will only feel depressing.

Another person walked out of the car.

His tall figure had to bend down as much as possible to prevent his long horn from touching the car door. Teneric hunched off the car, then stood up straight and even one head taller than the carriage.

This made it look like a giant who had previously sat in a carriage, and the taste made it not want to experience this human travel tool again, but the lizard prince was taciturn and was always not good at expressing his emotions.

"His Highness Tynerick, I can only send you to this place," Brian said, "If you want to return to the White Crane, I can send you a ship, but now the Empire has declared war on the Grand Parliament, and that route is not safe."

"No," Tenerik shook his head, "There are traitors in the Great Parliament. I want to go to Asuka. Now the sea of ​​light is gone, and the prophecy has come true."

Brian turned his eyes and said, "It's the territory of the pirates of Saint Hugh'an, but I know someone can tame them, and you can ask the Fenris to send you a fleet of blood ships to that place. It just so happened that my men had a ship to go to the port of Clouds, and the Fenris should be happy to see their heroes return, and you can also bring news about Ed for them."

Teneric nodded, "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."

"No need to be polite, it's just a walk."

The vertical pupils of Tyneruk were staring at the golden fountain square outside the maple forest. The iris reflected the colorful sunshine, reflecting the scene there, the gathering of people, many carriages, and people seemed to be welcoming some important figures.

Brian noticed its gaze and looked in that direction. "It was the emblem of the Mordecais family," she said, "The Duke of Phoenix said he was going to visit the capital for a visit. This should be his envoy first, his eldest son... The heir of the duke had been missing for a long time before, and he had only been suddenly retrieved recently, but the heir lost and recovered at least temporarily eased the situation in the southern border. After the turmoil in the southern border, the man was once extremely suspicious of the duke."

The elf princess shook her head and was not optimistic about this interview. The duke was extremely loyal to the royal family, but such loyalty was of no value in the face of real power struggle. The royal party and the prime minister couldn't wait to control the southern border.

It would be fine if it was just Phoenix City, the royal party is not unacceptable to a royal family's janitor.

However, the Southern Parliament was unruly, and there were deeper undercurrents under it. Among the three families in the Southern Parliament, only the Modkeiser family made a statement, which actually put him at the forefront.

Brian knew that this was because the old duke was upright and responded positively to the royal family's suspicion.

But it was precisely this kind of upright that made her not optimistic. She knew very well what kind of person the royal party and that prime minister were.

The prime minister once asked to marry the duke's sister, but the latter did not look down on the former's character and therefore refused sternly. This old incident from more than ten years ago left a grudge, and the former always held grudges.

However, the long-lost duke's eldest son was very enthusiastic about this and made great efforts to promote this interview. He was even willing to take over his younger brother, the second son of the duke, Hernan Modkeser, to go to the royal court to serve as a preceptor.

This made the new king admire the future duke very much. Before others arrived in Goland, the reward had already been issued first.

The princess shook her head and stopped thinking about this.

The Tynerek, who was standing by, was not interested in the politics of the Cowlins. Its eyes were only staring at the few people in the crowd. Those outstanding candidates were very rare in the first world.

Several people sensed the gaze of Tynerick even from a thousand meters away. Looking in this direction, they saw the carriage of King Evan Quinn parked across the river, and probably guessed the identity of His Royal Highness the princess.

Then he withdrew his gaze one by one.

"There are more and more active Saints recently," Brian also noticed the look, "a few elite teams have returned to Colin-Ishurien, but I heard that they have left the Second World long ago, and have only recently returned to Golander-"

After returning from Cintaan, she felt the different atmosphere in the kingdom.

That was completely different from before she led the team to participate in the Mainland League. There were more senior saints on the market, and traces of the elite team activities of the guilds that were rare in daily life could be seen everywhere.

All major forces are taking action, and the royal city is shrouded in the strange tranquility before the arrival of Duke Mordecais.

Tenerick looked at this scene without saying a word. The Empire was acting, and it could naturally smell the storm atmosphere in the air.

The tall lizard man prince just nodded silently.

...

"Frost Sky?"

Washing hands was retracting his gaze from that direction. Next to the carriage in the maple forest was the elf guard from Evan Quinn. She obviously guessed the other party's identity, so she turned around.

Among the bustling crowds, there were not only the two of them, but more were envoys from the southern border, Grand Duke Mordecais, and several knights around him, guards wearing silver helmets guarding the group.

Princess Brian had only one mistake, that is, she arrived at not the envoy of Duke Maudcais, but the Grand Duke himself.

The crowd was passing through the square.

The Duke's guards were blocked outside the palace, and the royal guards ordered them to stop. Only the Duke himself took several knights into the royal court. The latter was looking up at the lintel of the Yinfeng Palace, with gray frost between his temples and eyebrows.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! It has been decades since the last time I came here. At that time, he was still a young man, and he also joined the previous generation of Grand Duke Modcaesar. But now the former king who was like-minded with him is no longer here, and there are only some stingy villains under this palace.

His expression did not change, but he only walked through the palace gate indifferently. The light changed and fell on the thin face of Duke Dulin Mordecais, like a chopped shadow, interlaced with light and darkness.

It seemed as if there were many murderous intents lurking in the darkness. The royal guards held an axe and looked coldly at everyone entering the hall through the holes under their helmets. The knight beside the duke stood upside down and subconsciously pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Only Dulin Mordecaiser seemed calm and looked to the side, looking at the eldest son whom he was most proud of.

The young man had a white complexion and was wearing a gorgeous armor. Although he was a little nervous, he was still calm. He pursed his lips and stared at the surrounding environment without saying a word.

A group of knights of the cast members followed the duke's heir, but recruiting the cast members as knights is not a strange thing now. It is a privilege to be recognized by the holy election, but it is a privilege.

The Duke only glanced at the two picturesque girls. Most of these conscripts were extremely powerful. He looked at his eldest son and nodded with satisfaction.

The group passed through the long corridor, passed through the side hall, and entered the main hall, where the black and white marble floor was covered with blood-red carpets, extending to the end of the hall, with steps upwards step by step.

The young king stood before his throne and looked down at them condescendingly.

The young man seemed a little too addicted to the rugged color of wine, with a sallow skin, a golden crown that was inconsistent with it, a blood-red cloak, a scepter in his hand, and a heavy dark circle under his nose, as if the wind would fall down.

But the young king was so energetic that he seemed to stare at everyone in His Highness with an abnormal excitement.

He saw Dulin Mordecais's appearance, and he didn't speak, but stared at the latter in a gloomy manner.

Du Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he half-kneeled on the ground with a sword and bowed to him. The knights behind him also half-kneeled down.

The young king then smiled: "You are here, my Lord Duke."

"Your Majesty is summoned, so I will come naturally," Dulin replied, "It was just that the southern border was turbulent and uneasy. The former king ordered the Modkeiser family to guard the southern border, and he was responsible for it."

"That's great," the young king nodded, "I knew you were loyal to me and my father, so I called you here. I called you to the three dukes in the southern border, but you are the only one."

The other party's expression became gloomy again: "Durin, I want you to lead the entire southern border and lead troops to bring the Elvin family and the Ellinglan family to me. I will execute these rebels and despise the rebels of the Wang family with my own hands."

"You will bring my uncle's remaining gangsters here one by one, bring the daughter of Mawei to me. I want to see how many people in this kingdom dare to fight us."

Du Lin silently said nothing, and after a long time he raised his head and shook his head, "Your Majesty, the Elvin family, and the Ellinglan family are loyal to the royal family."

"Loyal?" the young king raised his voice, "Where are they?"

"The three dukes in the southern border cannot come to the capital together," Dulin replied: "The Elvin family is responsible for monitoring the movements of the Elderon dwarves, while the Ellinglan family is responsible for checking and balancing the Isles."

"Excuse," the young king turned bloody, turned around and waved hard, lifted the vessel on the imperial throne all over the floor, a golden ball rolled down from the handrail, and rolled along the stairs to the Duke, "What do you say about the rebels in the southern border?"

The young man stared at the duke, "You also admit that there is still turmoil in the southern border. Then I want you to uproot the Southern border parliament and let the Changhu area return to the kingdom."

"Your Majesty, the Changhu area has never been separated from the kingdom," Du Lin raised his head and said, "The history of Southern Autonomy can be traced back to before the establishment of Kaolin, but the people in the Southern Realm have always believed that they were a member of the Kaolin Kingdom. Please do not believe in slander."

"Oh?" A sinister voice came from the hall, "Does the Duke think I am confusing the crowd?"

A young king walked out of the side, in his forties or fifties, with high eyebrows and deep eyes, and a hooked nose, looking at Dulin with a sneer: "The facts of the rebellion in the South are all there, Dulin, the daughter of the Mawei and the Southern Parliament are known to the world. Do you want to exonerate them?"

Du Lin said nothing. The young man behind him, the Duke's heir, seemed a little nervous. He pressed one hand pale on the hilt of his sword, and the veins bloomed. The Duke turned his head and looked at him silently, pressing the other party down with his eyes.

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Du Lin said.

"I want you to start a war in the southern border," said the young king. "The war is imminent, and the states in the northern border are still wandering. I do not allow rebellions in the southern border. I need you to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, so that the Istani, the Elf Elf and the Dwarves will consider their decision again."

"Your Majesty," Dulin looked to the king's side, "in fact, there is an easier way."

"Durin!"

The prime minister said gloomyly, "Are you questioning Your Majesty's decision?"

"I, don't dare," Du Lin lowered his head, "but it is not the southern border that aroused suspicion from all states. Using weapons to the southern border will only aggravate the split of the kingdom."

"Durin," the young king shook his head and looked down with a gloomy gaze. "I am very disappointed in you. The Mordecais family has been loyal to the royal family for generations, and that's why I am willing to give you a chance."

Du Lin was slightly stunned, and suddenly his expression changed drastically. He felt a piercing pain behind him, and then a blood-stained silver blade pierced out from his chest.

The duke turned around incredibly and looked at the girl who was acting. The other party stood behind him with a cold face, holding a sharp blade in his hand, and his eyes were as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Miss Frost Sky?" The Duke's heir was also shocked and exclaimed: "What did you do to my father!?"

He wanted to call on the knights around him, but the summoners took action faster. Before the indigenous knights could react, they held each other and cut open the throat with a knife, causing blood to gush out.

The hall immediately filled with a strong smell of blood.

Frost sky coldly pulled out the sharp blade from behind the Duke. Although she was an elemental player, she was clean and neat. With a push, Dulin Mordecais, whose body lost its vitality, fell to the ground.

The Duke's heir was completely scared and paralyzed, but the side washed their hands and walked over and picked him up from the ground, then looked at the Supreme One on the throne.

His Majesty the young king nodded with satisfaction: "Son of Dulin, I know that your father has another chance to resurrection, to surround the Temple of Life, and bring your father and his knights here."

"From then on, you will be the next Duke, with my will, to go to war with Erwin, the Ellinglan family, and the Southern Parliament, and bring those rebels to me. After that, I will appoint you as the King of the Southern Parliament."

He looked at the young man coldly: "Do you understand?"

The scared eldest son of the duke looked at the sharp blade dripping in front of him and nodded numbly.

"very good."

"Frost Sky," said the young king: "Take him away."

There was a dead silence in the hall.

Only the corpses of the knights, all in a row, were left, turning into a faint white light.

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To be continued...