"Wait, wait," Minmill inserted in at this time, "This lady...well, although she is not a member of the Seven Seas Brigade, she is also my protector. I promised the little princess of the twelve-colored iris, otherwise they wouldn't come here with me."

Isa glanced at the former and his eyes fell on the commander of the imperial man not far away.

The middle-aged man noticed his gaze and walked over, looked at Adnie beside him, looked up and down, and said, "Okay, Miss Adni, for the sake of Prometheus's companions... I can give you a chance on behalf of His Majesty."

Adni glanced at the guy, even withdrew her extra expression.

But the middle-aged man didn't mind and continued, "Miss Adnie, we might as well open the skylight and say something bright. I know very well that you are here for your father's legacy, that real emerald star."

He pointed to the closed giant door: "And it is here, after this stone door, you should be very clear that we are only interested in the things in that container, not the container itself. Then it is the treasure house of the pirate king. In the past, your father died because of his grudges with this person, and you have no reason to keep a secret for such a person."

He put down his hands and spread his hands and said, "Of course, I admit that the Empire had some responsibility in this matter in the past, but we are not the mastermind after all, aren't we? The Empire doesn't need your understanding. We are just taking what we need."

He was about to say something else, but at this time a group of knights came over with people. The leader of the knight said something to him, and the middle-aged man immediately frowned.

"Or it can't be opened?" the middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Have we tried all the methods we prepared?"

"It's not that the solution doesn't work, sir," the knight shook his head, "There's more than one seal on the door. Our solution is right, but there is still a core seal we can't open."

"Of course, we can also try violent methods," the Knight said again: "But it takes time, and the warlocks probably need at least one day and one night."

The middle-aged man frowned and looked into the darkness in the distance.

They couldn't wait for such a long time. The battle with Narsuyan exhausted all the strength of the Sword-holding Court. If the Nagas came again, they might not be able to guard this door.

Isa's judgment is correct. The Nagas in this sea area are endless, but the imperial people cannot waste time with them here, especially in this huge storm surge.

He looked at Adnie on the side, and saw the lady looking at them with a sarcastic look on her face. The middle-aged man's brows fell and asked, "Ms. Adni, what is your reply?"

Adnie said sarcastically: "I have told you the answer long ago. The pirate king once promised that as long as you avenge him, you can naturally open this door."

She looked at Duor behind Isa and Rudne, the fat-headed and greasy Governor Andreus, and smiled, "Didn't you bring people? This man who once betrayed Rodrigo, as long as you kill him and apply his blood on the door, maybe the door will open?"

Isa and Rudne looked back and the Andreus blushed his face and screamed angrily: "It's simply nonsense. I haven't heard of such a ridiculous way to unseal the seal and open the door!"

He looked at Isa and the middle-aged man with some fear again, "Sir, you can't listen to the nonsense of this sinner's daughter..."

"The dog can't spit out ivory," Adni pulled out a magic gun from the uninjured hand and pointed it at the other party, "Who do you think is the sinner?"

But before she could shoot, Rudne, who was beside her, reached out to grab the magic gun in her hand. "Please take care of your protector," the tall Indians looked at Minmeer on the side and threw the magic gun over.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Minmill took the gun, looked at Adni, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He hasn't seen a woman with such a big temper.

Still an indigenous.

From Adnie pulling the gun to Rudne snatching the gun, everything happened in an instant, and the target she aimed at was obviously frightened, and she was in a panic and retreated and sat down on the ground. The latter reacted only when he saw the magic gun in Adnie's hand was taken away.

Duor pointed at Adnie tremblingly: "She...she..."

Isa looked at this scene speechlessly. He probably knew the origin of this Governor Andreus. He had never looked down on this guy from the beginning, but he did not expect that he would not be able to support the wall and behave like this.

However, the middle-aged man maintained his cultivation and looked at Adni and said, "Ms. Adni, our patience is limited. If you think about it carefully, this cooperation conditions are quite abundant. If we waste time here again, it is nothing more than to benefit the Naga clan who arrived later."

He paused, "Do you really want your father's legacy to fall into the hands of those dark creatures?"

Adni was unmoved, but instead sneered: "Duke Perritt, do you think no one recognizes you? As the chief executor of the plan, Rodrigo is just a chess piece in your hand. The chess piece jumped up and bit you, causing you to lose your face and the trust of His Majesty the Emperor. To this day, you are actually going to the front line in person, which is really ironic."

Perrit was stunned and frowned.

Adni looked at this person as if she wanted to see through him: "It's really good to say that you lost that ether node twenty years ago, and it was only today that they finally found its whereabouts. But what is the difference between it falling on your hands and Nagas?"

"The tragedy of the city of Otrick, the disappearing port of Baian, the rust land, all the people from the lowlands of the seven realms to Lotrinchian, and thousands of people who have given their innocent lives because of this plan, who should they seek justice? To tell them what they have experienced?"

Her cold eyes swept across every imperialist: "The silver helmet of the empire, the holy sword of the sword holding the court, and the things that once symbolized the justice of the Oshu people have now become a breeding ground for selfishness and greed. Do you still deserve the title of the past?"

Isa was stunned.

He was about to say something, but Adni looked at them, "As well, you, the chosen ones, I have witnessed the most glorious side of you, and have seen those who were before you, but not now. Who are you chosen by you, and can you deserve this name?"

The girl sneered: "Bah, you are just the lackeys of His Majesty the Emperor."

"Speak wildly!" Perrit's face finally sank, but before he could speak, the two knights rushed up and pressed Adni down.

The duke shook his head, "Take her down, and when Naga comes, she will naturally understand."

Isa silently watched the knights leave with the casting lady, opened his mouth, and shook his head with a wry smile.

As the other party said, they were the conveners and had no say in all the encounters in this world. The empire's indifference to the northern encounters over the past twenty years has long disconnected everyone here, and this Miss Casting is just the more radical one.

He had actually heard of her name, the daughter of the great alchemist, the rebel of the empire. Compared with what she had done before, his current crazy words were actually nothing shocking.

But does the empire have a choice?

Disaster is coming, and the empire has only one way to go, and they are not choosing to save many lives? That is exactly what the alliance told them. Not everyone understands the current situation, but as the most outstanding generation of those people, they must shoulder the responsibility.

He looked at Rudnee on the side, but the tall Indians had no idea about it.

"Not everyone understands the choice of the empire," Duke Petri turned around and looked at Issa, "Mr. Issa, as the Selected Ones, you should have more information and you should understand His Majesty's painstaking efforts more."

Isa shook her head gently, "But she is actually right. Twenty years ago we were children, we had never experienced all this, and we had no right to comment on the pain that others had experienced. And as witnesses, she is undoubtedly more qualified to judge all this than we do."

"But that's not your fault, but my responsibility," sighed. "If I hadn't known anyone, I wouldn't have been what I am today, but Miss Adni didn't actually understand. I was born in rust, and it was my hometown."

Isa raised his head in surprise and looked at him: "Mr. Duke?"

"Nothing," Petri shook his head, "I have learned to face the past, and now I just want to do something for His Majesty. I have made mistakes, and I just hope that these mistakes can lead to a better outcome. It is not important to my own reputation - at least, the empire still exists."

He looked at the three: "The Empire will remember the deeds of the Selected Ones, just as history will judge each of us truthfully."

"But what to do with this door?" Minmeer couldn't help asking, "If we can't open it, will we become sinners of history? That lady doesn't look like she wants to cooperate with us? Maybe I'll look for others, such as the little princess of the twelve-colored iris, who seems to be better at speaking?"

Before he could finish his words, a ball of fire suddenly rose, and such a bright light shone brightly in this dark ground illuminated everyone's face in an instant.

Isa, Rudne and Minmeer all looked in that direction, and then a roar came from the Imperial Camp.

A dazzling light of fire rose up, blowing the tent where the poet Miss was located and several tents around it into the sky.
Chapter completed!