Chapter 288
At the gray dawn, the roar of the giant dragon still trembles the sky, making the Eboden shiver coldly under its majesty.
No, not just the thunderous roar, there are thousands of uniform, iron boots sound...
Amidst the ruins, supporting Farnesis’s guard Knight Stopped in place, staring blankly at the oncoming group of patrolling soldiers.
Usually, Eboden’s patrol team only has a simple burqa and a fairly sturdy chain armor. The weapons are only broadswords and thin single shields, a dagger and a crossbow. Even the Captain can at best have a decent helmet, not to mention knee pads and arm armor.
But these soldiers... the guard Knight narrowed his eyes slightly.
Black military uniforms are padded with dense composite armor. The dense chain mail not only has shoulder pads, but even the chest area is reinforced with iron plates, which looks quite heavy; almost all soldiers Behind them are carrying a zither-shaped shield that is nearly one person high, and in their hands is a single-edged long halberd with a swallow-tail flag, and a heavy sword hanging from the waist.
Heavy and slightly rough armor, black and slightly thicker uniforms, as well as their long halberd and heavy sword... The guard Knight slowly raised his head and looked towards the banner held high by the "patrol soldier"-black On the banner of, is the iron crown held by the three-headed red dragon.
That is the coat of arms of the Dragon Wang Family, Desalion, these people are the Imperial Legion soldiers from the Prince of Sacland.
Is the Empire’s Legion actually arrived in Eboden so soon?
At this moment, a middle age person dressed as an officer in a cloak suddenly appeared among the soldiers, looked suspiciously towards the guards Knight and Farnesis in front of him:
" This Lord Knight, and... Lord Priest of the Holy Cross, can you tell us the identity of the two?" The officer waved his hand at the soldiers behind him vigilantly:
"The entire Eboden is under martial law, why are the two? At this time, he will appear in the civilian area of the south of the city that has been blocked?"
While questioning, the Hundred Men Squad standing behind him has blocked the street and erected the shields neatly. Blocked in front of you, the cold long halberd murmured slightly in the cold morning wind.
For a moment of silence, the officer has pressed the right hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the soldiers in the first row raised their shields almost at the same time.
Looking at the long halberd in the forest, the guard Knight slowly turned his head and looked towards the farnesis complexion pale beside him, which has not yet recovered. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly spoke:
"We It's the waiter of the Eboden Cathedral... Next is the personal priest Anthony of the Bishop Farnesis of Eboden." Paused, Farnesis's tone with blinking eyes is still as calm as usual: "This one by my side is Knight, the guard of Master Bishop."
"We have a very important message, and we must go to Imperial Capital as soon as possible and send it to Archbishop!"
"What news?" The officer was still reluctant.
"This is important information to be sent to Archbishop!" Guard Knight glared at him, and his voice was cold.
"What... news?" The officer drew his sword, like Lin's long halberd across the shield.
"Eboden’s bishop, Lord Farnesis from Lotaire..." Farnesis’s lips trembled slightly, and his expression remained as modest as before:
"Summon, honored by the Holy Cross, heavenly ascension country——!"
A flash of astonishment flashed across the officer’s face, and he quickly gestured behind him. The soldiers in the line immediately gave way to a passage and did not forget to salute the two of them. : "I'm very sorry, the Legion of the Empire is a loyal believer of the Holy Cross-I promise with credibility that no soldiers will stop you!"
"Pious child, may the Holy Cross bless you forever You guys!"
The weak Farnesis smiled and thanked him. The identity of the priest made him habitually pray for these soldiers.
"Wait!"
Just as the two were about to leave, a cry out in surprise came from a certain queue: "I know him, he is Lord Farnesis—— He once came to our hometown to preach, and I will not forget it in my life!"
The atmosphere suddenly solidified.
Farnesis stopped still smiling, and the guard Knight pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist silently.
"Can you please..." The officer's expression became ugly: "Explain?"
"The dog of the Holy Cross...what are you going to do..." The wind’s voice reverberated in Farnesis’ ears again, with a slightly playful chuckle, as if expecting something: "If I was found here...that end...I shouldn’t have to tell you, right... …"
"But...there seems to be too many enemies..."
"Just let me do a little favor...I won’t ask for anything in return..."
"If...you really need it..."
Farnesis slowly lowered his head so that the soldiers around would not see his face, and the trembling voice seemed to carry Endless fear, whispered to his loyal guard Knight:
"Hands—!"
……………………Eboden, the Liberty Council.
This room was once full of quarrels, screams and all kinds of noises, but now there is only a wailing, and the free nobles dressed in costumes are ashamed, even lying on the table and The chair hid his face and wept.
No one spoke, and no one whispered to each other. Many people with ashen faces just sat there quietly, like death row prisoners waiting in line for the guillotine.
If you count carefully, you will find that only one-fifth of the "noble members" are left in the entire hall of the Liberty Assembly. Not worth mentioning bills.
There is only one reason why they stay here, that is, their common identity-they are both the unwavering henchman of the Bellini family.
In the face of the upcoming Legion, the supporters of the wizard tower are naturally happy to see it, while the neutral aristocrats take pleasure in other people's misfortune, and the little aristocrats in the turmoil normally run away. ……
Only them, from start to finish, stood firmly behind the Bellini family, and used their wealth and power to help the Bellini family pass one after another, which is beneficial to them and can attack them. To those goddamn wizards' bills.
Now that the Bellini family is finished, they have naturally become funerals-even if they don’t want to, the little nobles who are eager to break away from the Bellini family will eagerly confess them. The current situation is not as safe as hiding in the Liberty Assembly.
Normally show off one's military strength, all turned into a frustration at the time of the downfall and liquidation. I hope that the Empire Legion’s methods will not be too tough, at least allowing them to spend money to buy one. Stay alive...
"Bang——!!!"
The heavy door was violently knocked open, and the Legion soldiers holding their shields stepped on a roar and tidy pace. Pouring into the halls of the Liberty Assembly, the cold long halberd pointed at the "noble members" sitting in their seats.
The nobles, who were still ashen-faced a moment ago, immediately turned into frightened rabbits, looking at the fully armed soldiers with trepidation.
In the face of these cold swords and shields, the power, wealth and status of the past have become paper tigers that can be broken with a single poke.
"What are you doing?!" An elderly man stood up bravely and tremblingly: "This is the Freedom Council of Eboden. It is a forbidden place where soldiers are absolutely not allowed to set foot! Even the Legion of the empire must..."
"What must be done?"
A half-joking voice suddenly sounded, and the door knocked open came in a red hair The boy with the red pupil, the neat and exquisite costume, and the cynical smile, is completely a standard aristocratic hedonistic son of rich parents.
If, behind him, there is not a girl who also wears a Knight overall, and a whole Hundred Men Squad soldier...
"According to my usual habit, I should have gotten together first. You guys will be polite, and then go to the main topic, but unfortunately we are very busy today and don’t have much time, so it’s better to keep it simple."
Behind him, he coughed very deliberately: "I am Brandon Desalion, the thirteenth generation of the Wang Family of the Dragon, the son of Eckhart II, the highest emperor of the Sackland Empire, and the dragon driver."
"And this one..." The young man quickly put his right hand to the side of the Knight girl: "This is Phetlonai de Salion, the Twelfth generation of the dragon Wang Family, Sacland The first daughter of the first Emperor Alto I, the sister of the Supreme Emperor Eckhardt II, and Her Highness the Princess, the prince of the empire!"
The voice fell, and the smile on the boy’s face gradually became cold: "Now, sirs, Can you please...
Knelt down?"