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Instead of being willing to stay and stick to Bianbian, they demanded that Kirrlutzian also have to evacuate the current defense, leaving only the necessary defensive power to delay the progress of the Crystalline army.

Such a suggestion is not acceptable to Demon, and the Kirrlutz nobles behind him also cannot agree.

But this is not to say how deeply these nobles have for the city. They care about the attitude of the Hazell people.

As Father Demon said, if the Hazell people despise their history and tradition, even hate the city for historical reasons because the Kirrlutz Navy has repeatedly hit the Hazell fleet.

Putting it to the ground, in the same situation, Kirrlutzian is certainly not willing to pass the Hazell people’s naval monument.

But this attitude makes Kirrlutzian feel insecure, because if they have to hand over their fate to the Hazell people, they must at least first feel the sincerity of the Hazell people.

The opinions of nobles are plain and clear, because this is closely related to their personal safety.

But for Father Demon, he is thinking far more than that. He also wants to see the attitude of the Hazell people, but this attitude is not only for Kirrlutzian.

Because he is very aware of the enemies they face, it is not enough to save lives in front of such enemies.

The two sides have been arguing over such problems, and Time has passed by.

After publishing a one’s own speech, Father Demon sat back and no more. He knows that this is not just a choice made by either Kirrlutzian or Hazell. For both parties, they must make this choice. Otherwise, the next big move can only be an empty words written on paper.

Either perish together, or trust each other, this moment seems to be difficult to choose for two opponents with centuries of hatred.

For the other side of the negotiating table, the Hazell people also felt the urgency of Time.

Two months, exactly three months ago, since the arrival of Skyfire, Kirrlutzian discovered that their old rival Kirrlutzian suddenly disappeared on the west line, and several intelligence personnel who fled back from Lucita brought back the news. Describes the events that took place in the Kirrlutz Empire that day.

The Prophet and the Tower of the Stars and the Moon’s Astrologers According to the fall of the Black Moon, the ‘great oracles’ of the oracles have arrived, and the Hazell people must leave their homeland with the ‘Smart Fire Seed’ as described by oracles. They must go to the South and lead them to find hope by a ‘great great man.’

But Iron King Ciel Ma turned a deaf ear to the advice of the oracles and the great prophet. Instead, he thought it was a chance to completely end hatred for hundreds of years. It was time to give Kirrlutzian a fatal blow. Before that, he only needed to defeat the empire. The ‘crystal monster’ army at the border and unclear.

Ciel horse assembled the most strong army of Hazell people to the north of the mountain range, and decisive battle with the Twilight minions on the top of the mountain. The war struck for three days and three nights, and the result was a few thousand. The army was dying, and Ciel Ma himself and his eldest son were defeated.

The Hazell Empire has prepared decades of elite power for the Kirrlutzian decisive battle, and there has been no one.

The bad news was sent back to China, and the second son of Ciel Ma was appointed to the throne. After reigning the opinions of the veterans, the young Prince decided to follow the arrangement of the great prophet and take the nationals out of their homeland to find the one depicted in the oracles. hope.

But the Hazell people’s southward, first of all have to face their old rival Kirrlutzian. The Syracuse Fortress under Mantle Bay has never been frozen for centuries, and the Iron King Ciel Ma has played its idea more than once, but none of them succeeded.

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Even the most brave and powerful King of the Hazell can’t cross the city wall of the Westmouth Fortress, not to mention the current Hazell people.

The threat in the north is approaching, and the fortress of Sirius has become a problem that Hazell people can’t solve. The people who die in this fortress can’t solve their current problems.

They can’t wait for this negotiation.

There was silence in the hall.

The Hazell man’s frontline Commander was just about to open his mouth, but an old man behind him patted him on the shoulder and stood up.

The Prophet Salma.

He used to be the guardian of the Crystal Holy Cathedral, one of the candidates for the three great prophets, and his status was just the equivalent of the Holy Cathedral of Fire’s scepter Bishop, so in this negotiation he was the one in Hazell. One of the people who made a sound.

“This adult is right,” Salma said in an old voice, but he was more like talking to the Commander, who was on the side: “In a choice that both sides must make, we can’t do anything. Pay, justice, and the greatest wisdom.”

“Salma adults?”