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“In the Evergreen Corridor, Goldmane Torquine and Gorgon Ravine’s sun-drenched army are heading north and west. Once they cross the gate of Arubi, the East Metz Kirrlutzian will reach five hundred thousand or more.”

Azerbantu XI took a parchment from the long robe sleeves, looked at it carefully, and handed it over.

But Alertana didn’t pick it up.

“Have you heard of the Battle of Erkatos, Lord Azerbantu?” She looked back and looked at the latter.

Ding dong ——

Another drop of water drops into the pool.

Azerbantu XI ignorant heads, the light of different shades of light deepened the wrinkles on his face, a path of, as if a knife:

“could it be that there are variables, sage adults?”

“But… even if the eldest son dealt with the white legion, … in the face of Gorgon Ravine’s army, they are also difficult to continue … unless …” He hesitated and replied: “Unless the sage adults you intervene.”

“I will not intervene, Lord Azerbantu, I have already said.”

“That’s the case… I’m afraid they are hard…” Azerbantu XI deeply frowns, shaking his head again and again: “Sage adults, … not everyone is a Flame King, the miracle of the Battle of Erkatos,… …because it is impossible to complete, it can be called a miracle.”

“But the miracle is hard to reproduce -“

Aerlanta did not refute him.

The last line of golden light has sunk into the horizon, with a deep twilight and boundless loneliness. The wind started at night. The clouds move slowly southward along the ridgeline in the sky, and the moonlight quickly slams down, making the golden range of the calendula a silvery color.

“I feel agitated, the Blade of Flame Ordefeiss has been born again on this World and chose its promised person –”

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“Every era has a hero,” Alerta replied softly. “And the reason why the era is called the era is precisely because it will be replaced. If you simply repeat the past, you won’t get an answer.”

“Buga people are paying off debts. In Holy War, they really shouldn’t intervene. Someone took them for them sixty years ago. Now they have to repay this kindness.” She turned back. There is a hint of smile on the face of perseverance: “The wind is up, Lord Azerbantu, do you feel it?”

Beyond the Holy Rock, the wind is getting bigger and bigger, the trees are making a frenzied sound, and countless blades are rolled up and fly into the sky, forming a torrent. They are flying in the sky.

Some of the leaves were even rolled up on the terrace and scattered in the Holy Church. Several monks hurriedly wanted to run to close the door.

But it was at this time that the door behind the Holy Church was shouted open.

“Dragon–“

“Teacher, Sage, is dragonflight!”

……

“Du Ruoma, Anlieke, Callas, and many reports have discovered the trace of the Colossal Dragon.”

“Colossal Dragons is acting abnormally. Is there something wrong?”

“There is one more thing, Her Highness the Princess, we need an explanation -“

Princess Gryphine finally came from the piles of files on the Raises head, slightly wrinkled with a brow, and the warm and coherent silver scorpion with an imperceptible worry. Looking at the noble who stood in front of him – the people of the Ning Family, behind the station is Golan Elson Archduke, maybe there are others?

She lightly opened the mouth and asked: “Sorry, I didn’t understand what you said, and trouble again?”

Princess’s voice is not high.

But it made the Orivito’s Peru Hall quiet for a moment, the large and small noble seemed to realize what, tacitly stopped talking, looking up in this direction, some people were surprised and some face Look at the expression of the play, Lin Lin’s various expressions of different faces are intertwined, grotesque, like a grotesque picture.

The noble didn’t care about Gryphine’s identity. He walked out of the crowd with arrogance and triumphantly took a letter from his arms and placed it in front of Gryphine.

“Her Highness the Princess,” he replied with a letter from his finger: “This is the frontline report of the recent Bucce, Golden Fort and Karasen plateau. It turns out that both the Empire and Madara’s undead are hoarding on the border. “”

Princess Gryphine looks directly into the other’s eyes. Through the corner of her eyes, she sees a lot of people, with the envoy of Golan Elson Archduke, the north noble, her grandfather Viero Archduke, and even the royallist, she is Makarov and the others were seen in the crowd. Those people first avoided her gaze, but soon greeted them calmly –

She secretly grasped her fist.

“There is also a paper report, Her Highness the Princess,” the noble was not in a hurry and continued to answer: “The above said that Kirrlutzian has joined forces with Madara, Madara has dispatched tens of thousands of undead to fight in the East Metz area, and loyal to The Silver Queen’s Gorgon Ravine and Goldmane Torquine legion also passed through the door of Arroby, and the Kirrlutzian’s royal eldest son was destroyed in an instant -“