At the same time...
The City of Glow.
Hearing the noon bell, Horford Quinn put down the quill in his hand and looked to the southwest.
The news of Wimbledon's coronation had not only spread throughout Graycastle, but also a large number of propagandists in the Kingdom of Dawn. According to the leaflet, if there were no accidents, this was the time for the young man's coronation.
It was too fast.
Horford could not help sighing. He was a few years younger than his daughter, Andrea, but now he was the indisputable king of the kingdom. His influence had even crossed the border.
Since the battle with the Moya family, some nobles in the king's city of the Kingdom of Dawn might not know the real name of Wimbledon III, but few people did not know the name Roland Wimbledon. At first, it was only circulated in the underground Chamber of Commerce. Later, anecdotes about this prince spread through various channels, like wildfire sweeping across the grassland.
Three years ago, he was just a lord of a remote town and the least favored of all the members of the Wimbledon royal family.
Such a rapid rise was like a fantasy. It was not an exaggeration to call him a monster. Many of his actions were unfathomable like a monster. Take this coronation ceremony for example. Since ancient times, he was probably the only one who chose to hold a coronation ceremony in the winter when the Months of Demons were wreaking havoc.
Usually, a king like this would only appear in times of turmoil or chaos. Thinking of the inside story of the Battle of Divine Will, he faintly felt that this world might usher in an earth-shaking upheaval.
"Your Majesty," the guard interrupted his contemplation. "Sir Hill Fawkes sent a letter."
"Oh?" Horford withdrew his gaze. "Open it and read it to me."
"Yes."
"Your Majesty" was indeed an intoxicating title. He had been the Hand of the King for nearly 20 years and had called him "Your Majesty" countless times. He had long thought that he had developed a resistance to it, but when someone called him that, he could still feel something swelling in his heart.
"Then I'll give my blessing to the King of Graycastle."
Horford knew very well that the reason he was able to sit in this position and make the other restless people back off was because he had the support of the neighboring countries. Those aristocratic families were not afraid of the sword and saber in the hands of Knight Quinn, but they were full of fear towards the world-destroying thunder. In this time of great change, tying the fate of the family to the war chariot of Graycastle was the safest way.
"According to the letter, a mining team from Graycastle has entered the border of the Kingdom of Dawn. They hope to receive your assistance and support."
"Inform Earl Luoxi of this matter and let him lead the Knight Group to welcome them," Horford quickly ordered, "You also take my verbal order to inform all the lords on the way to provide all the necessary help to this team."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
…
Archduke Island, Wolfheart Sea.
Although this place was far away from the area affected by the Months of Demons, the passing wet and cold sea breeze still made the town appear bleak. Few people walked on the muddy streets, and only the dock area barely maintained some vitality.
Therefore, an open-air wine shop set up next to the warehouse at the dock was particularly eye-catching. It mainly provided extremely cheap warm wine for sailors. Compared to the taverns that could shelter them from the wind and rain, passersby generally just wanted to drink and dispel the chill in their stomachs. Very few people would stay after drinking, but at this moment, nearly a hundred people gathered in front of the wine shop.
It also attracted the attention of a woman in coarse clothes.
"Farina?" Someone whispered, "What are you looking at? We should go. "
"Demons," she replied.
"What —" The latter's expression changed.
"I heard someone mention demons," the woman called Farina repeated. "Wait a moment, Joe."
The man hesitated for a moment, but finally lowered his head and replied in a very low voice, "Yes... Your Majesty."
"This is not an order." Farina waved her hand indifferently and then moved a few steps closer to the crowd, hoping to hear more clearly.
"I've never seen such terrible monsters. They have wings longer than humans and fangs as thick as arms. The city wall is nothing to them!" The source of the voice seemed to be a sea merchant. The feeling of being surrounded by the crowd made him particularly proud, and his voice became louder and louder. "But this is not the most terrible thing. There is another kind of demon sitting on those demons. They look like humans, but much stronger than humans. The spears they throw seem to have eyes, fast and fierce, and even armor can't stop them! I'm not afraid of being laughed at, but I almost wet my pants at that time. "
Gasps could be heard from the crowd.
"Are you serious? Doesn't that mean they are invincible? "
"If they only stay in the sky, they can't touch them at all!"
There was also a small group of people who expressed disdain.
"You're just bluffing. Demons? Can you tell the difference between demonic beasts and demons?"
"That's right. Go to the Hermes Plateau. There are all kinds of monsters there. I'm afraid that you will wet your pants so easily. Don't freeze your little brother."
"Bah, you know nothing!" The sea merchant shouted. "That's the name given by His Highness Roland Wimbledon! He has been in the Western Region for many years. How can he not know the difference between demonic beasts and demons? In my opinion, demonic beasts are a group of disorderly refugees, while demons are a well-trained army! Have you ever seen those beasts attack the city in batches and focus on different areas? "
"If what you said is true, how could Graycastle withstand it?"
"You don't understand. It was indeed very dangerous at that time, but there was a flash of fire and lightning on the city wall, just like a raining hail!" He spat. "The demons exploded in the sky in the blink of an eye. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere. One even fell in front of the hotel I temporarily stayed. The big hole in its chest was almost the size of a bowl. God knows how they did it!"
"Even a bed crossbow can't have such power. According to what you said, the prince's strength is no different from that of God?"
"Ha, otherwise, how do you think he killed the church?"
Hearing this, Farina suddenly clenched her fists.
"…" Joe pressed down on her shoulder and shook his head at her silently.
"I know." She took a deep breath and let go of his hand. "What do you think about this?"
"The Bloody Moon hasn't appeared yet, so it's impossible for demons to appear in the Barbarian Land. However, his description of demons is similar to the records in the Holy Bible. It doesn't seem to be fabricated, so I … can't tell." Joe paused and looked a little worried. "However, these are all related to us —"
"Unrelated." Farina interrupted. "You're right, Joe. We have to solve our own problems first. "
After the death of acting Pope Tucker Tolden, she followed his will and evacuated the New Holy City with the rest of the Judgement Army, intending to rebuild the church on Archduke Island in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. Archduke Island used to be the stronghold of the witch organization, the Bloodfang Association. After it was destroyed by the army of the church, the Holy City stationed people there to prevent the witches from making a comeback. Archduke Island was an ideal place to settle down.
However, they did not expect that the news of the Holy City's destruction would spread faster than their footsteps. After learning that Hermes had fallen, the bishop of the Archduke Island no longer recognized the identity given by the Church. He turned around and mixed with the nobles, becoming the Count of the Archduke Island. He even hanged the first messenger outside the city.
This incredible betrayal dealt a heavy blow to the Judgement Army. After that, many people left the team. Now that they had been in Archduke Island for half a year, they could only hide like rats on the street. If they could not raise the church flag and reunite the people, she was afraid that the church would be completely destroyed in her hands.
There was no doubt that the only way to save the precarious situation was to sacrifice the traitor.
The difficulty was that the enemy also had a team of Scourge.
This battle was bound to be extremely tragic.
"Let's go." Farina pulled up her hood and looked at the wine shop for the last time.
The sea merchant was still talking. "There are many interesting things there! For example, the black iron ship as big as a hill, the giant building taller than the Tower of Babel. As long as you go there once, you'll never forget it! "
"Tell me all about it. I'll add more wine for you!"
"Are these all the works of Prince Roland?"
"Hey, of course, but you can't call him Prince anymore. When I left Neverwinter, he had decided to officially ascend the throne! As for the date... let me think... it should be today! "
"Oh? So he's the King of Graycastle now? "
"Haha, that's a good title." The sea merchant raised his glass full of wine. "Since it's such a coincidence, let me propose a toast to the faraway King of Graycastle!"
"A toast to the King of Graycastle!" Everyone cheered and raised their glasses.
"The King... of Graycastle?" Farina sneered. "You can continue to build your seemingly prosperous kingdom in the ravine. When the Battle of Divine Will comes, this world will eventually become a ruin. Sooner or later, we'll meet again in the real hell. The only difference is who comes first and who comes last. If I can't defeat the traitor this time, I'll leave first; but if I win, I'll wait here quietly for the news of you falling into hell. "
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