On the relatively less rugged mountain road in Palaon, Ryan, Suria, and Talleyrand rode side by side on their warhorses. However, Talleyrand intentionally stayed half a step behind Ryan and Suria. The tall lame man seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to be waiting.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, Clayon said, "Do you think we should reconcile with Nefrata, the Lemia Blood Ancestor?"
"If we reconcile with Nefrata, then what about the nobles and soldiers who died in the bloody battle at the Gate of Valaya?" Suria shook her head. The Knight King said unhappily, "But based on the current situation, Nefrata is still useful to us, so we might as well bear with it and see how sincere she is. Besides, as the little girl said, we are on the same side as Nefrata when it comes to the resurrection of Nagash."
"Yes, everything has to be done for the sake of the country. If you don't know how to be patient, you are not a mature king. I just taught Devonshire this." Laing shook his head helplessly. The Sun King asked Talleyrand, "What do you think, Talleyrand?"
"Your Majesty, Lemia's infiltration of human society and high-level organizations is the best in the Old World." Talleyrand deliberated for a moment before saying, "We can make use of this information because almost no other intelligence organization can compare to the Lemia Sisters."
"Then what do you think of Nefrata's sincerity?" Laing smiled and asked.
"The essence of loyalty is that the price of betrayal is too high. At least until Nagash is resurrected or we succeed in stopping Nagash's resurrection, this Blood Ancestor Lemia is still somewhat trustworthy." Talleyrand thought for a moment and decided to reveal 30% of the truth. "After all, we know too little about the undead. In this dark age, as long as we are willing to cooperate, we should put aside our grudges first. Stopping the Eternal Chosen One and the Lord of the Undead is the national policy formulated by His Majesty."
"Yes." Laing did not say much after hearing this. He concluded, "Things have to be done one by one. The most important thing now is to deal with Morgul first and then think about other things."
"Your Majesty is wise."
Two weeks later, outside the city of Palawon, in a large clearing near the Great Forest of Azoloren.
The largest banquet between Brittany and the Wood Elves in history was held here.
Hundreds of Grail Knights, all the Dukes and Marshals of Brittany except Lauren, the veterans of the Old Guard, and the entire Lake God's prophets were all present.
On the side, the Wood Elves' side.... for thousands of years, this was probably the largest group of Wood elves leaving the forest. Even when the High Elves' ambassadors visited, they did not receive by by the Elves. for thousands of years, thousands of years.... this was probably thousands of years for thousands of thousands of years, of thousands of years of the Elves... for thousands of thousands of years, for thousands of years by years, of by the Elves, by and was was was thousands of thousands of thousands thousands years was to the, to ''s..
What was very rare was that both the Humans and the Wood Elves were happy to see this military alliance, thinking that they had profited greatly.
For the Wood Elves, as long as they could get rid of Morgul, the people of Azoloren were willing to pay any price. Aleil was even willing to sacrifice herself and perish together with Morgul. Over the long years, who knew how many Wood Elves had died or gone mad because of Morgul's corruption. In order to completely eliminate Morgul, the Wood Elves were willing to pay any price. Now, they only needed to send the Twilight Sisters. They did not even need to sacrifice them. They only needed to become the personal maids of the ambassadors and Laing's sons, and they would have a chance to get rid of Morgul. Wasn't this a great deal?
And for Laing, being able to have the Wood Elves join the war against the Final Moment and not just stay at home and do nothing about it was a great deal. Not only would they be able to defend against the Skaven Ratmen, but they would also be able to make up for the army's weakness in long-range firepower. Wasn't this a very good deal? Perhaps Morgul was an undefeatable nightmare for the Wood Elves, but that was not the case for Laing. As a Gray Knight, Laing had enough power to suppress Morgul. What he needed to do now was to figure out Morgul's origin and the special ability bestowed upon it by the Four Gods of Chaos. After that, he would be able to eliminate and purify it.
All in all, it was nothing more than selling his son. Selling his son in exchange for a large army and a pair of high-level Saint realm experts' personal maids, this was a very profitable transaction. Ryan felt that not only did he make a killing, Devonshire also made a killing!
Under these circumstances, both sides felt that they had profited greatly.
Because of this, everyone at the banquet was very happy. It was a rare occasion for both the guests and the host to enjoy themselves. The Wood Elves sang and danced in the forest, performing war dances and magic. Singers flew among the crowd and twirled in the sky.
The Lake God's prophets praised the holy names of the Lake Fairies. The Gallan Witches were performing fireworks under the leadership of Veronica. The Holy Grail Knights were displaying their martial skills and strength. There were also craftsmen from various duchies who were displaying the traditional culture of their duchies. Of course, there were also merchants who were offering all kinds of discounts and promotions. The popular "12/12 Shopping Festival Carnival" was being held.
At the banquet, Laing stood in the middle of the banquet, wearing a red and blue king's silk banquet dress. He wore a Knight King's crown and a platinum Holy Grail cape. On his left and right stood Suria, the Knight King's Queen, and on his right stood the World Eater Gene Prototype, Angran.
"I know the reason, but why do you have pointy ears again?" It was rare for Angelo to change out of his farmer's clothes and into a custom-made suit. He didn't want to come, but he had to come because of his nephew. He grumbled, "You too, Forgen too, Kirriman too, no wonder Devin too. Forget it, as long as you like it."
"Hehe, where is that little bastard Devyn Hill?" Laing held a wine glass. The Sun King stood on the high platform in the middle of the banquet like a mountain. He looked around and said, "He is the host today. Where is he?"
"He should be here soon." Suria, who was also dressed up, signaled Laing to calm down. "Wait, my dear. Don't worry."
"Oh! He's here! "Angran's eyes were sharp. He looked at his nephew and was suddenly stunned.
Amidst the fireworks and dancing, the main characters of the day appeared.
Devyn Hill and the Twilight sisters came out together and strode into the banquet.
He was dressed in a pure white button-down gown with golden irises, a pair of slim-fit leggings, a lace collar and cuffs, and a long velvet cloak embroidered with the Macado family's coat of arms. His formal attire was grand, gorgeous, exaggerated, and full of vitality. The young Baron was as gorgeous as a flower that covered the night sky, like a piece of pure and flawless jade. The unparalleled young man's face was slightly shy, but also full of nobility, etiquette, and innocence.
On Devenhill's left, Nestra was wearing a long dress made of peach-colored porcelain, paired with white stockings and blue high heels. She was cute and lively. Amidst the fireworks and singing, she was like a fairy in the night, happily enjoying and exploring everything at the banquet. This was her stage to begin with.
On Alohan's right, she was wearing a Heart of Frost dress with black stockings and red high heels. She was cold and arrogant. In the cold winter and the deep night sky, she was like a winter plum blooming in the snow. She was indifferent to everything. Only when she looked at Devyn Hill would she show a charming smile.
Anglo was stunned. The eyes of the original World Eater reddened. He watched Devyn Hill enter the banquet between the Twilight sisters and opened his mouth. In the end, he could only say, "It's good to be young. Good, good. Even the greatest hero will grow old and tired. If I could have such treatment in Nukailia … Forget it, forget it."
Anglo then turned around and left Laing and Suria with his back.
"Yes. Thinking about it, when I was fifteen or sixteen, I was just a country bumpkin in Nord. I trained hard to fight the barbarians and wandered around as an apprentice knight." Laing looked at his son and sighed. He then looked at Suria and the couple smiled at each other. "Not as good as him."
"The lady said that the wood elves like young human boys because of their vitality and purity." Suria also looked at her son. The Knight King wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. "After eighteen or nineteen years old, most human males will gradually lose their vitality and purity due to the destruction of battle, the pressure of life, and the wear and tear of work. Their attractiveness to the wood elves is also greatly reduced. But Devyn is different from others."
"Don't worry. My blood is still very strong in Devyn. So is my charm and psionic power." Laing took Suria one step forward.
"Father."
"Your Majesty, Sun King."
Devyn Hill first knelt on one knee and greeted his great father. The Twilight sisters subconsciously looked at Aleil in the distance. When they saw the Wood Elf Queen nodding, they also knelt on one knee.
"Good, good, good. Good people, good clothes, good banquet." Laing said 'good' three times in a row. The Sun King signaled that there was no need to kneel. He walked down the steps and raised his glass to everyone present.
"From today onwards, the military alliance between Brittany and Azeroth is officially established!"
"We will breathe together and share a common fate!"
"We will breathe together and share a common fate!" No matter what the people present thought, at least at this moment, the Kingdom of Knight King and the wood elves were united.
A new era had arrived.
… I am the dividing line of the new era …
At the same time, in the Empire, sad news spread to Brunswick and immediately to the entire Empire.
The legendary demon hunter under the Church of Justice, known as the symbol of an era, Gunter Stadberg, was dead. His body was thrown from the sky by a winged creature and thrown on the table of the Empire's parliament.
Stellberg and the entire thousand-man army that had entered Sylvania to investigate had been wiped out.
The last Vampire Count, Man Frey von Karstein, officially announced his return through this action, as well as the permanent separation of Sylvania Province from the Empire.
In the past, no one would care about the faraway Sylvania. But after reading the contents of the letter hidden in Stellberg's mouth, the Empire's parliament immediately realized the severity of the problem. Man Frey and his undead army had completely taken control of Sylvania.
Emperor Karl-franz was quite anxious about the recent situation. Right when he ordered Kurfürst Marius of the Ivy Land and Kurfürst Alberich of the Steyr Land to strengthen their vigilance …
Archbishop Vickmar of Justice spoke, "Sylvania has been the territory of the Empire since ancient times. We cannot tolerate such provocation. We cannot tolerate Frey Mann killing our people and throwing their corpses on our tables!"
"A war, a Holy War! A Holy War of Vampires that has been going on for hundreds of years and still hasn't ended until today, is about to begin! " Vickmar stood up, holding the golden griffin warhammer, and roared, "I will stop Man Frey and bring the glory and purification of our Lord back to Sylvania!"
"My Archbishop, calm down. Hundreds of messengers have just been sent out. We must build a line of defense in the north of the Empire to resist the army of Chaos!" Emperor Karl-franz hurriedly tried to persuade him, "The Empire is very weak now. We can't fight on both sides! The army will be scattered! "
"My god, Karl, are you still the successor of Charlemagne?" Archbishop Vickmar roared angrily. His deafening voice made the chandelier on the ceiling shake, "How can the sacred land of the Empire be occupied by darkness and undead? I demand the formation of a Holy War Army immediately! "
"My Archbishop, we can only endure at this time!" Karl-franz also stood up. The Emperor couldn't help but say, "We can't fight on both sides! Moreover, Sylvania is already a land of death. Sending an army now is not in the interest of the Empire! "
"The interest of the Empire? The interest of the Empire? Or is it your personal interest? "Archbishop Vickmar roared.
The Emperor's expression became fierce. Karl-franz only looked at Archbishop Vickmar without saying a word.
Seeing the Emperor's determined expression, the archbishop hesitated. He knew how much Card Emperor had sacrificed for the Empire and how much he valued the people of the Empire. Ever since the battle of the Black Fire Pass, Karl-franz had been hailed as the greatest emperor of the Empire after Emperor Charlemagne and Ludwig the Savior.
"It's fine if you don't want to go. Karl, you'll be in charge of the matters in the north. I'll form a Holy War Army!" Vickmar stepped back and said in a rough voice, "I will take care of Charlemagne and Frey before everything gets out of hand and bring back victory. Let Sylvania return to the embrace of the Empire."
"My Archbishop! Now is not the time to act on impulse. "The Emperor also stepped back and emphasized," The Empire needs you at this time! "
"I'm not asking you, Karl." Vickmar turned around and walked out, "I'm just informing you."
The archbishop left the Empire's parliament without looking back.
"Send out all the messengers and summon all the troops of the Church of Justice in the old world! Open the treasury and hire all the mercenaries we can. Also, send my letter to all the major knight groups! "
"The Holy War in Sylvania has begun!"
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