The Council of Nobles, concealing the royal family, passed the application of Lord Lawrence of Casparmyburg with almost lightning speed, allowing him to lead troops to hunt down the fleeing lords.

Armed search for fleeing villagers?

Excuse!

Anyone can tell that he is trying to find an excuse to attack Ellington.

"Since you're in such a hurry to find death, let them go."

Victor muttered to himself, he had a hunch that soon, the peace of the country would be broken.

And when that time comes, Ellington under Donn will be his most powerful supporter.

Traces of the Holy Sword.

It was a very spectacular rift, with the peaks on both sides as if they had been cleaved by a sword, the cliffs were smooth and steep, and in the middle of this rift, a huge fortress with a height of 100 meters stood here, blocking the whole rift.

Holy Sword Fortress, home to the Third Imperial Legion.

In the commander's room, Gilad Illus sat in the middle, his eyes closed and enjoying the slightly cold light, in the rift valley outside, under the shadow of the sun for a long time, the snow was still piled up there, and even frozen and hardened, and countless warriors were in this environment, **** their bodies, crawling on the cold ice and snow, carrying out hard training.

Girard clearly inherited the excellent bloodline of Victor and Olena, the sun outside the window shone obliquely on his head, his short bright blonde hair was as brilliant as the light of Lumbica, the two heroic sword eyebrows added a bit of heroism to his handsome face, and his sapphire blue eyes were full of magnetism, which deeply attracted all the opposite sex who had seen him.

The height of about one meter eight is enough for him to look down on most people, there are no exaggerated muscles, and it is not a thin wind that blows down, and the explosive power is completely converging inside the body.

At a very young age, Victor took advantage of the royal privileges, using a lot of resources and precious and rare treasures to build a solid foundation for him, and then created a demonic genius, and at a young age he already possessed a powerful strength close to the legendary level.

A prince with strength, ambition, and patience, he will be destined to go down in history and become another brilliant super powerhouse of Plandal.

On the table in front of Girard, there were several scrolls, and just as Victor feared, the rumors around Alinks were already in front of him.

A man shrouded in a cloak stood on the other side of the table, silent.

"Bastard...... What a ridiculous rumor. ”

Girard suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the man in black opposite with a smile: "What do you think?" ”

"It doesn't matter, does it?"

The man in black smiled and said, "The important thing is that his voice is very high. ”

"I am the prince, the only prince of the Illuth Empire, the only legitimate heir."

Girard said lightly: "No matter how loud his voice is, it is useless. ”

"But the people don't care, Illus has been weak for a long time, everyone wants to live a prosperous life, and Don gave them hope, and Ellington's change tempted them, and your father, the king, who sent you to this desolate place, gave him strong support, this is inexplicable, and people prefer to believe that Donn is the bastard child favored by Victor."

The man in black's voice was hoarse and deep, and he said slowly, "In their eyes, you are not as good as Done. ”

Girard's face suddenly gloomy, and the swords placed in the room were all unsheathed with a bang, and they gathered around the man in black with a roar, blocking all his vital points in an instant: "I admire your courage, but do you think I really dare not kill you?" ”

"I dare to come here, I don't plan to go back alive, complete the mission, or die here."

The man in black, who was locked by dozens of sword blades, still said unhurriedly: "I think that our purposes do not conflict, we need war, and you also need war, not only to show your will to Illus, but also to show other countries your strength." ”

"War is the only chance for the re-emergence of the Illuth Empire, and only a world full of war is the world in which the strong should live, not the current peaceful and boring and rigid world."

Gilard looked at the man in black with contempt, those swords returned one after another, and he said lightly: "One thing you said is very right, only war can restore the past glory of the Illuth Empire, and only war should be the era when I am active." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince is very smart, we should choose to cooperate."

"No, in your eyes, I'm a fool to be used by you."

Girard sneered, "You think I'll be stupid enough to work with you? ”

The man in black was silent.

At this moment, Girard's desk suddenly twisted, and a moment later an envelope with Victor's seal appeared on the table.

Seeing the seal on the ink, the man in black trembled: "Hehe...... Your Royal Highness, do you need me to recuse yourself? ”

"No, you don't."

Girard said lightly and opened the envelope.

Girard, my son, Alinks is well, don't worry.

Chaos is here, rule the Third Legion as soon as possible, the crown, the throne are all yours, don't care about those rumors.

Once the war breaks out, Ellington will be your strong backup, and Don will be your strongest ally, don't affect Ellington's development, don't affect Ellington's development, don't affect Ellington's development! Don't forget!

There were only a few simple lines on the envelope, and Girard read it at a glance.

However, the letter made his mood worse.

If there was no explanation, Girard could have turned a blind eye, but Victor specially wrote a letter and asked the master to transmit it, and this explanation seemed to be trying to cover up, which was originally just a trace of doubt, but now this trace of doubt was suddenly magnified hundreds of times thousands of times.

Especially the three sentences in a row that did not allow him to affect Ellington's development made Girard's brows furrow.

No matter how you look at it, he feels that Victor cares more about Ellington and Donn than about him.

Could it be that Don is really his half-brother?

Otherwise, Victor has no reason to care so much about him!

Victor only emphasized it because he cared too much about the identity of the messenger of the god of Don, but he didn't expect that it would be self-defeating because of these few words.

Noticing the subtle expression on Girard's face, the man in black smiled, but he didn't speak, he was waiting for Girard to make a decision.

As an emperor who wants to dominate the world, he must abandon mercy and must stifle any possibility.

At this point, Girard is more qualified than Victor and Aurelia, which is why they find Girard.

Girard looked up, "What's your name?" ”

The man in black lifted his hood, revealing an ordinary face, except for his deep eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Marcus, Your Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"You say, you have a way to make a person strong quickly? And can you get him to be loyal to me? ”

"Yes, just taking advantage of some ...... A little trick. ”

"Anyone can?"

"Anyone."

"In that case, why don't you just control me?"

"Because, we need a wise prince, not a puppet who obeys us."

Marcus laughed: "In some ways, we have to admit that His Royal Highness the Prince is very capable. ”

"Excuses."

Girard sneered: "You can't control people whose strength exceeds a certain level, right?" ”

Marcus laughed but didn't say anything.

Girard shouted outside the door, "Herald, inform General Marshall to come to me." ”

A moment later, General Marshall, fully armoured, entered the room and went straight to Girard: "Greetings to you, Your Royal Highness. ”

Girard nodded and said to Marcus, "Show me that." ”

Although Girard is already a supreme-level ninth-order powerhouse, his influence on the Third Legion of the Empire has not increased much in the past few years in the Traces of the Holy Sword, which is also the only thing he can't accept, and taking Marshall is obviously a good choice.

Marcus still laughed and didn't say anything.

Girard waited for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, and General Marshall had entered the room with a calm face, as if he had not seen Marcus at all.

But that couldn't be, and Marcus was standing there.

Then there is only one reason......

"General Marshall is one of your men!?"

Marcus laughed in a hoarse voice: "Your Royal Highness, congratulations on finally coming to your senses, in fact, not only General Marshall, but the entire Third Legion of the Empire are our people, if you are willing to cooperate with us, I can also tell you some more amazing news." ”

Girard's face was very ugly, and it was no wonder that he had not been able to gain their loyalty in any way in the past few years, even if he stripped off his armor and fought with his soldiers in the mud, ate and lived with them, or even trained with them.

It turns out that the entire Third Legion of the Empire has been co-opted by the Dark Serpent!

Marshall knelt down on one knee to Marcus and clasped his right hand on his chest: "Marshall salutes you, great soul snake, Venerable Marcus, I have heard that the Divine Lord has awakened, please offer my respect to the Divine Lord on my behalf." ”

"Got it, get up and stand by."

Marcus's faint words made Marshall stand aside, and Marcus's casual command attitude towards Marshall made Girard even more annoyed.

"Your Royal Highness, perhaps you are not aware of our power...... Do you know what this place is? ”

"Traces of the Holy Sword."

"Do you know what's up to the north?"

"Of course it's the Grison Kingdom, what the hell are you trying to say-wait!" A thought flashed through Girard's mind, "You have taken control of the Third Imperial Legion, do you want to-"

"If there is a need, we can start the war at any time."

Marcus laughed and stretched out his hand: "Your Royal Highness, happy cooperation?" ”

Girard frowned, "I said I wouldn't work with you. ”

With a "bang", Marshall's long sword was just half pulled out, and it was pressed back by Marcus, who stretched out his hand with a smile: "It's use, let's use each other happily, how about it?" ”

Girard thought for a moment and said lightly: "I don't like shaking hands with others. ”

"It just so happens that I don't like it either."

Marcus withdrew his hand, his eyes emitting a strange light: "His Royal Highness the Prince is really cautious. ”

Looking into his eyes, Girard was confused for a moment, then shook his head vigorously, leaned on the table and said, "So, what is your first thing?" Do you want to kill that Donn first? ”

"Donne? No, no, no, as much as I would love to kill him, but Orika has already gone to deal with him, and my mission is, of course...... It's time for you to wear that crown. ”

Marcus had a sparkle in his eyes and a grim smile: "To be on the safe side, now is a good opportunity, isn't it?" ”

"Good chance......?" The confusion in Girard's eyes slowly disappeared, and a faint black light flashed, "Not bad...... This is a good opportunity. (To be continued.) )