"What do you think, master?" asked Cross, looking up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

While Augusta and Flon were communicating at the bottom of the mountain, after fusing the replica of the Craftsman's Heart with the core of the castle, the silver-haired man immediately discovered the first magic of the fusion, and the entire castle and all the wind and grass in the area where the lonely mountain was located were under control.

Augusta and Fren's words naturally fell into his ears word for word.

"A little mouse of the Holy See, but a mid-level priest, what kind of storm can he make?" the silver-haired man sneered dismissively.

But he mentioned oracles. Looking younger, Kroos cautiously reminded that this cautious style was innate.

"Where are the two secret techniques of the Holy See so easy to master. For so many years of history, who would have dared to claim to have mastered these two secret arts? Incomplete oracle techniques are of no use except to mislead others! As for this middle-aged priest...... It's a joke!" The silver-haired man who felt the change in the castle was savoring the mystery.

The power of the replica of the Genesis Twelve Movements made him addicted to it, and the feeling could only be described as wonderful.

"But master, their conversation at least proves that Augusta's purpose is not pure, and we must not be on guard!" Cross dutifully reminded.

"Of course. I've already figured out what to do. Didn't he want to use the castle to test the attack power of the Sanctuary and the Four Legions, and why not put the castle to sleep before they arrived?" the silver-haired man smirked, he had just gotten the inspiration from the imitation of the Craftsman's Heart.

"Master, what do you mean...... Sleeping?" Cross asked, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Not bad. I would like to take this opportunity to take a good look at some of the wonderful things in this imitation of the heart of a craftsman, and hope to find a way to break through. The silver-haired man was complacent that he could think of such a retreat method, "If I took the initiative to go into dormancy and let the castle become a dead ruin, then the Empire would not have imagined that their carefully selected opponent would suddenly disappear, and Augusta's purpose of using the castle as an experiment would be frustrated." ”

"But master, wouldn't it be a pity that we would abandon the ancestral castle just like that, if that Augusta cheats, that imitation of the heart of a craftsman doesn't have that magical effect?"

"Your realm is not enough, so you can't feel how powerful the imitation of the craftsman's heart he took out. The silver-haired man hesitated for a moment, and decided to divulge a little bit of information to this loyal subordinate, after all, in his plan, he would rely on this subordinate for a long time to come.

"When you reach the Sanctuary one day and become an earl, you'll feel the power of that thing. Even if Augusta is cheating us, even if the castle can't rebuild itself as he says it will be, the knowledge and energy contained in this thing alone is enough to make us gamble. The silver-haired man said with a leisurely expression.

"No matter what the future holds, Cross will always be your loyal steward. Cross hastened to take the opportunity to show his loyalty.

"Then Cross, in the time since I went into hibernation, everything in the castle is up to you. The silver-haired man said solemnly.

"Cross is here to help. But this is the coming Imperial ......," Cross grimaced.

"Rest assured, I already have a complete plan. You can ......" the silver-haired man commanded softly, and Cross nodded frequently.

......

Three days later, when Fred the Great, who was on the expedition, saw the infamous Wickor Castle reduced to ruins without resistance under a volley of the Earth Dragon Legion, he had to leave these words with admiration: "The strong man has broken his wrist." Count Delacoural, I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to have such courage!—but it's all right, my purpose has been achieved anyway. ”

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At the end of the year 103 of the Eliat calendar, Princess Etheline, the daughter of Otto the Great and the first heir to the Empire, mysteriously disappeared during her travels to the continent. Otto the Great, the founder of the empire, was furious when he heard the news, and died of a relapse of an old illness.

At the beginning of the following year, Fred, the eldest son of Otto the Great and the second in line to the throne of the empire, succeeded to the throne and was known as Fred the Great.

In the 105th year of the Eliad calendar, Fred the Great, who had just completed a year on the throne, in order to prove that his martial bravery was no less than that of the previous emperor, organized millions of soldiers and horses of the four major legions to directly target the remnants of the war of all races hidden in the depths of the Warcraft Forest - the Blood Clan.

Fred the Great pointed out by the sword, the old nest of the blood clan, Wick Castle, was swept down in one day, and the blood clan that had been entrenched here for thousands of years was swept away. When the news spread, the world was shaken, and Fred the Great took this opportunity to confirm the position of the rightful heir of Otto the Great.

- History of the Iliad Empire, by Octat Inoch

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"Master, two thousand years have passed, and Augusta, who later established the Duchy of Bavaria and called himself the Grand Duke of Bavaria, also disappeared in the cataclysm fifteen years ago, is it necessary for us to abide by that agreement?" Cross's words woke up the silver-haired man who had fallen into his memory.

"Cross, our Bloodline has a bad reputation in the world, but it has never violated the agreement we have endorsed. This is the mind and bearing of our blood clan as the three major races of the Elriat continent. The silver-haired man, Count Delaculal, glanced at Cross and said.

When Cross saw the Count's cold eyes, a chill rose in his heart, although the master had been asleep for two thousand years, his majesty was not only the same as it was then, but also more than it was.

"Besides, since Augusta doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, let those 'little mice' take the castle and conduct an experiment that is two thousand years late, and we will fulfill our promise. The corners of Count Delacoural's mouth curled slightly, indicating that he was in a good mood at this time, and that he had not changed in the slightest because of the loss of the antique door.

"The host was wise. Forgive these little rats for not making much waves. "Cross's ability to make the rudder grow greatly in two thousand years.

"By the way, how is Tenael?" asked Count Delacoural.

"She's been in the same deep sleep as you have been most of these years, rarely coming out and about. And -- very dedicated. At the mention of Teneel, Cross had a bit of confusion in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

Under so many heavy shackles, she must have recognized the reality. - But I've been asleep for a little longer. After a moment's silence, Count Draculal commanded, "Cross, bring me all the information you have gathered about the continent in general, and the Duchy of Bavaria established by that guy in Augusta, and I want to know what I have missed." ”