In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since the Winter Veil Festival. The various forces in the Ryan Continent are carrying out their original plans step by step.

They have built high walls, trained armies, and have sealed off the monsters in those portals to a very small extent.

Delivering messages with the Flying Knight of the Flying Stream Nation is faster and more efficient than the Message Genie. The various forces exchanged information and cooperated sincerely, and for a while, they really blocked the pace of those demons from attacking.

But in the midst of this, everyone ignores the unstable factor of the Holy City. The first summoners of the Holy See have arrived in the holy city of Cyprias. They lurked inside the castle and began to craft teleportation arrays based on the Holy City. Summoning the Great Demon of Hell!

And the Saint King has always thought that the other party will summon a battle angel for him to drive. But the Ragnarok Alliance didn't know about all this. They all deployed supplies everywhere under the strategic planning of the bureau to reinforce the defensive points with greater pressure.

As everyone expected, the octopus family owner, who was said to be seriously injured, also reappeared on the shores of the Red Sea.

He led the fleet and attacked all the ports on the Red Sea coast. It even blocked the Benlei River, so that the Benlei Plain, which is downstream of the Benlei River, was once short of water.

The Benlei Plain was the rear of Holger IV, where he made his fortune. Although he has now moved into the royal capital, his roots are still there. Philip even considered whether to move the royal capital south.

He was now sandwiched between the Demon Forest and the Northwest, and it was very uncomfortable! Although the Grey Dove had made a truce with him for the time being, Philip did not think that a paper agreement would restrain the man's invading iron hooves.

After some deliberation and discussion, the royal capital eventually moved south and moved to a new city on the Benlei Plain.

He named the city Crocodile City, which was also a fitting of his family crest and his nickname. It seems that this Philip wants to build his own dynasty.

But it is undeniable that the nobles who originally lived in the royal capital were reluctant to leave their homeland, so they chose to stay in the royal capital. As a result, the once prosperous king was torn apart and split in two.

Philip may have been very strategic in arranging and fighting battles, but it was clear that he did not have the same talent for politics as he did for war. Even though his chief minister, Wells, had made such a suggestion once, he impatiently refused.

He didn't want to live in a city sandwiched between two powers, where there was no sense of security.

However, after the royal capital moved south, there was a shortage of water in the Benlei River, which made our Holger IV even worse, with unstable morale and political turmoil.

Some of the minor nobles even plotted whether to go to the Grand Prince Tyranny, or simply go to the Crow City in the east.

The recent development of Crow City is in full swing~! Their urban population has already exceeded 60,000 in one fell swoop! In Holger, it has leapt over the disintegrated royal capital and become the most populous city!

However, because the Crow City covers a huge area and spans a wide area, these 60,000 people will not be crowded if they are scattered.

And as long as anyone who knows the inside story knows that among the 60,000 people of Klose, nearly half of the population is Warcraft and various alien races.

Many of them live in forests or burrows, and don't occupy any place in Crowtown. So the huge city still seems a little empty, especially when walking to the periphery.

As a result, many of Holger's took a fancy to the opportunity and moved their entire family to the edge of Crow. They always felt that the territory of the Third Prince was now the safest place in Holger.

Although the monsters here can walk the streets with great fanfare, working and receiving wages, there are even people who see a red-butted chimpanzee, wearing a uniform, leading a team of soldiers to patrol the streets, like a commander.

However, there are many such situations, and the humans around them are not surprised, and they don't think that there is anything terrible about the monsters here. People are like this, the unknown only feel fear, and if you stay around those magical beasts all day, you can quickly adapt to it.

On this day, Philip was once again furious in his new castle!

He swept all the things on the table to the ground, panting and shouting, "Send someone to the upper reaches of the Benlei River immediately to find out the situation!" Who would dare cut off my water supply?! Could it be that bastard Tyron? He's already half dead, and he still has this kind of idleness!? ”

Yes, Philip was right, Taryn hasn't recovered since the last time he was seriously injured.

The forces attached to him also cowered in the port of Bominte, very quiet, and there was never news of their movements, which once made Philip forget the existence of his eldest brother.

In fact, Taryn lowered his posture to tell Philip that he no longer had the idea of competing for the throne. And he doesn't have that strength now.

The body has been repeatedly damaged, the territory has been lost, and the army has been hit repeatedly, which has made the Grand Prince of Tylen slumped, and he borrows alcohol all day to kill his sorrows.

It is inevitable that the port of Bominte is now sporadic in the desert of soldiers fleeing almost every day. Francis is already numb to listening... In the end, they simply don't care about these deserters, they can run away if they want! Even if you forcibly leave them, their hearts are no longer here, and they can't die for you.

On this day, the eldest prince Taryn was still drunk on the second floor of the Harbor Tavern in Bombinge, as usual.

He leaned back on a cushion, his cloudy eyes bloodshot, and he looked out the window at the sky in a daze.

At this moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a stranger entered.

The eldest prince Taryn didn't even pay attention to the person, and only said two words: "Go out." ”

But the man smiled, and sat down across from the big house. Taryn then withdrew his gaze and turned to the uninvited guest.

He saw that this man was dressed in a gray robe, with an ordinary appearance, with a beard under his forehead, and he looked to be about fifty years old.

"Hello, Grand Prince Tyranny."

The man whispered.

Taryn squinted, propped himself up with his hands, and slapped the table.

"I said... Get you out! Now that you know who I am.... Aren't you afraid of death? ”

Taryn said as he reached for the sword beside him.

Unexpectedly, the person on the other side was unmoved, and still said with a smile: "Of course I know who you are, and I came to you this time." How? One of the four former dukes, the famous Duke of Sunflower, Holger's great prince Taryn... And now it's like this? Are you really willing to accept it all? This country should have been yours, and the final winner of this war in the Northwest should also be yours, don't you want to take back everything from yourself? ”

Taryn burped and frowned at the man, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Believe it or not, I'll cut off your head. ”

The comer's face remained unmoved, but he continued, "I bet you won't cut off my head, because I'm here to help you. I know that there are still many of your supporters in Holger, and that your subordinates are still sincere to you, and that all you need is a little help, and I am the one who helps you. ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Taryn finally sat up straight. He leaned forward and stared into the eyes of the man in front of him, but the man's face was watery, still staring at Tyron.

"I said, I'm the one who can help you."

"Help me? Why should I believe you? ”

"I have brought you 10,000 troops capable of fighting and absolute dominance on the sea! You can counterattack Sunflower Castle to reclaim your territory, and then take advantage of the situation to return to the royal capital and seize the throne that rightfully belongs to you! Chop off the heads of those who once looked down on you and let them learn how to honor the true King of Holger with blood! ”

The grey-robed man's voice was seductive, and Taryn took a deep breath, sobering up a little.

He looked at the person opposite for a few minutes in a daze, and said inarticulately: "I'm not drunk.... It's that you're crazy.... 10,000 people? Let's not talk about whether you have 10,000 people, even if you do have 10,000 people, do you think you can defeat the gray pigeon? Do you think you can beat Philip? You're underestimating both of them! You're looking too highly of me! I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, but you won't succeed... Leave, before I even have the intention of killing. ”

"Hmph, people say that the former Duke of Sunflower has become a wasted person, I didn't believe it originally, but when I saw it today, it was true! It looks like you're hopeless! I don't cherish such a great opportunity in front of me.... Do you know that my 10,000 people are not ordinary 10,000 people? My 10,000 soldiers are absolutely worthy of your 100,000 Holger soldiers! If you add the help of the octopus at sea, if you can't reclaim your castle and throne, then you really are a waste! Or rather... Are you trying to rob your waste brother of the title of the Three Wasted Princes? The Great Prince of the Three Wastes... Maybe it's better to have this title on your head. ”