Chapter 1031 The King of Graycastle (Part 1)

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Glow City.

Hearing the noon bell, Howard Quinn put down the quill in his hand and couldn't help but look to the southwest.

The news that the Fourth Prince of Wimbledon had ascended the throne not only spread throughout Graycastle, but also a large number of propagandists appeared in the morning light. According to the propaganda leaflet, if there are no accidents, this is the moment when the young man will be crowned and ascend the throne.

It's just too fast.

Horford couldn't help but sigh that he was a few years younger than his daughter Andrea, but now he was the undisputed king of a country, and his influence even crossed the border.

Since the war with the Moya family, there may be some people in the aristocratic class of the Kingdom of Dawn who do not know the real name of Wimbledon III, but there are very few people who do not know the name Roland Wimbledon. At first, it was only circulated in the underground chamber of commerce, but later anecdotes about the prince spread from various channels, like wildfire across the grassland.

Three years ago, he was just the lord of a remote town, the least favored among all the Wimbledon royal family.

Such a rapid rise is almost like a fantasy, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a monster. And many of his actions are as unpredictable as monsters. Just like this coronation ceremony. Throughout the ages, he is probably the only one who has chosen to hold the coronation ceremony in the winter when the evil moon is raging.

Usually kings like this only appear in times of turmoil or chaos. Thinking of the inside story of the War of Divine Will, he vaguely felt that the world might be about to undergo a tremendous change.

"Your Majesty," the guard's words interrupted his contemplation, "Lord Hill Fox has sent a letter."

"Oh?" Horford looked away, "Open it and read it to me."

"yes."

"Your Majesty" is indeed an intoxicating title. He has been the Hand of the King for nearly twenty years and has been called "Your Majesty" by countless people. He thought he had resisted, but when he was called that by others, he still responded. I can feel something expanding in my heart.

Then send your blessings to the King of Graycastle.

Horford knows that he is able to sit in this seat and make other people who are ready to take action retreat because of the support of the neighboring countries behind him. Those big families are not afraid of the sword in the hands of Knight Quin, but they are full of fear of the thunder that destroys the world. At this time of impending drastic changes, tying the fate of the family to the Graycastle chariot is the safest approach.

"The letter says that a mining force from Graycastle has entered the Dawn Border. They hope to get your assistance and support."

"Inform Count Rossi of this matter and ask him to lead the knights to greet him," Horford quickly ordered. "You also bring my oral instructions to inform the lords on the way to provide this team with everything they need. s help."

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

…

Wolf Heart Sea Area, Grand Duke Island.

Although this place is far away from the area affected by the evil moon, the passing cold and wet sea breeze still makes the town look desolate. There are few people walking on the muddy streets, and only the dock area barely maintains some vitality.

Therefore, an open-air wine shop set up next to the dock warehouse is particularly eye-catching. It mainly provides extremely cheap warm-up hot wine for sailors. Compared with the tavern that can protect against wind and rain, passers-by usually just want to drink and disperse. With a chill in their stomachs, few people would stop after drinking, but at this moment, nearly a hundred people gathered in front of its shop.

A woman wearing coarse cloth was also attracted by it.

"Farina?" someone whispered, "What are you looking at? We should go."

"The devil," she replied.

"What?" The latter's expression changed.

"I heard someone say something about the devil," the woman known as Farina repeated, "Just a moment, Joe."

The man hesitated for a moment, then finally lowered his head and responded in a very low voice, "Yes... Your Majesty."

"This is not an order," Farina waved her hand nonchalantly, then took a few steps closer to the crowd, hoping to hear more clearly.

"I have never seen such terrifying monsters. They have wings longer than humans, and their fangs are as thick as arms. The city wall is nothing to them!" The source of the voice seemed to come from a maritime merchant, who was The feeling of everyone gathered in the center made him particularly proud, and his voice became louder and louder, "But this is not the most terrifying thing. There is another kind of devil sitting on those devils, like humans, but much stronger than humans. , the spear he threw was like it had eyes, it was so fast and fierce that even the armor couldn’t stop it! I wasn’t afraid of your jokes, I almost wet my pants at that time.”

There was a gasp of air from the crowd.

"Really? Doesn't that mean he is invincible?"

"If you just stay in the sky, you can't touch it at all!"

A handful of people also expressed disdain.

"You're just bragging, devil, can you tell the difference between evil beasts and devils?"

"That's it, let's go to the Hermes Plateau. There are all kinds of monsters there. I'm afraid you'll pee so easily and don't freeze your little brother to death."

"Bah, you know nothing!" Haishang 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 evil beasts and devils? Want me Said, evil beasts are just a bunch of chaotic refugees, while devils are a well-trained army! Have you ever seen that group of beasts attack the city in batches and focus? "

"If what you said is true, can Graycastle still be able to stop it?"

"You don't understand this. It was indeed extremely dangerous at that time, but fire and lightning flashed on the city wall instantly, just like crackling hail!" He foamed at the mouth and said, "The devil exploded in the sky in the blink of an eye, and his flesh and blood It splashed everywhere, and one fell on the big hole in my chest in front of the hotel where I was staying temporarily. It was almost the same as a bowl. God knows how they did it!"

"It's impossible for a bed crossbow to be so powerful. According to you, wouldn't that prince's strength be the same as that of a god?"

"Ha, otherwise how do you think he killed the church?"

Upon hearing these words, Falina immediately clenched her fists.

"..." Qiao held her shoulders and shook his head at her silently.

"I know." She took a deep breath and let go of her hand, "What do you think about this?"

"The Red Moon has not yet appeared, so it should be impossible for the devil to appear in the wilderness, but his description of the devil is so similar to the records in the holy scriptures that it doesn't look like a random fabrication, so I... can't tell." Qiao After a pause, he looked a little worried, "But these are all with us."

"It's irrelevant," Falina continued. "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 remaining Judgment Army, planning to go to the Grand Duke Island in Wolf Heart to rebuild the church. It was once the stronghold of the Blood Fang Society, a witch organization. After it was annihilated by the church army, in order to prevent the enemy from coming back, the Holy City sent people to station there. It can be regarded as a land that has been cultivated for a long time, and it is very ideal as a new foothold.

But unexpectedly, the news of the fall of the Holy City spread faster than their footsteps. After learning of the fall of Hermes, the Bishop of Grand Duke Island no longer recognized the identity given by the church, turned around and got involved with the nobles, and transformed into a The Earl of Grand Duke Island even hanged the envoy who arrived first outside the city.

This incredible rebellion dealt a heavy blow to the Inquisition Army, and many people left the team after that. Now, they have arrived at Grand Duke Island for half a year, but they still can only hide their heads and tails like rats crossing the street. If she can no longer raise the religious flag and reunite people's hearts, I am afraid that the church will be completely destroyed in her hands.

There is no doubt that only by sacrificing the blood of the traitors can the precarious situation be restored.

The difficulty is that the opponent also has a team of divine punishment warriors.

This battle must be extremely brutal.

"Let's go," Farina pulled up her hood and took one last look at the liquor store.

The merchant was still gushing, "There are many interesting things there! For example, a black iron ship as big as a hill, and a giant building taller than the Tower of Babel. Once you go there, you will never forget it!"

"Tell me everything and I'll add some wine for you!"

"Are these all written by His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince?"

"Hey, of course, but you can't call him His Royal Highness anymore because when I left Neverwinter, he had already decided to officially ascend the throne! As for the day... let me think about it, well... it should be today!"

"Oh? Then he is the King of Graycastle now?"

"Haha, that's a good title," the merchant raised the filled wine glass, "Since it's such a coincidence, let me toast the King of Graycastle in the distance!"

"Here's to the King of Graycastle!" Everyone cheered and raised their wine glasses.

The King of Graycastle? Falina sneered twice, and you can continue to build your seemingly prosperous kingdom in the ravine. When the war of divine will is coming, this world will eventually turn into ruins. Sooner or later we will meet again in the real hell, the only difference is who comes first and who comes last. If I fail to defeat the traitor this time, I will take the first step; and if I win, then I will be here, quietly waiting for the news that you have fallen into hell.

His Majesty Roland Wimbledon.