Chapter 926

For each generation of sakran emperors, in addition to the "supreme emperor", there are twelve other titles.

In other words, it should be turned over - only when he has these twelve titles can he be called "the supreme emperor of the saxophone Empire".

For the royal family and nobles, he must be "the successor of ancient saxophone and the blood of the Dragon King family";

For the church, it is called "the defender of the Holy Cross and the protector of wisdom and truth".

He is the leader of the eborns, the commander of the Arles, the Lord of the elmans and the loters, the co Lord of the Bynes and the boys... And the king of the Saxons.

He was also the commander of the imperial Legion and the head of the Royal sword knights.

The last "Royal sword knights" is actually a very interesting "organization".

Because this order, which was born only during Eckhardt I, has only eight members in total - the five Archduke of the Empire, the prince of East sakran, the leader of the wizard tower, and the Emperor himself.

The familiar dark blue hair and pale complexion, the slender and thin man is still as serious as ever; The only change may be that the other party has an eye mask on his face.

His left eye was dug out by the elf assassin who attacked ellemans... At the expense of the other party's hand.

"The guy who instigates others, he is the last one to arrive, and still in such a big way..." Duke vilz looked serious, with only one silver eye stabbing Loren:

"It seems that your majesty Eckhart's death has made you a lot arrogant."

"On the contrary... I'm the most surprised that the Dukes will respond so positively to the call." shrugged his shoulders, Lauren smiled and changed the topic: "wait, don't you say they're all here, people?"

As he spoke, Loren pointed to the eight empty chairs surrounding a round table.

"It's already here, but it's not here."

The serious Yuli weiltz didn't seem to want to entangle in this kind of thing, but just snorted coldly: "Reuven Fred and Duke Nolan ERD of Arles are bad friends for many years. They are both dueling maniacs. They haven't left the fighting field since they came to the sky palace."

"You should know salika Jonah of Boye, who has been encouraging ruwen to duel with Nolan since he came here... Maybe he's with them now?"

"As for the consul of corona of eboden, because he was unable to refuse their invitation, he was invited together; accompanied by master Albert, the Royal wizard consultant of the former cabinet, was visiting the garden of the heavenly palace."

With that, Yuli vilz held his shoulder and continued to hold the position he had just held.

The black haired wizard nodded and gave a soft "Oh".

So... They all went out together and left you here alone, didn't they?

Looking at the "serious and serious" version of the grey pupil boy, Lauren, who didn't dare to say it, kept an awkward smile and tried hard to think about how to make the atmosphere not so stiff.

"Loren Turin, what's your expression?" Yuli vilz suddenly glanced coldly.

Huh? Loren was stunned.

"Do you think I'm isolated by them and embarrassed to say it?"

"No, no, no, how could I think so... I, uh, I didn't."

"That's what you think, isn't it?"

"You worry too much, i... I just... Just feel..."

"What do you think?!"

"I just think... They're wrong..."

"You still think so!"

"I'm not!"

"You are!"

Yuli vilz snorted angrily, turned his head to one side and sighed heavily: "there's no way to take you unruly people; let me tell you, I did it because they were wrong, and I can't go with them!"

"I understand, that's what I mean..."

"Because according to the tradition of the Royal sword order, the invited members must wait at their seats until the invitee announces the beginning of the meeting." Loren was not given a chance to speak. Yuli Weitz explained: "so they did that, which is a serious violation of the tradition of the order, okay?"

I see. Didn't I say that from the beginning?

Looking at the burning silver pupil, for fear that he would nod again, Lauren continued to smile.

"It is because you are always so serious that I have only one friend, little Yuli!"

High spirited footsteps, clear and heroic words... Before the door behind him was smashed open by a punch, the black haired wizard already knew who was coming.

"When I see your friends, I think even you look a little more." with a slight snort, Yuli weiltz still turned his head to the source of the noise: "Lord ruven Fred of lottel!"

Lu Wen, who walked into the gate on his hips, tugged at the corners of his mouth and tutted. It was obvious that he was quite dissatisfied with what he called himself: "don't hold yourself tight, little Yuli, you can't make friends like this - look, even your brother ran to Loren. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

"That irresponsible guy, I wish he wouldn't come back."

Despite this, Yuli weiltz's expression fluctuated. Instinctively, he turned his eyes to ruwen's face, bruised and swollen: "lost or won?"

"I didn't win, he didn't lose!" Lu Wen, who looked up, laughed.

You didn't win, he didn't lose... So you lost, he won?

The corners of his mouth moved, and Loren's eyes naturally tended to follow the figure behind Lu Wen; The other party also immediately noticed him, raised the corners of his mouth and came to the black haired wizard.

"Finally, Lord of Byrne, Duke Loren Turin."

The slightly arrogant voice is like a sharp mountain axe. Every word is bloody and murderous.

Black cardigan, scabbard machete hanging on the waist, tattoo under the chest... Nolan ERD is more like a fierce mercenary warlord than a duke. Standing there can make people feel his ferocity.

"Do you know each other?" ruwen put his arm around Yuli weiltz's neck and stared in surprise. "I thought you two met for the first time."

"Of course it's the first time for them to meet, but there have been private exchanges between the Principality of Arles and Bain for several years." Duke vilz, who was almost strangled, hugged his shoulder and reminded him reluctantly.

"Yes, I have to thank the distinguished Duke Byrne for helping me get rid of the difficult deacon of the Holy Cross... It's a great help."

With a ferocious smile, Nolan Erde approached step by step: "I have to say that you may be the only Turin I like - your ancestors and relatives are all hypocritical! We Arles hate hypocrites most, so we don't deal with the royal family."

"Of course, there is another exception... Charlotte Turin, she is different. She is serious like a ferocious lioness; it happens that our Arles' favorite prey is..."

"Hey... What are you doing so close to Loren, you stinking guy?"

With an unflattering emphasis and a more unflattering expression, Sally Jonah, who directly knocked ruwen away, walked into the hall with a machete and looked at Nolan ERD: "look at you fighting with lottel's boy. I thought you were a man. I didn't expect you to like it!"

"..." Loren Turin.

The stiff faced Nolan ERD slowly retracted his outstretched right hand, gave a very friendly smile to the black haired wizard, and then hid aside.

"Besides, even if you want to!"

The domineering Archduke of machete, imitating ruwen and Yuli weiltz, hooked the black haired wizard's neck and cocked her chin provocatively:

"Lauren has been my man for a long time. You're late. Come and rob me if you want! Ha ha ha ha ha...!"

In her unbridled laughter, the expression of the black haired wizard became more rigid.

Especially when they were watched by Nolan ERD and Yuli vilz with their meaningful eyes

Lu Wen was the only one who could not figure out the situation: "Hey, what are they talking about?"

"Just as you can see." Yuli vilz sighed: "Archduke salina Jonah, admires Loren Turin..."

"I admire him... Er, just like him?" Lu Wen snapped: "no, Loren has long liked someone, the fairy girl in the ancient wood forest... Huh?!"

"..." Loren Turin.

"Elf girl... What's going on?!"

In an instant, Sarika hooked Loren's arm around her neck and made a sudden force: "say it! Make it clear now! If you don't make it clear, I'll tell Charlotte her..."

"Cough...!!"

A heavy cough interrupted the suddenly changing atmosphere in the hall and attracted everyone's attention; He also saved the Duke of vilz, who was almost strangled, and a Duke of Byrne who was almost strangled.

"Come on, Grandpa corona, you are the toughest of all of us!" salina Jonah waved her hand unhappily and raised her small nose:

"You won't die this year, next year, and the next year... So please don't pretend that you're dying!"

"Of course, if you have to loosen our Duke Byrne." corona, who was not in a hurry and annoyed, looked at Archduke machete with a smile.

"Really, what if I don't let go?" a staring, unconvinced Sarika forced her elbow and pressed Loren's head to her chest.

"If you don't let go, I can't help it; just in front of someone who will appear next, it may make you look very impolite."

"Very impolite? Which guy is so arrogant and still..."

Bang!

A heavy step of iron boots sounded in the hall with the sound of the door being knocked open.

There was a sudden silence.

Walking in, the figure stepped with heavy steps. Obviously, he was only wearing thin ordinary clothes, but still with unspeakable solemnity and dignity. People couldn't help but calm down and stare at him silently.

"It's all here, isn't it?"

Connord de sallion stopped and put his right hand on the back of the chair. His flaming eyes swept the faces of everyone in the hall and nodded slightly:

"Very good."

"Let's start."