Chapter 935

Early in the morning, the west gate, the capital of Timor, Golovin.

The Legion soldiers who prepared in advance blocked the city gate, emptied and controlled the surrounding streets; The heavily armed "black walls" set up long human walls on both sides of the gate to "send" Duke Byrne off for eboden.

The deserted streets, the emperors and nobles who are eager to send themselves out of the city, and the posture of "facing a great enemy" in front of us... All really make people feel sad.

Think of the imperial nobles who applauded desperately and looked enthusiastic, but were eager to disappear immediately when Conrad officially announced at the imperial parliament yesterday that he would serve as commander-in-chief of eboden and Brandon would go to Jufeng mountain

The dark haired wizard couldn't help sighing.

I thought that being "loyal" could at least slightly reverse the views of the imperial aristocrats on myself and Brandon... I really thought more.

Of course, this does not mean that there are no Brandon supporters in the imperial capital, but their reason for supporting Brandon is that they are too weak... Even if the 13th generation has begun, even if Conrad has become a new emperor and Brandon has become a new pro king of East Saxony, everything has not changed.

They longed for the rebellious Brandon to die in Jufeng mountain, and Emperor Connor could marry a woman from a traditional imperial aristocracy as his wife and have a reasonable and legal successor;

They longed to die in eboden. While mourning for themselves, they divided up Byrne again and set up a governor to turn the thirteen dominions into the territory of the Empire.

Azores? Demon invasion? Centaur war? Dwarf? It's all nonsense... Empire is Golovin, Golovin is empire; The boundary of the empire is the wall of Golovin. Who cares about the world outside the wall?

Looking at the Byrne Knights waiting outside the city gate, Loren's expression was a little complicated.

Corona refused the "invitation" of his peers - not surprisingly, as the consul of eboden, he certainly had to take the lead to prepare for the war in eboden's parliament.

After all, eboden is a free city, and the wizard tower is not a tight military organization such as the Knights' order, nor is it a speech hall of corona; If you want to unite the city and obey the order of an "outsider" without complaint, of course, you must convince all forces first.

Of course, Loren didn't expect the result.

Fortunately, Isaac had been persuaded by himself to drive the floating city back to the red blood castle first - this battle is no more unusual than in the past; How many enemies we have to face and how strong or weak our strength is absolutely unknown. We really can't spare more energy to protect him.

Considering the difficulty of Isaac, Loren can only use the floating city to "threaten" him; After all, he is the only one who can really control the "alchemy structure" (a new word invented by ISAAC) (at least Isaac himself thinks so).

So since the floating city wants to return to the red blood castle, Isaac certainly has to go back - as for what he will do after he returns to the red blood castle, he doesn't have to think about it by himself.

Charlotte... She will understand her ideas and arrange everything.

Well, that's it.

Lauren has confidence in her.

"Lucian," said the dark haired wizard abruptly, "did you say goodbye to your brother before you left?"

The grey pupil boy was stunned for a moment. His expression was a little awkward. He hesitated for a moment. He still closed his mouth and shook his head: "no... forget it. I've never been so close to him, and the relationship is not very good."

"It's awkward to go to him at this time. Er... I mean, I don't know what to say."

Listening to Lucian's tangled explanation, Loren chuckled.

This young flag commander who had been with him in the fortress of duanjie mountain could almost become the deputy commander of the fortress of duanjie mountain if he followed his original life path. Connor was not inferior to dreisis and even the Military Secretary Severin de sallion, and he was an important imperial commander.

But because of his appearance, this promising genius is willing to follow behind him; After countless difficulties and obstacles, he survived several times, and was marked as an apostle by a bad evil god

Just to stick to his oath... Compared with him, his "Turin" is simply unqualified.

No, even the surname "Turin" was "stolen" from the old knight Leonardo Turin.

From the beginning, he was a genuine "fake" knight.

The corners of the black haired wizard's mouth showed a bitter smile.

"Otherwise, let's talk to him after the battle of eboden." the gray pupil boy on one side is still struggling: "that guy... Must be surprised to see me still alive. I really want to see that serious guy's eyes are adjusted. Well, that's it."

"If... If you don't have this chance, ha ha." Lucian suddenly chuckled and looked up indifferently: "then I don't have to see you again - I'm really eager to see this guy again."

"Anyway, I haven't liked this guy, and he doesn't like me, an irresponsible guy; if I can't come back, it may be a good thing for both of us."

No, Lucian, your brother Yuli cares about you more than you think.

It's just that you two brothers are carved out of the same mold, and neither of you is willing to bow to the other first.

"Where's Lord Loren?"

"Me?"

"Lord Loren, why didn't you explain to Charlotte and ayin before coming here that you might become the commander of eboden and stand on the front line of Azor invasion?" Lucian glanced curiously, mixed with a little cunning:}

"You must have a better relationship with count Charlotte and ain than me and... That guy?"

The black haired wizard shrugged: "don't be kidding. How could I know this - the coronation ceremony was three days ago. I was appointed only yesterday. How could I have predicted it a week ago..."

"Yes!"

The grey pupil boy interrupted coldly.

"Huh?"

"If it were me, of course it would be impossible, but Lord Loren can definitely... No, it should be said that even what happened now must be in your plan, right?"

Obviously, it was a question, but the bright eyed Lucian said it with great certainty: "so you guessed the result of the matter long ago. The coronation ceremony and the floating city were all a cover. It was deliberately done to prevent Charlotte and ayin from coming with them."

"No... I'm not, I'm not... Not as powerful as you said."

Pulling the corners of his mouth, the black haired wizard smiled bitterly: "Lucian, you seem to have some misunderstanding about me."

"Maybe, but I know you are a very caring and cautious person." as if you didn't hear Lauren's excuse, Lucian continued:

"So I can imagine that the only reason for you to do this is that you are also not absolutely sure about the eboden war, so you are protecting your friends in this way... You don't want them to be hurt."

"From the Dragon King City to the cloud peak... No matter how many times others say it, Lord Loren, your character has never changed."

Looking at his serious and stubborn appearance, Loren really didn't know what to say.

"Lucian, you are also my friend."

"Yes, so I'm honored to stand behind you all the time." the more gray pupil said, the more serious his expression became: "this is not only because of the oath, but also because I'm your friend - I can't look at my friend's back and lose my protection."

"And you can't leave me behind; the little man of ellemans has only the advantages of running fast and being stubborn enough; even if you want to get rid of me, I'll find a way to keep up."

The dark haired wizard smiled helplessly.

Surrounded by the Legion soldiers on both sides, the party finally arrived at the gate; The two thousand Byrne knights who came with them had gathered and were ready to set out.

Eckert, the Earl of fury castle, came forward with his war horse and handed the reins to the black haired wizard. His stiff expression was slightly strange.

"The two thousand Byrne knights are all assembled and ready to go, Duke." Eckert said in a deep voice. "There are also some guard knights in the floating city who are ready to join. I agree."

The black haired wizard nodded and stared at Eckert, who stood motionless in front of him and wanted to talk and stop: "... What's up?"

Eckert nodded slightly and his expression became more and more strange.

"About going to eboden, in addition to the guard Knights... Others want to come."

"There are others?" Lauren frowned slightly. "Are those alchemists? No wonder it's a big deal for a wizard to see the nine pointed star wizard tower with my own eyes; if not, I'll convince myself... HMM, isn't it?"

Count Eckert nodded vigorously.

"That... That's the dwarf craftsman of the floating city? I remember they are not interested in magic. Does the floating city give them stimulation and want to see the nine pointed star wizard tower?"

Count Eckert shook his head solemnly.

Neither?

Looking at Eckert's embarrassed expression, the black haired wizard suddenly thought of a possibility: "shouldn't you say..."

"It's me!"

Just then, an angry figure directly drilled out of the Byrne knight in front of him (he couldn't push it away), and made a lunge directly in front of Lauren, with round eyes:

"Traitor --!"

Huh?!

The dark haired wizard was stunned.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that my brother Loren would cheat me! And he still used this stupid reason to try to deceive me back!" Isaac trembled with anger, as if he had heard something he couldn't believe:

"What else do you say, 'I can't do it except me', 'only you can', 'it's impossible' -- am I such a conceited and arrogant guy?!"

isn't it?

Of course, this sentence Lauren said in his heart.

"Well... You know, I didn't mean it, but it happened for a reason. This time we went to eboden not for the wizard tower, but to resist the invasion of Azores - I don't think there is any place like this on the battlefield..."

"There's no place for me to show off? Oh... Brother Loren, you still misunderstand the ability range of the senior."

Isaac, with his left hand behind his back and his right index finger up, made a "tut tut" sound, a posture of "I knew you would say that":

"Yes, in the past, I really didn't have much interest in these, but now it's not what it used to be; maybe I'm not sure about other cities, but eboden... This place is naturally a fortress tailored for me. You can't think of what I can do!"

"The most important thing is, don't forget, I'm a wizard."

"A real wizard; not a magician, not a craftsman, or someone who thinks about how to make a fortune with this."

"Brother Loren... How can you let a wizard watch the origin of the wizard fall and sit idly in the rear?" Isaac stared at Loren:

"In Lina's words, such a thing is unheard of. It's unreasonable!"

The black haired wizard's expression was a little tangled.

"In fact, I am also in favor of letting his Excellency Isaac Grantham go with you." coughing twice, count Eckert said, "you told us that the Azores are enemies fighting with the 'Samurai way', and the only thing we can counteract is the Wizards."

"In that case, how can you give up the leading wizard genius of the Empire and give you advice next to you?"

"The empire is second to none... No, it should be the world's second to none genius, that's right! There is no one before and after, the first genius Wizard of the Empire!" Isaac nodded wildly.

"The most important thing is that the floating city has returned. Even if you want me to go now, I can't go - either leave me in the imperial capital or take me to eboden. There's no third way!"

Isaac, with his waist tucked in, looked as if he could help me. He had a bit of Brandon's look.

These two guys... How did they get together?

But there is some truth in what Eckert said. Isaac must be able to help himself a lot; But the problem is on the battlefield and defending the city. It's too much to protect him

"Come on, come on, don't think so much! The army of Azores is coming, and eboden is in danger. When these thirteen generations are coming, Isaac Grantham will become the Savior of the Empire!" the suddenly poetic Isaac was so excited that he danced and sang in a loud voice:

"The audience has arrived and the curtain has opened... What did you say last time, Loren, oh, right!"

"Cry for the catastrophe and release the dog of war!"