Chapter 2024：

"A great monarch?"

Vlad III was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand, took Danick’s hand, and said with a smile: "You are also a very powerful leader. I am very happy to meet you. I am Vlad III. You can also be called Yu. For Dracula."

Vlad III had a natural smile on his face, with no regard for Dracula's name.

Danick knows that Vlad III may have forgotten everything about the Holy Grail War, but the Holy Grail War is imprinted on his soul.

"I wish you prosperous martial arts."

Vlad III was stunned, then smiled and said, "I also wish Ru family prosperity."

Dannick smiled, turned and left.

He knew that this was probably the last time he saw Vlad III and his king in his life.

Life is like this, no one loves you or hates you anymore. Memories are nothingness, like a road with no return, all good things cannot be restored. But it will always be there, waiting for someone to turn it on again.

Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again.

That's it.

"Who is he, Vlad III?"

"Oh? Spartacus? That person... Although I don't know him, I think he should be Yu, a friend of Dracula."

Vlad III said with a smile.

Chapter 48 The Emperor of Heaven VS the Lord of Relief, the Arrow of Akasha!

Imperial capital.

"Unbelievable...Even Galahad failed!" Aggiwen digested the news from the front line with a touch of shock.

"Besides that, Bedwell has decided to leave and can no longer be regarded as a companion at all."

"Huh. Since he left the imperial capital, that guy has completely betrayed His Majesty the Emperor. It is really blind to His Majesty's trust in him!" Age Guiwen said angrily.

"Then what shall we do next?"

"Having the mysterious power to kill the holy apostle, and repelling Galahad... Chaldea, united with the parliament, is indeed our country's archenemy. You have the right to encircle Tirnano, and let me report to His Majesty the Emperor. ."

"Okay. It's just..." Saint Pendragon hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Faced with this situation, is His Majesty the Emperor also not prepared to personally supervise the battle? With His Majesty's power, only a thought is needed. Did you destroy Tirnano?"

"Presumptuous!"

Age Guiwen asked in a cold voice: "If His Majesty the Emperor must personally solve everything, what use is it for us holy apostles?"

"That's also... However, these rebels in pan-human history must be put down as soon as possible. The foreign enemies on the mainland probably also saw the loopholes that appeared in [The Arm of the Heavenly Emperor] after the fall of Aktor?"

"There will be other holy apostles in charge."

"I understand," the Holy Apostle Pendragon nodded, and then asked: "By the way, the princess of Camland, can you put it back to Camland? King Leodkuan has already posted several times before. Here comes the request to return Princess Camland."

"It's just that the little girl who happened to have not received the eternal gift from His Majesty the Emperor, there is nothing to be concerned about. Didn't you let her go before?"

"Just when she was about to let her go, Qing Galahad came over. The Imperial Capital did not mention this, so we should not make our own decisions." Said the Holy Apostle Pendragon.

"Then let her go back to Camland."

"Good."

"That's it, I need to report this matter to His Majesty the Emperor."

The Holy Apostle Pendragon nodded and closed the contact.

After turning off the contact light screen, Age Guiwen turned and walked towards the imperial palace and reported everything that had happened in Tirnano to the empty throne.

Although there was no one on the emperor seat, Age Zhiwen knew that the emperor was there.

"...Please rest assured, your Majesty, with my Ager regulations, absolutely no one can threaten the safety of the empire! I believe that Ching Galahad and others will dedicate the victory to your majesty." Ager regulations are buried. Turn your head and report to the emperor seat.

"It's a big loss if you look down on the heroic spirits so much, Age Guiwenqing."

Suddenly a coquettish, coquettish voice resounded in the deserted imperial palace. Age Guiwen turned her head and saw that a coquettish woman woke up slowly with a face like a Virgin Mary. A loving but evil smile.

Age Zhiwen frowned: "You are... the Beast who dedicated the Holy Grail to your Majesty, the killing house prays for the wasteland?"

"Well, it's me." The Demon Bodhisattva smiled, and then looked at the empty pedestal, the golden crown, with an elegant ceremony, "I'm back, Your Majesty."

Age Guiwen glanced at the silent emperor seat, then looked at the Demon Bodhisattva, frowned and asked: "As a member of the [Council], you have been let go by His Majesty the Emperor. Then, you go back. What is the purpose here?"

"Don't be so nervous, Age Guiwenqing. Thanks to the help of His Majesty the Emperor, I have been freed from the animal nature. This time I came back to deliver the task that His Majesty gave me."

"Your Majesty... the task entrusted to you?"

Age Zhiwen frowned, then glanced at the empty throne, he didn't even know about this.

The Demon Bodhisattva smiled, and then took out a brilliant crystal from his arms.

If Elquite, Gaia, or Shiro were here, he would definitely recognize it. This is not a side thing, but the core of Mooncell's soul.

However, the Mooncell spiritual core of pan-human history has been completely destroyed in the battle with Uranus and Wiper.

So, where did the core of this soul come from?

"I have recorded all the possibilities of [Container] in the core of the soul you handed over to me, Your Majesty. The possibility of [Container] that you are concerned about, and the malleability of [Vortex]. The observation results , They are all here."

The Demon Bodhisattva held up the Mooncell Lingzi core in his hand.

It seemed that there was an indescribable high-latitude gaze, straddling the boundary of dimensionality, and casting its gaze on the core of this soul.

In an instant, Lingzi's core light rose sharply, and countless images appeared in it.

Age Guiwen frowned and scanned the images that emerged from the core of Lingzi. Among them, there was a scene of a planet-sized Demon Bodhisattva being shot down by a shining spear of light; a giant fire giant was being shot by a spear of light. The scene of the holy spear sweeping down; there is also the Supreme King who will rise from the moon that will fall from the sky...

The meaning of these pictures is unclear, but Age Guiwen discovered that the protagonist of these pictures...except for a girl who turns into a black whirlpool, the protagonist is a man.

That man is...

"...Fujimaru Shiro?" Age Guiwen was a little surprised.

He recognized that the man was the biggest foreign enemy in charge of pan-human history and launched a counterattack against the empire at this time-Fujimaru Shiro!

"Oh? So soon, does Age Guiwenqing know Mr. Shilang? It seems that Mr. Shilang is also glowing and hot during the time I was sleeping because of the removal of the animal nature. It is really handsome." Demon Bodhisattva Said with a smile.

Age Zhiwen frowned, the matter was beyond his calculations.

It seems that His Majesty Heavenly Emperor has made other preparations for the invasion of pan-human history in addition to mobilizing in the empire.