Lord: Taken away from inheritance at the beginning.

Kingdom of Tricia, Principality of Molten Fire.

Ever since the rising Holy Storm organization occupied the duchy and swallowed up some nearby noble territories, the organization renamed the area "Holy Court of Flame".

The holy capital of the Flame Holy Court is Molten City.

As the supreme rulers and judges of the Holy Court, the Flame Lord Yanwing and the Storm Lord Thranduil live in the Molten Citadel.

Their identities are the same as Mephisto's, they are all spokesmen sent by the devil to the continent of Orlant.

In the Molten Fortress's temple, the tall and burly Flamewing frowned and said gloomily to the woman beside him: "Mephisto is dead!"

Yan Yi's body is already very tall, and with the backdrop of a set of golden armor, he gives people a very oppressive feeling.

Thranduil in front of him seemed a little bit like a little bird, but no one in the Holy Court dared to question this woman. Her ruthlessness was as unparalleled as her beauty.

"Humph, I told him a long time ago not to go north with us, but he didn't listen!"

Thranduil sat down on a chair beside him angrily. "He died now. This is the price he deserved!"

Yan Yi turned around and sat in his seat, the spacious steel throne filled with his body.

"Although Mephisto has a strange personality, as one of the three gods, his death makes me sad! Thranduil, you shouldn't still have such hostility towards your deceased companion."

As the acting leader of this operation and the highest decision-maker of the Holy Storm Organization, Yan Yi still has some prestige.

"Okay Yan Yi, you are right. I shouldn't be prejudiced and hostile towards him anymore."

Thranduil sighed and began to understand the matter seriously.

"We all know Mephisto's abilities. With the blessing of the Witch Soul Pearl, it is very difficult to kill him. This is also the reason why he went north alone."

She asked confusedly, "So, how did he die?"

Yan Yi waved the letter in his hand, "This is the information sent over there. There are two people we need to pay attention to, and one of them is an old friend we are familiar with."

"Who?" Thranduil asked curiously.

"Princess Sophia of Dawn, she has arrived in the Kingdom of Alduin."

Thranduil was stunned for a moment, and then he roughly knew why Mephisto died.

"The leader of the City of Dawn was born a magician. The things he invented over the years have caused us a lot of trouble. Among them is the instrument that locates the witch soul beads. Mephisto probably didn't expect them to come."

"So, who is the second person?"

"He is a native named 'Ronin Wushan'."

Yan Yi looked at the letter in his hand and introduced: "This man is less than 20 years old, but he is already a Prideful Knight. He is surrounded by many strong men. Even Sophia and her group have joined his camp. Mephisto died at the hands of this man."

Thranduil was also slightly surprised. A Sun Knight who was less than 20 years old had such talent that was rarely seen even in the Crescent Continent.

"Since Sofia has recognized him, it will probably be difficult for us to cooperate with him. If nothing unexpected happens, this Ronin will definitely become our powerful enemy in the future!"

"Ok!"

Yan Yi snapped his fingers and the letter in his hand was burned by flames.

"Fortunately, Sophia did not get the support of the Kingdom of Alduin, otherwise, the war between the two kingdoms would have started immediately. But as long as time goes on, she and Ronin will join forces and there is always the possibility of causing trouble for us. Therefore, we must go north as soon as possible!"

Thranduil frowned slightly. "The one heading north should be the Tricia Kingdom. If we take the initiative to go north, we will be caught between the two parties."

Yan Yi laughed, "Don't worry, a turning point will come soon!"

"Oh?"

Thranduil's eyes rolled and he guessed something in his mind.

It is estimated that the royal family of Theresia will reach a cooperation with them to jointly resist the powerful enemies that may come from the south.

……

Luo Ning felt that time passed quickly when he was busy, and before he knew it, it was the end of December and the annual New Year's Day festival was here again.

But this year's celebration is different from usual ones, this day is his wedding day.

On the morning of the 28th, before daybreak, Wushan Fort was already brightly lit.

Bella, the personal maid, also made a rare trip far away this time. She followed Diane from Wubei Territory to the Marquis' Castle. At this moment, she and the maids in the castle were carefully dressing and decorating Roning.

Luo Ning looked at himself in the mirror and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

At this moment, he was wearing a gorgeous robe carefully tailored by Wushan Castle. Bella introduced that this robe was made of high-grade velvet and the most exquisite silk in Wubei Territory, and was extremely valuable.

In addition to his robe, he also wore a jeweled belt, precious pearl bracelets, an exquisite necklace, and a wide-brimmed top hat.

The overall look is both glittering and gorgeous, yet also elegant and graceful.

"It's better to wear casual clothes on weekdays." Luo Ning couldn't help but sigh.

Diana, who was supervising from the side, smiled and said, "This is your wedding after all, and it is also the most important day for the royal family. We can't lose face."

Brayton gave a thumbs up: "Brother is so handsome!"

Luo Ning couldn't help laughing, he looked left and right, and couldn't help smacking his lips: "It seems to be quite handsome indeed."

After a busy period, the sun rose and the sky gradually brightened.

On the square in front of Wushanbao, the giant dragon Carlos had been lying there for a long time, swallowing and exhaling the elements of heaven and earth, forming a special scene of alternating wind and fire.

This scene makes people feel both terrified and awe-inspiring.

The nobles who came to Wushanbao stood in the distance, sighing constantly.

Especially those who had seen giant dragons, they did not expect Carlos to be so big.

Around eight o'clock in the morning, Rulans, Wiggins and others surrounded Roning and came to the front of the square.

Lu Lansi, dressed in his best clothes, was in high spirits, smiling with relief on his face, "Go, go quickly and come back soon!"

Over the past two months, the royal family and Wushan Fort had many discussions, and under Luo Ning's suggestion, they finally determined the process of picking up the bride.

As a representative of the royal family, Blanche's wedding often has extremely high political and symbolic significance. At the same time, in order to demonstrate the authority and glory of the royal family, according to custom, the wedding will be held in the royal hall.

Luo Ning did not raise any objection to this, but only made some changes to the dinner held in the Golden Feather Palace.

Therefore, he would arrive at the Golden Feather Palace in the morning and hold the wedding in the royal hall at noon. After lunch, he would return with Blanche and hold a celebratory dinner in Wushan Castle.

Roning nodded, took a big step and landed directly on Carlos's back.

"go!"

Carlos spread his huge wings, instantly covering the sky and the sun. A huge pressure was released from him, making the legs of the people watching from afar tremble uncontrollably.

Call ~

A strong wind swept through the city, and the man and the dragon flew away at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, only a small black dot was left.

Lu Lansi looked at the sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The news that Roning owns a giant dragon has spread, but most of the nobles have never seen a giant dragon in its true form, and they don’t know what kind of sensation Roning’s arrival in Jinyu City in this manner today will cause.

Lulans suggested that Roning use griffins instead of dragons, after all, there were many griffins in the family.

But Luo Ning did not agree. To him, how could such an important event in life not be celebrated in a lively and grand manner?