Lord: Taken away from inheritance at the beginning

Kingdom of Tricia, Principality of Molten Fire.

Since the sudden emergence of the Holy Storm organization occupied this principality and swallowed up some nearby noble territories, this organization renamed this area "Fire Holy Palace".

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

As the supreme ruler and arbiter of the Holy Court, the Flame Archangel Flamewing and the Storm Archangel Thranduil live in the Molten Castle.

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

In the temple of Molten Castle, the tall Flame Wing frowned and said to the woman beside him with a gloomy face: "Mephisto is dead!"

Yanyi's body is already very tall, and with the set of golden battle armor, it gives people a full sense of oppression.

In front of him, Thranduil seemed a bit lovable, but no one in the Holy Court dared to question this woman. Her ruthlessness was as ruthless as her beauty.

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

Thranduil sat on the chair beside him angrily, "Now that he is dead, this is the price he should pay!"

Yanyi turned around and sat down in his seat, the spacious Iron Throne occupied by his body.

"Although Mephisto has an eccentric character, as one of the three divine envoys, his death makes me sad! Thranduil, you shouldn't be so hostile to your deceased companions."

As the acting leader of this operation, Yanyi is also the top decision-maker of the Holy Storm Organization, so he still has some prestige.

"Okay Yanyi, you are right, I should no longer be prejudiced and hostile towards him."

Thranduil sighed and began to understand this matter seriously.

"We all know Mephisto's abilities. With the blessing of the Shaman Soul Bead, it is very difficult to kill him. This is also the reason for him to go north alone."

She asked in confusion: "So, how did he die?"

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

"Who?" Thranduil was curious.

"Princess Sophia of the City of Dawn, she 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 is a magician. The things he invented over the years have caused us a lot of trouble. Among them is the instrument for locating the Shaman Soul Bead. I'm afraid Mephisto didn't expect them to come."

"So, who is the second person?"

"It's an indigenous man named 'Luoning Wushan'."

Yanyi looked at the letter in his hand and introduced: "This man is less than twenty years old, but he is already a Knight of the Sun, and there are many strong people around him. Even Sophia and his party have joined his camp. Mephisto is Die at the hands of this man."

Thranduil was also slightly surprised. The Sun Knight, who was less than twenty years old, had never seen such talent even in the Crescent Continent.

"Now that Sophia recognizes him, it is estimated that it will be difficult for us to cooperate with him. If nothing else happens, this Luo Ning will definitely become our strong enemy in the future!"

"Um!"

Yanyi flicked his fingers, and the letter in his hand was burned by the flames.

"Fortunately, Sophia did not get the support of the Kingdom of Alduin, otherwise, a war between the two kingdoms would have started immediately. But as time goes by, she and Luo Ning will always be able to create trouble for us if they join forces. So, we have to go north as soon as possible!”

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

Yanyi chuckled, "Don't worry, the turnaround will come soon!"

"oh?"

Thranduil rolled his eyes, probably guessing something.

It is estimated that the Tricia royal family will cooperate with them to jointly resist the powerful enemies that may move south.

…

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

It's just that this year's anniversary is different from usual. This day is his wedding day.

In the early morning of the 28th, before dawn, Wushan Fort was already brightly lit.

Bella, the personal maid, also made a rare trip 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 up for Luo Ning.

Luo Ning looked at himself in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

At this moment, he was wearing a gorgeous robe that was carefully tailored by Wu Shanbao. According to Bella, this robe was made of high-end velvet and the most exquisite silk from Wu Bei Ling, and was extremely valuable.

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

The overall look is jewel-like and gorgeous, but also elegant and graceful.

"I still dress casually as usual." 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 of the royal family. We can't lose face."

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

Luo Ning couldn't help but laugh, turned his head left and right, and smacked his lips: "It seems to be quite handsome indeed."

After a lot of busy work, the morning sun broke and the sky gradually became brighter.

On the square in front of Wushan Fort, the giant dragon Carlos has long been crouching there, swallowing the elements of heaven and earth, forming a special scene of alternating wind and fire.

This scene made people feel both terrified and awed.

The nobles who came to Wushan Castle stood in the distance, sighing.

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

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Lulans, Wiggins and others surrounded Roning and came to the front of the square.

Dressed in a gorgeous dress, Lulans was in high spirits, smiling and relieved, "Go, go quickly and come back soon!"

In the past two months, the royal family and Wushan Castle have discussed many times, and under Roning'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 highlight the authority and glory of the royal family, according to custom, the wedding will be held in the royal auditorium.

Roning did not object to this, but only made changes to the dinner 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 the lunch, he would return with Blanche and hold a celebratory dinner at Wushan Castle.

Roning nodded, strode directly to Carlos's back.

"Let's go!"

Carlos spread his huge wings, and suddenly covered the sky and the sun. The huge pressure was released from him, making the legs of the people watching from afar tremble.

Huh~

The strong wind swept across the city, and a man and a dragon went away at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, only a small black dot was left.

Lu Lans looked at the sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The news that Roning had a dragon had spread, but most of the nobles had never seen the real body of the dragon, and they didn't know what kind of sensation Roning would bring when he arrived at Golden Feather City in such a posture today.

Lu Lans suggested that Roning should not use a dragon, but a griffin instead, after all, there were many griffins in the family.

But Roning did not agree. For him, how could such a major event in life not be made lively and grand? (End of this chapter)