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In this regard, the pardoner just shrugged.

"However, it was rumored that she was supported by thousands of gargoyles, and directly hung up the nobles who invaded her territory and whipped them."

Those words almost made Tracy laugh angrily.

The meeting of ten kings, in many cases, depends on voting to decide the next direction.

If he could find a gargoyle who was loyal to him, then his voice in the ten royal courts would be greatly strengthened.

but--

He has been looking for it for so many years.

Not a single gargoyle was found.

As a result, someone messed with him, and the red dragon who was almost begging for food suddenly got the allegiance of thousands of gargoyles?

Can this Nima be a little more nonsense?

It would be better to say that they received thousands of future mechs.

"Is there no reliable news?"

He was condescending and questioned his subordinates.

"Please, you have to know that there are thousands of gargoyles on the opposite side. If a thousand gargoyles are standing there, who would dare to ask for information?"

In this regard, the absolution master simply put it badly.

Gargoyle.

A war weapon as famous as Wendigo.

It's just that Wendigo is better at attacking, and they are more defensive.

but--

No matter how defensive it is, it's a fucking weapon of war.

A thousand gargoyles surrounded him, even if Nima pulled Nightmare Khan over, he would still be beaten into Nightmare Sauce.

"But, anyway, you're in trouble."

The pardoner looked at his boss and spoke slowly.

That speaks.

It made Lord Regent look gloomy.

Yes.

He's in big trouble.

His current power comes from two parts.

Some are Sarkaz natives.

The other part is Victoria.

Victoria's throne has been vacant for a long time.

In this world, it is not that there are no lions or dragons who want to rely on their blood to get close to that position.

However, the end is death.

The prerequisite for getting in touch with the throne has never been blood.

But -

power.

A group of damned mud-legged people actually want to become kings by relying on that thin royal blood.

Simply ridiculous.

However, Tallulah is different.

No.

Perhaps, she should not be called Tallulah now.

She should be called Grand Duke Kosche.

a duke.

The basic requirements for enthronement have been met.

Plus her own lineage...

The regent's face instantly became gloomy.

In other words, she is now fully capable of taking back the crown of her own race.

"...kill her."

ruthless.

It flashed in the man's eyes.

Tallulah.

His status has been threatened.

"Unfortunately, we cannot afford the price of killing Tallulah."

In this regard.

So said the pardoner.

"why?"

Tracy froze.

"Just yesterday, the emperor of Ursus died of a serious illness, which means... the Ursus royal family is extinct."

The man uttered what could be called explosive news.

"The death report is not released. The people in the court only notified the most noble people of Ursas, that is, the princes, to secretly elect a new royal family."

"By voting, Tallulah received the surname 'Ivanovic'."

"That's—"

"She is the new Emperor of Ursus."

The voice of the forgiver is no longer calm.

Even brought a little fear.

A wandering red dragon.

Suddenly obtained a powerful army and easily regained the inheritance of his adoptive father.

Followed by.

The Emperor of Ursus dies.

As a member of the Grand Duke, she participated in the election and became the master of the war machine Ursus.

all of these.

It's so smooth.

In just a few days, Ursus, the war machine, had become her possession.

but--

Tallulah is not a talented player at all.

She's just a naive guy with a sense of justice! !

If it wasn't for the unknown person standing behind him, that fool would have died countless times.

but...

Now, she has become the emperor of Ursas.

Itself a royal nobleman.

It also has the entire Ursas as its foundation.

Even the dukes of Victoria bowed to her.

Perhaps, it won't be long before Queen Victoria will be added to that woman's title.

...

This simply shouldn't be something she can do.

Everything is so unreasonable...

"We have to give up on Victoria."

The regent took a deep breath and gave an order to his subordinates.

"Give up...Victoria?"

The pardoner, who used to be a bit joking in the past, couldn't laugh anymore.

"Otherwise, are you waiting to be surrounded by the Seventh Duke and the Ursus army?"

The regent sneered.

Yes.

The situation in Victoria is already clear.

The local nobles were dissatisfied with the foreign Aslan royal family and sent them to the guillotine.

Many grand dukes fought endlessly because of the vacant throne.

Give yourself a chance to enter.

but--

Now, the throne is about to welcome its own master.

Then, when the time comes...this foreigner who claims to be a mediator but rules the capital...