Reborn Ancient Western Europe

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the three people in the room fell silent, and no one spoke.After a while, Chris asked in a low voice, "I thought it was Prince Grace who destroyed the Sea Eagle?"

Angus shook his head and said, "It is indeed him, but I gave the things to Grace myself."

"It's hard to imagine, right? It's just such an inconspicuous gadget, but it possesses such amazing power." Angus said, moving his shoulders.

"Is it also an order from the temple?"

Ton asked, knocking Joe's cigarette butt on the table.

Angus was silent for a while, and said: "It is an order jointly issued by the temple and the Kingdom of Vanus. Therefore, it will be my turn to execute it."

"Oh my God." Chris moaned involuntarily, covering her eyes almost in despair.

"This is the worst case scenario." She said weakly, then leaned against Ton's body weakly.

Indeed, the worst-case scenario couldn't be worse than this.

The conflict between the temple and the empire has been going on for a long time, and Van Nus has long been separated from the empire.But both sides are trying to suppress this dispute within a controllable range and try to resolve everything through peaceful diplomatic channels.

But now, things are clearly full of gunpowder.The temple is almost open, and some kind of agreement has been reached with the Kingdom of Vanus.This is challenging the majesty of the empire, and at the same time, it is almost halfway to the prelude to the war.

"Maybe it's not that bad." Ton patted Chris on the back, and comforted her clumsily: "The empire doesn't know about this yet, and Prince Grace won't say anything about it. The matter hasn't reached that point yet."

Chris is from Vanners, and her father and brother are both soldiers.For her, war is definitely the most terrifying and unforgivable thing in this world.

Chris shook her head and said in a low voice, "You know, it's just a matter of time."

She was silent for a while, then raised her spirits and asked, "Angus, why is this matter involving the Prince of God?"

"The temple has reached some kind of agreement with Prince Grace. That is a matter of the upper level of the temple. Only the elders and priests know about it. I don't know."

Angus said with a depressed expression.

"I don't understand, what happened?" Chris sobbed softly, and said, "Where did the temple and Vanners get the confidence that they can challenge the empire?"

Strictly speaking, none of the people present were from the Empire.Ton is an orphan, destined to be a foreigner from the day he was born, he has no country to belong to.Angus grew up in the temple, and even though he was later appointed emperor of the empire with the knights, he still didn't have any sense of identity with the empire.Chris, on the other hand, is from Vanners through and through.

However, even such three people have to admit the strength of the empire.This country grew up in the battle of blood and fire. From its establishment to its development to its current heyday, it has been engraved in the history books and all the lands he has traveled.

Only this one and only country dares to name itself an empire.

"Even if we win in the end, there will be blood on the victory."

Chris said in a low voice.She is a very tough woman, with the kind of courage that will never be defeated in her bones.After the initial despair, she quickly calmed down and regained her senses.

Ton looked at her speechlessly, not knowing how to comfort her, he was always clumsy.Chris, on the other hand, smiled at him comfortingly, signaling him not to worry.

"I'm not that fragile, Ton, no matter what, I followed you to the battlefield." Chris patted his arm and said with a smile.

Angus looked at them and was about to say something.A sound of stumbling upstairs suddenly interrupted him.

"Captain..." The person who came was a member of the Holy Batriders. After panting for a long time, he finally struggled to say: "He has left Yemool City!"

"He?" Chris asked back, "Who is he?"

Before the visitor could answer, Chris had already got the answer from Angus' expression.He stood up, his face was ugly like never before.

"I'm sorry, I have to excuse myself first."

Before Ton and Chris could say anything, Angus rushed down the stairs.Chris looked at his leaving back and exchanged glances with Ton.

"Want to make another bet?" Ton said suddenly.

"Oh, come on, we all know." Chris finally smiled again, she looked out of the window and whispered, "He will never catch up."

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"I remember, you seem to be the lord of Yemor?"

After leaving Yemoore City, Jon sat on the outside of the carriage and said to Summerster jokingly.

Summerster frowned and didn't speak.

Indeed, this was something he hadn't thought of.The soldiers guarding the city gate, in addition to their cronies, there are actually people from the Holy Batriders.This caused them a little trouble getting out of the city, but fortunately, other than that, everything went smoothly.

"I hate knights." Summerster said suddenly.Gray studied his face, not sure how he could change his aura in an instant.To be honest, in front of the soldiers guarding the gate just now, Summerster reverted to the restrained and excessive city lord within a second, which really frightened him.

"Where are we going?" Gray asked Jon in a low voice, tugging at the corner of Jon's clothes.

Jon replied with a smile: "We still have to go back to the imperial capital, but not with them."

What?Gray blinked hesitantly and looked at Jon suspiciously.Jon couldn't help laughing lowly.

"The Tislandi family's own guard." Somerst explained to Gray: "To be honest, I think your family is really too excited."

"Summerster!" Jon yelled in a low voice, stopping him from continuing.He looked at Gray and explained: "His Majesty the Emperor has agreed to this matter. So, don't worry about anything."

Gray thought for a moment and asked, "Emperor, don't you trust the Holy Batriders?"

Summerster laughed mockingly, and said, "Who would trust a person who wants to kill himself?"

Gray touched his earlobe that was still hurting, lowered his eyes and did not speak again.Jon patted his head comfortingly, and said with a smile, "You will never think of who the person who came to pick you up is."

Gray frowned and thought about it. With the style of the Tislandi family, he hoped that the answer would not be too scary.

"Not grandpa."

He lowered his head and muttered softly.

Jon smiled and stroked his head again, as if comforting a frightened kitten.

They walked for about half an hour. There were smooth roads outside Yemool City, and the speed of the carriage was also very fast.Gray leaned obediently beside Jon, listening to him and Summerster chatting without saying a word.

After less than 10 minutes, the speed of the carriage began to slow down.

"Is it near here?" Somerset opened the curtains, looked outside and said, "There is nothing here."

Almost as soon as he said these words, a white shadow cut through the darkness abruptly, and quickly approached them in the night.

Gray blinked and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Mother!"