Lehart VII is meeting with Miotov, president of the Chiatos Chamber of Commerce, to discuss the possibility of evacuation of refugees by sea.

At this moment, Pushkin walked in quickly from outside. He did not report in advance and almost broke in. It was hard to imagine that such an irresponsible thing would happen to an imperial prime minister.

At this moment, Miotov keenly realized that something big might have happened.

Pushkin didn't even bother with Miotov, who was still sitting on the other side, and handed a small note to Lehart VII, who looked surprised.

The president of the Chiatos Chamber of Commerce noticed the solidified brown blood stain on the small note.

His Majesty the Emperor opened it and took a look. His body shook and almost fell to the ground.

Pushkin stepped forward and supported Lehart VII and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, please feel sorry for me."

But in just a moment, Lehart VII seemed to have aged ten years old again. If Miotov had felt that he was living in the same room with a Lion King, then now there was only an ordinary old man in front of him.

Lehart VII didn't even have the courage to read the small note in his hand.

Pushkin was attached to His Majesty the Emperor's ears, and Miotov could only hear a few intermittent words, "...the only...survivor...two months later...the royal capital...the church...there is no...for the time being."

After all, Lehart VII was the supreme ruler of the empire. After a brief loss of composure, he quickly regained his majesty. The Lion King stood up again and looked around his territory. Wherever his eyes reached, all things surrendered.

But there was a deep sadness between His Majesty's eyebrows, "Earl Miotov, if you don't rush to leave, please stay in New Terte for a while. The things we discussed before will not change, and there may be more places to help from your chamber of commerce in the future."

Miotov saluted gracefully, "I wish to serve Your Majesty."

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The president of the Chiatos Chamber of Commerce had already had a premonition that something big happened, but he still didn't expect that this matter would be so serious.

Two months later, a small team originally located in the western border of the empire arrived in New Tert in a dusty manner.

When Xia Mi saw the familiar high wall, her eyes, which were already as if dead, finally returned to some color. Thinking of the more than 100 people who walked out of the city gate together half a year ago, he was the only one left now. He could no longer control his emotions, so he jumped off the horse and hugged the wall and cried loudly.

If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a big man would cry so sadly.

Mark is the captain of this team and the sheriff of Kulun City. He couldn't bear it when he looked at Xia Mi now.

The city of Coulun is the closest imperial town to those two small villages. Before entering the mountainous area, the condolences group had rested there for a night. Mark also followed the city lord to visit His Highness the Third Prince and Earl Virgil. It was at that time that he had first met Shami. At that time, the little entourage knight looked very energetic and kept complaining that the dinner was not fine enough and the dancer at the dinner was not beautiful enough, and shouting that Olkens would not disappoint. As a result, Mark did not expect to see the latter again after just twelve days.

But when we met again, Xia Mi had completely turned into another appearance.

The entourage knight stood in a daze at the city of Kulun, his body covered in mud and blood, and his skin was almost invisible. His calf was bent at an incredible angle. God knew how he walked back with such a body.

When I first saw him, the guards on the city thought they were some kind of human monster, so they almost shot him with a bow and arrow. In the end, Mark, who had met once, recognized him and hurriedly opened the city gate.

The entourage knight seemed to have exhausted all his strength when he came here, and he had only time to spit out a place from his mouth and fell to the ground.

At this time, the sheriff had realized that something was wrong. Shami was Williams's confidant. Regardless of her strength, the relationship between them was extremely close, and it was almost impossible to separate.

When Mark pointed all his hands and rushed to the place Xiami said, a stream of air conditioning instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the cruelty of the scene in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.

Mark swore that he had never seen such a tragic encounter in his life.

In front of a broken cable bridge, the corpses of people and monsters were almost filled with that small area. There was no reason to fight until the end. Only the most primitive entanglement and biting were left. The corpses were tightly squeezed together. Neither the monster nor the knights of the First Royal Knights could distinguish each other.

At the center of the battlefield, His Highness the Third Prince held two swords, and the iconic blond hair of the Lehart family floated like a proud lion. He cut off the neck of a sheep-headed crocodile, and the other sword cut open the belly of a hell porcupine, but his heart was also pierced by a cunning shadow jackal.

The latter is the best assassin in the abyss, with extremely excellent explosive power and stealth skills.

However, that valuable Knight armor also helped Williams get the last bit of time.

His Highness the Third Prince did not retreat at the last moment of his life, but just poked one of the long swords out of his armpit.

The two hit each other almost at the same time.

The shadow jackal pierced Williams' heart, and the third prince's last sword also cut the former's throat.

There was no winner in the end of this battle.

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Compared to what Mark saw with his own eyes, the story Shami told Lehart VII and others this afternoon was undoubtedly much shorter, but it was still more thrilling.

When he realized that more than 700 imperial civilians in another village were likely to be in danger immediately, Williams made a quick decision and immediately led eighty-six knights toward it, almost with the group of monsters to reach the Cable Bridge.

When both sides met, they were not prepared, and the battle broke out without warning.

The knights have the advantage in numbers, but the monsters have a higher rank, and they are naturally under the pressure of low levels. This pressure is almost negligible for professionals, but it is very effective for animals such as horses.

After several knights were dragged down from the cliff by frightened horses or rushed directly into the pile of monsters, the knights of the First Royal Knights had to abandon their horses and fight in the form of infantry, so the battle began to develop towards the direction of meat grinders.

Just as the situation was getting worse and worse for the human side, Earl Virgin, who was supposed to go to Olkens to convey the message, miraculously appeared on the battlefield.

The Earl held a silver mitral warhammer in his hand, like a tiger going down the mountain. Wherever he passed, the monsters were overturned by the hammered people. Virgil led the remaining eighteen knights to join Williams's men. In order to avoid monsters running to the village behind, they simply destroyed the cable bridge and fought to the death with each other in the open space at the bridgehead.

Monsters from the abyss appeared in this mountain range with blood and death, and they were greeted by humans' unparalleled courage.

In the end, except for Xia Mi who was unconscious in the middle of the journey, all 111 people from the condolence group were buried here, including the six spies who had lost before.
Chapter completed!