"The lion of the Junlin family, your name!" Roland looked at this energetic young man gently.
"Apophis Breo!" He raised his head and said proudly.
"Breo... Breo is a great surname! Don't lose the glory attached to it!" Roland nodded and encouraged. Fortunately, despite the changes over the years, the blood of the Junlin family has remained unchanged. Thanks to the evil system.
Retaining the only trace of humanity.
"Apophis Breo? Oh my god! It's hard to imagine that the glory of King's Landing has actually been passed down!" Ormsk came over and gently hammered the proud lion on Apophis Breo's chest.
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Apophis Breo also smiled and hammered the light and shadow emblem on Ormsk's chest: "It's my honor to meet you, hero of light and shadow! Can I know your name?"
"Of course! You can call me Ormsk. I am now a hero enshrined by the royal family. If you have any fighting skills you don't understand, you can come and ask me. I will definitely tell you everything I know." Ormsk nodded friendly.
"Hello! Man from the Junlin family! I am Dragon Knight Kaslo, a third-level wind dragon knight. Nice to meet you." Kaslo lightly hammered his chest to show respect, but it was obvious that Kaslo respected
Not Apophis Breo, but the honor of the King's Landing family that he shoulders.
"It is also an honor to meet you." Apophis Breo returned the greeting.
"You don't mind telling me about the composition of your subjects." Roland said concisely and comprehensively.
"Oh...nothing to be embarrassed about. There used to be a fleet of rapids here...in my grandfather's time, I only had less than 600 people left in my hands." Apophis Breo said sadly.
"..." Roland almost knelt down! He had never seen a truly complete fleet of rapids. This guy actually had one in his family before. Although he knew that this was a false memory constructed by the system... why was he so unlucky? What a fool.
Better than a king?
"Then there should be the King's Landing knights that your Highness is most concerned about... It's a pity that we don't have the inheritance of King's Landing knights above the fourth level. We only have 16 King's Landing knights now, and the highest level is just a great knight." Apophis·
Breo saw Roland's expectations.
"I..." Roland almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Although he didn't hold out much hope, it was still very uncomfortable when he was truly desperate.
"You should know that Raglan men are not good at bending bows and drawing arrows. We only have a few hundred Battanian archers. After all, there are not many people with shooting talent." Apophis Breo shrugged.
"Well, those Badanian archers are indeed...different!" Roland's heart ached when he thought of those heroic archers wielding their mithril armor-piercing hammers during the Battle of Gushan.
"There are also some soldiers, but many of us have died in battles along the way. We should be able to gather some Lagrand City guards." Apophis Breo sighed, and his grief and helplessness could clearly be heard.
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"The rest are just common people, there are no cavalry...except for the knights' horses, all the others have been killed for meat." Apophis Breo sat on the ground and watched the endless flow of hopeful people.
Entering the city, my eyes were filled with both joy and endless sadness.
"Sorry Apophis... Although I don't want to say this, you should understand the current situation. The kingdom does not have the ability to entrust a duke... We currently only control the Rapid City and the Lulong Fortress in the south.
I don't have a place to entrust you with. Sorry..." Roland said apologetically.
"I understand Your Highness, when the Great Wall of the North fell... the title of Duke of Lion of King's Landing was buried in history. I will regain the title of Duke of Lion of King's Landing with my ability." Apophis.
Breo nodded. After all, when the Great Wall of the North was broken, the duchy next to the Great Wall was destroyed. According to the laws of the nobility, when a noble cannot protect the territory or recover the land occupied by foreigners, his title will be automatically removed.
, it can be said that the Breaux family can no longer be called a ducal family a long time ago, but because the world admires the glory of the family for countless generations, everyone looks at it differently.
"Alas... I still vaguely remember the thousand-mile-long Steel Great Wall that spans between the Iron Mountains and the Eastern Mountains! It protected the people in the Rune area behind the wall from living and working in peace and contentment... Later, the Great Wall of the North was breached... The Empire
Destroyed..." Roland recalled with emotion the majesty and grandeur of the thousands-mile-long Northern Great Wall in the game and the broken figure and tragic figure when it collapsed.
"It's a pity that the Great Wall of the North can no longer be seen. Now at most we can only see the former base." Apophis Breo also sighed.
"?" Roland's alarm suddenly went off. What's going on? Is there really a Great Wall of the North in this world?
"System? What's going on? Isn't the Lagrand Empire a fiction?" Roland immediately asked nervously.
"Please host to explore on your own, the truth is often right in front of your eyes." The system still said without any emotion.
Roland was stunned. He suddenly realized something that was horrifying to think about. There might really be a Lagran Empire in this world! However, even the elves, a knowledgeable race, were at a loss about this empire. There was only one
This possibility... The Raglan Empire in this world perished before the First Era! This empire was destroyed long before the elves and dwarves! There is no god in this world, or there is no god at present! Vilamaya and so on.
It doesn't exist. Roland used to think that this world is a world view that combines movies, novels and games, but now it seems... It should be a parallel plane in countless dimensions, but the direction of development is different. I don't know if this world has
It would be such a tragedy if there was such a great movement of creation.
"Yes! It must be a parallel plane. Other buildings cannot withstand the ravages of nearly ten thousand years of wind and rain. However, the Great Wall of the North, which was designed to fight against the barbarians and the dark camp in the north, has left a trace after all because of its indestructible characteristics...
" Roland thought silently in his heart. At this moment, he had many thoughts. He suddenly wanted to take a look at the ruins of those pedestals to see if he could find a way home... Maybe that blue planet really can't return.
went.
"Forget it, let it be fate. At least the king is pretty good." Roland smiled mockingly. He managed more than ten thousand people and ruled hundreds of square kilometers of land. His low productivity was not as good as that of the people in the previous county town.
Moisture! King of Cows and Horses! What is the difference between these nobles in the West and village chiefs? The king of a country can't manage as many people as the county chief. Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't...
"I'm tired... Let's arrange for everyone to take a rest. You can count the number of people and report to me tomorrow morning!" Roland waved his hand and walked towards the city in low spirits...
Under the setting sun, the king's back became longer and longer, looking extremely desolate and lonely...