In the Palace of Victory, his arms and legs had all recovered to their original state, and he put on the emperor's imperial robes. The Holy Light I, with a stiff face and fierce eyes, looked at the magic water mirror in front of him, and couldn't help but nod his head repeatedly. His eyes were filled with silver light, and there were countless talismans.
The text rolled in the silver light.
Seeing 'Ent Malte' and others constantly falling to the ground and vomiting blood under the attack of the seriously injured Gray Knight, they kept struggling to get up and attack the Gray Knight, while the dragoons were in chaos.
When they formed a group, no matter how loudly Enzo ordered, they were still unable to form an effective military formation to attack the Gray Knights, Holy Light I suddenly sneered a few times.
"Ent Malte! He was just promoted to an honorary earl and obtained the position of captain of the dragoons at the cost of two hundred thousand gold coins?"
Holy Light I's voice was equally stiff, just like his face at the moment.
Hua Li bowed and bowed to Holy Light I: "Your Majesty, his origin has been verified in detail. He is indeed a member of the Marte family in Marte City, East Province. He was born in the Marte family when he was young.
He showed a very good talent in fighting qi cultivation, so he was specially trained by the Marte family, and he came to the imperial capital to seek a job just after he achieved the throne."
After a slight pause, Hua Lishi said with a smile: "Of course, bribing the Security Bureau with two hundred thousand gold coins is a bit excessive."
Holy Light I waved his hand and said sarcastically: "What's too much? At least, he dares to fight! Just pass on my will!"
After a slight pause, Holy Light I said sternly: "The proposal submitted by the Security Department regarding the expansion of the dragoon force by 30,000 people is completely invalid. I don't need such a group of wastes with no combat effectiveness to defend Borelli. Ent?
Led by Marte, he was awarded the title of Major General of the Empire and was given a baron-level fiefdom, and a new Second Dragoon Regiment of Berelli was formed. The strength is tentatively set at 50,000 people, which is the size of five divisions."
After waving his hand, Holy Light I narrowed his eyes: "Put Ent Marte on the list of key training personnel of the military department. Young generals like this who dare to fight hard... generals who dare to swing their swords at the Gray Knights are the true empire of the empire.
Soldiers needed!”
Marshal Behan, who was standing aside, said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Count Ent Marte, he probably doesn't know what the Gray Knight of the Apocalypse is! You see, he just thinks it is a magic puppet!"
He smiled sarcastically, as if all the little thoughts of Marshal Beian could not be hidden from his own eyes. Holy Light I said in a deep voice: "Then, my marshal, if it is your grandson Beya that you admire, he dares to show his respect to such a respected person.
Will the powerful magic puppet launch a frontal attack?"
Slapping the armrest of the throne, Holy Light I sternly scolded: "Look at what the Imperial City Dragoons have become under the leadership of Bea in the past few years? Marshal, you shouldn't give me an explanation.
What?"
Marshal Beian was sweating profusely on his forehead. He knelt on one knee in front of the throne in fear and fear, and did not dare to speak again. But his eyes flashed with fierceness. Holy Light I successfully established a foundation for Enzo who suddenly enjoyed a high position.
He has found a new powerful enemy—and he is now the Imperial Minister, the only marshal with the most power in the empire.
"Go out with all your strength!" Holy Light I snorted coldly into the air in the corner of the room: "Capture this Gray Knight and present it to the Temple of Dawn, and then the Temple of Dawn will inform the Caesar Empire and the Longshan Family. Let's assassinate Prince Strom.
The people with Count Longshan are the evil forces behind the Gray Knight."
Marshal Beian raised his head angrily: "But Your Majesty, the people who assassinated His Royal Highness Bichus and Beya..."
Holy Light I stared deeply at Marshal Beian: "The people who assassinated them are still the same people!"
Marshal Behan lowered his head helplessly. Perhaps, this is the best choice for the Gallic Empire! Someone is taking the blame anyway, right? The problem is that Marshal Behan will not let go of those who dare to assassinate his grandson. He will never let go.
After passing those people, he must get to the bottom of the truth about this case.
The air in the corner of the room was distorted, and then several breaths of breath so strong that it made one's heart palpitate soared into the sky from the Victory Palace, instantly tearing the void apart and rushing towards the mountain forest where Enzo was 'fighting bloody battles'.
At the same time, in a secret hall decorated with a black Hydra statue, Mr. Mo put his hands behind his back and quietly watched the image reflected in a huge crystal ball. Iseda stood in Mo
Behind Mr. Mo, he stood respectfully with his hands lowered. Iseda glanced at Mr. Mo's back from time to time. His eyes were fanatical and pious, just like a believer worshiping a god.
Mr. Mo squinted at the scene of Enzo's "fighting". When he saw that Enzo had no time to swing his sword, but in order to save a dragoon warrior who was threatened by the gray knight's sword, he simply blocked the gray knight with his own arm.
When the knight's sword pointed at him, Mr. Mo couldn't help but change his face slightly.
That sword cut off Enzo's arm, almost cutting off half of his arm. If Long Gen's huge body hadn't hit the gray knight's calf, causing the gray knight to stagger with a force,
This sword probably severed Enzo's arm and his body together.
"A very good young man!" Mr. Mo praised: "Hot-blooded, loyal, brave, and loving. How many years have I not seen such a young man?" Shaking his head, Mr. Mo sighed: "Back then,
On the battlefields of the century-old mainland-island war, I have seen many young people like this. They walked onto the battlefield singing war songs, and then turned into corpses in the millstone of flesh and blood!"
Sighing softly, Mr. Mo said in a deep voice: "It really surprises me that such a resolute and heroic young man still exists in the Gallic Empire today! If he still knows a little bit about military strategy, he is
The best candidate for general!"
After pondering for a while, Mr. Mo suddenly laughed: "Iseda, go get close to him and become his friend. I think that His Majesty Holy Light I, who is short of major generals, will not let go of this opportunity. This Ente Marr
Earl Special will be put into great use by His Majesty, and he will also be suppressed by the joint efforts of those old guys in the military!"
Clapping his hands gently, Mr. Mo turned around, smiled at Iseda and said: "When he encounters difficulties, give him a little help, and gradually make him one of ours. I have a hunch,
He will become a very important chess piece, and he will bring us great convenience and great help!"
Iseda smiled and nodded, and asked respectfully: "So, teacher, where is this Gray Knight?"
Mr. Mo was silent for a long time, then shook his head: "It's impossible for us to overtake the church. So, we just need to collect as much of his blood as possible. As for his body, it should be obtained by the church. It's a pity.
What a pity for the Gray Knights who fight against the gods. If it could fall into my hands, my potions and... would definitely make great progress."
Waving his hand, Mr. Mo said in a deep voice: "Go and get close to Ent Marte while he has just entered His Majesty's sight. If he likes women, give him beauties; if he likes money, give him gold coins; if he likes money, give him gold coins;
Give him whatever he likes!"
Iseda nodded, then he hesitated for a while, and looked at Mr. Mo dumbfounded: "So, what about Graham?"
Mr. Mo's face became extremely weird. His face was distorted, just like a person who is eating when he sees a pile of shit on his plate. After being silent for a long time, Mr. Mo said in a dry tone.
: "Trace the origin of that woman to the bottom. Then, give him a few gold coins and let him end Vyas's business and let him stay in Bureleli."
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Mr. Mo sneered sarcastically: "Someone is eyeing him, and they have used such despicable methods! In the future, you should not contact him in person, and meet him through other channels.
, do it secretly, and be sure to pay attention to safety!"
Iseta bowed deeply, and one of the snake heads of the Hydra statue opened its mouth. A cold light enveloped Iseta, teleporting him without a trace. Mr. Mo turned around and looked into the crystal ball.
Enzo, who roared a bloody battle, couldn't help but nodded in appreciation.
In the embassies of the great powers such as the Caesar Empire and the Harlan Empire in the Gallic Empire, the leading figures in the Gallic Empire simultaneously watched the live broadcast of Enzo's bloody battle with the Gray Knights. They all made similar decisions to Mr. Mo -
- This is a young man who will soon become famous. Through some special channels, try your best to get in touch with this Count Ent Malte!
A young general who may hold great power in the Gallic Empire in the future is worthy of everyone's investment.
And within some big families, these important figures, who are either prominent or reclusive, are focusing their attention directly on Enzo - he is young, but he has achieved great success in his thirties.
For a young man from a low-level noble family, this result is very good, not amazing, but it shows that his skills are very solid.
Such a young man deserves the family to allocate some resources to him and quickly train him to break through to the Holy Realm.
Even if he cannot break through to the Holy Realm, if a peak knight can control the strength of two or three legions within the Gallic Empire, it will be very beneficial to the family! Even for a reclusive wealthy family like the Jinbei family,
They also need their own agents in the Gallic Empire!
Unknowingly, Enzo became a popular man and a sweet man in the eyes of many people. This arrangement arranged by Lin Qi achieved the greatest success in Enzo. It is said that times make heroes, and Lin Qi like this
The mastermind behind the scenes can completely create a certain situation by himself.
In the forest outside the mountain village, Enzo was still shouting loudly and fighting with the gray knight.
Vic has been "severely injured and fell to the ground", Long Gen and others have also fallen, and they all have many broken bones.
Only Enzo still persisted with his "iron" will, and his blood continued to spill from more than a dozen wounds, constantly spilling on the dark land. Such a tough and fearless steel warrior, Enzo is in the hearts of many people
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