This historic castle is very magnificent. At the front entrance, there is a very large iron gate. On both sides of the iron gate, there are a pair of knights guarding the door.
At this time, a team of two carriages and eight knights arrived in front of the castle gate. One of the carriages was an old-fashioned carriage, and the carriages were all made of wooden structure.
Outsiders cannot see inside the carriage.
"Who is it?" The knight guarding the gate stopped the team, and the leader asked.
"It's me, Al, Libya." Mr. Al got out of the carriage.
"It turns out to be Mr. Al." The guarding knights immediately relaxed and saluted Mr. Al.
"Let it go," said the leading knight.
"Wait." Mr. Al stopped the knight, and then ordered the eight knights who were accompanying him, "You wait outside."
Having said this, Mr. Al walked in alone.
Although the Golden City is not a magical city, there are wizard towers everywhere. There is also a tower spirit in the Libyan Earl's castle. If Old Thor, the Eagle King, enters, he will be scanned out.
When the time comes, someone will know.
And now during the war, no one can say whether there are spies around the Count of Libya.
Mr. Al entered the castle, came to the main body of the castle, and asked the valet standing in front of the door: "Where is Mr. Earl?"
"Monsieur the Count is in the war room," the footman replied.
Mr. Al nodded, entered the hall, then passed to the left through many rooms along the way, and came to the outside of one of the rooms.
Outside the door, stood two knights.
They are the cronies of the Earl of Libya, the Grand Knight of Ness, and the Grand Knight of Offa.
"Mr. Al." Two knights stopped Mr. Al. Among them, Knight Nice said: "Sir, your Earl is discussing with Mr. Omer, Chief of Staff. You cannot go in."
"Okay!" Mr. Al knew that it was difficult for these two great knights to accommodate each other, and since they were all here, they were not short of effort, so he nodded and started waiting.
Because of nervousness, Mr. Al took out a cigar and lit it. The hand holding the cigar was still shaking slightly.
He never imagined that he would encounter such a thing today.
Earl White Eagle!!!
In the war room.
The layout was similar to that of a conference room, with a long conference table and twenty-one seats. A magic map hung on the wall, with white light blooming on the map, showing the entire territory of Orange.
There is a magic lamp on the ceiling, and the rest of the room is covered with magic runes.
The Consul of Orange, His Excellency the Earl of Libya, is sitting in front of the map, at the chair of the conference table, with his hands folded on the table.
This Earl has always been known as the Iron-fisted Earl. In addition, he has an extraordinary appearance and an imposing manner, so he is very well-mannered.
However, as the confrontation with the New Party continued, the Earl also showed signs of fatigue.
The count's chief of staff, Grand Knight Mr. Omar, sat in a seat below.
"Your Excellency, everything is going according to plan. The biggest uncertainty at the moment is whether the Eagle King of White Eagle will participate in the war. If the Eagle King joins the war, then the attack plan will be 90% sure to win."
After some conversation, Knight Omar said.
The Earl of Libya could not help but think of the father and son. The first time he heard the name of Luther Pompeii was because of Pompeii wine.
The first time I met this father and son was at the Grand Meeting of the Orange Nobles.
At that time, he was sitting in the conference room of the consul's residence, sitting in the consul's position. Next to him were the Duke of Ferg, the Marquis of Parker and other traditional Orange nobles.
The father and son participated in the meeting as capable members of the nobility, and the meeting decided to grant the father and son the positions of General of the Mountains and Governor of the Silver Wings.
It's a bit sad to think about it now.
After that meeting, the new party broke out. Traditional aristocratic forces like the Marquis of Parker perished, but aristocratic forces like the Pompeii family survived.
He also took the opportunity to expand his territory and upgraded six territories into the White Eagle Territory.
He actually protected Baron Billy and Baron Philip.
It became the only three major noble forces in Orange.
The Eagle King is indeed a powerful lawful creature. Whether or not the Eagle King participates in the battle is crucial to their action plan.
The little guy back then has become the key to fighting today.
The thoughts in the Earl of Libya's mind just flashed away, but on his face he remained calm and said calmly: "Don't worry, the Pompeii family will participate in the war. Because after all, they are nobles, and they are also lords among the nobles."
Nobles rarely collaborated with the new party, and the Earl of Libya believed in the ambition of Pompeii and his son.
Only if the aristocracy wins, the Pompeii family can continue to exist. If the aristocracy fails, Pompeii will also perish. The Pompeii family will fight tooth and nail.
The Count of Libya saw things very clearly, just as Luther saw through the king.
All nobles are a whole.
After the conversation ended, the Earl of Libya and the Knight of Omar stood up together. The Earl of Libya opened the door first and walked out, followed by the Knight of Omar.
"Your Excellency, Count." Mr. Al saluted the Count of Libya.
"Al, what are you doing here?" The Earl of Libya frowned. Although he liked Al quite a bit, because Al was a very interesting playboy.
But forget it now, during the war, this kind of playboy has no effect.
"Knight of Omar, please retreat first. I want to talk to His Excellency the Earl." Mr. Al said to the Knight of Omar.
Everyone was stunned for a moment and then understood.
Although Mr. Al is a playboy and is useless during the war, he is not a person who does not know the importance of things.
"I understand." Knight Omar nodded and stood at the door with the other two knights. Count Libya turned around and walked into the war room, and Mr. Al followed.
"What's going on?" Earl Libya sat down again and asked.
Mr. Al took out an official document from his coat pocket and placed it on the table in front of the Count of Libya. This official document was also a magical creation, with a very special texture and a faint white light.
The Count of Libya is very familiar with this kind of official document, because the Libyan family also has such an official document, which is kept in the most secret place in the castle.
A document of appointment from the king.
But why did Al take out this official document? With doubts, the Count of Libya picked up the official document and looked at it. The expression on his face first changed to confusion, then to shock, and then to extreme shock.
"Is there such a thing in this world?"
The Iron-fisted Earl could not remain calm and couldn't help but say these words.
There is such a thing in this world!!!!!
This sentence shows the shock of the Libyan Count.