"Princess Felicia, the most beloved daughter of Emperor Orlando of the main continent." Muria whispered softly, "She has the right to inherit the throne of the empire. She likes to wear men's clothes and has a strong sense of justice.
She likes to use the wealth given by her father to sign alliances with the outstanding elite dragons of the dragon clan and form long-term employment relationships. Because of the large number of dragons she signed, she won the title of Dragon Princess."
"Oh, this little girl is really imaginative." Muria smiled helplessly, recalling the news about the dragon princess she learned from her, "How could the imperial princess of the main continent appear in this world?
Ionia?”
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"Your Highness! The undead in this city have been largely cleaned up, and all the surviving humans have gathered together." Fiona, the slim and extremely old green dragon, reported to Muriahui who was standing on the city gate tower.
"How many people are still alive in this city?" Muria stood on the city wall, staring at the vast white area outside the city - that was the remnant after the Red Dragon Outlets burned the endless tide of undead outside the city.
ashes.
"Nine thousand seven hundred and sixty-two people." The green dragon Fiona gave a very accurate number, preparing the extremely old green dragon who had already begun to learn spells to calculate the population. It was simply too simple.
Just scan it.
"How many people originally lived in your city?" Muria looked at the two siblings supporting the Dark Knight.
In order to let her father recover and prevent the soul fire from dissipating, Olena, a noble lady, exerted the brute force of an ox on herself, and then dragged the dark knight, who weighed more than 300 kilograms in armor, up the city wall.
Because outside the city wall, there are countless low-level undead. Over the endless years, countless souls have been buried under the earth. Under the top spells of the undead system and the call of the undead natural disasters, these should have been buried under the earth.
All the slowly decaying bones came back to life.
However, these awakened undead souls have been almost slaughtered by the Red Dragon Outlets at this time, and countless soul fires that have lost their carriers are floating in the air and slowly overflowing in the air.
Olina dragged her father to the city wall just for the sake of these low-level soul fires that were gradually disappearing...
After hearing Muria's question, Olena has not yet answered. She is swallowing the low-level undead fire like a long whale sucking water. The Dark Knight, who is no longer worried about death, answered Muria's question: "Cecil City"
There are more than 234,000 permanent residents. If the floating population is added, the number should be 300,000."
"Three hundred thousand people." Muria pursed her lips after hearing the number given by the undead Lord Cecil, "Less than 10,000 people are alive now."
"Bastard!" When the Dark Knight, whose soul fire had been stabilized, heard Muria's words, an unprecedented anger appeared. He could not restrain his fist and punched the wall of the city wall. Countless cracks spread under his fist, all the way to the ground.
"Why do my people have to suffer this kind of disaster?"
"It's not just your territory that has been attacked by lichs." Muria glanced at the dark knight who almost knocked down a city wall with one punch, "All the cities in the Kingdom of Bavaria have suffered the same fate as you. No matter what.
If something unexpected happens, from now on, you will be the subjugated nobles."
"We are now a subjugated noble!" Olena and the little boy Balk were stunned, "What happened?"
"The Kingdom of Bavaria was chosen by the Parliament of the Dead. Two days ago, the capital of your kingdom was attacked." Muria briefly described what happened so that they could understand what they had encountered.
"How come our Kingdom of Bavaria was chosen?" Olina looked at the ruins of Cecil City with unwillingness and anger. "There are nearly a hundred human kingdoms in Erathia and thousands of principalities. How come I was chosen?
nation?"
"Although the chance is less than one percent, as long as the Parliament of the Dead exists, then every one hundred years a country will inevitably perish. This is for sure." Muria said in a calm tone, "This time I chose your country.
, there’s nothing surprising about it.”
"Why is the Council of the Dead so cruel? My country has a population of hundreds of millions. With so many people, they actually want to kill them all? What are they doing? Is it just to satisfy their desire to kill?" in the eyes of the girl Olena.
With tears in his eyes, he looked at Muria and asked him for answers.
Hearing the girl's question, the dark knight on the side also turned his attention to Muria. He also wanted to know why the Council of the Dead had destroyed the country for hundreds of years.
After all, he was taking good care of his count at home, but a disaster suddenly fell from the sky, without giving him any time to react or prepare. Everything he owned was destroyed, and even he himself turned into such a ghost.
"Collect cannon fodder!" Muria took a long breath, closed her eyes, and slowly spit out four words.
"What?" Olena looked confused.
"In a hundred years, the cannon fodder of the Council of the Dead will soon be used up. The act of destroying the country is to collect cannon fodder again."
Muria grimaced as she told this extremely cruel fact for the people of the Kingdom of Bavaria.
In fact, when he asked Sister Jinlong about the purpose of the Council of the Dead to destroy the country for a hundred years, he was stunned for a long time.
When he heard the news, Muria realized the cruel side of the world of Erathia, and the jungle law of the jungle was fully revealed.
A top power, in order to replenish cannon fodder, can slaughter cities and destroy countries without restraint. In its eyes, the human kingdom's hundreds of millions of people are nothing more than a bunch of leeks. They will harvest them every once in a while.
"How could this be possible?" After hearing Muria tell the reason why they suffered such misfortune, the girl Olena's face was dull, and the dark knight's soul fire beside her was also trembling violently, which represented his excited emotions.
"Why can't it be like this?" Muria asked.
"Why can an evil organization like the Council of the Dead continue to exist?" the young girl Olena murmured, "Why don't our ten major human empires join forces to destroy this organization?"
"Because the goal of the Council of the Dead is always only human principalities and kingdoms, and will never provoke your ten major human empires, so you don't have to expect them to take action."
"With so many principalities and kingdoms, why not join forces to fight against this evil organization? Not one country, but ten countries, or a hundred countries?"
"Girl, do you know the extent of the gray mist of death above your head?"
"..." The girl with tears on her face shook her head.
"This gray fog covers all the territory of your kingdom, but it is only limited to the Kingdom of Bavaria. Not a single bit of gray fog will spread beyond the borders of your Kingdom of Bavaria!
When the gray mist dissipates, a barely inhabited kingdom will emerge on Ionia."