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Chapter 632 War! War!

Except for this one unsatisfactory incident, everything else about the Tarot Society went very smoothly. "Justice" Audrey, "Sun" Derrick and "Star" Leonard were promoted to Sequence 5 and "The Hermit" one after another.

Cattleya was finally promoted to Demigod and became a Sequence 4 "Occultist". Only "Magician" Forsi was still at the Sequence 6 "Recorder" level.

Perhaps feeling the pressure, Fors has asked "The World" for help, sending her to travel around the world to digest the "Recorder" potion. But in Rawls's view, Qian Youxiu's work is on track.

The impact of increased strength will also be brought about.

Under Rawls's arrangement, during the period from June to August, when storms were frequent but it was also the beginning of Loen's social season, Xio continued to undertake "security" work, accumulated credit step by step, and had already digested the "security" work.

The "Judge" potion was exchanged for the "Punishing Knight" formula, just to prepare for the promotion ceremony.

Therefore, Xio's work has also been arranged in a new way. Before she is promoted, she will be responsible for the external security of the eldest prince, Goverton. For example, if His Royal Highness attends any important events, the internal security will naturally be handled by the palace guards, and the external security will be taken care of.

It is the responsibility of MI9, the army and the police.

Under normal circumstances, this is the standard configuration for the top figures in Loen. For more important events, such as when Covington attends the wedding of his sister Delina, the specifications will be further improved.

However, the Chief of the Palace Guard, Viscount Stratford, unexpectedly "disappeared" not long ago. Although a new Chief of the Palace Guard was quickly appointed, he still fell into a period of "civil strife", allowing MI9 to take advantage of the situation and obtain the information.

The eldest prince believed that Govington's trust was the first step for MI9 to turn towards him.

On this basis, one can imagine the trust that Xio received. This is what Rawls needs. If he can master Govington's guards, it will be easy to deal with him in any way he wants.

Isn't it very easy for a prince to die in a war? Rawls half-lying and half-sitting in a leisurely manner, with his eyelids drooped, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, he sat up straight and looked in the direction of Backlund.

War is coming!



Backlund, a large and neat Feysac airship force cut in from the northern district and arrived in the sky above this metropolis.

As soon as they approached, the Holy Wind Cathedral and other places seemed to be well prepared. The roar of the wind suddenly became fierce, turning into giant blue-black blades one after another, whizzing towards the target, like cannonballs fired into the air.

Seeing that these giant blades were about to hit the airbags of the airship formation, an invisible layer of defense emerged, blocking all attacks.

Amid the violent blows, this transparent "wall" became shaky, but it eventually held up.

At the same time, the cannon muzzles, machine gun muzzles, and throwing ports on the airship were opened one after another, aiming downward.

boom!

As the hurricane formed around the Holy Wind Cathedral, explosion-like sounds spread in all directions. In such a terrifying storm, the airships were like ships sailing on the sea, rising and falling in the mountain-like waves.

, about to be thrown far away.

At this moment, on the leading airship, a light like blood and rust flashed, covering all the companions, connecting them one by one. Suddenly, Fusac's airship fleet appeared

It calmed down in the hurricane and was no longer like a small ship in the huge waves.

After the Fusac people blocked this wave of attacks, before the rest of the counterattacks came, they pushed the bombs out of the throwing port and let them fall downward. In the hurricane, the trajectory of these bombs became impossible for them.

Anticipate.

Boom! Boom!

The corresponding muzzle also flashed with sparks, showing off the joy of the God of War.

This airship fleet did not attempt to pass through Backlund. After entering the North District, it immediately turned to the West District, which is the political center of the Loen Kingdom.

On the deck chair on the third floor balcony of a small villa near Berklund Street, an illusory figure was lying on it. It was a translucent man wearing blood-stained black armor. He was young and handsome, with red hair and a mark on his face.

There are horrific marks of rotting bones one after another, and there are flag-like marks between the eyebrows.

She put her right hand on her forehead, squinted at the airship fleet flying towards the West District, and raised the corners of her mouth:

"Einhorn, which of your descendants is this? Are you so bold that you are not afraid of being retained by William Augustus?"

"Humph, that will only take William Augustus' time!" He opened and closed a bloody gash on his right cheek and replied.

Medici put down his right hand and chuckled:

"How could she not have time? You don't really think that the preparations for the 'Black Emperor' ceremony have not been completed, right? That paranoid is never prepared and will never start planning. With you here, no wonder you

Those idiot descendants really believe that the demigods and angels of Augustus are temporarily unavailable!"

There was also a bloody gash on the left cheek, and he said sarcastically:

"The giant's brain has never been very good. She must have promised something..."

"Then you won't end up like me!" The one who belonged to Einhorn's personality sneered.

The three personalities fell into silence at the same time. After a while, Medici said with a normal mouth:

"That paranoid plan has nothing to do with us. We just need to get the 'conqueror' trait in Augustus' hands."

"It may not still be in the hands of Augustus. It does not rule out that it has been traded to the witches." The bloody crack representing Sauron opened and closed, "Otherwise, I really don't know what can make Yuanchu and Augustus

Transactional.”

"That's not necessarily true. Yuan Chu's relationship with that paranoid man has always been good." Medici interjected, with a mouth and two slits on his face raised at the same time.

"Then capture Catalina first!"

"It's not urgent. You can ask the boy from the street next door to go and find that Backlund boy." Medici turned his attention to the direction of Williams Street. "I have a hunch that what happened in Augustus recently

Those things must be related to him."



West District, 45 Gatton Street.

Rawls, who was aware of Edward Laito, walked to the balcony and looked up at the Fusac airship troops flying in the distant sky. He lived far away from the center of the Parliament and the King's Avenue where the City Hall is located.

There is a certain distance that is not within the bombing target area.

It’s really not cover-up at all!

Looking at the letter in his hand, Rawls couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The notification to evade had been sent to him half an hour ago. Fusac's bombing had no impact on Loen's senior management.

But for believers of the goddess of the night, this is not necessarily the case.

Although the West District and the North District are Backlund's traditional wealthy and political districts, they also have a large number of believers of the Goddess of the Night. Especially the North District is far less important than the neighboring Queens District, but who can let them?

What about the widespread belief in the Storm Lord among the nobles in Queens?

After a while, Morris, a tall, dark-skinned valet, walked in quickly, saw Rawls standing on the balcony, and said quickly:

"It's dangerous out there, sir."

"Fesac's airship went to King's Avenue." Rawls turned and left the balcony, "How are the preparations?"

After receiving the notice, he had already ordered the housekeeper and servants to pack their things and prepare to go to the manor in the suburbs. The manor was also left by his father Mason and was located southwest of Backlund, close to small towns and villages. It was the only

The advantage is that the land area is large enough, but the price is much lower than the manors in the northwest region.

"It's ready and ready to go at any time." Morris looked slightly uneasy.

"Before leaving, send someone to the office to tell them that if they are worried about safety or lack of food, they can bring their family to my manor. They all went there at the end of last year and are no strangers there."

Although the class of lawyers is the standard upper middle class, and those with more senior qualifications can enter the upper class, their status in the face of war is far inferior to that of wealthy businessmen and nobles. In addition, the Adrian Law Firm has a considerable number of lawyers

Coming from out of town, both in terms of wealth and connections, life is not going to be easy.

"Yes, sir."

"After the bombing is over, let Mr. August lead the servants to the manor, and you and I will go to Queens."

"Ah?" Morris raised his head in surprise.



The carriage continued to drive along Shuchi Avenue toward the outskirts of Wende District. But just after it left the city, a figure wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass silk threads blocked the front of the strong wind. The figure wore a bishop's bonnet.

He is about forty years old, with a medium build, a high nose bridge, and no beard. His eyes are relatively slender because of the deep and large bags under his eyes.

Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, Archbishop Bernhard of Winston Region!

The people in charge of guarding the carriage in front looked at each other. One of them signaled to be more vigilant, and just as he was about to step forward to ask, Rawls's voice came from the carriage behind:

"Mr. Archbishop, what happened?"

"Your Majesty, your prediction is right." Looking at Rolls who opened the door and walked out of the carriage, Bernhard looked complicated. "Just now, Fusac's airship troops attacked Backlund.

En has declared war on Fusac."

"It's earlier than I expected." Rawls sighed under the gaze of the guards, and then ordered his captain of the guard, "Juan, you go to the Nukaburg Manor first and join the guards there.

Escort the queen back to the palace. Don't tell her what happened, just say that my grandfather wanted to see her."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Juan looked serious. He knew how serious this matter was.

"Then Your Majesty the Archbishop, let's go back to the palace first."

Rawls looked at Archbishop Bernhard and rubbed his brows. He was going to summon the ambassadors of Loen, Lundberg, and Sehgal to Masi successively, and then the parliamentarians and nobles. Fortunately, these had already been done before.

Plan accordingly, otherwise you will really be in a hurry.

Knowing that Rawls did not want to reveal his strength in front of his guards, Bernhard stepped forward and held his shoulders. There was a storm gathering in his eyes. The strong wind suddenly picked up and flew towards the palace with the two of them surrounded.



"..., Ma Xi and Loen are adjacent to each other, and the two countries have always maintained friendly relations. In the case of Fusac's undeclared war, His Majesty the King hopes that you can send a message to all countries to jointly resist Fusac's barbarism.

behavior. At the same time, we hope to strengthen cooperation between the two countries, especially in food...

"...To this end, our country is willing to provide a large amount of military supplies, and can even dispatch troops at critical moments to provide guarantee for the security of the Maxi Kingdom..."

On the throne, Rawls, who was wearing a crown, looked calmly at Loen's ambassador to Ma Xi - Lord Conrad, a man about fifty years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, tall and thin.

Men with thin lips.

Compared with Rawls, who was well prepared, the ambassador was also well prepared. He came up with such a good speech in such a short period of time, making it sound as if it was not Backlund and Fusac who were attacked.

It was not Loen who declared war, but the Kingdom of Ma Xi.

If his spirituality hadn't told him, he would have even thought Ambassador Lais was a "lawyer"!

"I understand what Mr. Ambassador means. I will send a message to all countries to accuse the Fusac Empire of its despicable behavior, and at the same time call on people all over the world to resist them..."

Who wouldn't say this kind of free nonsense... Rawls complained secretly and continued:

"As for the cooperation between the two countries in exchanging military supplies for food, we need to wait until the parliamentary discussion is over. However, with the wisdom and excellent knowledge of the members, there is a high probability that there will be no problem. Mr. Ambassador just needs to wait patiently. In addition,

I have summoned the ambassadors of Lemberg and Segal to Masik, and will try my best to persuade them to join this cooperation..."

These words made Les Conard a little anxious. They sounded very good, but over and over again, they only expressed one meaning, and that was "Sorry, I can't make the decision." With such words, he had no way of replying to the country.

.

You must know that he, the ambassador of Loen to Ma Xi, is newly appointed. The Conrad family has always had a close relationship with the royal family, so he can become the new ambassador after the marriage. As for his predecessor, he has returned to his country for promotion.

But before he could speak, he saw the young king getting up, leaving his seat, and walking over with a smile.

"I forgot to tell Mr. Ambassador a happy event."

Happy event? What other happy event can there be at this time?

Laisi didn't care about the offence, and walked up the first few steps:

"Your Majesty, regarding cooperation..."

"Hey~, don't worry, I will always pay attention to this matter." Rawls interrupted him with a smile on his face, "Mr. Ambassador, please tell His Majesty George III that Delina is pregnant."

"Okay, I will tell you something that can be cooperated with..." Lais Conard was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he spoke after a while, "What did you say? Princess Delina is pregnant.

Already?"

"That's right, isn't this a happy event, so I would like to ask Mr. Ambassador to send a telegram to Backlund as soon as possible."

Seven or eight minutes later, Lais Conard left the Wind Palace with excitement, but stopped in front of the carriage. It was indeed a good thing that Princess Delina was pregnant, but his mission was not completed!

After thinking about it, the Ambassador, who had hesitated for a while, had to get on the carriage first. Anyway, this at least means that the cooperation between the two countries has a better foundation!


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