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Chapter 1555 Chapter 189. The Holy Council
It can only be said that even the Golden Family will one day fall into obscurity.

The Montamblelock family was once so glorious that their ancestors were even cursed by the Demon Lord. But in this generation, they are either lunatics or cowards. And as the lunatics killed all their bloodlines, even the hope of rising again has become slim.

Humanity only lost a golden family, but the Demon Lord lost a pleasure and a drop of blood!
"Stand up and don't lose face! Think about the glory of the Montablelock family!"

“Glory…”

Girardi's lips trembled.

He was lucky enough to have the wisdom, strength, foresight and courage to become a lord.

Annan's eyes fell on the sand table. Looking at the huge gap between the enemy and us, he actually felt that the Empire might not be a match for the coalition of ratmen and demons.

Simple arithmetic: the Thirteen Ratmen Clans correspond to the Thirteen Supreme Kings, the McKeon Ratmen correspond to the Taturn Empire, but now there is an additional demon.

Although Middle-earth is the second largest territory of mankind after Wilhelm, other forces are on the sidelines, with an attitude of "even if the sky falls, the empire will hold it up."

Annan was unhappy seeing this. How could he rebuild the glory of Middle-earth with this bunch of insects!

"Don't worry. The Empire is called 'barbarians'. In addition to their style of doing things, it also represents their great strength... The Empire must have some hidden cards that we don't know about."

"hope so."

The four imperial guards, the mage corps and the conscripted soldiers are only half of the empire's apparent strength. The hidden strength is not taken into account, such as the ancestors.

In the turbulent years without gods, our ancestors are like insurmountable mountains.

"It seems that the empire did not call up the coalition forces this time?" Annan asked belatedly.

"We can't do it the same as last time. We might as well let them guard Middle-earth. At least they won't be a drag."

Annan thought it made sense. He even suspected that the last coalition was just a test. As a result, each force was in such a weak state. The empire thought that there was no need to form a coalition to launch an expedition, so it was better to do it on its own.

"Look at the bright side. The ratmen may collapse at the first blow and the battle will be over soon." Grand Duke Girardi forced a smile.

Olmedo glanced at him calmly and said, "A qualified military strategist would not make boastful statements before a war."

Girardi's timidity had worn away the last vestiges of her goodwill.

Annan ignored them and looked at the huge sand table.

This time it's no joke...the war is about to begin.

Lord Franco and Grand Duke Girardi did not go back, but stayed temporarily in the city lord's palace to discuss how to deal with the upcoming war.

Annan returned to the tree in the other world, coaxed the princess to sleep and began to meditate.

During meditation, a long-lost feeling of falling emerged...

The Holy Temple Council opened as expected and unexpectedly.

……

The magnificent temple appeared before my eyes, followed by a noisy chatter like that of a market.

Annan immediately noticed that his seat had changed again. The crowded scene in front of him was gone - only two rows of seats were left.

This means that in terms of potential alone, he is already among the top 100 lords in the world of Allen.

In fact, Annan thinks it can be higher... Unfortunately, the weight of business in the Sacred Eye does not seem to be high.

Otherwise, with the savings bank and commercial street this year, I could at least move forward a bit.

Compared to the previous times when he couldn't even recognize the people and was just joining in the fun, at least this time Annan could recognize some forces, as well as the thirteen royal chairs placed in the center of the parliament.

There was still one vacant seat. On a throne inlaid with brilliant gemstones reflecting the seven colors, a silhouette with a face shrouded in mist sat.

The King of Gems, the Great Empire of Ogager, also known as the Or Empire.

In terms of hatred, he might even be higher than Stunn Rat.

After all, the number of people from Free City killed by the Stuhn Ratmen was definitely no more than two.

When Annan was observing the Emperor of the Or Empire, many people looked at him. Compared to the little lord who was still unknown last time, Annan, who had made a lot of noise in the past two years, was already recognized by many people. "Annan Reeves, can you contact Ms. Fortune?" An impolite voice came from the side.

Annan withdrew his gaze and looked at the lord in the third row who was hiding his head and face.

He didn't answer, but asked: "Who are you?"

"Verne, the Skeleton Lord." The man raised his head, looking as if he was coming to meet the emperor.

"Oh~"

Annan was suddenly aware of it, then looked confused: "I don't know him."

This pure, innocent and unpretentious expression is extremely lethal, and the fog on the face of "Skeleton Man" Jules Verne seems to be dissipating.

"You ignorant boy, you don't even know the Skeleton Lord!"

"I know all the really important people, such as the Thirteen Supreme Kings and the leaders of various races. Why don't I know you? Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"

The surrounding forces exchanged glances.

As expected, it was just as rumored, a replica of the Barbarians...

"As expected, this little guy is a headache for the Supreme King~"

A magnetic and hoarse voice sounded behind him. Annan turned around and saw a noble lady wearing a sequined black dress, who seemed to have just finished a banquet.

Annan nodded to Khamis VI, who was looking at him resentfully from several rows away, and said gentlemanly, "Beautiful lady, who are you?"

"Lord of the Dark Territory, you can call me Li Ji."

"It's nice to meet you, Ms. Lizzie."

"You look only fifteen years old, what a cute little brother~"

Annan and Li Ji were having a pleasant conversation when they were interrupted by an angry shout.

"You don't know her either!" shouted "Skeleton Man".

“I certainly don’t know everyone, but some people feel like I’ve known them for a long time the moment I meet them.”

The Lord of the Dark Territory covered his mouth and chuckled, and the surrounding forces exchanged glances again.

As expected, just as the rumors said, the classic warlock...

The bell suddenly rang, bringing silence to the chaotic situation in the Holy Council.

Annan looked away. Everyone was present, and the parliament officially began.

Everyone knows why this sacred council was convened.

Sure enough, on the hideous throne of bones, the blurred-looking Skeleton King spoke: "In the name of the Emperor and the throne of bones, the Blade of Taturn is tired of listening to the gnawing of rats..."

Hmm... the young emperor of the empire was lazy and read the contents of the extermination order again.

After reading for three minutes, the Emperor of the Empire said his first sentence: "The Empire will completely exterminate the McKeon ratman among the thirteen clans of ratmen."

The Holy Council was silent.

Seeing the silence, Annan was about to shout "The Tatoun Empire is here, there will be sunny days! The Tatoun Empire is here, there will be peace in the North!", when a sharp scream was heard.

"You're dreaming... Human stuff... The Saints will completely bury... your empire!"

"Damn rat man, how dare you come to the parliament!"

"Kill it!"

Amidst the chaos, the Holy Council came to an end.

At the end, Li Ji from the Dark Territory made a gesture to Annan to keep in touch.

(End of this chapter)