Imperial Crown.

Chapter 447: How did he fall like this?

Chapter 465: How did he fall like this?

Outside, the sounds of fierce weapons clashing and shouting were heard constantly, and the smell of blood blew into the hall with the wind.

But except for Hu Xia who was looking outside nervously, everyone at the table was extremely calm, as if the noise of killing outside was just an insignificant performance at the table.

Comos wielded the knife and fork in a very aristocratic manner, cutting the meat on the plate into small pieces, picking them up with the fork and putting them into his mouth to chew, and washing them down with fine wine.

But the forceful swallowing still revealed his inner uncertainty.

He had never doubted the strength of his guards, but Pingeld's sudden appearance made him feel irritated - this was obviously his castle, but Raven's men sneaked in quietly.

This was too bad for him as he liked to control everything.

But he still has full confidence.

No matter how the people Raven sent arrived, since they did not cause a large-scale alarm, it means that their number would not be large.

After all, Sword Castle is Comos's home ground. In order to capture Raven safely, he deployed his trusted elite troops there, who have a complete advantage both in terms of individual combat power and numbers.

really.

With a loud bang, Pingeld drew a parabola and crashed into the house.

"You have no moral principles and you're trying to launch a sneak attack, you bastard!? You're just like your master!" Pingerde stood up cursing and strode out dragging his bloody hammer.

As soon as he went out, a short iron stick came towards him.

Ping'erde was prepared and dodged by lowering his head.

The short stick followed Pinard, swinging continuously; Pinard dodged left and right with clumsy movements, but he was able to dodge every attack, and even had the ability to turn around in the gap:

"Hey, bro, did you use up all your energy on your wife last night? Hit the target!"

"Oh! I see. Is it because your wife is particularly ugly that you like to do it from behind? But even from behind, your hands are too soft."

Bashak, the owner of the short stick, was one of Comos' personal guards. He was already very angry that he had not been able to defeat a gray dwarf after a long battle. Coupled with Pinger's foul mouth, he suddenly became furious. He did not care whether there were many people around him or not. His fighting spirit surged and turned into layers of flames that rushed into the short stick.

The enchanted patterns on the iron-clad short stick were lit up one by one, and the fighting spirit was transformed into a lava-like texture. The stick suddenly grew longer and turned into a lava stick more than 2 meters long, which swept across violently.

"Ouch!" Pinger took a step back, and the lava stick swept across his eyebrows, lighting his eyebrows.

Pinard slapped the flames with his hands:
"You are so perverted. You can stand up so long in front of a gray dwarf like me!?"

"Shut up!" Basak yelled angrily, and slapped the end of the stick with his right hand. The tip of the stick jumped and pressed down, smashing towards Pingerd on the head.

This attack was fast and sudden, with great force and power. Pingeld had no time to speak and raised his hammer to block.

With a clang, the hammer was broken in mid-air. Ping Erde was knocked back several steps by the remaining force. "Damn it. If I had known earlier, I would have pestered Sohei to hit me with it personally."

"Go to hell and regret it!" Basak almost roared this sentence from his throat, rushed forward, swung the lava stick into a circle, and smashed it down!

boom.

The long stick stopped in mid-air and was firmly grasped by Ping'erde's hands. Looking closely, Ping'erde's hands were covered with a layer of dark golden fighting spirit.

"What is this?" Basak was stunned. He had never seen fighting spirit of this color before, and the strength of this gray dwarf was beyond his expectations.

But he had no time to think about it on the battlefield, his fighting spirit suddenly erupted, and a blazing white flame bloomed on the long stick.

If I can't kill you by smashing you, I'll burn you to death!
"Ah——!!!!" Ping'er shouted loudly and exerted force with both hands. Under his short and thick ten fingers, the surface of the lava stick suddenly shattered like a sugar shell. Flames and magical light spurted out from the cracks, blocking the flow of Basak's flame fighting spirit and making the noisy flames calm down a little.

Bashak was stunned: "This...what are you trying to do!?"

Although the enchanted short staff in his hand was not made by a famous craftsman, it was a genuine first-level enchanted weapon. It was made of the finest "flint stone". Not to mention a human, even if an earth bear stepped on it, it would not be in any danger.

Now, it was twisted out of shape by a gray dwarf! ?

“Hehehe!” The gray dwarf’s dark face flushed red, but he said, “Do you think I’m an ordinary gray dwarf? You are totally wrong!”

"I, Ping Erde, am the one favored by the Lord of the Forge!"

"Today I will let you see the power of fused fighting spirit!"

Basak's first reaction was that the Lord of the Furnace must be blind to have such a foul-mouthed God-favored One.

But the effect of forging fighting spirit was clearly revealed in front of him.

The dark golden fighting spirit flowed from Pingerde's palm into the lava stick, turning the dark red magma into wheat-like gold, and then turned into iron slurry and flowed out!
In Ping'er's hand, the long stick broke into three pieces.

Two pieces remained in Pinard's hands, and the remaining piece fell to the ground, splashing sparks.

Ping'erde grabbed the two pieces of long sticks in his hands and rubbed them hard. Under the effect of the molten fighting spirit, the two pieces of metal were rubbed into a sharp cone like mud.

Then Pinger used his legs to lunge hard and stabbed the cone head into Bashak's throat!

With a thud, Basak was unable to dodge and fell to the ground.

Under the effect of the molten fighting spirit wrapped on the sharp blade of the spike, the originally solid armor was softened, the spike pierced into the throat, and blood spurted out.

Basak struggled desperately, kicking his hands and feet on the ground, but in the end he could not break free from the suppression of the gray dwarf and died.

"Huh..." Ping Erde stood up, and the first thing he did was to take off his gauntlets and shake them vigorously:

“It’s so hot, so hot!”

Molten Dou Qi is not a kind of Dou Qi used for fighting. Its greatest effect is to soften and combine metals when casting equipment. Although the principle is difficult to explain, it does not involve changes in temperature.

As for how he could withstand the heat of the lava stick——

Rely on endurance.

At this time, the battle was nearing its end.

After all, the Eagle Army has more combat experience, and the space at the entrance of the hall is limited, so the numerical advantage of the Sword Fort guards cannot be reflected.

The first batch of Sword Fort guards who rushed up had been basically eliminated, and the ground was littered with corpses and blood. The Eagle Army guarded the passages on both sides, and no matter how many guards came later, they could not rush up for a while.

Ping Erde wiped the blood off his face and walked into the house, bowing respectfully:
"My lord, it's solved!"

"Hey, you really planned far ahead and let us ride the Wind King to sneak in at night. Otherwise, this bastard's plan might really succeed."

King of Wind? At night?
Comos was surprised.

Sword Castle had not been in war for a long time and was huge in scale, so it was normal for it to have one or two unmanned towers. It was not difficult for the highly maneuverable Wind King to fly low at night and send people in.

But after figuring this out, Comos was even more shocked - the number of people transported in this way was destined to be small, and thirty or forty people was already the limit.

Just these thirty or forty people were able to withstand the fierce attack of his personal guards and clear the site! ? What kind of monsters are Raven's men! ?
The shock faded a little, and Comos knew that the situation was hopeless. He put down his knife and fork, and said in a very aristocratic manner:

"Raven, you win this one."

"Tell me what price you want me to pay before you are willing to forgive me—"

Before he could finish his words, Pinard walked up to him, grabbed his hair and dragged him to the ground.

"What are you doing!?" Comos was horrified: "Raven, control your men!"

He really didn't react.

As a noble, the battles he faced were all fought after both parties agreed on a time and place and made sufficient preparations. He had never seen this kind of low-level bar fight.

"You should watch your mouth!" Pinard slapped him, leaving a red and swollen slap mark on Comos' face.
"Who dares to shout at our Lord Earl?"

The physical pain was secondary, and Comos suffered even more mentally:
"Let me go, you lowly short mule!"

"Even my dad never hit me!"

Pa, another slap came up: "Then Dad will beat you today, what's the matter?"

"You want to fight again? What?!"

clap clap clap...

After more than a dozen slaps in a row, Comos's face was almost swollen like a pig's head.

He secretly hated it in his heart. If the magic sealing array hadn't worked, with his own 4th level strength, how could he be pinned to the ground by such a guy! ?

The hateful eyes were fixed on Pingerde's face. He wanted to remember this face. If he could survive, he would cut him into pieces with his own hands!

"Oh, you still don't accept it." Ping Erde sneered, grabbed the bottle on the table and took a big gulp, then knocked it on the table, holding the half bottle to draw shadows on Ping Erde's face: "It's not good to be swollen like this, let me bleed you to reduce the swelling?"

Comos shuddered, spitting out bloody broken teeth, looked at Raven, and said vaguely: "Earl Raven, Lord Raven, we are all nobles, you can't do this to me!" Raven acted as if he didn't hear him.

“Don’t, don’t—” Looking at the broken pieces of the wine bottle getting closer and closer to his cheek, Comos shouted, “I surrender, I surrender!”

"Make him stop now, Lord Raven, I will agree to anything!"

Raven then slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Alas, as we age, we lose energy and concentration. Lord Comos, how did you fall like this?"

Did I fall?

Comos almost cursed out loud.

"Yeah, by the way, if I heard correctly." Raven turned around, revealing his white teeth in his red mouth: "You just said that you agree to everything?"

Comos suddenly shuddered.

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Chapter 466 You Don’t Deserve It
Gold coins: 221 pieces.

Food, 9772.55 pounds.

Full body plate armor, 1476 sets; chain mail shirts, 2133 sets; enchanted crossbow arrows, 23.77.

227 boxes of first-level magic crystals, 105 boxes of second-level magic crystals, and 41 boxes of third-level magic crystals.

另有一阶附魔武器19件，二阶附魔武器8件；1阶附魔铠甲13套，2阶附魔铠甲3套，3阶附魔铠甲一套——也是柯莫斯的传家宝。

These are the prices Comos paid this time.

Nearly 20 days had passed since the banquet ended and Comos was beaten into a pig's head.

Over the past 20 days, watching the carriages depart from Sword Castle and drive out of the suspension bridge, Comos' heart was bleeding, and it hurt more than being slapped in the face.

This is the wealth accumulated by the Broadus family over hundreds of years!
Now they were all sent to the Eagle Army in vain, and set off with the long team, while his army could only stare at the side and do nothing.

Who made him be controlled by Raven now?

Comos felt so regretful in his heart. If there was a regret pill available in the world, he would definitely take as much as he could and go back to the time before he invited Raven.

Why did he have to plot against Raven for no reason? Wouldn't it be better for him to just wait for himself to die?! ?

Now, because of his little trick, all the accumulation of the family for hundreds of years has been taken away!
Dong Dong Dong, the sound of footsteps.

The door opened and Pinard walked in.

Comos's eyes went dark - not because he saw Pinard's coal-like skin.

It was because he discovered that Pingerde was wearing a set of exquisite armor with magical light flowing through it, and the long sword-shaped pattern on his chest was extremely eye-catching.

This is none other than his inherited Level 3 enchanted armor “Blade and Loyal Soul”!
The enchantments on it can make this set of armor fully adapt to the wearer's body shape.

Raven took it, whether he kept it for himself or gave it to his nobles, but why would he give it to a lowly gray dwarf? ?
Ping Erde knocked on the surface of the armor: "This armor is really good!"

"Look, do I look like your father now?"

"You--" Comos was so angry that he almost vomited blood. If he wasn't wearing the magic-sealing steel shackles on his hands, he would kill Pinger no matter what the cost!

Even so, he couldn't control his anger. He grabbed the vase at hand and threw it at Ping'erde, but Ping'erde dodged it nimbly.

"Count Comos, why are you so angry?" Raven came in pushing a wheelchair. "This vase is worth at least a few gold coins."

The corner of Comos' mouth twitched: "What are you doing here...?"

"We are leaving soon. As a guest, of course we have to say goodbye to our host." Raven said, "Earl Comos is so hospitable, why don't you come and see him off?"

It seemed like an inquiry, but in fact, Comos knew that he had no capital to refuse.

He walked forward, pushed Raven's wheelchair, and finally blurted out the question that had been suppressed for a long time:

"Have you already made up your mind? You came here this time just to take a fancy to our Broadus family's assets?"

"You are related to the Queslan family by marriage, and you stand on the side of the new nobles. The reason you always have 50,000 troops is so that you can always plot against the Eagle Territory." Raven replied casually:
"You and I both know that the most taboo in politics is to take sides, but now that you have taken sides, you can no longer waver. Under such circumstances, you still invited me. How could I not be a little more careful?"

"You don't have to come!" Komos didn't believe Raven's words: "Your body is already weak enough, and Sword Castle is my home ground. If there is any accident, you will probably die here."

"But you came anyway."

"Not only did he bring Lux with him, but he also sent his men to sneak into the Sword Castle in advance. Isn't it just to paralyze me and actively stimulate me to take action, so that he can use his power to threaten me?"

Raven shook his head and chuckled.

At this time, several people had arrived at the high platform on the top of the Sword Castle, where Raven's mount Xiaobai and another Wind King were on standby.

As the cold wind blew, Comos heard the sound of dense footsteps behind him. He knew that it was his guards catching up with him, which gave him more courage:
"Isn't that right? You have the courage to do it but not the courage to admit it?"

Raven breathed in the fresh air and stretched himself. "If I really want to touch you, I have ten thousand ways to do it."

"Whether you believe it or not, my original intention was just to have a good talk with you. It would be best if we could make a deal to make Eagle Territory more stable."

"I arranged for Ping Erde and the others to come here just in case. If you hadn't been the first to take action with such dirty thoughts, I wouldn't have done anything to you."

"I'm not crazy."

Comos's face turned red instantly.

If Raven had been plotting against him long ago, then it was only natural that he lost. At least he wouldn't feel so aggrieved.

Raven was a famous general who destroyed a country in one battle. It is not shameful to lose to Raven in strategy.

But the current situation is that Comos had prepared a careful plan, but it was easily cracked by Raven, as if it was just an insignificant prank.

This was totally unacceptable to Comos!
"Raven!" Comos shouted at the top of his lungs, "You can't underestimate your opponent like this!"

"Opponent?" Raven was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed Xiaobai's reins and turned around to ask:

"Indeed, if it were an opponent, I would have probably joined the game myself."

"But you are not worthy of me putting myself in danger."

After saying that, he rode on Xiaobai's back with the help of Ping'erde.

Pingeld also rode on another Wind King.

With the sound of flapping wings, the two wind kings flew high one after the other and disappeared into the sky.

Comos was left staring blankly at the sky. Even though the guards had unlocked his handcuffs, he still stood there frozen, with only one thought in his mind:
"I... am not worthy to be your... opponent?!"

"I am not worthy to be your opponent!?"

The thought turned into sound and burst out from his throat, and Comos kicked the wheelchair left by Raven into the abyss.

"Sir, there is no need to do this!" The butler stepped forward and advised: "Raven led his troops away this time, but our army is still here."

"We can turn back now and head straight for the Eagle Territory!"

"Since Raven dared to humiliate you like this, then any revenge you take is justified!"

With a snap, Comos slapped the butler in the face: "Shut up! Do you think I'm a despicable person with no bottom line? "

Send troops?

Not to mention whether he would gain the support of the high-ranking nobles by doing so.

Even if they can, what can they use to send troops?
There is no military pay, no food, and the next big problem is how to feed his 5 troops!

Without three to five years, there will be no ability to start a war!

the other side.

Raven rode on Xiaobai and took four days to finally catch up with the Eagle Army which had already set out with the goods.

After passing through the winding mountain road, the silver-white light fades away, and what comes into view is an endless green grassland!

Cartier Province, here we are.

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(End of this chapter)