People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

But Greg's expression still did not fluctuate at all, and he just said lightly: "I understand, go down."

"Your Highness Greg, you..."

The knight was a little hesitant and worried, but when he saw the golden king ax placed next to Greg and the exquisite cloak folded on the tray on the other side, he suddenly understood and swallowed back the words he said in mid-sentence.

It seems that His Highness Greg has made a decision.

He didn't say anything more, got up and left the hall in a hurry.

Watching the knight's leaving figure, Greg, who was sitting on the throne, moved slowly, holding the golden king ax engraved with the appearance of a beast in one hand, while the other hand subconsciously reached for the luxurious gold thread. Edged cape.

But when he was about to get it, Greg suddenly stopped, slowly took his hand back, and leaned on the armrest to prop up his body.

He has indeed made a decision.

Prepare for a battle with these rebellious people.

A mere disabled demigod, a mere rebellious sinner, a mere ancient dragon who was defeated by my father...

I am the Golden King, how can I be afraid of this rabble?

Suddenly, Greg's body was filled with high-spirited fighting spirit.

He didn't pay any attention to Marlenia, Reinhardt and the like.

He is the child of the Golden King Godwin, how can he be afraid of these nameless rats!

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Stonewell City Atrium.

After the city gate and half of the city wall disappeared in Reinhard's blow, the Rotten Knight and the Homeless Knight filed in, pouring into Stonewell City like a dragon returning to the sea, and fought with the garrison in the city.

They are not good at siege, but whether they are the Rotten Knights or the Homeless Knights who once belonged to the Storm King, they are particularly good at fighting.

Marlenia, who appeared at an unknown time, also followed Reinhardt's footsteps to the depths of Stonewell City.

As if deliberately opening a path for them, the corrupt knights and the lost knights forced Greg's men to fight on both sides of the road, clearing the way for them to go to the palace deep in Stonewell City.

Even if one or two appear in front of them, they will be killed immediately by the Holy Tree Army.

Even the war eagles guarding here and the Sons of Omen with their horns cut off are unable to resist the powerful army of holy trees.

The originally impregnable Stonewell City has become shaky at this moment, and can even be said to be transparent from left to right, turning from an impregnable fortress into a sea-view house.

When you go out and turn right, you can see Nimgofu. If you turn left, you can see the endless sea and enjoy the turbulent waves.

"...Apprentice, are you okay? Why don't I, my master, help you deal with that coward Greg." Se Lian followed the footsteps and said to him worriedly.

"No problem, teacher, you don't know about magic power. As long as the sun doesn't burn out, my magic power will not be exhausted."

"You know that's not what my teacher said."

Hearing Se Lian's words, Reinhardt stopped in his tracks and smiled nonchalantly: "It's no problem, I can still last a long time."

Se Lian looked at him deeply and said nothing.

However, the riddles of their master and apprentice also made Marlenia a little curious, but the conversation was too abstract and she had no idea what they were talking about.

What a strange pair of master and apprentice.

125. Greg, are you convinced?Do you know you are wrong? (4.5K)

Deep in Stonewell City, Reinhardt and others finally found the little bastard Greg.

At this time, Greg had not yet had his limbs grafted, and his appearance was quite handsome and tall. He was roughly similar to Godwin back then, and he also had beautiful blond hair.

It's just that compared to Godwin's heroic spirit, Greg Xi is a bit more frail, and he looks like a good material for women's clothing.

Similarly, the golden battle ax looked quite out of place in Greg's hands.

That ax symbolizes the ancestor of the golden clan——

The power of Godfrey, the "original King of Elden".

But in Greg's hands it became slightly comical.

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Reinhardt, Se Lian and Lance Sanks looked at Greg with slightly strange and disgusting eyes.

For a moment, they didn't know what words to use to describe it.

In short, it is——

Your men are fighting with the Holy Tree Army outside, but you little bastard is here arranging flowers and enjoying the scenery? !

Even if you're not fighting on the front line, you still have to command and boost morale on the front line, right?

What's the point of staying in your back garden and looking at the scenery?

How about I make you a little song to listen to?

If Godwin knew about it, he would probably be so angry that he would get up from the roots of the golden tree and come over to beat this little bastard, right?

It's really embarrassing for Godwin.

"....Hey, a rebellious person who just rebelled against the king dared to break into the royal court."

Their arrival also caught Greg's attention. He slowly turned around with the golden battle ax in his hand, boom!With a loud sound, the ax hit the bluestone floor.

The slightly scorching breeze slowly blew by, lifting his long hair and brushing against his delicate face.

Greg's eyes slowly swept over the people who came, showing a bit of disdain.

They are just a group of people who want to sell their products.

The one he feared the most was Lance Sanks, but since his father could subdue Versanks back then, how could he, who inherited the blood of Godwin, not be able to subdue this female dragon!

Thinking of this, Greg's momentum became a little stronger.

"I am the golden king. Now that you have seen the king, why don't you worship me!"

Boom!With a sound, the bluestone bricks under Greg's feet were smashed to pieces by the battle ax in his hand. His appearance was also quite imposing, indeed he looked down upon the power of the king in the world.

But everyone looked at me and I looked at you. No one had any intention of responding to Greg's intention. They even looked at him as if they were looking at a clown.

Golden King?

Apart from yourself, who else is there to admit it?

What's more, everyone present has a lower background than Greg.

Not to mention Lance Sanks and Reinhardt, who can be regarded as Greg's elders. Even Reinhardt's teacher Se Lian is a minister, but it is not Greg's turn to take care of it.

I won’t kneel down to Greg.

Serian has only knelt down to two people in her life, one was Master Lusette, and the other was [Full Moon Queen] Lenara.

What qualifications does Greg have to make her kneel down?

Not to mention Malenia, she was completely too lazy to pay attention to this guy's crazy talk. She took a slight step forward and put the golden holy blade on her prosthetic hand to one side and said to Reinhardt:

"...Knight Reinhardt, although I don't know what your purpose is, I would like to thank you for your help this time. Leave the rest to me."

She planned to educate this brat who knew nothing about heaven and earth with her own hands.

"Wait a moment."

Just when Marlenia was about to take action, Reinhard stopped her, and Marlenia looked at him in confusion.

"I feel that it is inappropriate for you, Your Highness Marlenia, to do this."

"Why?"

"It's very simple. According to seniority, you are Greg's aunt. Although it is okay for an aunt to educate her nephew, if you, as a god, take action in such a situation, it would be a bit bullying."

Marlenia thought what he said was interesting, so she put away the blade and asked, "So, what should we do?"

"Of course it's up to me to take action. I once promised His Highness Godwin to help take care of his child Greg after he passes away, and now is the time."

Reinhardt said these words calmly, but it made Marlenia's expression change slightly.

"Godwin...."

As for the former eldest prince Godwin, it is hard to say what their relationship was, but her brother Michaela was very attached to Godwin, so the relationship between her and Godwin was not that bad.

But what surprised her was that Godwin had already known that he was going to die, and had even arranged his funeral arrangements.

Obviously, Godwin didn't talk to them about any of these topics when he came to Stonewell City last time.

They just chatted quietly with Michaela for a few words, and then Michaela took them back to the Holy Tree, that's all.

However, since it was Brother Godwin's last wish during his lifetime, she naturally had to give him some respect.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you...Knight Reinhardt, thank you for your efforts."

Marlenia bowed her head deeply to show respect.

However, before Reinhard could speak, Greg, who was treated coldly over there, was already angered by their behavior.

"Damn rebels, how dare you ignore me. In this case, I will sentence you to death! I will execute it myself!"

"...Ancestors, please bear witness!!!"

Greg raised the battle ax in his hand high, and the surface of the golden king ax shone under the light of the golden tree, as if responding to his words.

Immediately, Greg rushed over with a strong step, raising the ax in his hand and preparing to chop them to death together.

Feeling the faint pressure of the wind, Reinhard swallowed back what he was about to say and said instead: "Oh, look... the uncles and aunts here haven't finished talking yet, and the younger ones have already I can’t sit still.”

boom -

The ground trembled slightly, and a sudden roar swept through the entire Stonewell City.

Outside the royal court, the Holy Tree Army was processing their trophies and piling the corpses in one place to prepare for burning.

In this siege, they could be said to have achieved a complete victory and gained a lot.

When they first entered the city, except for those who stubbornly resisted, most of the soldiers were already captured.

They were not butchers or executioners, so they naturally spared the lives of these people, tied up the soldiers, and threw them into the hut and Ma Gaoli for detention.

But just as the loot was being counted and supplies were being carried out, the loud noises and weak tremors coming from the royal court deep in the city attracted everyone's attention.

And this sound was not just one, but sounded many times, but the intensity of each sound seemed to be somewhat different.

Veteran O'Neill stopped what he was doing, glanced solemnly at the passage leading to the royal court, picked up the battle flag beside him without any hesitation and walked towards the passage.

"What are you going to do, O'Neill?"