After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

The high-ranking officials of the Dark Court were all shrewd men, so they naturally knew what Feilin was talking about. However, at this time, Feilin was using the irrefutable trend to pressure others, so of course they had no way to object.

Just as the archbishops were thinking about their own things, Feilin looked around and said in a deep voice: "The place where the envoy of God was killed is within the direct jurisdiction of the Promes family of the Holy Esen Empire. They are not unrelated."

"I order the Knights Templar to enter the Holy Essen Empire armed forces for investigation starting today."

"If His Majesty Evans resists and refuses to cooperate, it means that his faith is not sincere."

"I think everyone knows how to deal with ungodly people."

After seeing off the bishops, Feilin came to the window alone, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, thoughtful.

As the Day of Annihilation approaches, everyone has to take sides.

She has already stood with Roland, and there is no turning back.

Volume 259: The Hero's Road: Chapter : What if We Win?

"How could this be?"

Evans muttered to himself, his eyes a little dazed.

"Military Advisor, what should we do?"

After being in a daze in the small study for half an hour, Evans finally came to his senses and called General Landry to discuss countermeasures.

He knew very well that he was really in trouble this time.

Not long ago, the new Pope of the Dark Court ordered to enter the empire.

The reason was to investigate the murder of God's messenger.

Roland and his men ambushed the envoy of God very quickly, and the battle was over when the floating city of the demigod-level strong man flew over.

In addition, Roland and his men were well disguised, so no one recognized their identities. The demigods only saw a few giant dragons wreaking havoc from afar.

The messenger of God was ambushed and killed by an unknown master in the territory of the Holy Essen Empire.

Refuse to investigate?

Of course not. Refusing to investigate will only confirm the guilt.

"Military Advisor, you know me well. I don't have such thoughts at all."

Even if you have the idea, do you have the ability to do it?

Landry silently despised Evans in his heart, but he comforted him: "Your Majesty, there is no need to panic. Since it is not our fault, let them investigate."

Evans was anxious. He couldn't believe that these words came out of the military advisor's mouth.

How could the Dark Court be investigating? They were clearly preparing to frame him.

Investigations into matters like this would most likely produce no results, but the murder of God’s messenger had to be closed, and ultimately a scapegoat had to be found to take the blame.

A small shrimp cannot bear this huge pot. Someone with status, position and strength must come.

No one is more suitable than the Emperor of the Empire.

The Lisenberg Empire sided with Roland, the Fran Empire had a deep foundation, and the most suitable one was the fragmented Holy Essen Empire.

When the emperor of the Holy Essen Empire was attacked, the princes not only did not care, they even gloated over the misfortune.

The only unlucky ones are the Promes family, what does it have to do with them?

Many people still don't understand this simple truth: when the lips are gone, the teeth will grow cold.

Seeing Evans' anxious look, Landry smiled and said, "I know what your majesty is worried about. Are you afraid that the Dark Court will frame you in the name of investigation?"

"Yes, do you think they will do that?"

"meeting."

Landry succinctly poured a bucket of cold water on Evans.

Evans' face instantly fell, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I knew it! I will never allow them to come to my country and do whatever they want!"

"Can your majesty stop it?"

Landry continued to pour cold water on the issue.

Evans' aggressive expression instantly wilted.

Yeah, can you stop it?

Whether something can be accomplished never depends on willingness, but on strength.

The Dark Court is a behemoth with a profound foundation and many powerful people, but if Evans were to face them alone, he still had the courage to resist. Unfortunately, the Dark Court would not fight alone.

Hundreds of thousands of troops from the Gracia Empire have entered the empire, and their cooperation with the Dark Court is seamless.

The current Pope, Philin, even served as a military commander when Roland was a viscount. No one would believe that they had no collusion.

Evans called out his enemy's name harshly.

"Felin, Roland!"

"Your Majesty, we can't fight alone. Fortunately, I have gained a lot from my return home this time. My friends are quite powerful in my hometown, and they are also very curious about Tiamat. If your Majesty is interested..."

Faced with Landry's temptation, Evans suddenly became alert.

Being nice to someone when there is no reason for it is not necessarily a good thing.

Of course he was willing to trust Landry, but what about the master from his hometown?

It has always been easier to invite gods than to send them away. The fact that these unruly strong men can defeat the Dark Court means that they are more terrifying than the Dark Court.

In order to drive away the hungry wolf, a tiger is attracted. How should we face the tiger after the hungry wolf leaves?

Landry had mentioned before that although he agreed at the time, he felt something was wrong afterwards, so he made excuses to delay again and again.

Looking at Landry's narrowed eyes, Evans knew he couldn't delay it this time.

Evans's entanglement and hesitation were completely seen by Landry.

He narrowed his eyes to hide his disdain, but inwardly he was secretly delighted by the assist sent by the Dark Court.

To open the plane channel, the amount of manpower and material resources consumed is astronomical.

Without the full support of the Emperor, it would have been impossible to accomplish.

The choice of location for the channel is a big problem.

He didn't have to worry about Evans not agreeing.

If only the Gracians attacked, the worst outcome would be surrender. If you admit defeat at the negotiation table, you might be able to keep part of the family's territory.

It wouldn't be a big problem if the Dark Court came here for other reasons.

But if they want to shift the blame for the murder of God's messenger, there will be big problems.

The crime of murdering a messenger of God was enough to lead to the extermination of the Promes family.

This was a life-and-death struggle, and Evans had no way out.

Just as he expected, after a painful struggle, Evans sighed to the sky, collapsed on the throne like a defeated rooster, and murmured weakly:

"Military Advisor, for the sake of our relationship as king and subject, please save me. This matter is of great importance, please take care of it."

Landry's originally somewhat disdainful expression slowly disappeared.

Obviously, although Evans didn't know where his "hometown" was, he could guess that it was not a good place.

Although he was forced to do so, Evans still chose to trust him.

Landry had a serious expression, crossed his arms over his chest, bit his lip, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, rest assured. I believe your family will be safe."

Evans' confused eyes had a glimmer of light, and he slowly asked, "Where is the military advisor's hometown?"

"The abyss of the depths."

The name made Evans' eyelids flutter and his breathing quicken.

The demons were appeased, the undead were hiding like rats, and the main enemy of the gods of order was only the abyss.

He vaguely guessed the result, but he still felt a little choked when the answer was revealed.

After a long silence, he sighed and said slowly: "Can humans be transformed into followers of the abyss?"

Landry didn't answer.

Although he didn't answer, Evans already knew the answer.

Yes, but he is not eligible.

Perhaps because he felt that this answer was too cruel, or because he didn't want to cause any more trouble, Landry gently reminded:

"All the demon lords are powerful warriors who are good at killing. Only Miss Witch is different. She comes from the plane of Tiamat. Maybe you will have an unexpected gain."

"Miss Witch doesn't like the Court of Light and is very interested in long-handled weapons. You might as well cater to her interests."

After saying this, Landry bowed and left.

Looking at his back, Evans' eyes showed a little more expectation.

A witch from Tiamat?

I wonder which strong person fell into the abyss to be called a witch.

Anyway, prepare the gifts first.

Interested in polearms?

Evans' eyes lit up, and he knew what gift to give. Although the family treasure was precious, it was nothing compared to the entire family.

...

The Free City of Gracia.

As soon as Roland came back, he was grabbed away by Melanie who came rushing over.

Melanice took Roland to a small room, pointed at Egilina, who was huddled in the corner with lifeless eyes, and pursed her lips.

"You should think of a solution. She has been in this state for a long time."

Roland was shocked when he saw Egilina's distracted eyes. Without asking about the cause and effect, he quickly went up to her and cast a spell to help her calm down.

"I'm fine, Roland."

"You're still okay even after all this? Don't be so stubborn!"

"I'm really fine." Egilina slowly stood up from her curled up state and said faintly.

Melanie closed the door from outside and handed the place over to them.

"Roland, if, I mean if, the day comes when there is no hope..."

Roland: "No problem, I can provide quality service and let you enjoy the pleasure of a woman before the end of the world."

Sending an urgent call to ask him to come back just to say such nonsense? Roland was speechless and simply made fun of Egilina.

"you!"

Egilina knew that Roland did it on purpose, but she was still very angry and slapped him hard.

Roland did not dodge or evade, allowing Egelina to attack.

The soft palm fell lightly on the cheek, and the slapping action turned into a caress when it touched the cheek.

"Why not hide?"

"I offended you, and I deserve to be punished. Why am I hiding?"

Roland smiled and said calmly, "What is coming cannot be avoided. Tell me, what terrible future scene did you see?"

It goes without saying that he must have seen a terrible future in divination, which is why he is so distraught.

Such is the misery of the astrologer.

If I don’t do divination, I will feel uncomfortable all over; if I do divination, I will feel even worse if the result is bad.

Although Roland was the second-best astrologer, he never did divination.

The future is in our hands, why spend all day fortune telling?

Of course, even if he wanted to tell fortunes, it would be difficult to get any results.

If you want to peek into the direction of the river of destiny, you must first have a clear anchor point.