What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

Compared with the size of the coalition forces of the eight major families, the combat effectiveness of these dozen guards was basically negligible, but Fran did not show any panic on her face. She and Catherine went straight to the front of the enemy army.

The patriarchs of the eight major families came up quickly upon seeing this, and then they bowed to Fran and said, "Lord City Lord, we are late in coming to your rescue, please forgive us."

"Oh, so you are here to rescue me." Fran said.

"Of course, we can't help that traitor!" The elder of the pig tribe immediately said righteously, and the others echoed him.

"It was just a little joke! I can sense your loyalty from afar, so I'm not on guard against you at all!" Fran said, "As the city lord, I'm very happy that you are willing to respond to my call and send troops here."

The clan leaders took a look at the Orila flag flying over the Wolf Castle, and said in unison: "Congratulations to the Lord of the City for eradicating the cancer of the Yellow Fourth Wolf. From now on, our eight clans will follow your lead!"

"Okay! In that case, let's work together to create a better future for Orila City!"

The patriarchs of the eight major families, plus Fran, all laughed in unison, and the atmosphere was filled with harmony. Those who didn't know would have thought that the new nine major families were holding an alliance ceremony here.

But Catherine clearly saw something different in Fran's eyes, just like a hunter sizing up his prey. Catherine knew very well that the death of the Yellow Fourth Wolf did not quench Fran's thirst at all.

In the eyes of the patriarchs of the eight major families, some were filled with fear, some were filled with flattery, and more were filled with greed.

Although Huang Silang was dead, the meat on his body was quite delicious. The more meat he could grab, the higher his status in the Nine Great Families would be in the future. He might even be able to take the top spot and become the new Huang Silang.

Thinking of this, the clan leaders have been secretly gearing up for action. Aurora is destined to go through a bloody storm.

Holy Rohr Empire, Emperor's bedroom.

Margaret was lying on the soft bed, enjoying the body massage from her maid smeared with essential oils, while listening to the beautiful guard reading a letter to her.

"I didn't expect that Fran could really take down Wolfburg within five days." Margaret turned over and asked the maid to rub and massage her back with her soft breasts.

"Your Majesty, I still think that Fran will be a greater threat than Christina. The Vienna Alliance will bring too many benefits to the city of Aurora. Monsters have a stronger reproductive capacity than humans. If they gain the right of passage... the consequences will be disastrous. The economy of the entire city of Vienna will be severely impacted." At this time

said Wallenstein, a beautiful blonde who was also enjoying a massage nearby.

"The large number of monsters means the large number of slaves." Margaret smiled and said, "Oulila City is too barren. Except for the mining industry, all industries are in a primitive state. Once the restrictions are lifted, products from Vienna will pour in. Where do you think those unemployed craftsmen will go? They can only be good and obedient.

Come and work as a slave here?"

"As for...ah...more focus on the action..." Margaret said: "As for your worry, if those monsters become stronger, this is not something we should worry about first. We have the saint Christina to block it for us."

"Doesn't Christina have a good relationship with Fran?" Wallenstein asked.

"No matter how good the relationship is, it's impossible to be intimate." Margaret said: "The hatred between the Shinra Church and the monsters is not so easy to resolve. Even if the saint and the city lord can reconcile, can the people below reconcile so easily? Even if Christina and Fran reach the stage of marriage!

I also have ways to incite the people of both factions to turn against each other."

"You're right!" Wallenstein suddenly realized, "When the monsters come to Vienna, they will definitely suffer discrimination and exploitation. It will be very easy to incite their hatred towards the Holy Roman Empire. As for our people, the influx of so many cheap laborers will inevitably lead to their unemployment. We can quietly exaggerate that the monsters have taken away their property.

Their work has been ruined. It will be hard for the Shinra Church and Aurora City not to be in conflict with each other."

"Hahaha, that's right! That's it!" Margaret said, "To be honest, I still admire Fran and even rely on her firearms. If it weren't for our different positions, I would still like to bring her under my command. If she is willing, I can even give her the position of queen. What a pity... Alas, I'd better wait and use it.

After we kill her, we can decide what to do with her. As for the Shinra Church, it should have been consigned to the dustbin of history long ago."

Feruman Empire.

The old emperor sat trembling on the throne, waiting for his sons' routine New Year audience and the gifts (beauties) brought back from their travels.

However, today his sons were particularly unpunctual, which made the emperor very unhappy.

No one knew how much time had passed before a blond knight suddenly pushed open the gate of the palace, and the strong midday sunlight illuminated the palace, which was full of darkness and decay.

"Child! You are finally here. Where are your brothers?" The emperor tried hard to open his eyes, but saw his eldest prince walking straight in front of him, holding a string of something in his left hand and a sword shining with faint blue in his right hand.

There is a rule in the palace that no one except the emperor is allowed to bring weapons in.

The emperor wanted to reprimand them, but suddenly he smelled a strong smell of blood, and his face was immediately filled with fear.

"Kid! What do you want to do?"

"Kill you, father!" As he said this, the big sword pierced straight into the emperor's chest.

The emperor's body fell limply, and in the last moment before death, he finally saw clearly what the prince was holding in his hand.

Heads, heads of all other royal members, each face filled with the same fear as the emperor.

The prince slowly looked into the distance and said coldly: "The Divine Court has ruled our homeland for too long. The demons, it's time to take back your homeland."

New Year, various altars on the mainland.

The altars of dwarves, orcs, elves, and even dark elves and succubi all brought down miracles, and these miracles were more powerful than the previous ones recorded.

The believers were stunned at first, and then they started to revel.

It is not uncommon for gods to perform miracles, and not every miracle involves a gift; it is more of a comfort.

But in the history of the main plane, every unprecedented miracle is accompanied by the rise of a great empire.

Thousands of years ago, the god Shiloh brought down a miracle, and since then the elves have swept across the main plane. Their strength, culture, and status are still at the top of the continent.

Seven hundred years ago, the Shinra Religion welcomed the baptism of the twelve pillar gods. The weak human beings obtained spiritual equipment that could be directly connected to the human body. The spiritual knights emerged and were invincible. The Roll Empire swept across the continent.

Five hundred years ago, the God of the Dwarves brought down a miracle, and the dwarves, who acquired a large number of mechanical skills, became extremely powerful. They dominated the Volsas Plain and made countless races their slaves. Their forging and manufacturing capabilities remain unmatched to this day.

Three hundred years ago, the orcs, who were slaves of the dwarves, received the grace of God. They gained powerful bodies, broke the shackles, overturned the machines, and finally confronted the dwarves on the plains of Volsas.

However, the rise of a force also means blood, war, and killing.

Is this a gift from the gods? Or is it a signal from the gods to urge their believers to go to war? No one knows.

Just as the clergy of the entire continent were caught up in a frenzy, no one noticed that in the dark city of Aurora, a group of gray dwarves and a goblin were nervously looking at the lump of metal in front of them.

"Start the switch!"

"Switch on!"

Then the metal lump started to move, and the gears began to rotate on their own driven by some unknown force, driving a huge wheel handle at the end to rotate.

"Success!"

"Very good!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present cheered, as if everything here far exceeded the miracle bestowed by the gods.

Although in the eyes of most people, the big guy in front of them is just an ugly piece of iron.

Krelz wiped the corners of his eyes, which were a little wet, and said, "Great, we have finally invented the steam engine mentioned in the ancestral relics!"

"Hmph! We've worked day and night, and overtime for so long, and finally succeeded! Now Fulla should obediently hand over the bounty she promised." Goronil touched her nose happily, but she didn't expect that there was still engine oil on her fingers, and two black marks instantly appeared on her face.

But no one cared about Goronil's little painted face at this time. Everyone's attention was focused on the iron lump that was constantly emitting steam.

"Check all the parts again!" Kreltz shouted.

"Steam valve, normal!"

"Cylinder, normal!"

"Piston, normal!"

"Centrifugal speed governor, normal!"

"It has been running for twenty minutes!"

"It has been running for thirty minutes!"

“It’s been running for an hour!”

The scholars continued to record the parameters on paper, and the steam engine continued to run smoothly.

Looking at the constantly rotating flywheel of the steam engine, Kreltz knew that the world would undergo earth-shaking changes because of this machine.

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Let the Dungeon Fly (End)

Next Volume: The Queen of Arms Never Sets

I stupidly found out this morning that the timer was wrong, so I just combined them and posted them together.

Chapter 86 We unite!

"From today on, the Holy Role Empire, the Shinra Church, and the City of Orila will abandon all past hatreds! We will be brothers and sisters! We will unite! We will unite! Together we will form the Vienna Alliance! From now on, the Vienna Alliance will prosper together and suffer together! Together we will create a more prosperous world!"

"This is the report of Margaret Carolingian, the Emperor of the Holy Roal Empire."

"This is the situation. The Lord of Orila City, Fran."

"This petition is from the Holy Lady of the Holy Roman Empire, the Director of the Inquisition, the Devout One of the Twelve Pillars of the Holy Roman Empire, the Commander of the Crusader Army, the Vice President of the Sisters' Order, and the Acting President of the Privy Council, Christina."

Just after the New Year, a piece of breaking news resounded throughout the Holy Roll Empire.

Margaret actually formed an alliance with the Lord of Orila City?!

joke??

The noble descendants of the Roll Empire actually allied with monsters?

There are such absurd things in the world. In comparison, people would rather believe that ogres give up eating meat (and eat vegetative people instead?), and believe that all succubi voluntarily wear chastity skirts!

Although the nobles of the Holy Roll Empire knew that Margaret was a heretic, they let it go that she openly took a concubine with a citrus scent! After all, it was just a small matter. At most, it would piss off a few old stubborn people in the court and give the people some topics to talk about after dinner or before tea.

But forming an alliance with monsters is another matter! If this had happened a hundred years ago, anyone who dared to say such a thing would have been burned at the stake.

Indeed, the dungeons that survive in the main plane now have more or less trade relations with various countries, and everyone turns a blind eye!

But some things are not a problem if you do them, but it is a sin to say them openly.

For a time, all the nobles in the Holy Roll Empire were filled with indignation. They recounted the heroic deeds of their ancestors fighting monsters and used them to criticize the so-called Vienna Alliance.

But they soon discovered another more shocking fact. Why is there a member of the Shinra Church on the list of allies? Didn't the Shinra Church, together with the Roll Empire, join the so-called "Holy Alliance" to fight against the demons? How come you, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, betrayed the revolution first?

The nobles immediately joined forces with the clergy to put pressure on Margaret and Christina.

Every day, a large number of clergymen took the trouble to come to the Golden Dome Cathedral just to persuade Christina to quit the Vienna jump. However, Christina only used a few words to make the clergymen support her.

"Lady Saint! We firmly oppose forming an alliance with monsters!"

"Lady Saint! The Twelve Pillar Gods and the Demon God are sworn enemies! Think about the first time the Demon Realm invaded!"

"Lady Saint, please do not join this ridiculous Vienna Alliance."

Christina said, "But Her Majesty Margaret said that as long as we agree to join the alliance, she is willing to completely relax the organization of the Crusaders, agree to religious taxes! And also agree to implement the Holy Roman Law in the empire."

"Lady Saint, I think Her Majesty Margaret's starting point is good. Peace is the greatest wish of the Twelve Pillar Gods."

"Yes, yes. The hatred between the two sides has lasted for so many years. It would be good for both sides to resolve it."

"Think about it this way. It was the ancestors of these monsters that attacked the main plane, not the current monsters! The current monsters are innocent!"

So, no matter what ideology, there is always business behind it.

In this way, the clergy rebelled against the nobles at an alarming speed, and expressed their support for joining the Alliance of Vienna. Not only that, they also patted their chests and promised that they would definitely pass on the saint's spirit of abandoning historical hatred and forging real peace to the believers below, so that the believers would always follow the saint.

Finally, only the cardinals assigned to various duchies were still opposing Christina. However, these cardinals ate the food of the grand dukes, wore the clothes of the grand dukes, and had long been tools for the grand dukes to maintain their fiefdoms, so Christina did not intend to gain their support.

The size of the Holy Roman Empire was the smallest among the three, so they quickly reached a consensus. For the privileges agreed by Margaret, they were willing to put aside their hatred and join the Vienna Alliance.

As for the city of Orila.

Most monsters don't really care about politics. After all, it's already very difficult to survive. As for the eight major families, Fran had just removed the biggest thorn in Orila's side, the Yellow Four Wolf. No one dared to challenge Fran's authority in the short term.

Finally, the pressure fell on Margaret.

The nobles of the Holy Roel Empire did not have the courage to accuse Christina (after all, the saint was too arrogant), but they had the courage to accuse Margaret, and they were very brave. Every day, Margaret could receive letters from all over the world, and they would curse her at every turn, saying that she was a rapist! Saying that she was seduced by a demon woman!

Quoted something like...

Of course, the letters alone were clearly not enough to stop Margaret. Even if they scolded her from morning till night, they could not scold Margaret to death.

So some young and energetic nobles stood up and proposed that everyone form an anti-Vienna alliance, and then form a coalition to attack Margaret, forcing her to abandon the alliance, and even depose this immoral queen.

If the coalition succeeds, it will be a disaster for Margaret. If one person fights against all the grand dukes in the empire, he will be exhausted to death.

Fortunately, at this time, the nobles of the Holy Roll Empire fully demonstrated their special feature - a group of scattered sand (internal unity -50%, pass rate reduced by -70%).

Before the coalition was even formed, they were already arguing over leadership, and later on, they argued over how much effort each of them should contribute. After all the arguing, several squadrons of succubi were dispatched to add to the fun after the banquet, but in the end, no consensus was reached.

The nobles all wanted others to send troops to fight while they themselves reap the benefits from the back. The so-called coalition was doomed to be impossible to form.

However, although the coalition forces were gone, the nobles found a reliable solution.

Isn't Margaret going to fight against the several grand dukes south of Vienna? Wouldn't it be better if everyone could help them and let them help defeat Margaret? This way, there would be no disputes over leadership, and people could shed blood and sweat for them.

After the decision was made, the nobles donated money, supplies, and weapons, and even came up with a slogan for them to eliminate the tyranny of the Vienna Alliance and "Holy Roll belongs to mankind", which gave them a legitimate reason to do so.