Extraordinary Noble

Colin had just walked out of Magician Raul's magic hut when he saw his chief squire, Michael, moved towards him with a serious face.

"Your Excellency the Deputy Head. Your Excellency the Head of the Head, please come to the Conference Hall." Michael said solemnly.

"What happened?" Colin asked with a frown, feeling a little off.

"A group of people came from Kent City. It seems that there was a major event there. Not only you, but the head of the group also sent someone to invite Count Larter." Michael shook the head, he also Not sure what happened, but instinct felt bad.

Colin frowned even more, even the mascot City Lord count came. What happened in Kent City?

The Evil Gods have invaded the entire world, Will City has been affected, and Kent City will surely fight. If Kent City is defended, Will City will also be in danger, and there is only one way to escape.

Damn it.

But don't let the city of Kent be captured by Evil God.

Colin didn't say a word and hurried to the main building. Not long after, he came to the Conference Hall, and the two footmen outside the door opened the door for him.

Entering the Conference Hall, Colin saw three unexpected people. George 8, Old Hamm, Detective John. As well as Knight Nilbert, the head of the Knight regiment, and City Lord Count Larter.

Colin, though startled, kept his composure. He first looked at the faces of Knight Nilbert and Count Larter, and found that Knight Nilbert was relatively calm, but Count Larter was obviously flustered.

Colin's heart sank, but he stepped forward and bowed slightly to Knight Nilbert and Count Larter, then stood in front of George 8, bowed and said, "Mr. George, why are you here in Will City? ?"

"You know each other?" Knight Nilbert was about to introduce himself when he saw a surprised look.

Colin moved towards Knight Nilbert nod.

"Colin. The city of Kent is destroyed, and I brought them to defect to you." George VIII laughed bitterly, thinking of the war that night, still having lingering fears.

"Is it occupied by Evil God?" Colin blue's eyes shrank, sucked in a cold breath. Are you really going to escape? No wonder Count Larter's face was so ugly.

"No. The two sides did have a war, but in the end the Marquis didn't hold the city, and Evil God didn't take the city. Kent city was destroyed by a red dragon named Rottweiler, who ransacked everything in the city Wealth." George VIII shook the head, said in a dreamy tone.

This is obviously a battle between Evil God and Vangh nobles. Who knows the outcome?

Colin hesitated for a long time before speaking in an uncertain tone: "You mean. Evil God's followers fought a war with the Marquis, but was won by a red dragon?"

This is incredible. The otherworldly version of when the sandpiper and the clam fight each other, it's the fisherman who benefits?

"Yes." George VIII was pretty sure nodded.

Colin extend the hand scratched his head, speechless. In his heart, he was more relaxed. Although it was said that there was no Marquis who defended the city of Kent to inspire people, but Evil God did not succeed, the result was not bad.

He quickly remembered something important. lifts the head to ask George 8 seriously: "The marquis is he still alive? What about the hereditary Knights? What about the powerhouses among the followers of Evil God?"

"I don't know, we ran away. But I It is estimated that the entire army should have been wiped out." George 8th Shook the head, said in an uncertain tone.

"I guess it's all over. The red dragon is first replenished with dragon breath, a wide range of Thunder Element magic, and finally dives to melee. She will kill everyone and loot all equipment, gold coin."

John regained his ease, two shallow dimples appeared on his handsome and charming face, shrugged said.

Colin gets it all, Marquis Kent is over, Evil God Legion is over. Marquis Kent collar, no master.

Although not the worst,

but also not the best. Because most of the other cities similar to Will City were occupied by Evil God believers.

Among the huge marquis, the city controlled by the Vangh nobles, only Will City is left.

As the saying goes, without reinforcements, a lonely city.

A moment of silence followed, and everyone took their seats. The huge pressure made Count Larter, a romantic aristocrat, sweat a lot.

"Gentlemen, what should we do now?" Count Larter swallowed, took a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his face, and lost his usual demeanor.

Marquis Kent is the ruler of the entire marquis, and hereditary Knights are the vassals of the marquis and the pillars of the territory.

Count Larter is Will City City Lord appointed by Marquis Kent and is a direct descendant of Marquis Kent. Marquis Kent and hereditary Knights all died in Kent City, and the Empire faced the invasion of Evil God again. He, the City Lord, became no one to rely on.

Colin, Knight Nilbert, George VIII, and John are different. They are all imperial nobles, and they are not deeply involved with Marquis Kent.

In the past, Count Larter could rely on the identity of City Lord and have a certain position in Will City, and could be a mascot. It's different now....

Now Knight Nilbert and Colin are one word worth nine sacred tripods in the whole Will City.

Even in times of such imperial turmoil, old dynasties perish and new dynasties are born. According to Colin Russell's current reputation in Will City, he may not be able to take the opportunity to become independent and become Lord of Will in the future.

Count Larter is political and has a lot of ideas.

Colin doesn't think so. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Your Excellency, what do you say?" Colin was also inexperienced, so he had to look up towards Knight Nilbert.

"The Marquis and his hereditary Knights died in Kent City, surrounded by cities occupied by the Evil God, adventurers born of ambition, thieves. None of us can be trusted, we can only support ourselves The past."

Knight Nilbert put his hands on the conference table and said solemnly: "First. Those who escaped from Kent City, such as Mr. George VIII, you can fold them up. Among them, Knight, just To be recruited to become a Knight of the Will City Knight group. For example, you Knight John, are you okay with that?"

He lifted the head looked towards the handsome and charming Mr. Detective, with a serious tone.

"No opinion." John shrugged, said casually.

"Second. Let the attendants continue to undergo rigorous training and grow up as soon as possible."

"Third. Let Raul develop corpses, mutants that can use werewolves as soon as possible. The corpses of living creatures, to make magic potions. Even to replace the materials of magic ceremony."

"This is an ongoing war, and we may even need ten or even fifty years to carry it on. Last until the empire is victorious or destroyed. We must continuously cultivate extraordinary Knights in order to defend Will City."

As Knight Nilbert's voice fell, everyone present was nodded. The old Hamm stood up and bowed to Nibert: "I am a Potion Master, and I am willing to cooperate with Mr. Magician Raul to develop a magic potion using existing materials."

On that day The battle against plagues and werewolves also spread Magician Raul's fame to Kent City.

Old Hamm all three knew him.

"Thank you." Knight Nilbert stood up earnestly, and bowed to old Hamm.