This winter, Dresden is a turbulent autumn.

On the night when the eldest grand duke Ticrek died, the new grand duke Carlos ascended the throne. This made the officials of all sizes in the nobles' houses busy. No one could tell whether the funeral should be performed at this time or the celebration. In the end, the Secretary of State Xilai made the decision and decided to hold a three-day celebration first to show the fact that the new grand dukes of the Holy Alliance countries had ascended the throne, and then hold a funeral for another month to memorialize the Grand Duke Ticrek.

However, the major events of these nobles were not important to the ordinary people of Dresden. What impacted their hearts even more was the great purge on the night of the death of the Grand Duke. This city had not had a massacre of this scale in decades. Although the army and security police began to cleanse the entire city the next day, the faint smell of blood never continued.

This is a cold and sad season for the citizens of Dresden.

When the officials of the Aristocratic House were very busy, Roger sent a quick horse to send back the news. He was about to marry Adeer within a week as soon as he returned to Dresden. The officials of the Aristocratic House completely collapsed.

The wedding of the Great Magician of the Palace Court and Princess Adele, the sister of Grand Duke Carlos, was definitely not a trivial matter. However, time was so rushed, many tedious etiquettes had to be cancelled, and there was no time for the envoys of various countries to invite the wedding. But Carlos still tried every possible way to make the wedding grand and glorious. He understood that his power was entirely relied on Roger's support.

There is a small, single-family house in the southeast corner of Dresden.

The courtyard was not eye-catching on the surface, and there were no people entering and leaving. When the night was low, a carriage without any marks quietly stopped at the door. A maid came down and knocked on the door rhythmically. The door opened silently, allowing the carriage to enter the yard.

A very handsome middle-aged man walked out of the room, with his short beards on his lips neatly tidy, and his every move showed a full smell of a playboy. He rushed to the carriage and hugged the noble lady who was getting out of the carriage in his arms.

"My angel! You finally come. Why is it so late today? Don't you know how waiting is so anxious? If I wait for one more minute, I will have a white hair on my head!"

The noble lady laughed and said softly: "Dear Earl Clark, you have never had a white hair on your head! Alas, the time to prepare for the wedding is too short. I tried clothes and jewelry for the whole day today, and I was so tired. But am I still rushing to see you?"

A cloud flashed across Clark's face and said angrily: "You rejected my proposal more than ten times, but agreed to marry that pig-like magician. Do you really like him? Or is it just because he is a magician? Are you going to marry a magician? Tell me, if this is true, I am willing to learn magic and then come back to challenge him! Adeer! You are my angel, how can I tolerate handing you over to others?"

Adeer raised his index finger on his lips and said softly: "Dear Clark, don't be so loud! There are many people around him who have the ability, so we can't be too arrogant."

Clark blushed and shouted, "Are I afraid of him? Although he is a magician and has a few hundred elf guards, our Clark family is one of the three major families of the Layton Kingdom. My uncle is one of the three marshals of the Layton Kingdom, and there are 15,000 troops with the right to mobilize! Do he dare to touch me? Do he dare to be an enemy of the Layton Kingdom... Um!"

Seeing that he was screaming louder and louder, Adeer hurriedly kissed his mouth. As they kissed, their breathing became heavy. Clark picked up Adeer and hurried into the room.

Everything that happened under the night sky was like a small wave, which soon disappeared into the surging sea.

Shortly after Rogue returned to Dresden, his wedding with Adele was held as scheduled.

The main nobles of the Principality of Alay were present, but compared to the importance of the wedding itself, the wedding could be said to be too simple. Due to the short time of preparation for the wedding, no country of the Holy Alliance had time to send congratulatory envoys, and only a few envoys who participated in the throne ceremony of Carlos and the funeral ceremony of Grand Duke Ticrek, and the envoys who had not had time to return to the country attended the wedding.

According to Roger's original intention, he just wanted to establish a marriage bond with Adeer. The scale of the wedding was not important. When the wedding was held, there was no celebration in Dresden, and many citizens did not even know that their great magician had married Princess Adeer.

Another wedding held on the same day attracted the attention of almost the entire continent.

When the first line of sunshine shines on the brilliant golden roof of St. Peter's Basilica, loud chants sounded in the church.

Three thousand honorary knights gathered from all directions and formed neat formations on the square in front of the church. The bright red carpet directly assisted from the center of the square to the entrance of the church.

The envoys from more than ten countries arrived at the square under the guidance of etiquette officials. They all dressed in their own dresses and gathered together to form a bright river of colors, adding a lot of warmth to this solemn winter.

At exactly ten o'clock in the morning, a snow-white carriage, escorted by ninety-nine knights, came to St. Peter's Basilica. The Grand Duke of Bavaria, dressed in golden armor, walked off the carriage.

The carriage stretched out a slender hand wearing white gloves, and the grandfather gently held the jade hand, and Catherine, in the snow-white long skirt, also walked out of the carriage.

The chants in the sky reached its climax, and the entire body of St. Peter's Cathedral emitted a faint holy light. The heavy oak door of the church opened, and ten archbishops in the red lined up to greet the unusual couple.

The Grand Duke of Bavaria, wearing golden armor, walked slowly into the church with Catherine's hand under the guidance of ten cardinal archbishops.

The Pope put on his robes and stood in front of the icons holding the sacred scriptures, greeting the newcomers.

Catherine looked extremely noble today. She was like an ivory statue, her whole body seemed to be emitting a soft light. Her eyes were flowing, like a light gait coming from the waves, like an angel descending on earth. Even the pope's faint eyes opened slightly and nodded with praise.

Next to the Pope, Augustus, wearing ceremonial armor, stood. The Blood Angel completely restrained the murderous aura and bloody smell on his body today, and stood quietly, as if he was integrated with the entire church. If he had not carefully observed, he would not have noticed that this person who was shocking the continent was standing there.

The Grand Duke and Catherine came to the Pope and stood still, waiting for the Pope's blessing.

The Pope opened the sacred scripture with his trembling hands, and the old voice finally rang out: "Reinhart William, in the name of the Supreme God, would you marry this woman beside you and give her happiness?"

The great prince smiled heroically: "I do it! I am willing to use the thousand-year dynasty and thousands of miles of land as the most beautiful Miss Catherine Rochelleo!"

Augustus, who was hidden in the darkness, had a slightly jump in his eyebrows.

"Then" the Pope turned over another page of the sacred texts, "Catherine Rochelleo, are you willing to marry the man around you and promise to be unswerving for life?"

"I do! I, Catherine Rochelio, will not only be his best wife, but also a solid pillar of the Millennium Lionheart Dynasty! When my husband goes to war, I will not only prepare a warm home for him, but also take care of the conquered territory for him."

This time, even the Pope was moved. The old Pope looked at Catherine carefully from behind the thick crystal glasses. She stood there calmly and looked at the Pope calmly. The reserved arrogance and holiness made the Pope feel brighter.

The Pope looked at Augustus and captured a smile on the corner of the latter's mouth.

After pondering for a moment, the Pope stretched out a dry hand.

The Grand Duke and Catherine held their hands together and reached forward. The Pope's dry hands gently tapped the hands they held together. The entire St. Peter's Basilica suddenly seemed to have life. Every heartbeat of the Pope would bring a heavy response from the church. Slowly, even the entire square and even Lille began to tremble with the Pope's heartbeat!

All the knights in the square showed a look of awe. The citizens of Lille, no matter what they were doing, put down their work, stood up respectfully, and prayed devoutly in the direction of St. Peter's Cathedral.

At this moment, everyone has the same heartbeat.

The pope's vigorous voice sounded: "In the name of the Lord, the grace of the Lord! The Lord said that the name of the Lion Heart will be passed down for thousands of years."

A huge holy pillar of light soared into the sky in St. Peter's Cathedral, and countless angels shining with light were flying around the pillar of light.

Those who saw this scene, whether he was a knight, an envoy, an ordinary citizen, and a humble servant, all knelt down.

All life is equally humble in the presence of the Supreme God.

After the blessing ceremony, the Pope's face seemed to grow older. He closed the sacred scriptures and returned to his dizzy eyes. He slowly said, "My children, bless you! May you spread the gospel of the Lord to every corner of the continent."

The Grand Duke of Bavaria and Catherine slowly stepped out of the cathedral surrounded by holy light.

At this moment, there are three thousand honorary knights on one side of the square, and on the other side are envoys from various countries to watch the ceremony. Each country's envoy has 100 to 500 knights from their own country. This time, the envoys from various countries brought the most elite knights in their own country, and the number of knights represents the military strength of each country.

The Grand Duke looked over, and although he had already been familiar with the countries he came to and how many knights he had come to. But at this moment he still couldn't help but the blood in his heart boiled! It seemed that a tragic battlefield composed of fire and blood appeared in front of him. It didn't take long before these knights would crush all obstacles on the way forward in the direction pointed by his sword!

This wedding was also a declaration of military and political alliances among the countries. Today, six countries formed a Lionheart Alliance in Lille, the capital of the Principality of Bavaria, forming a war machine with a population of 20 million and 120,000 troops.

Under the gaze of countless eyes in the square, Old Reinhardt drew out his long sword with a choke, and pointed the tip of the sword straight to the sky!

Everyone was waiting with breath, waiting for his sword to fall, waiting for Reinhardt's sword to point out the alliance's first goal.

Reinhardt's long sword slowly fell down and pointed far southeast. In that direction, the capital of the Rhine Alliance was located. Crossing the Rhine City, there were more than ten countries of varying sizes. To the southeast, there were the coastal empire Frank Empire. The south of the Frank Empire was an endless ocean of storm. On the other side of the storm ocean, there was an unknown continent.

A hundred years ago, the largest jihadist legion of the Church of Light set out from the Frank Empire and expeditioned to the mysterious foreign continent, trying to spread the gospel of the Supreme God to the edge of the world. But after going to sea, there was no news.

With a loud choking, thousands of knights in the square drew their swords and unshelfed them. Thousands of knights pointed to the southeast along with the sword of the Grand Duke.

When newcomers are full of energy, they are always when old people are frustrated.

There is a courtyard behind the Grand Duke's Mansion. Because Reinhardt's wedding today, all the maids and servants were preparing for the wedding, and the courtyard seemed very deserted.

There is an elegant two-story building in the courtyard. The lawn in front of the building and the garden behind the building are all written by masters, with pools, rocks, and trees arranged in an orderly manner and unique manner.

It was inconsistent with the festive atmosphere in Lille, and a low sob was heard in a room on the second floor.

A middle-aged lady was sitting in front of the dressing table and crying constantly. Although time had already carved traces on her face, she still couldn't hide her noble temperament. Her charm still remained very touching, and I guess she must have been a moving beauty when she was young.

The lady held a portrait in her arms, sobbing and stroking the face on the portrait. The person in the painting was the dead Orpheic Roque!

There was also a maid in the room who also accompanied her to cry. Her occasional persuasion of the noble lady would only make her cry even more sad.

"Madam, don't be sad... The Grand Duke is the lord of a country, maybe he can't help it..."

"I can't help but?" the lady suddenly shouted: "I won't blame him for finding a new woman, nor for him for holding such a grand wedding for the little fox. But why did he not tell me how Orphee died, and why he always refused to say it! For more than twenty years, we have only one son, how outstanding he is! But who can tell me why he died so silently that he can't even see the body!"

The maid knew her duty very well, and she didn't dare to interfere with such topics.

The lady calmed down and said, "Catherine is known as the most beautiful woman in the capital. I heard that she is not only beautiful, but also has great tricks. Have you heard of any rumors among the servants?"

The maid hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Everyone is secretly telling that the new princess has never had feelings for anyone since she was a child. She... She seems to have no feelings at all, and she is like a machine, fair and rigorous, and has no human feelings to say. Madam, these words were passed on by the servants of Marshal Rochelio. I will tell you how I hear them."

The lady nodded and said coldly: "It's not that she has no feelings, but she is too rational and arrogant. No one in the Rhine Alliance can make her look at, and it's worthy of her emotion. Even Reinhardt would not be taken seriously by her if she hadn't been fighting for hegemony because of miracles. After Philey and Catherine came, there would be no place in the Grand Duke's Mansion. Although I lost Orphe, I lost the meaning of life and didn't care about anything. But I was a royal family of the Austro-Hungarian Empire after all, and I wanted to maintain the dignity of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, so I would never be angry with these second-rate noble women. Do you want to go back to the Austro-Hungarian Empire with me?"

The maid said, "Madam, wherever you go, Philee will follow you."

The lady nodded, wiped away her tears, and said, "Very good. You find someone to inform the Austro-Hungarian Empire of Earl Berhan who came to watch the ceremony and ask him to arrange it. I will set off to go back to Austro-Hungarian Empire tonight! I don't want to stay in this place for a day! Go and do it!"

Philey exited the room.

The lady meditated for a while, expanded a few pages of letters, picked up a quill, and rows of smooth and beautiful characters flowed out at the tip of the pen:

“Dear Reinhardt:

Please forgive me for leaving you at this time and leaving the Principality of Bavaria.

I think you can understand me and understand me.

After our dearest Orphe left me, my whole world had collapsed. He was so important to me, he was our entire meaning and pride! Now, seeing everything about the Grand Duke Mansion, I will think of him, as if he just left yesterday. My broken heart could no longer bear this pain, so I had to choose to leave and choose to end our reunion for more than 20 years...

Please forgive me, and betray our oath to never leave us..."

A tear fell down and wet the letter paper. The lady hurriedly folded the letter paper and placed it in a corner of the dressing table.

She took the portrait of Orpheic, stared at it, and said softly: "My child, mom can't protect you, but mom won't let you die so unknown. Mom is also the royal family of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Child, mom will definitely find the person who killed you..."

As the war in the south became increasingly dense, Rogge of the north began to feel the severity of the situation.

There are more and more adventurers in Dresden, and almost all inns of all sizes are filled with them. Every night, all the taverns are noisy all night long.

Originally, Dresden had a curfew system, but after adventurers continued to pour in, Roger canceled it. He hoped that adventurers could consume more energy from drinking and fighting all night long. But he soon found that he underestimated the temptation of elves. The groups of adventurers pouring in were already out of control, and nearly a thousand people reported by the Legal Affairs Office alone.

Roger believed that in half a month, the number of adventurers pouring into the Principal of Are will exceed the number of the Snow Bear Knights. At that time, perhaps with just a small fuse, these lawless adventurers will turn the entire Dresden over as well.

The Legal Affairs Office counts only adventurers who have public identities. Large groups of slave hunters and thieves generally choose to sneak in secret or enter the principality in disguise.

In the past month, merchants seem to have suddenly become interested in the Principality of Ale. Almost every few days, a large caravan will enter the Principality of Ale. Naturally, the true identities of these caravans cannot be hidden from Roger. They are either mercenaries or secret slave organizations.

On the one hand, the fat man secretly monitored the movements of all the large caravans, and on the other hand, he seized all the time to arm his "Dark Side of the Moon". The newly transported 40,000 poison arrows made him feel much more at ease, but the fat man still felt insufficient, so he specially transferred a batch of poisons to apply poison to the swords of all the elves of the "Dark Side of the Moon" on them.

As the number of adventurers increased, the little manpower in the Legal Affairs Department soon became insufficient. Finally, some adventurers couldn't help but start to take action.
To be continued...