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The war is still burning in the North.

The Delaware Empire had surrendered, but Roger did not dare to relax at all. On his original marching route, millions of resentful souls were wandering. Not only were the cities that were slaughtered, but all villages and towns within a 50-kilometer radius around the army were also destroyed. The seeds of hatred have been sown, and a hundred years is not enough to calm down.

Roger's army suffered heavy casualties, and now there are less than 60,000 people. In a sense, every soldier staying in Delaware is surrounded by more than one hundred enemies.

Roger was very depressed, just like the clouds covered with clouds above Tiffany. His mind was no longer on this land where the war was not extinguished.

The brave Principal of Seckley not only ignored his request for surrender, but instead sent troops and took advantage of the opportunity to surround the city of Silde, which had weak defense. Although the city of Silde was terrible and the old general who defended the city was good at defense, Roger did not think that the three thousand defenders in the city could block the attack of the 20,000 troops. However, what if Silde was lost? In Roger's eyes, this was just the last unwilling struggle of the enemy who was doomed to fail. In the face of the absolute gap in strength, it was not enough to have courage alone.

He was preparing to teach the Principality of Secret along the way on his way back to the empire. At this moment, Pompei was fighting on the eastern front. Although he had won many battles, his progress was limited, which was completely incomparable to the brilliant achievements of Roger's advance and conquering the enemy capital in one fell swoop.

This is the role of the strong.

After gathering unprecedented strong men, Roger's army can know all the movements of the enemy, easily open gaps in the strongest city defense, and break through any strong formation. The strong men themselves are not enough to influence the situation of the battle, but they can greatly amplify the combat effectiveness of the army in their own right. Even if a holy land does not take the enemy's life, relying solely on reconnaissance of the enemy's movements, it is likely that a even battle will become a complete victory for one side.

And in the hearts of those noble kings, is the existence of these powerful people a disaster or a blessing? Roger thought about this question and felt a little moved.

Early this morning, all the Delaware royal families quietly left Tiffany under the escort of the Imperial Army and embarked on the road to the Empire. The former emperor was forty-five years old, tall, thin, white, gentle and gentle, which naturally made people feel close. Although the queen beside him had traces of time, they were still elegant and beautiful. They calmly got on the carriage, and seemed not to take the danger of the future to heart. The three princes and four princesses also had royal styles, not quarrels or make trouble. However, more than ten imperial concubines and many royal relatives cried and were unwilling to board the carriage. However, in front of the soldiers' swords, they had to get on the carriage one by one with their hastily packed up their belongings.

The leading officer had quietly asked Rogge several times to kill all these people halfway. Rogge had hesitated, but in the end he refused the temptation to eliminate the roots.

"For this matter... let the emperor have a headache." Roger thought to himself.

Roger's heart had already flown back to Richelieu. The religious war in the north had entered a state of intense heat, because Mora and all the mages were busy following the goddess to attack the Delaware Empire. As a result, the believers of the Eye of Wisdom lacked sufficient support, and almost all the churches established in the Aslofik Empire were destroyed. Even the Eye of Wisdom's Grand Temple in Dresden was attacked.

As for the unyielding Principality of Secret, this credit will be given to Pompei for the time being. Roger thought, religious wars were more important.

But no matter how anxious the fat man was, it would take several days to make the occupied Tiffany initially stable. There were too many things to worry about and have a headache.

When the Floating City flew north, except for the two dragons, there were only three kings of the Death World and Feng Yue who had woken up. The other strong men and Mora remained in Tiffany. Roger figured out what Odairech meant to let these strong men stay and help him. However, since they were strong men, most of them had some quirks.

For example, Winner, who is among the top ten magicians as a great alchemist, has a very hot temper these days. He condescends and surrenders, but he has not become a floating city, nor can he sit with the lich in the alien plane. Therefore, he locks himself in a laboratory on the tower every day, claiming that he will not go anywhere except the floating city and Tiffany. Since he can't go to the floating city, it's good to stay and repair his beloved Tiffany.

Roger had no choice but to take him. It was already a great thing that Winner was willing to surrender, so he could not force him to force him to stay here alone. Therefore, Roger asked the Death God Clan to stay in Tiffany and instructed him to secretly monitor Winner. However, seeing that the Death God Clan smiled whenever he had time, and took out the thin sword and looked at him hard, Roger was really unable to rest assured. The Death God Clan's thin sword was indeed a good thing, constantly changing, and the alternating yellow and light blue lights represent the negative effects of slowness and aging. However, Roger had seen many magic weapons of this level, and he really didn't understand why the Death God Clan was so obsessed with it.

Roger asked, but the Death Class just smiled and gave him a contemptuous look, which meant that you lacked knowledge and it would be useless to tell you.

Androni was wandering around Tiffany every day. Every time Roger sensed her, he found that she was moving at high speed, as if looking for something.

As for Seus, he had been staying with Froya, drinking tea, and tasting magic medicines as fruits, so he should be as leisurely as possible. Roger repeatedly asked the old fox for his future actions, but he only got one sentence every time: "As long as you follow the guidance of the goddess's glory, you will naturally be protected by God."

The pious tone and sacred attitude of Sius when he said this could deceive the vast majority of people in the world, but Roger was firmly unbelievable. Sius was an elf, but since Audreh appeared, he never mentioned Hilo. The piousness of faith can be seen from this.

In addition, the two old guys also gave him a headache. Robertsky wanted to be the lord of Tiffany, while Ett wanted to lead the troops, making noise in his ears every few days. Roger finally decided to bring the two to the imperial capital first, and Tiffany was stationed by Wallace. As for Ett's request for leading the troops, he would slowly find a way in the future.

This magic swordsman's personal strength is enough. Level 11 fighting spirit and level 6 magic power are enough to fight against warriors with level 13 fighting spirit without falling behind. However, if Et only cultivated the fighting spirit, he should have level 14 fighting spirit now.

However, the level of personal strength is actually nothing to do with leading the army. The entire Southeast Front is full of crises, and the complexity and danger are completely different from when he led the Dragon and Beauty Mercenaries to fight. Roger did not want to meet again just now, and this brother of that year died in the battlefield.

These days, no matter where Rogge goes, he will take Mei by his side and do not imprison her fighting spirit. Mei is as conscientious as ever, doing her job as an adjutant. But she is very clear that once she reveals her consciousness of resistance or escape, Rogge's instantly dead magic will immediately fall on her head. And after her death, the real hell will be revealed.

Finally, Roger, who was very busy, handled Tiffany's affairs well and the army of ten thousand was ready to set off at any time.

Roger stood on the main building of the palace. Apart from the magic tower of Winner, this is the tallest building in Tiffany, which is enough to overlook the entire imperial capital. It seems that the former emperor is also a man of great confidence. Although he is not very famous, he can lead a small empire to compete with the Aslofik Empire for so many years and can definitely be regarded as a promising emperor.

Late at night, everything is silent.

During the day, Tiffany was already in order, but the prosperity of the night could not be restored day and night. The lights were endless, and the bustling taverns and brothels were obviously depressed. Except for the mercenaries or adventurers who came to dig gold, there were almost no locals. The streets and alleys were even more empty, and there were only the sound of horse hooves that the Imperial cavalry occasionally passed by.

The blue moon has passed the sky, and the night fog covers Tiffany in the cold night. Looking at the extreme, the lights of thousands of families are radiating into yellow or white halos in the mist, bringing a lot of warmth to the cold night.

Mei has already gone to rest. Since that time, her performance has been absolutely obedient and seems to have accepted her fate.

Roger exhaled and watched the misty white mist dissipate in the night sky. He could not take a break until now. He suddenly felt that he was busy now, as if he was busy for other people's affairs, but he had never understood the things around him. Eight years have passed since he first met Rodriguez.

He looked north, which was the direction of the disappearance of the floating city. In the flying castle, there was also the Fengyue that he was most concerned about.

Taverns have always been a good place for sleepless people. Although the grand occasion is far less than before, Tiffany's largest "Bear and Cow" tavern is still very lively. Although it is almost full, guests still push the door in from time to time. Adventurers, travelers and mercenaries do not care about the flag of the family being planted on the city wall.

However, the atmosphere in the tavern is abnormally solemn.

The tavern was originally a place where all kinds of people gathered, and people from other races were not uncommon. However, it was the first time that an underground dwarf appeared in this tavern. Various fine wines filled the tables in front of the underground dwarf. He had to stand on a chair to get the wine pots. The underground dwarf was wrapped in a tattered black robe. Although he was small, he had a large alcohol tolerance. He had drunk several pots of different spirits in a short time, but he was still not drunk at all.

What surprised the knowledgeable people was that the person who accompanied the underground dwarf was an unprecedented beautiful woman! She had the arrogance that perfectly matched her beauty, and just tasted the wine glass by glass, and looked at everyone in the tavern.

There are many capable mercenaries or adventurers who drink in the tavern. They have long seen that this beautiful woman, which is beyond the imagination of the world, has very weak combat power. Such a woman came to this tavern alone and was simply a lamb into the wolf's nest! Could it be that she was counting on the underground dwarf to protect her?

But the woman had a strange majesty, so that in the crowded tavern, no one was willing to sit within a few meters around her. Not only that, those fierce warriors could not even keep their eyes on her. As long as the beautiful figure came into view, an invisible force would quietly come, and they subconsciously looked elsewhere.

Finally, the woman raised her head and swept across the hall with indifferent eyes. Her eyes were clearly invisible, but the strongest guys suddenly felt that this beautiful woman, who seemed weak and helpless, was looking at the people in the tavern with a picky look at the food of an old diner, making them turn around and look away.

But their eyes would still turn back involuntarily, not looking at the unparalleled beautiful woman, but at the strange spear inserted beside her. The gun seemed to be carved from a whole piece of crystal, nearly transparent, with a silver color like clouds and smoke flowing inside the gun. Everyone who saw it seemed to hear the war gun shouting and roaring angrily!

"Artifact?" A beautiful and dangerous word quietly arose in everyone's hearts.

Ha! The underground dwarf poured a large glass of strong mint wine in a blink of an eye and exhaled with great satisfaction.

"Master Wina, wine is such a good thing! It turns out that after having a physical feeling, the world is so beautiful!" The underground dwarf sighed and said. It cannot communicate with the owner using mental fluctuations, so it can only be said. However, no one can understand the words of the underground dwarf because it speaks the dragon language.

Every wine in Vina just licked a little bit on her tongue. After savoring it carefully, she threw the whole pot of wine aside. She didn't comment on the feelings of the underground dwarf.

Perhaps because she drank a little more alcohol, the underground dwarf was a little more courageous than before, and it felt a little wronged: "Master Wina, why did Master Fengyue suddenly leave? She actually threw down the loyal Gregory, and would rather take those three guys from the world of death and the Silver Dragon who only knows how to fight!"

Wina seemed to be thinking about something, and after a long time he replied, "Your Master Fengyue has made up his mind to be her goddess. Gregory, can you hear it whenever he calls Fengyue?"

Gregory immediately nodded and said, "Yes! Master's Lord... Oh no, he is used to calling me by the way when calling Master Fengyue. In fact, even if he does not summon me, I can still know the existence of the soul contract with Master Fengyue."

Gregory was used to calling his master's master, but since his master had one more, every time he called Roger the master's master, he would bring him a repair. However, the habits were difficult to change, and Gregory still often spoke and said nothing.

Wina pondered for a moment and said, "Gregory, when he calls Fengyue in the future, you must tell me immediately!"

Gregory just reached halfway through a big cup of Ten Years' Brandy. He was startled and immediately said, "Master Weina, you..."

It must be asked clearly. The underground dwarf does not want to get involved in the war between the two masters.

"When he calls Feng Yue again in the future, I will go for her." Weina said lightly.

"You...you go?"

Wina smiled slightly and said, "Yes! And it's available on call."

The underground dwarf thought hard for a moment and showed a sudden enlightenment. However, it immediately remembered something and said, "But every time the Master Fengyue appears, he travels through space. You are still very weak now, as if... it seems that you can't do this. Look, should you replenish some strength here first?"

Wina looked around, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "They have too little strength and look dirty, so I have no interest."

The two big ears of the underground dwarf moved slightly, and immediately put this extremely important sentence into his ears. Gregory suddenly felt that the ragged shadow robe on his body looked more and more cute. Although it was a little worn, it would not attract the attention of Master Vina. However, the underground dwarf had a long-term vision and was determined to eliminate future troubles forever.

"Master Wina, that woman named Androni chases you every day, her strength is sufficient and pure, why don't you..."

Wina stared at the underground dwarf, and her sharp gaze almost freeze him! She was actually worried about Androni's constant entanglement, and she was a little urge to swallow her in one bite. But after all, she could only think about it, but this underground dwarf was still constantly provoking her already weak defense line.

Wine is indeed a good thing. It can amplify the real desires in people's hearts without limit.

A cold-faced swordsman stood up with a smell of alcohol, asked gloomyly: "Little girl, where did you steal your gun?"

In the tavern, everyone looked at the shining light of the swordsman's body, and then looked at Vina, who had no power, and they all waited, wanting to see what would happen.

Wina gently tapped her finger on the table, and a strong wind suddenly emerged from the swordsman's back, roaring at the vital points of his waist. The swordsman was shocked, thinking that someone was attacking behind him, and instinctively jumped up! However, a steel table knife appeared on the swordsman's head at some point. After he rushed down with all his strength, he immediately sank into his forehead.

Looking at the swordsman who fell in front of Vina, there was a silence in the tavern. Vina smiled coldly and reached out to carry the Dragon Soul Battle Gun.

"Master Wina!" The underground dwarf shouted inappropriately. "He...he seems to be summoning Master Fengyue again."

A strong wind suddenly blew in the tavern! Wina waved her hand and summoned the demon lotus and left in the air.

After the calm and quiet, the underground dwarf suddenly found that he was left alone by his master among a group of ferocious men.

As soon as Vina left, the pressure that suppressed the people in the tavern disappeared immediately. People's minds turned clear and their greed for the Dragon Soul Battle Gun was immediately reborn. They slowly surrounded the lonely and weak underground dwarf, ready to capture it, and see if they could ask something.

Gregory was stunned.

The next moment, there is only one thing in people’s consciousness, that is fear!

The surging dragon power instantly flooded everything in the tavern! In front of this natural dragon power originating from the sacred dragon, all the people who were completely unprepared were knocked to the ground by fear, and even the power to move their bodies was lost!

The underground dwarf drew out his short sword, howled and jumped around, and stabbed several swords on several murderers who were particularly disliked, and then he left.

It muttered as it walked: "Hmph! Never underestimate an underground dwarf who can speak dragon language..."
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