I'm such an old god, so sorry

"Didn't you say that it is absolutely safe? Dutton... how is Dutton?"

"Calm down, Lord Alric."

Sharoy said with a stern face: "We are no less surprised than you. The node in the western suburbs is the most secretive and guarded one, unless your son who hid there runs out without permission. , Otherwise I can’t figure out anyone who can paralyze the node without our awareness."

"impossible!"

Allik categorically rejected: "The kid Dutton is naughty, but he has listened to me the most since he was a kid. I told him to stay in the base and he would never go out."

naughty?

Sharoy’s expression is a little weird, and Prince Alric’s son also understands that if all the brain cells are not in the lower body, he wants to be absorbed into the blood worship. After all, there are not many people like Dutton who are cruel and mad Up.

Automatically ignoring the defense of Silly Father, Sharoy waved his hand:

"Don't worry, maybe there is something wrong with the layout of the node, maybe your son disturbed some device in the base."

"Well......"

Allik was silent, and he was more willing to accept this hypothesis. The leader of [Night Crow] was unwilling to admit that his son was in an accident.

Just like others slandered him in private, he was the best and worst father for selfishness.

But what does that matter?As long as he can survive his only heir, Alric doesn't mind protecting his beloved son in all aspects.

"...But the blood power lost at that node is dissipated."

Sharoy then said with a heartache, that the entire sacred ritual was close to one-fifth of the amount, and the power of these bloodlines was originally acting on the prince and the blood worship patriarch, allowing them to get the bloodline sublimation.

"That kind of thing Su said."

Allik recovered his usual composure and sneered:

"Should I say that Conlock was a fool? Part of the prince who needed to take part in the sublimation ceremony was killed, and the other part I plan to do later. It doesn't need too many people who can divide the longevity."

"You really thought of going with me..."

Sharoy was stunned when he heard the words, and then laughed loudly, and the two men representing the power of the prince and the blood worshipers held their hands in a foul manner. At least at this moment, they reached a consensus.

"One more thing, because of the farce of the mirage, our power in the capital is no longer enough to forcefully suppress the rest of the rebels, especially the Juggernauts."

After laughing, they began to think about more difficult problems.

The power structure of the royal capital was broken after the departure from the throne. The combination of the prince and the blood worship was undoubtedly the most powerful, but besides this, there were neutral factions and those who had neither fallen to the throne, The sword saints of the [Night Crow] faction did not fall back. They originally formulated a plan to deal with these sword saints, but the mirage's rampage caused heavy casualties on the king’s side. Even the sword saints were killed in battle, and the power balance was instantly lost. Time broke.

"In order for our plan to be implemented smoothly, we will temporarily suspend the ritual. I have an idea to catch all the neutral swordsmen."

Allik thought of the spy he had planted in [Red Maple], and now Herzlmann, who had become the leader of [Red Maple], smiled mysteriously.

Chapter 25 This Is Your Sword Art?

When the capital was caught in the prelude of a bloody storm, the progress of the king's side was also rapidly developing.

After subduing the forces of the Tears and Jade Provinces to use them, the throne reapplied the old techniques in several neighboring provinces.

Because I have been preparing for this day for a long time, the selected object is also the person who has sworn allegiance to the throne before. With a little trick, no matter whether the opponent is false allegiance or true loyalty, they all get on a thief ship.

After gathering enough power, the Throne did not directly declare war, nor did he stay in the basic plate to rectify the troops, but went directly to the base camp of the [Night Crow] faction in the province of Yahad.

In the name of inspecting places.

The operation of the Throne made the princes who stayed behind Yahad incomprehensible. The current high-level Su Duo, even no matter how stupid they are, feels the atmosphere of wind and rain. As the leader of the enemy army, what does it mean to rush into our own hinterland first?

Is the strongest Juggernaut so crazy?

But they did not have the right to refuse, not to mention that since the throne came to the door by himself, the prince of Yahad asked the king's opinion and decided to welcome the throne to cast a trap.

Originally thought that the throne would bring a large number of elite guards and even the army, Yahad was prepared to bargain, but unexpectedly, Ling only brought dozens of trusted swordsmen and entered the capital of Yahad in an open manner.

Even after Prince Yahad sent him an invitation letter maliciously, the throne only took a look and happily agreed to the afternoon tea invitation.

"Something's wrong, it's too wrong."

Prince Draven of Yahad whispered to another companion Slerek.

His gaze has been stuck to the back of the king's seat not far in front, who is riding a handsome horse, talking and laughing with the people on the left and right.

Yahad specially set up the tea party venue in the outskirts, but such obvious trap kings still attended the meeting in person, with only more than 20 followers.

"It's not normal indeed."

Slerek nodded and said, the appearance of the throne was obviously confident, but they looked left and right, and they couldn't find the place that made the throne so bold.

"What did the king say?"

"...If there is a chance, get rid of the throne, if not, go to war directly."

"Go to war? That means..."

Draven was taken aback and asked tentatively.

"Well, just open the channel of the demiplane, and the accumulated legion can be transported out."

"This will be the largest civil war in Su Duo's history."

The two sighed, but there was uncontrollable excitement in their voices, and the horses kept pace with the throne.

"The movements of the two are a bit slow."

The throne slowed down and treated the two Yahad kings justly.

"It's the king's riding skills that are too superb."

Slarek flattered.

"Ha, I think so too."

Junzuo did not be humble in accordance with common sense, but directly affirmed that he is not modest. He is the same as Cangxia, and he is never worried about showing his excellence.

Kalolidi rides her horse to accompany the king's seat. Her eyes have been staring around vigilantly. Although she trusts the king's seat, Kalolidi's reason tells her that she still needs to guard against the enemy's sneak attack, and the king's seat may not be able to Expect all emergencies.

Everyone soon arrived at the place of afternoon tea, a small manor in the suburbs, which was a negligible part of the Prince's assets.

The princes of Yahad made preparations for the tea party in advance. Although they all knew that today might turn into a conflict, they still did it.

The surrounding scenery is very good, there is a white pavilion outside the villa, next to the blue and clear lake, servants lead horses to the lake to drink water, while several princes and kings enter the pavilion to drink tea and chat.

Prince Yahad’s mind is complicated, and getting along with it is perfunctory. On the other hand, the throne is not at all anxious, his attitude is gentle, and his talk is humorous. This has caused Carlo Lidi to forget his duties as a guard knight several times and immerse himself in the king. In the demeanor of the seat.