The Knight King of the Otherworldly Moon

If I was thirty years younger, I think I would have a good conversation with him.

Cough...cough..., no, people like to miss the past when they are old."

Speaking of Lucifer, Leidi's eyes were full of admiration.

Twenty years ago, he was already a tyrant, and everyone could only tremble under his hands.

Originally, he thought it was enough, even if he vaguely understood the trouble that the nobles might bring, he also knew very well that as long as he was there, others would not dare to move.

In recent years, with physical problems, he has become more and more... he feels that he should be dictatorial to the end.

But if he really dares to do that now, the whole country may face the embarrassment of no one available.

"Your Majesty, you will definitely continue to lead Ross to the center of the continent."

"Twenty years ago, the injuries suffered by the King of Heroes have never been better, and the people below dare to be as mad as they are now because they understand that their bodies are about to die.

Otherwise, give them ten 10 courage, and they will not dare to do anything to Anna."

Lei Di understood that his body was about to die. After integrating with the divine beast, his life would be far beyond that of ordinary people.

But [-] years ago, he and the King of Heroes were defeated in a final battle, and the dark wounds brought to him by the pact with God have not been healed, but have become more and more serious.

It is precisely because the nobles noticed this that they dared to mess around.

Faced with the coming storm of power, they both want to get the most out of it.

Many people who didn't speak just now even thought it was a good deal to send the unsightly princess Anna through marriage.

"Your Majesty, the old minister will do his best to make this marriage happen safely."

"Of all people, only you are the most reliable.

As long as this... new King of Knights can really do what we thought, join forces with him to wipe out the other countries in the continent, and finally defeat him, then my desire to become the world leader in my lifetime is not an illusion."

Leidi calmly described the strategic concept in his heart.

There are too many powerhouses in this era, and he was already depressed, and even doubted whether his current body could unify the continent.

But the appearance of Lucifer made him see an opportunity.

"The old minister understands that I will not tolerate anyone who dares to stop this marriage.

Your Majesty's strategic blueprint will definitely be completed, it will definitely be possible."

Outside the window, the wind and snow blew through, bringing chills to the frozen land.

While Ross was discussing the issue of marriage, France also got news.

After all, there is no need to conceal such an open state-style marriage proposal.

Even Lucifer deliberately let Semiramis make big news to make the news spread faster.

Just to see how countries react.

In the royal court of France, more than two years have passed since the last war.

The dwarf Wang Piping has been worrying about domestic problems for the past two years. Until recently, the introduction of the church, coupled with various means, finally calmed the domestic situation temporarily.

But at this time, the news of the marriage with Ross came from Britain, and he felt a little pain in his head.

He hurriedly called all the ministers together and began to discuss it.

When the ministers began to discuss this privately, as the chancellor of France, Bismarck was the first to stand up.

"This is a very dangerous signal, Your Majesty!"

Bismarck spoke directly.

Two more!

no.105 Everyone here is garbage

As a prominent politician, he knew what it meant when he heard the news.

There was another kind of commotion among the officials in the palace, and the expressions of the princes at the head were different.

"Danger"

Charlemagne as the second prince is a bit strange.

Previously, he had been in: dealing with Macedonia in the east, but had not formally contacted Britain, and naturally did not know much.

In fact, compared to the unpleasant eldest prince, many wise ministers are very optimistic about this...the second prince inheriting the throne.

But this practice undoubtedly made Pepin hate his younger brother even more.

As soon as Charlemagne had finished speaking, Pepin retorted.

"What's the danger, it's just thinking about a woman.

The king of Britain has a very poor eye, and when it comes to women, of course, our French women are the most beautiful.

Unfortunately, we will never marry him, never.

Hungry that...damn bastard.

Poor fellow, he's so hungry that even Rose's woman wants it.

Cut! Totally... a beast.

Better than beasts."

Pepin's words were immediately supported by a large group of younger brothers, all of whom were the beneficiaries of the previous crackdown.

In the past, it was Pepin who led the raid on the homes of the offending nobles, and he bought off a large number of younger brothers.

Now a large number of nobles among the courtiers support him.

These people also began to blackmail Lucifer with all their might, and even the two-year defeat in their mouths seemed to be the result of them deliberately letting Lucifer lose.

The third prince Louis on the side couldn't stand it, this... weak blonde pseudonym whispered his thoughts.

"Brother, I heard that he has married a pair of French sisters. Is it because of this, so..."

"Louis, shut up! Those... untouchables are no longer French, not in two years."

Pepin shouted.

To him, those... French were like the stigma imprinted in his deepest memory.

If he could, he would have liked to kill them all, so that no one would remember his failures.

Not to mention bringing it up face to face.

The quarrel between the two princes clearly aroused the dissatisfaction of another knight, whose name was Namer, Marquis of Favaria, now a general under Charlemagne and one of the twelve knights.

"Isn't it you who made them British?"

Namo said with a cold expression.

His expression and words made Pepin even more angry, and he took it directly as a challenge to him by Charlemagne.

"What did you say! You have the guts to say it again, Namo!"

"Say what.

It is not because of your incompetence that the Britons fought so badly and finally made a humiliating truce."

Namo directly fired the map cannon this time, including those who lost before.

This made some new generals in the military unable to sit still.

"Namo, what do you mean? You won't even bring me, Marshal Lothar, and Anseth in."

Flores Matt also asked at this time.

Because of the previous efforts to preserve the troops.

With his achievements in suppressing the rebellion, Flores Mart also became one of the twelve knights.

What happened two years ago was also a disgrace to him.

"Don't you understand what I mean?

I mean, I'm not targeting anyone, I mean you guys in the military at the time were a bunch of rubbish.

Nearly [-] troops were beaten down by the opponent's [-]. It's just... a role model for trash. It's so shameless that you still have the face to appear in the king's hall.

If it was us, we could kill them with only [-]."

The contemptuous words of ink seemed to detonate the audience, and the faces of many generals suddenly changed: ugly, they all belong to the Western Legion.

At this time, the Northern Legion was watching the fun while eating melons, and they enjoyed the infighting between the Eastern and Western legions.

There was also a group of neutrals who frowned instinctively.

They were very unaccustomed to these generals under Chargine Liman, and although they did play well with Macedonia, they seemed to become proud of it.

"King, please allow me to duel with this man, and I will restore my dignity myself."

Flores Mart knelt down and asked the king for instructions.

But then... Mo didn't even look at him.

"What qualifications do you have to fight me."

The ink said lightly.

"Okay! Shut up for me, I won't let them quarrel by letting you come back.

As one of the twelve knights, are you still in the mood to quarrel?"

The dwarf king's bad mood became even worse.

The king's anger made the people below suddenly quiet down.

I don't know if it's their illusion, they always feel that the number of times their king got angry in the past two years has become: more and more.

"Bismarck, go on."

Pepin gestured to his prime minister.

"This... King of Britain is very different from the last.

Regardless of whether it is military or political, he will not give up such an important position as a queen to a Russ woman because there is no woman.

Especially since there are already people in his harem."