Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

Until...some fire appeared before my eyes.

That is the light of the candle.

"I can't believe that even though he's a duke, he's still willing to deal with weapons all day.

"

Zuo Jian spoke.

"I could never have imagined that Victoria would be riddled with holes like a sieve, even... including someone like you."

At this moment, the iron backbone of the empire, the Iron Duke, Wellington, was standing alone on a chair with a weapons collection rack behind him, facing the left room.

"What should I call you? Norman Smith? Or the name of the former gang leader?"

“Neither.”

Zuo Jian took a step forward, and the surrounding scarlet color covered his whole body like a curtain, and quickly dissipated after a moment!

A middle-aged man with standard Drake horns and tail was slowly walking out from the curtain.

Wellington was stunned, looking at the murderous aura emanating from the other person... It was as if he saw his younger self... No, it was even far better than his younger self.

"An important person of mine told me that my attitude deserves a resounding title."

"Mr. Wellington, what do you think of the title of Dragon Blood Duke?"

"You can't become a duke just because you want to."

The Iron Duke squinted his eyes and looked at "Drak" who was wrapped in a red curtain in front of him.

Chapter 119: Legion

"Why? Perhaps this face makes you feel a little uncomfortable? Do you need me to replace it with a more familiar face?"

Zuo Jian smiled slightly, and then transformed half of his face into the face of the gang leader.

Wellington certainly recognized that face, although compared to the henchmen raised by other grand dukes, he basically let these "wild dogs" that were not trained by his own men run wild.

But at least...it is possible to understand the internal situation.

It was obvious that the ability displayed by the other party at this moment had already shown that he had completely taken his "wild dogs" into his pocket.

"No, this is fine."

At this moment, if I give in to the other party, the control of the situation will basically shift to them.

Zuo Jian wiped his face casually, and then returned to his cold and stern middle-aged face.

He stepped forward and looked at Wellington in front of him, who didn't seem to plan to make room for him, so he raised his hand slightly and controlled the scarlet object at his feet to interweave and reorganize behind him, turning it into an exaggerated chair.

Wellington raised his head and looked at Zuo Jian, who was now sitting condescendingly on the scarlet chair.

"To be honest, the fact that you dared to be alone with me actually broke the inherent influence I had on most dukes."

Zuo Jian held his chin and looked at Wellington with interest.

"Really? It looks like I should place dozens of guards around me, and then wait for you to quietly replace the guards I trained, and then come to my side without difficulty and drive the blade into my heart?"

"It looks like you've found out a lot about me."

"At least at this moment, in this space, I don't have to worry about whether there are people around me who have become your 'puppets'. There are only you and me in this environment."

"Really? Honestly, it's a wise decision, but have you ever thought that if I really wanted to kill you, maybe there's no need to go through so much trouble?"

Zuo Jian raised his hand and watched the flesh and blood in his palm constantly changing and wriggling.

"How are you going to stop me, Iron Duke? With the high-concentration Originium explosives stored in the boxes around you?"

"You think you can kill me with this?"

Zuo Jian looked at the boxes piled up around Wellington with some mockery and spoke.

"To be honest, I don't expect to easily wipe out an unknown enemy with this kind of thing, but you should have noticed it."

Wellington stood up and faced the left room.

"Above this basement is the hall used for gatherings in this mansion."

"At this moment, your two adopted daughters are being welcomed at the center of the banquet."

"I think you don't want anything to happen to these two...Fake Lord Drake."

The Iron Duke stepped forward and looked at Zuo Jian with a serious expression.

"Are you... threatening me?"

The chair dissipated and turned into a scarlet blood mist. He walked down from it and came to Wellington.

The body was tall enough, but in front of the old duke, it could only look at him at eye level.

This old man, who theoretically should have one foot halfway into the coffin, displayed indescribable composure and aura at this moment.

He could even look Zuo Jian in the eye without any fear.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense.

But...it was only a few minutes later.

Zuo Jian suddenly looked at Wellington and burst into joyful laughter.

Likewise, the old Iron Duke looked up and laughed heartily.

"You win a chess game, Duke."

"Heh, until now, it's only been 10% since I came on the court. Victoria is indeed old... just like me."

Zuo Jian shrugged, then glanced at the box behind Wellington.

"Although, your actions really surprised me. I never thought that as a duke, you could actually do such a thing..."

"In fact, if only an old thing like me dies, Victoria can eliminate such a huge threat. The trade-off between the two does not require any hesitation at all."

"

But no, Duke of Wellington, I'm sure you've discovered that I'm...much stronger than you think."

"So I'm standing here right now, wanting to know why you're here."

“When violence fails to solve everything, people will think of trying to use communication and negotiation to achieve a relatively acceptable outcome.”

"Tell me, stranger who calls himself the Dragonblood Prince, what are you trying to stir up in Victoria's land?"

"Or rather, what do you want to achieve? As Drake."

The Iron Duke spoke up and inquired about Zuo Jian's intentions.

The latter just shook his head slightly, then raised his serious face and answered.

"I don't want anything. I'm just a busybody who can't stand the suffering that's everywhere I look."

"Mr. Wellington, this is a collaboration."

Zuo Jian stretched out his hand and spoke with a smile.

"You can choose to help me, and in return, I will find a way to give you a better Victoria than you have now."

"......You want to support the sisters to ascend the throne? And then control them?"

"No, no, no, I won't do that."

Zuo Jian shook his head and then spoke.

"Sending two children without any foundation to the throne? To be honest, this behavior is disgusting enough. I don't like it."

"then you......"

"Dear Iron Duke, do you think that a count with Draco blood who saved Victoria from the Sarkaz conspiracy is qualified to sit in that position?"

Zuo Jian reached out his hand to the Duke.

"A conspiracy that has not yet been carried out can be called a false hero."

Wellington looked at his hand in the air and didn't seem to have any intention of holding it.

"Then add an army that will not die, is tireless, and will continue to expand and devour everything as long as there is a need."

"Are you qualified enough to step on Victoria's throne and then hang those rotten nobles who claim to be heroes who save the country?"

"If it's really as you said..."

Wellington thought for a moment, then held out his hand.

"I don't think you need to ask for my advice."

"I don't think so, Iron Duke. I don't want to destroy Victoria, I want to reshape her."

"So, winning you over is still a high priority, isn't it?"

Zuo Jian loosened his hand and then showed a slightly satisfied smile.

"You may still have doubts about me, but it doesn't matter. Everything on the border will prove my words."

"Border line... Wait, Ursus, and Iberia?"

Wellington's pupils widened, as if he had thought of something.

But Zuo Jian just put his palm next to his ear, pretending to listen in the basement, and then slowly spoke.

"Hush... Duke, I heard the roar of their footsteps. I think if your army hadn't boasted about itself, they would have gotten our news right away."

Although he appeared calm on the surface, Zuo Jian couldn't help but feel secretly happy at this moment.

Just now, he "connected" to the flesh and blood that had been outside.

At that moment, he realized how much of a surprise that piece of flesh and blood in the distance had brought him.

Only an intuitive army can convince the Duke in front of him.

Then, he would show him the army that belonged to Zuo Jian...

Come to think of it, only a short period of time has passed, but that piece of flesh and blood can actually form an entire army... the efficiency is a bit too high.

"Duke...Your Majesty the Duke!!!"

Not long after Zuo Jian finished speaking, a soldier rushed into the basement and shouted.

"Report!! Border garrison... Border garrison discovered an army group whose number cannot be identified!!"

"what?"

The Iron Duke frowned slightly, then looked to the left.

"And...and...the enemy's high-speed battleships are surrounded by red steam armor!"

"Steam armor...?"

After a moment, Wellington turned his head and looked at Zuo Jian beside him, trying to get his answer from his expression.

The latter just shrugged and then spoke.

"I quite like the design of the steam armor, especially the first version. It's more convenient this way, isn't it?"

"Is it convenient...?"

"Your Excellency the Duke, your army must also need some training, right? Now is the best time to practice and verify whether everything I said is true."

He leaned close to Wellington's ear and spoke softly.

"It's about... the Undead Legion."

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Complete nutrients.

All units are operating normally.

The Lord's order is... to disguise the appearance as an individual called Steam Armor.

New instructions were issued to face the bombardment head-on.

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