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Netheril's Glory Chapter 195

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Chapter 195: Sanges.
"boom"! !

Located in the secret room of the capital castle, the archmage Sangues directly squeezed the crystal wine glass in his hand. Beside his seat, the frightened king was panicked and didn't know what to say.

"Big... Master Archmage, what can we do about this? Those white-eyed wolf noblemen... all betrayed the country. If this goes on, I will become a puppet king... I will be driven off the throne! They... …They want to kill the only hope left in the kingdom——Princess Trelinka, and I order Vic Swordmaster to carry out a massacre… This… This is clearly destroying the reputation of the royal family… …"

"Shut up, you are a king, and you can't mess around with a knife on your neck, see what you are now"!

Sangers roared irritably and scared the king with his nose and tears into a tremor, his body shook out of his fat.

Seeing what the king next to him looked like, Sangers sighed involuntarily.

Now the power of the Church of Dawn has penetrated into all aspects of the country, and the nobles do not take the honor of the Dylan Kingdom at all. In the past, when the Dylan Kingdom was only a master-level powerhouse, they could maintain the surface respect. But now that Kasperchi has also advanced to the master level, and after successfully restraining Sangers, no one in the whole country cares about the sovereignty of the country.

Sangers stared at a cowardly king with hatred for iron and steel. Most of the "credit" of the kingdom has gone to this day to be counted on these more and more cowardly emperors.

"Oh, Kasperki didn’t send out the priests of his church, but instead let the last warrior loyal to the royal family, Vick Swordmaster, go to the front, whether he wins or loses. This tactic is really underestimated to harm the interests of the church."

Sangers tapped the armrest of the chair with his dry fingers, muttering to himself, as if feeling emotionally.

"Or...or I order Vic and he will not accept the order, anyway, Vic only listens to the orders of the king of mine"!

The king slowly raised his head and said his opinion in a trembling voice.

"idiot"!

Sangues almost spit on the king's face.

"Use your pig's brain to think about it. Vic is loyal to the "king", not "you". Why do you think you, a stupid pig, can be a king? Isn't it because their nobles think you are good enough? If you are" Not obedient." Which one of your forty or more sons can’t take the position? The Noble Elders’ Association has already turned to Chenxi Church for nearly half, and they will be able to kick you off in less than two days. When you’re not a king, do you think Will Vic, who is observing the "Prince King" decree, listen to you? Is there any other use for you to give an order besides exposing the identity of this "spy"... Oh, yes, you are A "spy" has never been used for anything"!

Sangers cursed almost without rest. Some of the kings in their forties were like a kid who made mistakes and were honestly trained. "As the prince of a country, he doesn't even have the courage to refute a sentence." "The appearance made Sangers even more angry.

"Enough, enough, you can honestly be your king, do whatever the bastard Casparchi says, don’t let him have an excuse to drive you off the throne! Alas... At that time, your position as the prince of a country was somewhat "orthodox"!

Sangers closed his eyes tiredly. As a master, he felt exhausted for the first time, or in other words, exhausted in his mind.

He is very old as a master mage who has lived for more than three thousand years. This Dylan Kingdom was almost created by him with the help of one hand. Now he has not been able to shelter this country for long, but the newly promoted Kaspaqi But he was still very young. Even if Sangues wanted to spend hundreds of years fighting Dawn's Church, he didn't have time. This feeling of powerlessness made Sangues slumped in his chair and didn't want to get up.

"If I remember correctly, Princess Trelinka wore the "spring of tears" necklace when she ran away, and the powerful lord who died loyal to the "Glory Army" than the Dolan family still preserved the three remaining ones that year. A master item, right"?

Just as the king dragged his fat body to leave, Sangers suddenly asked.

Hearing Sangges' question, the king seemed to be stunned for a while, and it took him a while before he realized what Sangges meant.

After that group of powerful nobles collectively "stand in line", the current "Dylan Kingdom Glory Faction" has no power to take action, and the only two under Princess Trelinka can rush to the MiG Fortress to support , But the level is not more than eleven, and the official level professional who does not even have a formal level equipment in his hand is impossible to resist the Vik sword that has reached level fourteen for hundreds of years and has two master level equipment in his hand. Holy.

So if Sangers wants to save Princess Trelinka’s life and keep the only "Glory Army" still fighting for the sovereignty of the Dylan Kingdom, the only thing he can count on is the powerful but extremely powerful "Nightcrawler Alliance". Unstable force.

Sangers now wants to use those master-level equipment as rewards to attract members of the "Nightcrawler Alliance" to protect the last "Glory Army" of the kingdom!

"No, Master Master"!

The king who has been on the throne for more than ten years is not really a stupid pig after all. After he wanted to understand Sangers' plan, he immediately knelt down with a "puff", and a series of vague remarks came out:

"Never mind the three master-level items of the Biduran family, but... But "Tears of Spring Water" is the only relic of the ancestor, a sacred relic of the kingdom, if you don't even have this...I After he died, I went to the kingdom of God...how do I face the first king"!

"Going to the kingdom of fart, only your little faith can only go to the wall of death, cough! Cough!"

Sangers coughed angrily, but he still cursed mercilessly:

"Now that the relics of the ancestors are going to be lost, you know that you are in a hurry. These years, you have thrown away Zao Chao and five or six concubines every day. Why don’t you think about the glory of the ancestors every morning? Don't you lose it? Do you think this thing will come back to you after Princess Trelinka's death? Do you think Kasparchi is like a blind man?"

The more Sangers scolded, the more angry he became. He didn't want to lose "Tears of Spring Water." He didn't want to give away any of the three items of the Dockland family. He even thought about whether to use the "Nightcrawler". After that, he did not pay any compensation, and even personally killed all these unstable "bombs".

But Sangers remembered what kind of lunatics those "Nightcrawlers" were after all. He was just an archmage with a life-span and numerous physical injuries. At most 30 to 40% of his combat power remained. There was a difference in strength between the master and official levels. It is not as big as the "big realm" gap to ignore the number. (See the end of the chapter for details)

Even if Sangers made an all-out effort now, he was less than 30% sure to kill several official-level powerhouses on the spot, but the Kingdom of Dylan could no longer withstand the crazy revenge of a group of lunatics!

Seeing the fat king sitting on the ground and sighing, Sangers suddenly felt unspeakable boredom. He simply threw the fat king out of the secret room with the hand of a mage, and then closed the door of the secret room heavily. .

"Hey, just hold on, hold on for a while, hope... I hope I still have the strength to fight Kaspaqi!"!

Sangers smiled bitterly and took out a few bottles of different potions and drank it in one sip, then closed his eyes tiredly and began to meditate.


End of this Chapter

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