Chapter 921

"It's already... He has served akhat II and stayed with his majesty from youth to old age. He has long been used to each other's wrist and style... For such a strong and controlling emperor, all his ministers should be no different from tools.

"Sixteen days... What are you waiting for, Lord elbird?"

The seal minister looked sideways, and his old and bright eyes turned to the figure of the Royal wizard adviser: "even if you have stayed with me for so long, you should have been bored long ago?"

"You're still joking. How can I get bored?" alberd, who sat at the other end of the long table and looked at metney Leopold, smiled:

"But you're right. Sixteen days... It's almost time."

When the voice fell, elbird solemnly took out a scroll from his arms and handed it respectfully to the seal minister.

"This is..."

Taking a breath, metterne's eyes suddenly coagulated.

"Your Majesty's Oracle is also the last one." elbird nodded slightly with a little sadness in his expression: "wait silently until the time is right and give it to the seal minister... It's your Majesty's order to me."

"I see."

Even though he had noticed it for a long time, the seal minister who heard it personally was still very stunned; it took a full minute to return to normal and sighed heavily.

With bloodshot eyes staring at the incomparably capable handwriting on the scroll, mettner was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Your Excellency Albert, do you know that once we send this royal order in the name of your majesty and the former cabinet..." the minister with a heavy face and a hoarse voice said with great difficulty:

"The Empire... Will fall into war in an instant and be divided into two?"

"Or rebirth?" the expression of the Royal wizard adviser was meaningful.

"I hope so, but the fact is that because of the dispute over the throne, the Empire has been divided into two as early as a few years ago." mettner's tone became hasty: "at this time, issuing this imperial order without any preparation and leaving any backhand will completely split the Empire..."

"Your Excellency the minister in charge of the seal!"

Alberd, with a heavy expression, snapped, startling the old man opposite.

"This is his Majesty's last royal order and his last wish."

"If we are still his ministers and loyal ministers, the only thing we can do... Is to let him do what he wants."

"This is his plan, which he has worked hard all his life - if you have any doubts, I can understand; because not only you, but also me, including everyone, are only a part of his Majesty's plan, and they only know what they should know."

"All I know is that when your majesty gives me any task, he has absolute confidence that I can complete it."

"So all I have to do is ensure your safety and that you will... Sign your name on this Oracle!"

Looking at alberd, who had always been gentle and even cowardly, became so tough at the moment that mettner lost his voice.

"I see."

Silently lifted the pen, the silent seal Minister signed his name on the scroll and stamped the seal symbolizing the former cabinet:

"Let us loyal ministers realize your Majesty's wishes... No matter what the result is!"

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Duanjieshan fortress.

In the fortress of the fortress, connord de sallion, leaning against the back of his chair, looked at the guests sitting in front of him. No amount of restraint could hide the unexpected color in the corners of his eyes.

The leader of the wizard tower, consul eboden... Is sitting at his table and tasting the local wine of East Saxony.

Compared with the crown prince, corona's expression at the moment can be called as light as a cloud; it seems that this is not the edge of the world, the front line to resist the invasion of demons, but the home of a friend.

This indifference was very difficult for the cavalry chief dreisis to accept.

"If you want to taste the dry red of East Saxony, I can prepare a whole wagon for you now."

Connor, who finally couldn't help himself, finally spoke first, with a cold tone: "but I want to run to duanjie mountain with eboden and the consul of imperial Harbor... It shouldn't be just to find me for a drink?"

"It's natural. I'm also carrying the imperial order of the Emperor... And some important information I want to bring to you." corona smiled knowingly and showed a childlike expression:

"Even so, it doesn't prevent me from enjoying the magnificent scenery of duanjie mountain and tasting the unique delicacies here, your royal highness."

"You know... If people who live to my age can't be more optimistic, then life for me will only have a long wait."

"But I'm still very young and it's hard for me to understand what you said; so please be frank, consul corona, why on earth are you here?"

Connord, who stood up, looked directly at corona with his sharp eyes.

"Young man..."

Sighing and shaking his head, corona picked up the scroll he had been putting in the corner of the table and handed it to the crown prince.

"This is..." with a question, Connor, who took the scroll, didn't open it directly, but looked at corona.

"The information about the Azores elf Kingdom covers military organizations, political systems, people's livelihood customs, belief traditions... As well as their unique magic theory and the power called 'the way of samurai' used by the 'four court' samurai."

Corona said leisurely, "all the contents cover all the intelligence we have collected so far, and some even cost their lives. After reading them, you will be one of the people who know the Azores best in the Empire."

Connord trembled slightly, and then pressed the scroll on the table.

"Well," this is a letter from Byrne, just delivered, Duke! "The sweating Knight couldn't wait to say," a joint letter from Duke Byrne and his highness Brandon from red blood castle! And... "

"And what, say it!" Archduke vilz, frowning impatiently, urged his knight: "what else do they want to do?"

"Lord Laurent Turin, Duke of Byrne, has spread this letter throughout the Empire as his second 'Imperial declaration', and now I'm afraid everyone has received this letter." the more the knight said, the more he panicked and panicked:

"Lord Loren, Lord Loren Turin, he wants to invite all the Dukes to go with him... To the capital Golovin..."

"Support the prince of East Saxony, his royal highness Conrad de saleon, crown prince of the Empire, and be the supreme emperor of the 13th generation of the Empire!"