Doom Knight System

With the intervention of the Ingrey royal family, the Holy See and the Dark Council reached a short-term peace agreement, and messengers sent messages to all directions.

The envoy was Barron, the nephew of Queen Ingrey. It was the first time for this man in his early thirties to leave the inner city. The short two-day journey made him look quite embarrassed.

Barron was used to living a pampered life, but the limited conditions on the airship made it impossible for him to meet his needs. Without a maid by his side, even lying on a soft velvet bed made his waist sore and his legs ache.

The royal family ordered the entire outer city to be notified within three days. In fact, the most important thing was the Wimbledon Territory in Area A. Barron was one step too late, as the war had already ended.

"Are you at Wimbledon Castle?" The drowsy Barron woke up instantly, got up excitedly, and looked out the window.

"Let the lord here prepare hot water and milk for me, and I also want a roast suckling pig..." Baron said as he began to straighten his clothes.

But in the next second, his body froze, and he suddenly began to vomit beside him.

The entire Wimbledon Castle seemed to be stained red with blood. The traces of the war had not been completely eliminated. From time to time, wild dogs could be seen hurrying away with their roasted arms in their mouths. Vultures hovered in the sky, making the place even more filled with the breath of death.

"Damn the Dark Council... oh..." Barron took a break and muttered to himself. No matter how frightened they are, face is the most important thing for the royal family and nobles.

A few minutes later, Barron, who rearranged his appearance, returned to the gentleman he used to be, his beard was shaved again, and his leather shoes were polished to shine.

Several knight commanders surrounded Baron as soon as he got off the airship, he was surrounded by more than 100 Wimbledon guards. These guards were all trainee knights, dressed in knight smocks with golden lions on a black background, neatly arranged.

Barron straightened his back, assumed the posture of an imperial envoy, and said slowly: "I... am the envoy of the royal family, and I have brought orders!"

"Hehe...we are the Dark Council, and the royal family of Ingrey can't control us." Kemira rode out in armor and sneered, but before Barron got angry, he continued: "I just On behalf of Grand Duchess Lilian, welcome the arrival of the royal envoys."

The anger in Baron's eyes flashed away, and then he was attracted by the heroic Camilla, then raised his head, and said slowly: "Baron Lilian wants to become the Grand Duke of Wimbledon, but he can't do it by himself." Yes, without the order of the royal family and the approval of the noble council, this is chaos."

"Please!" Camilla smiled dismissively. She didn't need to be polite at all. Now the entire city of Sanctuary understands what happened to the Wimbledon Territory. On the surface, it is Lilian's territory, but in fact it is a Dark Councilor. Lord Mad Knight is behind the scenes.

Barron snorted and said, "Lead the way!" After he noticed the prosthetic limbs in the beautiful woman's stirrups, he felt a little pity in his heart, but the attractiveness of the crippled beautiful woman decreased obviously, and the messenger put his responsibility in front of him.

When Lancelow knew about the arrival of the envoy, he was more face-saving and arranged for some civilians to welcome him, and then laid a red carpet for the entire street starting from the entrance of the castle.

"Ding dong... ding dong..." The drummer beat a neat rhythm, welcoming Baron and the others into the city lord's mansion.

Barron patted the dust off his body like a show, then walked in, saw Mrs. Pomero at a glance, and then his heart started beating.

Mrs. Pemero was wearing a white mermaid dress, with exquisite makeup on her face, she looked extraordinarily radiant, her noble and elegant temperament was undoubtedly revealed in her gestures, and there was a faint layer of charming halo on her jade skin that was constantly flowing, concave and convex. The well-proportioned curves are tightly supported by the clothes, which arouses people's daydream.

A pair of watery eyes reflected an incomparably coquettish attitude like a clear pool of water, and her red slightly pouty lips were so charming that she looked like a ripe peach.

This woman was one of the most famous ladies in the inner city, the protagonist of the ballroom.

Baron had also met Mrs. Pomero before, but she had never been so charming as today. An impulse burned in his body like a fire, and he said dryly, "Husband... madam."

"Your Excellency is waiting for you, please." Mrs. Pomero said coldly, without any of the exquisite appearance of a ballroom dancing queen in the past.

"Hmph! Sooner or later, you will feel better!" Barron shouted coldly in his heart, cast a greedy glance at Mrs. Pomero, and then went straight into the hall.

Mrs. Pomero sighed in her heart that she had completely offended this dude, but she didn't regret it. The man she is now is not the same as the Duke of Wimbledon. For her own life, it is better to make a clean break with the past.

Barron held his head high and put on the posture of an imperial envoy. He shouted as soon as he entered the hall, "Which one is the mad knight?"

Crash!A dense crowd of knights stood in the hall and turned their heads at the same time, their armor rubbing against each other and making a neat swishing sound.

These are all warriors who have survived many battles, and they can form a special force field just by converging their gazes together. Immediately after they release their aura intentionally or unintentionally, the atmosphere changes suddenly, and the entire space is filled with a gloomy and cold murderous aura. .

Barron's legs gave way, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the two royal knights around him supported him, so that he would not make a fool of himself on the spot.

"Master Messenger? I don't know what kind of order came?" Lancelow sat high on the seat, with Lilian and Mrs. Pomero sitting on the left and right.

Barron calmed down, mixed with shame and anger in his heart, slightly covered his chest with his right hand, and said through gritted teeth: "As mediators, the royal family of Ingray ordered the Holy See and the Dark Council to stop their internal fighting and go all out to fight against the invasion of demons. It is said that the demons in hell Formed a huge legion, trying to completely wipe out the city of sanctuary and heaven."

"Haha... It's interesting, selfish demons can gather together, it seems that there are many demons with human souls conspiring, and the stupid Holy See finally reaped its own fruit." Lilian said sarcastically.

The knights and apostles belonging to the dark council in the hall showed relief expressions, while the pure human knights showed a trace of panic.

Lancelow touched Lilian's head and said: "Peace is achieved. The Dark Council was too weak in the past. Now that the space of the Dark Council is sealed, I think I can take full control of all matters of the Dark Council. So I, as an MP, do not approve of the royal family's mediation, and the war will continue."

Barron was so taken aback that he couldn't say what he said next anyway.