The knight king of the otherworldly moon

But that's not necessarily the case.

"It is because there are less than 3 people left to find a way to use it.

Before Nero attacked Lyon, they were completely used as cannon fodder.

And according to my investigation, some of them were Bradamante's subordinates."

In fact, according to my own research.

The old French army was used as cannon fodder because of the previous war, and there were already many complaints in their hearts.

In addition, most of Nero's rewards were swallowed up by Ganilon, and now the army has some dissatisfaction with Ganilon and Rome.

If people in the past were deserters because they missed their hometown, now these people have more hatred in their hearts.

He hated Ganiron who brought them here, but made them suffer worse than before.

"That... a cute little girl is not suitable for such a thing."

Mira was a little surprised.

In her opinion, although Bradamante is not stupid and sweet, it is not suitable for this dark style strategy.

It's okay to let her charge, but it's impossible to secretly rebel.

Speaking of conspiracy, Mira herself is very good, but she will not interfere with military power, this is the tacit understanding between her and Lucifer.

"Certainly not, but things will go a lot better with her banner.

During this time, I have been: sending people to do publicity."

Lucifer had already thought of a way to use the White Feather Knight, so he sent her to Mia this time.

"Send who to send"

"Some of the old French legions escaped and I just made them register, I didn't force them to stay.

But after this period of life, they should also understand how life in Britain was different from that in Rome.

I've secretly ordered them to come back to Rome in a small force."

With that said, Lucifer's knights had come behind the defense line of Mira's organization.

Few people know about this matter, not even Mia, but it was carried out by the Dark Moon Knight.

"Then I'll look forward to it, the miracle created by Wang again."

Since Lucifer said so, Mira believed it.

While they were still: leisurely playing chess, a secret message was sent in by an ordinary knight.

Few information would come directly to Lucifer without going through Mira's hand, and seeing that Mira already understood the identity of the... ordinary knight just now.

"The opportunity I've been waiting for has come."

Looking at the letter in his hand, Lucifer said with a smile.

no.550 seeds of rebellion

A fortress southwest of Rome, this is the first line of defense against the British attack from Lyon.

But for Britain's only symbolic attack this time, there is not much... defense on Rome's side.

Even the soldiers still went on vacation as usual. Since there were no entertainment activities in the fortress, most of the places the soldiers went after their vacation were a small town called Sid [-] miles behind.

At this moment, in the small city of Sid, in a room in the red light district, Angelil who called the big sword did not enjoy it, but was waiting for someone.

Angelil was originally Bradamante's subordinate. After the betrayal of the White Feather Knight, he was placed under the command of the new twelve knights, Ganiron.

It doesn't matter if it's just like this, it's all for the sake of my motherland.

However, Ganiron's surrender later shocked them all.

But since Rome was watching them, they didn't do well either.

And he wasn't sure if the other generals were on the same page as him.

Originally, he thought that he would spend the rest of his life in Rome, but what happened next broke his expectations.

In the previous battle with Lyon, several generals who originally belonged to other factions were all killed in the siege, and one of them was his friend.

On the other hand, Ganilon's direct descendants lived happily in the back, and seeing this, he already understood Ganilon's thoughts.

Use the lives of soldiers in exchange for fame, and at the same time clean up this batch of old French troops.

More importantly, the news that Bradamante was on the opposite side came out at this time, and it didn't count. The White Feather Knight turned out to be framed, and the person who framed her was Ganilon, who had already been with Rome. Together.

After thinking about these things, Angelil's expression towards Ganiron became more and more...respectful while he was angry. He didn't really want to please the other party, but worried that he would also be cleaned.

After several other people found him and discussed the future, he also persuaded them to be a little bit more cowardly for the time being.

Otherwise, you may not survive.

However, for a while...counseling doesn't mean they have no ideas. In order to inflict heavy damage on this despicable villain, he has always been careful, and even learned to go to the red light district, in order to make them think that he is integrated into them.

Heavy camouflage, just for a chance.

And now, the opportunity he was waiting for came.

Originally, he also considered resisting, but doing so might kill them all, and end up with nowhere to go.

But now it is different, they may be able to go back to their hometown.

And make that... despicable guy pay.

Suddenly a familiar voice broke Angelil's thoughts.

"Mr. Angelil is very early."

A green-haired young man appeared out of nowhere in the room, the most obvious tattoo on his face.

This... The self-proclaimed Joker is... the one Angelil has been waiting for.

"Campenella, you are not being followed."

Angelil looked carefully at the young man over there.

The person in front of him was too young, so when he took the initiative to find him, Angelil hardly believed the identity of the other party.

And now, after repeated trials, they finally reached a consensus.

To this end, he contacted the remaining compatriots and turned against the flag.

If they don't, they may just have a dead end.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of being called a traitor by the people in their hometown.

Even the despicableness of the villain, scheming to die.

Then they would die unwillingly. "Actually, they have come a long time ago, just now... are dealing with the two people who are following you."

Campenella said with a smile.

"Damn, that bastard really returned me.

You didn't kill them, in case they disappear, I'll just go back...to find death."

"How come, I'm not really good at killing people.

Although I can swing the sword when necessary, after all, swinging the sword is our basic skill, but I don't like killing people.

I just let them enjoy it, they should be very busy now, and when we finish the business, you may have to pick them up."

"You really are the Darkmoon Knight"

After listening, Angelil was a little surprised.

In his opinion, the young man in front of him doesn't look like the legendary Dark Moon Knight no matter what.

But the other side is...

"Of course, Joker Campenella, that's my name.

Does Mr. Angelier think I'm too weak?"

"Yes! I heard that the Dark Moon Knights are a group of terrifying guys. I never thought that someone like you could join in."

"That was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.

Although there are some very scary guys among us, such as my junior, a new person codenamed [Jet Black Fang] has been added.

But most of us are actually no different from ordinary people.”

Campanella said with some embarrassment.

Of course, only on the surface.

Like himself, this... clown looks very weak on the surface, but that's because he's good at illusion rather than head-to-head combat.

If he really fights now, he has the confidence to not lose to the knight in front of him.

"Ordinary person, you really look like an ordinary person."

"Yeah, ordinary person, no matter how hard I try, I would never be able to become a knight.

But Wang kindly took me in and gave me a stage to display my talents.

So even someone like me whose swordsmanship is terrible can become a knight."

Angelil can see that the other party is now full of reverence for his own king.

"No fame, no status, living in the dark, unable to touch the light.

Are you really a knight?"

"In the eyes of the world, we do not exist in the history of Britain, but in the heart of the king, we will always be his knights.

This is enough for us.

So, Lord Angelil, you don't have to doubt the king's kindness at all.

If you are truly loyal to the king, the king will definitely respond to you."

"Even if we are like this, are we still a knight?"

Speaking of which, Angelil is a little self-deprecating.

He knew exactly what he was about to do.

They have betrayed France once, and now they are going to betray Rome.

Their reputation would stink like a mercenary.

"Actually, you are very similar to me, Lord Angelil.

In the eyes of the world, I have no name, only a code name, which may not even exist.

And in the eyes of the world you are a fallen knight, addicted to enjoyment.

Betrayed friends and family.

But I know you don't want that."

"I need a promise if we betray again."

Angelil has made up his mind at this time, if he can bring his brothers back, even if one person is regarded as a betrayal and bears everything.

"It's not a betrayal, you just returned to the Knights of Bradamante.

At the same time, it is also to judge a villain who framed the White Feather Knight.

That's what the king promised."

Campeña gave his latest reply.

And this blow just hit the opponent's weakness.

"Lord Bradamante... how are you doing?"

"Very well, they are now fighting hard for the naming rights with Cavaliers Dion and Astolfo.

They want to exchange their exploits for the king for a power, a power to name the Counties of France centered on Paris."

Campenilla whispered the heaviest chips.

"..."