The knight king of the otherworldly moon

It's much better now, and I still don't want to come back."

Arash didn't want Britannia to end so quickly.

Of course, he just thought those dishes were good.

He even wondered to himself whether to bring in some to Rome.

"No, I think it's over.

After this marriage, it might be annexed by Ross.

Rather than... like this, we might as well start out and take advantage of this opportunity to vote for him."

Lucius clenched his fists and expressed different opinions with a hideous smile.

Caesar was a rationalist among the legionnaires.

He doesn't think this time is a good opportunity to attack.

He uses himself as a reference.., if someone dares to find fault with him when he is newly married, he will definitely beat that... so much that he doesn't even know his mother.

"You two war freaks, save some snacks.

Taking advantage of someone else's wedding to attack, be careful that the king of knights won't come over and the princess will come and give you."

Caesar sighed and said.

At present the situation on the British side is not fully understood, and it is not wise to attack under such circumstances.

"Come on! Who's afraid of who! With his humble face, if he dares to come, I'll teach him what it means to be a man with a man."

Lucius directly shouted out his interest.

His words made the legion commander next to him subconsciously stay a few steps away from this guy.

"You bastard is helpless.

Even if it is an attack, at least the safety of His Highness Nero must be considered first, otherwise once the war begins, His Highness will immediately become a hostage.

Not to mention, the King of Beasts to the north is waiting for us to move."

Caesar continued.

Now Nero is still there: Britain, in case Rome attacks.

No one can guarantee whether Lucifer will take Nero on the spot.

This is one of the reasons why Caesar thought the timing was wrong.

"North?"

Caligula stepped in at this time.

His voice silenced the others.

"Yes, Your Majesty! The Thunder Emperor in the north may have a big move in the near future.

I think that the giant beasts in the north are a big problem compared to Britain, which is currently underpowered.

If we are caught in a war with Britain now, once the events of two years ago are allowed to happen to Rome, the Thunder Emperor in the north will definitely act immediately."

That's what Caesar was worried about.

no.155 white knight brad

Roma may seem the strongest, but the problem is that their location is very awkward.

In the center of the continent, surrounded by various countries, there are too many countries to defend, and none of them are good.

"We're not...the French...girls.

Give me three 3rd legions, and I can take down the fortress of victory in Britain in three months."

Lucius has a different view on this.

He is confident that he is superior in ability, and at the same time he is also thinking about things that he did not attack two years ago.

"I want to say something here.

It only took less than a month for the king of knights to smash the sissy guns in your mouth, that is, the three 3rd legions of France.

Counting the time of the expedition, it may only be half a month.

Afterwards, the suppression of domestic rebellions was even more wonderful.

Of course, these... are not the most important, the most important thing is that the woman in the north seems to have received an order."

Caesar looked at the muscular man in front of him with contempt.

He always felt that this guy had muscles in his brain.

Of course, it can't be denied...the thing is that this guy is really fighting fiercely.

"she!"

Hearing a certain celebrity, Lucius immediately fell silent.

"According to the latest information, the King of Knights has personally ordered her to bring one-third of the Northern Legion back.

Two other humble roundtables took over her affairs.

Are your three 3rd legions confident of defeating that woman's three 3rd legions?"

This time, Caesar's rhetorical question finally calmed Lucius.

"Cut! He really dares to do it."

Lucius is confident that he can penetrate Boudicca, who is good at defense, but a certain Duke of the North is another matter.

"Lion commanders, I can understand your feelings, cough...cough, but now is not the best time to take action.

Not to mention Nero, Ross in the north and France in the south have begun to make small moves.

Now go to war with Britain, and if they are not dealt with quickly, there may be a series of troubles later."

Caligula had another amazing news at this time.

This made the legion commanders present completely lose their few thoughts about Britain.

"I'm not going to talk about Ross, those French... sissies can fight, they dare to think about Rome, don't they forget the two years of defeat."

Lucius was a little angry.

"Ugh.

Lucius, the beautiful boy is a gift from God to all beings.

How could you say that to them?"

Brad sighed softly.

The south, where he had been stationed before, had a good feeling for France.

Well, of course, only for pretty boys.

"They failed two years ago, yes.

But unfortunately, that was not what we fought.

The French chancellor, Bismarck, seemed to be very afraid of the threat from Britain.

But because of the truce and the treaty, they can't openly tear their faces, plus their western legions are a bunch of scumbags, and they don't dare to fight the British idea."

At this time, Marco calmly described the current situation.

The French Army of the West has yet to recover from the shadows.

But the army to the north suffered no losses.

"That's why they dared to hit our minds"

"It was the idea of ​​one of their new military staff officers, Richelieu.

This... clergyman's adviser suggested that since Britain is not easy to fight, it is better to take advantage of the integrity of the knight king and take advantage of this armistice time to occupy the territory of Rome with the troops of the north to supplement his own strength.

They are...rest assured of the King of Knights, and don't worry that the other party will suddenly tear up the truce and peace."

Speaking of this, Marco's expression brought a playful look.

On the face of it, it was a good opportunity for France to draw out its forces from the west and gather its forces from the north to attack Rome.

But if Lucifer had crossed the Rhine without ignoring the armistice and the fighting was fierce, France might not be able to cry.

The question now is whether Lucifer will do this.

"Upright"

The smile on Caligula's face at this time revealed playfulness.

"His Majesty"

"nothing.

Yes, the young man looked surprisingly upright.

But more often he will force people to a place where they have to choose, and that... the only direction is what he provides.

Go on."

"Yes, with the staff's plan, Pepin the Short has a truce with Macedonia for the time being, and they seem to be preparing to strike Rome together temporarily.

It is said that at least half of the twelve knights will be dispatched this time."

Caesar took Marco's words and continued to talk about the recent trends in France.

His words aroused deep thought among the legionnaires, with one exception.

"More than half"

Brad's ears moved and asked in disbelief.

Others already knew what he was thinking by seeing the expression on this guy's face.

"Yes, more than half, including Astolfo, and Dion, commander of the Dragoons."

Caesar sighed and said what the other party wanted to hear.

He always felt that there were a lot of weirdos around him.

It's not enough to have a gay guy, there is also an ancestor of the dead who likes pretty boys.

There are even ascetics who neither like men nor women.

What kind of people are these "Oh, my love, can't you finally fall into my arms! Your Majesty, please rest assured that this war in the south will be handed over to me.

I will give you a perfect victory."

Brad saluted directly to Caligula, expressing his will to go out.

The expression of his brother pig made Caesar unable to help cover his face.

"Give it to you and win back, you are Sichun, bastard! For my love, you just say you want their bodies, why are you talking so much.

hypocritical!"

"You can't say that, bronchitis Caesar.

Seeing the poor beautiful young men fall into the clutches of France, as a partner of justice, shouldn't I do my knightly duty to rescue them? For the sake of the country, and for my lover, how noble is this?"

Brad has felt insomnia since he met Alfred and Dion once three years ago.

Although it is strange to say that as an ancestor of the Dead Apostles, he felt like he was shot by the arrow of Eros.

For the past three years, he has been: suffering from lovesickness, not only once trying to get those two over.

But unfortunately, he never had the chance.

Now that the other party took the initiative to send it to the door, he felt that the god of love must have heard his prayer.

"I'll remind you again, I'm not a strict wife, I just love her so much that I can't hold more women in my heart."

Caesar pointed at Brad and retorted loudly.

"Isn't that bronchitis? I understand, you don't need to explain."

"You know your sister!"