Chapter 637 Stop (Part 2)

"His Majesty!"

The nobles who recovered from the shock bowed and bowed.

Collin quickly bet his will into the body of Emperor Reinhart, but this kind of manipulation of the blood slave is inevitably a bit unnatural.

Fortunately, it was late at night, which just helped Colin hide some of the imperfections in details.

"You should not doubt the loyalty of the Count of Angeles." Emperor Reinhard the Great spoke, "and the one who colluded with Mr. to sacrifice to the Storm Fortress was Queen Midela, and had nothing to do with the St. Heards."

With the emperor's personal admission, most of the nobles' suspicion about the northern border instantly dissipated.

Although Count Nicol felt that Emperor Reinhart's tone was a bit strange, he did not think too much at this time, but asked:

"Your Majesty, then do you agree to the plan to sacrifice the Storm Fortress?"

"Of course not!" Emperor Reinhardt said decisively, "How could I bear to let the most elite army of the empire and countless people from the Western Region become sacrifices!

Even if we want to kill the orc emperor, we should defeat him in a straightforward manner on the battlefield!

I believe that every Imperial Knight will not reject such glory!”

These words made the nobles breathe a sigh of relief.

Colin also took the opportunity to explain:

"Everyone, the reason why Your Majesty pretended to be sick before was because of the pressure from Queen Midella.

Because she bewitched the three paladins to agree to this evil plan, His Majesty's personal safety cannot be guaranteed."

Immediately, Colin immediately manipulated Reinhart the Great and spoke:

"Yes. Thanks to the Earl of Angeles, who successfully persuaded Prince Lexi to change his mind, I dared to come forward to tell everyone what I really think, and I hope everyone can work with me to stabilize the situation of the Storm Fortress and thwart the conspiracy between Mr. Sidra and Queen Midella!"

Under the double act of Colin and Reinhart the Great, the imperial nobles expressed their support.

Even the nobles who were originally bewitched by Queen Midela and agreed to sacrifice to the Storm Fortress, they immediately changed their attitude when they saw the wind direction change.

Emperor Reinhart nodded with satisfaction and ordered:

"Okay! Since that's the case, please go back immediately to gather the army, stabilize people's hearts, and calm the chaos in the Storm Fortress as soon as possible."

"Yes, your Majesty!"

The nobles took the order aloud, but just as they turned around and were about to leave, they found that Duke St. Grien had appeared at the entrance of the stairs at some point.

The crowd suddenly became quiet.

According to Collin and Reinhardt the Great, Prince Lexi had been successfully persuaded, and everyone also saw that he was fighting fiercely with the mentor, but the Paladins that Queen Midela had won over were also a Duke of St. Grien!

At this time, the Duke of the West was alone blocking the stairs, which made the nobles hesitate and dared not move forward.

Colin wasn't too nervous.

Because he knew that Duke St. Grien was seriously injured and did not have much combat power. If he really wanted to fight hard, even if he didn't send out the Paladin, Colin would be sure to force him back with a few sixth-level blood slaves alone.

So he took the initiative to step forward and persuaded:

"Duke of St. Grian, His Majesty is determined to end the plan to sacrifice the Storm Fortress. Do you wish to return to the wrong path?"

Duke St. Grien pursed his lips tightly, his falcon-like eyes as calm as water, but it seemed that nothing could be reflected.

Faced with Collin's questioning, the glare of Emperor Reinhart the Great, and the hostile gaze of the imperial nobles, she spoke extremely harsh words:

"You cowards!

You ran away in the Tianduan Mountains, but now you are in the Storm Fortress, you are going to run away again!”

"This is not an escape," Collin defended, "I just don't want to use such evil means. Moreover, even if the orc emperor can be killed by the Eye of Judgment, I'm afraid such glory will not make any Imperial Knight proud."

"I don't need any shit pride." Duke St. Grien said coldly, "I only want Saruman, die!"

Colin looked at Duke St. Grien with some disappointment, feeling very sorry.

He originally admired the only female paladin in the empire, but unexpectedly, the fall of the Western Frontier changed her temperament and she almost became a madman who could do anything to avenge her.

"Sorry, Duke of St. Grian," said Collin without any hesitation, "This is the order of His Majesty, and the will of all the nobles of the Empire, and will not be changed by your own thoughts."

Duke Saint Grien slowly pulled out the long sword around his waist, and his whole aura gradually became sharp, and he said in his mouth:

"Colin, I have warned you that if you dare to destroy this sacrifice plan, don't blame me for being rude!"

Colin smiled slightly, drew out his sword, and said calmly:

"Duke of St. Grien, then I'm about to learn your trick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Colin's holy power surged rapidly, turning into a golden crystal-like barrier in front of him.

Bang!

Just as the Duke of St. Grian's attack came suddenly.

In an instant, countless images poured into Colin's mind. He seemed to see an immense meteorite hit the ground with a bang, and the flames burst and sputtered everywhere.

However, he finally blocked the Paladin's attack.

Duke St. Grian was indeed seriously injured.

Colin completely relieved himself and did not call out the paladin hiding beside him, and dealt with Duke St. Grien alone.

The imperial nobles watching the battle were almost shocked to see this. Obviously, they did not expect that Colin could actually deal with the Paladin's attack alone, even if it was an injured Paladin.

Seeing this, Count Nicol immediately called the lords of the East Realm to walk out.

The other nobles also woke up as if they were dreaming, avoided the two people in the battle, left the castle, and went to contact their own troops.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

After a series of long swords fighting, Colin and Duke St. Grian retreated.

There were more than a dozen sword marks on Collin's body, but he didn't care about it at all. Instead, he looked at Duke St. Grien opposite him in a fight.

Duke St. Grian gained the upper hand in the fight just now, but her condition fell into a downturn.

Countless dense blood marks appeared on her face again, making her look like a porcelain doll that broke at the touch.

"Duke of St. Grian, why should you be so hurt? What's more, even if you can defeat me, the situation in the Storm Fortress has been re-controlled by His Majesty, and your plan of sacrifice has been declared unsuccessful.

If you really want to take revenge, you should join us and block the orc army in the Loire Valley..."

"Don't talk to me about the Loire Valley!" Duke St. Grien interrupted roughly, "You are all cowards who dare not face a strong enemy in the north!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling red light burst out from Duke St. Grien.

The next moment, the sharp sound of the vine resounded throughout the fortress.
Chapter completed!