Warhammer Wizard

It was quiet in the White River Hall.

Duke Fisher maintained the bearing of a duke, at least on the surface, his face was indifferent, but his vassals did not even dare to let out the air, and from time to time looked up at the big men on the steps.

The dragonborn sat in the high chair with a smile on his face, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Ren has returned to her side, expressionless, a pair of deep eyes swept across the lords, he did not release his breath, just like ordinary people observing, but somehow, the lords felt a sense of fear in their hearts Under the inexplicable pressure, some people lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at each other, and some people squeezed out a pleasing smile, but they seemed a little embarrassed.

Those squire guards who followed behind the lord and the sturgeon warriors of the Fisher family were even more trembling.

The entire hall was in an extremely depressing atmosphere, and time passed minute by minute.

For the first time, Duke Fisher and the lords felt that time had passed so slowly, that every minute was a long agony.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour.

Ren flashed into the middle of the hall again, and a blue light lit up on his left palm. After a minute of casting, a large portal was re-summoned.

bang bang bang...

The Ultramarines quickly walked out of the portal and scattered around the hall.

They had just experienced a fierce battle, but no one had blood on their bodies, no traces on their armor, and no one was killed. The lords were horrified by the aura they exuded, like a terrifying legion coming out of the abyss. Some attendants and sturgeon warriors couldn't bear such a mental shock, and subconsciously stepped back a few steps, trying to stay farther away.

The Ultramarines of the two squads all returned soon, not a few.

Sicarius was the last to walk out of the portal, and his body over two meters four was like a wall, blocking the portal from a shadow.

In his hand was a middle-aged aristocrat in fancy clothes.

"Boss, people have been caught alive."

Sicarius' voice came from under the helmet, the low noise exuded a sturdy temperament, and then he threw the captive under the steps.

"Viscount Waldfrey!"

When the lords recognized the nobles on the ground, they couldn't help but lose their voices.

They are no strangers to Viscount Wadfrey, and some of them are even close to him. The family of the lord of Cold River City is built on the blood of the "Saber-toothed Crocodile", although it is not as good as the seven major families of Congatro Bloodline, but in the Principality of Fisher, it is also the top extraordinary bloodline.

Waldfrey has been a legend for many years of cultivation, and his strength is also the top among many lords.

However, at this moment, his hands and feet were broken, and there were blood holes all over his body. He didn't know how many shots he was shot.

The lords looked at each other as they looked at Viscount Waldfrey, who was in the air.

Duke Fisher could no longer remain indifferent.

As a lord with a fief, Viscount Waldfrey is always surrounded by extraordinary guards, and there is also an extraordinary army in the castle, with a number of more than 200. Even the Fisher family wants to break the castle. It is not easy, but in less than a quarter of an hour was eliminated within the time limit, and even the lord became a prisoner.

The cause was just an order from the young man in front of him.

Duke Fisher hated Viscount Waldfrey's betrayal and had the idea of ​​a crusade, but he didn't want to see Viscount Waldfrey destroyed in this way, at least, it should be done by himself.

He looked at his vassals, and everyone had an undisguised shock in their eyes. Among them, some of the lords who had hesitated to send troops before, those careful thoughts had disappeared.

Obviously, this is the effect Renne wants.

"Ugh……"

Duke Fisher sighed softly and released a hydrotherapy technique on Viscount Waldfrey's body, which stopped the bleeding, and the injury quickly improved. His pale face returned to a bit of red.

Viscount Wadfrey regained consciousness and saw Duke Fisher in front of him at a glance. He was stunned for a while, and then shouted: "Lord Duke, save me and Lenghe City! I don't know where a group of people came from. Terrible enemies, who have breached the castle..."

Halfway through he said, he suddenly saw Ultramarines standing around the hall, and let out an exclamation.

"It's them!"

"Lord Duke, they killed my people and guards..." Viscount Wadfrey shouted, and finally realized that something was wrong, how could I be in White River Hall, and other lords were there, they and Lord Duke Are you staring at yourself blankly?

And who are those people standing on the steps?

His voice gradually fell, and his face was full of panic.

"Waldfrey, why did you reject my summoning order?" Duke Fisher interrogated with a cold face and a deep voice. "Rejecting the summoning order is a betrayal of me. I think you should be well aware of the consequences." TV update fastest/ /

"I, I... the Duke..."

Wadfrey couldn't even say a word of defense because he was too nervous. The pain of the wound on his body came, and suddenly a big cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Duke Fisher did not want to hear his explanation at all.

He saluted Emily and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please allow me to deal with this traitor."

Emily was noncommittal, "This is your power, I will not interfere."

A vassal of a vassal, not my vassal. This aristocratic system principle is almost universal to all human kingdoms in Alanus. The vassals are only responsible to the lord they owe their allegiance to, and the lord's allegiance has no affiliation with them.

Duke Fisher's request for instructions was merely a statement.

He raised his hand and shot a stream of water around Wadfrey. The stream was like a python, tying his body tightly, forcibly pulled up from the ground and knelt in front of him, even blocking his mouth.

The blade of a thousand rivers fell into his hands and was placed on Wadfrey's neck.

"In the name of Oceana, lord of the rivers, and in the presence of Queen Emily of the House of Drogonburg, king of Congatro, I, Lord Reeves Fisher, hereby declare that Viscount Waldfrey committed treason, Deprived of the title and the fief of Lenghe City, and sentenced you to death."

During Duke Fisher's trial, Viscount Wadfrey struggled frantically, his eyes were bloodshot, but a sound came out of his mouth.

puff!

As the trial fell, the Blade of Thousand Rivers also cut off the head of Viscount Waldfrey.

The headless corpse was wrapped in water, and the freshly swept ground was not stained with blood. There was silence in the White River Hall, and the lords looked at Waldfrey's corpse, silent.

Belisi glanced, and immediately two sturgeon warriors came up and removed the body and head.

Duke Fisher put away the Blade of Thousand Rivers, with no emotions on his face, as if he had done something trivial, and asked, "Your Highness, can you start the ceremony?"

Emily looked at Ren who was beside her.

"Lord Duke, please wait a moment." Ren smiled, and under the puzzled eyes of Duke Fisher and the lords, the two Speakers Kadegar and Kleos began to cast spells.

The fluctuation of magic is very strong, and the casting time is also very long. It can be seen that the spell is at least above the seventh level.

This upset the lords in the hall.

About two minutes later, the casting of the spell was finally completed, and an illusory image flew out from Speaker Cadgar's staff, flew across the entire hall, and disappeared into the sky.

Kleos' spells were more subtle and seemed to have no effect, leaving the lords at a loss.

However, the two Speakers were both maintaining the appearance of casting spells, and their expressions were very focused.

"What spell is this?"

Someone couldn't help but ask aloud.

As soon as the voice fell, a grand voice sounded in the sky of River Run, and passed into the White River Hall: "What kind of spell is this?"

"Who's talking?" The lord was startled.

"Who's talking?" A voice in the sky followed, like a repeater.

There was an uproar in the hall, and then the sound from outside was also very noisy. Duke Fisher had already foreseen the cause of the matter. Just as he was about to ask a question, a sturgeon warrior ran into the hall and shouted: "Lord Duke, there is an image in the sky outside, you can See what's going on here."

Kai Dejia waved his staff, and the dome of the White River Hall became transparent. Everyone looked up and suddenly saw a huge image appearing hundreds of meters above the River Run, showing the White River Hall. in the scenario.

Not only is everyone in the hall the same, but all the arrangements are also the same, like a reflection on the water.

This reflection is also magnified dozens of times, so that everyone in the heart of Barosque can see it clearly, and it has a voice of speech.

"Please don't panic."

Ren raised his hand and pressed it down, explaining: "This is the spell effect of the two Speakers, the canonization ceremony is so important, His Highness hopes that her people can witness the return of the Dragonborn with their own eyes, Lord Duke, you shouldn't object, right? "

Duke Fisher's face froze, his hands clasped and released.

A smile appeared on his face, "As long as it is His Highness's will, and it is beneficial to His Highness's strategy to restore the country, I am willing to do it, please rest assured Earl Glamorgan."

"That's good." Ren nodded with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

It was his idea.

Duke Fisher has mastered the duchy for hundreds of years. Although he has already declared his allegiance verbally and agreed to the three conditions proposed by Emilys, the eyes of the soul can see clearly that Duke Fisher has not completely given up, and there are still people who defect. Possibly, just disguised well.

Today's oath ceremony is to announce the return of the Dragonborn to Congatro, and it must be as grand as possible, with as many witnesses as possible.

However, Duke Fisher chose the venue for the ceremony in the White River Hall, and the only participants were his vassals.

If Duke Fisher turns his face in the future, as long as he and the vassals agree to deny the existence of this ceremony, even if everyone knows it is true, but the participants do not admit it, it has never happened.

If the residents of the city of Barosque were allowed to see the ceremony, it would be different.

Duke Fisher can stop the mouths of the vassals, but he can't stop the mouths of the people. Once the ceremony is broadcast live, unless the Fisher family abandons the family creed that has been passed down for thousands of years and betrays the oath, it can only be bound to the Dragonborn. Never get off the boat.

This "live broadcast" was done through "Silent Phantom" and "Sonication".

The number of levels of the two spells is not high, but the caster is a legendary high-ranking. After the two speakers have studied it, they cooperated with each other and barely achieved the desired effect.

Ren's Voice of All Things heard surprised voices all over the city.

Not to mention Congatro, a rare spell caster, the people of the empire have rarely seen such a scene. Hundreds of thousands of residents stopped or ran out of their homes to look at the images in the sky.

"What is in the sky!"

"White River Hall! I've been there once before, oh, look, that's the Duke!"

"Why didn't the Duke sit on it? Are these people in Baihe the enemies who invaded yesterday? Where did they come from, and what happened?"

"Osenna, is this magic?"

"What did I hear?" Someone exclaimed in alarm, "Your lord the Duke is going to pledge allegiance to Dragonborn, welcome back the rule of the Drogonbau family, and fight against the king?"

More people were shocked by this scene and looked dull.

The attention of the entire Baroque City was attracted, the noise of people was everywhere, and the city was boiling.

The lords in the White River Hall found that their every move would be spread out, so that people in the whole city could see and hear it, as if they were being visited, they suddenly became nervous, their hands and feet stiffened. There are also nobles who are extremely angry in their hearts. They are surrounded by untouchables, but they dare not speak out.

Duke Fisher looked at Ren, who was smiling, and wished he could slash through it, but his strength did not allow it.

"This young man..."

He has lived for hundreds of years, and it is the first time that he realizes what it means to feel powerless, and it is also the first time that he encounters a desperate opponent, as if the opponent can see through all his thoughts.

This kind of conspiracy, I can't deal with it at all.

"That's it!"

"The stronger he is, the greater the success of the restoration of the Drogonburg dynasty. It is not necessarily a bad thing for the Fisher family to surrender first. Belisi is right, chaos is a ladder, and this is the Fisher family. The opportunity to rise must be cut off and seized."

Duke Fisher took a deep breath, completely extinguishing his luck.

He adjusted his clothes, walked to the bottom of the steps and made a solemn gift to Emilys, then turned around and said loudly: "Lords, my subjects, please allow me to introduce to you a very honorable person. Lady, she is Fort Emilys Drogon, daughter of the late King Siria Drogon, Princess of Dragonjing, the only legitimate heir to Congatro!"

With the effect of the spell ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Duke Fisher's voice reached the ears of everyone in Barosque.

Even though people knew it for a long time, they were deeply shocked when they heard Duke Fisher say it himself.

Emily's three-headed dragon also appeared in real time, soaring into the sky from the River Run, the dragon's wings covered the sky, and the dragon's roar resounded through the sky with shock.

The Dragonborn are back!

Drogon Castle is back!

Only this thought remained in people's minds, and then they heard Duke Fischer scolding Marc Lauberdil, angering Marc as a usurper, recounting the crimes of the past and the unforgivable sins of the people of Congatro, in a word, The Fisher family welcomes Queen Emily back, and will lead their vassals to expedition against Mark and restore the Drogonburg dynasty.

After taking the oath for a while, Duke Fisher knelt down on one knee and shouted, "Meet Your Majesty!"