No matter what, the Count of Libya still had to meet Luther Pompey.
In the entire kingdom, there are only a handful of people whom the Count of Libya has to meet, but Luther Pompey is one of them.
And he is the one who poses the greatest threat.
The Count of Libya has always been in awe of this cunning boy.
I'm afraid people won't believe it. The powerful Libyan earl would be in awe of a twenty-something kid.
But it's true.
When Duke Ferge was killed, the Libyan Earl had already felt this awe. This kid had too many tricks.
"Your Excellency, I have to remind you that the one following Luther and Pompey is a young white dragon with a huge energy reaction. He is a magician."
Inside this castle, there is also a tower spirit who has served the Libyan earl for generations. At this time, the tower spirit's voice sounded.
The Libyan Count was not afraid because this castle was a Libyan castle, and the Count himself was also a Knight of Holy Light.
But the Earl thought about it and said to Talling, "Notify my father to come over."
"Yes." Tower Spirit replied.
The father of the Earl of Libya was the previous Earl, and the last magician to appear in the war of Ferg.
He determined Felger's defeat.
Not long after, amidst a wave of magic, the old earl walked out of the arbitrary door. He had a similar face to the Libyan earl, but he was wearing a wizard robe, holding a magic wand, and had white hair.
"Dad, please watch the meeting through the tower spirit first, I will go to meet him." The Libyan Count bowed and said.
"Okay." The old count nodded.
Then, Count Libya took Mr. Al down to the second floor and came to the hall.
There were two chairs in the gorgeous and exquisite hall, but only Luther was sitting there, and Miss Xinia was standing on Luther's left.
There was a young maid serving him. There was a coffee table to the left of Luther's seat, on which was a cup of black tea and some biscuits.
When Luther saw the Count of Libya coming down, he stood up, bowed and said, "Hello, Count."
"Hello, Mr. Luther." Count Libya also bowed and sat on the throne. Mr. Al stood beside Count Libya.
"I heard from Al that you wanted a private meeting. I wonder what you plan to discuss with me?" The Libyan Count glanced at Mr. Al and asked Luther.
"I want your territory, Your Excellency." Luther said this with a smile.
"Ah!!!!" The maid serving nearby covered her mouth with her hands and screamed.
Mr. Al was also shocked. How could someone say such a thing so casually?
Only the Count of Libya was also extremely shocked, but he remained somewhat calm. He frowned and said to the maid, "Go down."
"Yes." The poor maid crawled away. It was horrible.
Is White Eagle going to go to war with Libya? I want your territory? ? ? ! ! !
This sentence is really terrible.
"Are you kidding me?" The Libyan Count took a deep breath, adjusted his bad mood, and asked in a deep voice.
Anyone who hears this will get furious.
For a lord, the most important thing is the territory.
The Libyan family has taken root in this territory for thousands of years, how can they just give up? Although the Libyan Count felt that he should be respectful to Luther, he couldn't help but want to kill Luther on the spot.
Too arrogant, this kid.
"No?" Luther shook his head, then said seriously, "I am serious."
This traditional lion king finally got angry.
Very imposing.
Very capable.
If the person standing in front of him at this moment was an ordinary person, he would definitely have only one outcome, being torn to pieces.
But the problem is that the people standing in front of him are Luther and Pompey.
A cunning little devil.
Facing the aggressive Libyan Count, Luther smiled and said, "You can try."
Of course Luther came here only when he was sure of his chance. The reason he brought Miss Xinia with him was to prevent himself from being killed instantly.
He brought two legendary golems into his space ring.
Attacker, defender.
There are also a large number of diamond golems. Of course, as a defender, the diamond golem cannot fly and is not very useful, but an attacker is enough.
This is a legendary fighting force.
There is no room for resistance in Libya.
Luther has a magic city and legendary combat power, so his real opponent should be King Odin III, the Grand Duke of the North, and the Marquis of Cambridge.
And it won't be long before Luther surpasses these forces and gains all of Prussia.
Because Luther’s potential is so huge.
Luther was not interested in hegemony, he was only interested in ruling. So there was no need to start a long war with the enemy, and now he went to meet the Libyan Count alone.
When the Magic City of Pompeii has completely become a major war magic city, Luther will use the Magic City of Pompeii to dominate the three human kingdoms and become an interstellar empire.
As for now, let’s deal with the Count of Libya first.
If the Libyan Count wanted to fight, Luther would fight with him. But Luther felt that the Libyan Count would not choose to fight.
Because the Count of Libya is not an attacker like the Duke of Ferger, but a traditional lion king.
The Earl would not take action unless he was absolutely sure.
Now the Count of Libya cannot figure out his cards, so he will naturally be confused and worried.
Caution is a bad thing, but it is also a good thing. Luther does not want to completely eliminate the Libyan Earl family and wants to end it peacefully.
As long as the Libyan family is willing to give up their territory and allow the White Eagle officials to enter the Golden City, they can rule the Libyan Earldom.
Merge the Earldom of White Eagle and Libya to form a unified Orange.
Luther was willing to give the Count of Libya a chance to live.
Luther is not a bloodthirsty killer, not in the past, not now, and not in the future. Luther only wants to gain the right to rule.
Just as Luther had imagined, the Count of Libya looked at Luther in doubt and uncertainty, looking at the calm Luther.
He always felt that there was a layer of fog shrouding Luther, and beneath the fog, there was a poisonous snake lurking, which would deliver a fatal blow to him.
"This cunning kid must have some trick up his sleeve. He can't be so reckless as to bring a white dragon with him to cause trouble for me."
The Libyan Count's intuition told him that if he took action at this time, he would definitely get into trouble.
(End of this chapter)
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