An angry shout was heard, and Louis saw a noble in gorgeous clothes glaring at him.

Louis narrowed his eyes. Although this noble had a relatively obvious human appearance, this clothing was obviously not the mainstream clothing in the current human kingdom.

He searched his memory and soon remembered that this nobleman came from a country near the Sword Coast where humans and aliens lived together.

Asa Martin United States.

It was a country that once believed in the dark goddess Shar, but later abandoned its faith without hesitation after Shar's fall.

However, perhaps because people have believed in the powerful power of Shar, who is almost an evil god, for too long in history, there are many people in this country with various evil professions.

The most famous one is Shadow Warrior.

It is a profession that is proficient in lurking and assassination like a thief, but compared to the more neutral and peaceful thieves, shadow warriors are better at backstab + curse.

Louis, who was disguised as Mayer, did not speak, but asked the magic clone acting as the prince to speak: "If the sewer rats of Asamartin have no intention of reasonable communication, then shut up and shrink back."

The little swan beside him also raised his head and said proudly: "We are here to discuss countermeasures, not to have a hearing with you."

After the two magic clones spoke, Louis, who had transformed into Meyer, said slowly:

"When His Royal Highness Louis and His Royal Highness Olivia told me to come to the meeting, they didn't tell me that this was the situation."

He held his chin in his hand and asked his magic clone in confusion: "Your Highness Louis, did you forget some key information when you received the invitation letter?"

The magic clone shook his head without hesitation and said, "No, it was the Tunisian partners who proposed this after all. How could I forget such important information?"

He said indifferently, "After all, if they came here to question you, Meyer, I would have burned the invitation long ago."

——The implication is that this is not the United States of Assamatin, and he and Mayer came here to give face to their ally Tunisia, not to other countries.

Once these words were spoken, if Tunisia did not react at all, it would be really embarrassing, and someone in the Council of Nobles spoke up immediately.

"Okay, Mr. Anberas of Assammartin, please give Tunisia some face. Today's meeting is not to question Mr. Meyer."

The person who spoke was Prime Minister Duke. He looked at Ambelas with extremely cold eyes, as if he would kick Ambelas out if he said one more word.

——In fact, he really dared to do so.

He looked at Louis who was wearing a mask, nodded and said:

"This time we are here mainly to communicate with everyone about the recent events in the Giant Plains, so we have also invited the new chieftain of the Troll Tribe to discuss important matters with us today."

His eyes turned to the two cloaked men at the second seat.

The heights of these two cloaked men were far above the average human height. When they took off their cloaks, their green skin was revealed as expected.

Those were two trolls.

Ambelas, who was originally arguing with Louis, frowned and said nothing.

The country where Anberas is located was a country that combined politics and religion in its early years. Many years ago, the dark goddess Shar tried more than once to achieve her goal of "unifying all things" by guiding the dungeon demons to wreak havoc on the continent.

However, after the Dark Goddess no longer responded to his faith, Asamartin chose to give up this faith without hesitation.

In addition, Goddess Shar has always been notorious for her evil deeds, so they immediately launched large-scale light-speed cutting.

What Shar supported before, they now oppose.

They were doing the exact opposite of what Shar had believed in the past.

In the past, the shadow warriors of Asamartin had a good relationship with the trolls. After all, the power of the demon king flows in the bodies of the trolls.

But after the light-speed cutting, they pretended not to know this ally at all.

No, it should be said that not only do they not know each other, but they also oppose it after meeting each other.

Unfortunately, Tunisia did not give him a chance to speak. Prime Minister Duke looked at the two trolls and said, "Captain Nuuk, Your Excellency Gale, I have invited you to come to Tunisia from afar. I hope you can repeat the strategic offensive we have agreed on earlier with our partners from the various order camps on the continent."

"I hope you have a pleasant trip to Tunisia."

Louis raised an eyebrow.

Because of this disaster, the entire Troll Tribe has fallen into turmoil.

When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will be broken. His layout in the Troll Tribe is now somewhat overwhelmed, and the entire Meyer Chamber of Commerce's intelligence agency in the Giant Plains is almost paralyzed.

He didn't know that this guy Nuk actually took the position of the chief.

He thought that the troll tribe would choose Nuk's elders, such as the demigod troll Gale Dragon Howl.

But now it seems that Dafeng Longxiao is only serving as an assistant, and the power of the tribe now falls directly into the hands of the legend Nuk Longxiao.

That's really... a great thing! Louis showed some joy in his eyes, after all, he and Nuke had cooperated before.

If there is a first time, there will be a second time. The Meyer Chamber of Commerce is always active at the forefront of interests, and the Troll Tribe will be the best investment target that can be found in the short term.

Nook seemed to notice Louis' gaze and looked straight at him.

Louis smiled and nodded at him.

After Nuke responded, he nodded to everyone and placed a projection crystal on the table.

Several pictures with different perspectives appeared in the air, all of which showed the wars taking place in different areas of the Giant Plains.

The most eye-catching of these were the several hunts carried out by the Troll Suicide Squad and the Tunisian Knights.

The scene was silent, and everyone was watching the scene quietly.

Watching the trolls and knights on the screen charging towards the most dangerous direction, there was a little more emotion in their eyes.

Even Anberas of the Asamartin United States could not help but nod and admire:

"This time the troll tribe really launched a precise and swift action to combat evil."

God bless you, it's good enough that they didn't add insult to injury because of their country's stance.

It was quite surprising for Nook to give such an evaluation.

Someone among the hawkish nobles in Tunisia raised his hand and asked, "Those who stood up again and continued to fight, are they the legion that was rumored?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Louis.

Louis greeted their scrutinizing gazes with a smile and said, "You can call them the Cursed Legion."

"The reason they were able to stand up again was due to the New Book of the Dead. It was the power of the Mad King, an authority that was formed after a long period of baptism."

The hawkish marquis sighed, turned to look at a neutral marquis and said:

"Marquis Russ, I heard that your youngest son participated in this war without telling you."

Marquis Russ's eyes were dull. When he heard the hawkish Marquis talking about his youngest son, he raised his head slightly and said numbly:

"The child is willing to sacrifice himself for the country. I have no reason to stop him, but it is inevitable to be distressed."

Louis looked at Prime Minister Duke.

Prime Minister Duke nodded at him, and Louis understood that the youngest son of the neutral Marquis had really joined the Tunisian Knights.

He stood in awe and said, "So he is the warrior's father."

"I don't deserve it. Sometimes I wonder if I am a thief who stole the fruits of victory from these warriors."

Marquis Rus shook his head and said, "That is their wish. Even if they no longer look like humans, they still want to carry out Tunisia's plan. They are a group of brave children."

"I just want to ask you a question. Is my youngest brave in the battlefield?"

Louis was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "No one, whether troll or knight, has retreated. They are undoubtedly warriors."

"That's good, that's good... He said before that he wanted to be an excellent knight. Now that he's dead, he's finally achieved his wish."

Louis thought for a moment and said to Marquis de Rus: "Can you wait a moment?"

Marquis de Rus looked at him strangely, not knowing what Mr. Meyer wanted to do.

When Louis saw the strange behavior of Marquis Rus, he didn't understand what was going on at first, but when the little swan reminded him, he suddenly realized it.

"You don't think that the technology for resurrecting the dead that I talked about with Prime Minister Duke is fake, do you?"

Seeing Louis so naturally raise the question that everyone present was most concerned about, there was an uproar at the scene.

Louis didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He had already learned from his first wife that Tunisia and the Troll Tribe would stand on his side this time, so he naturally thought that people in Tunisia should believe his words.

However, Marquis Russ showed through his actions that he did not consider the son who was resurrected in the form of the Cursed Legion to be his son.

The reason why he did not show any opposition was that he stood on Louis' side only out of Tunisia's national interests.

Louis snapped his fingers.

The shadow beneath him continued to spread, and eventually turned into a black curtain that seemed to engulf the meeting place.

Countless ink stains kept wriggling in the black curtain. After a moment, a knight in armor slowly walked out from the black curtain.

He took off his shadowed armor, revealing a face that was a blend of light gray and crimson.

Seeing that somewhat thin face, Marquis Rus, who had not shown much expression, showed extremely obvious emotional fluctuations.

“Ah, ah~”

He didn't know when the seat under him had been overturned, and he walked towards the knight tremblingly.

Without waiting for him to reach him, the knight quickly stepped forward and supported Marquis Rus.

"I'm sorry, father."

The knight's voice was a little muffled.

Marquis Rus's somewhat old hands stroked his somewhat cold face again and again, and the magical fluctuations on his body spread.

Only then did everyone realize that Marquis Russ was actually a wizard whose strength had reached the peak of the exemplary level.

He carefully confirmed the situation of the familiar evil boy in front of him in his own way.

The body constructed by the power of shadow was entangled and offset by endless curse power, and was finally endowed with a special immortal soul.

Although the original human body was no longer there, the familiar soul was undoubtedly the youngest one he knew.

“Ah~ah~”

Marquis Rus burst into tears: "It's true, he is really the youngest."

"Father, it's me."

The knight's voice was very light: "I'm back."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Everyone at the scene looked at this scene in surprise.

In fact, when Louis summoned the members of the Cursed Legion, everyone unscrupulously used various means of investigation on them.

Someone exclaimed in praise: "The Mad King's outrageous concept back then actually came to fruition. He is indeed worthy of being the number one necromancer of the new millennium."

Someone's eyes flashed with fear: "Isn't this power of turning the dead into immortal shadow creatures a bit too extreme?"

Someone said disdainfully: "You think it's extreme only because you don't have the power."

Although some people didn't speak, Louis could clearly feel the hunger and desire revealed in their eyes.

Thousands of people with different faces are playing out in this not-so-big conference hall.

Prime Minister Duke watched the scene quietly, and suddenly said, "Mr. Meyer, release our Tunisian Knights and let me communicate with them."

Louis pretended to gesture towards his and Little Swan's magical clones, and after receiving a confirmation, he smiled and said, "Of course, after all, I have an appointment with the Knight Commander."

The next moment, a burst of dense footsteps was heard in the darkness.

One by one, knights wearing Tunisian armor walked out.

The meeting place became increasingly crowded, and in the end some people were called outside because the room could not accommodate so many knights.

Prime Minister Duke looked at the knights with sorrow.

This group of young people were the pride of Tunisia, but now they have all become a cursed army that is not much better than corpses. This makes him very sad.

The only thing to be thankful for is that they are not like the group of zombies in Night of the Living Dead who only know how to attack all living things.

They still retained clean souls and pure memories, so Duke could at least comfort himself that they were not really dead.

He waved his hand and said to the knights who were all looking at him:

"Today I am calling you back to ask for your opinions, brave men and women who have given everything for Tunisia."

"I choose to continue fighting with Mr. Meyer as a cursed spirit."

"I still want to seek comfort for my soul and die peacefully."

Louis didn't say anything, just watched the scene quietly.

No one knew better than him how powerful the Cursed Legion was, but he did not want to use such cruel means against intelligent races.

After all, once they become members of the Cursed Legion, they will never have the chance to break free of their own bondage, and they can also choose to destroy their immortal souls through special means.

When they were on the battlefield, he and the commander of the knights had an agreement that if any of the knights wanted to die graciously, he hoped that Louis would take the initiative to remove the restraints of the Cursed Legion and let them die peacefully.

Even now, the reason why the Empire was asked to help was only because they were worried that Tunisia and the Trolls would ignore the wishes of the members of the Cursed Legion and force Louis to disband the entire Cursed Legion.

The eyes of demigods from all directions were focused on Louis.

As long as Louis makes any move that threatens the members of the Cursed Legion, they will most likely take action to stop him.

But the next choice made by the cursed spirits shocked them.

(End of this chapter)