Volume 1, Chapter 198: This Mr. Number One must have a big boss behind him

When Lynch returned to the City of Grace, the army of the Land of Grace sang all the way and rushed straight to the Royal City of Fort Origi.

With the help of King Walter, there were almost no nobles who were not brave enough to resist.

"Wow - I want to go home and kill all you bastards. I'm only four years old, and you asked me to carry a knife to the battlefield. It's too hard for me!"

Dasha dragged a sword on the ground with difficulty, stumbling with every step, gritting his teeth and crying from time to time.

This wasn't the first time he had complained about it, and he was no longer surprised by the 'commonplace foursome'.

"Get lost, you little brat! Hurry up and walk any slower or I'll eat you!" Penny kicked Dasha's butt skillfully.

If it were an ordinary person, Dasha would have cursed a few words, but Penny...he was most afraid of Penny.

For no other reason than that Penny was a necromancer. She could easily scare the little king for a long time by creating a ghost.

Dasha closed his mouth, tears in his eyes, and continued to drag the heavy sword forward with difficulty.

The sword used by the dwarves weighs twenty pounds.

Just as they were about to reach the Royal City of Origi, Dasha rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.

Unlike the responsible Lynch, the 'Eye-Rolling Foursome' looked down upon Dasha.

Paul pinched Dasha's mouth open skillfully and poured a bottle of goblin-made recovery potion into Dasha's mouth: "This little bastard is weak again. The master asked us to take him to the battlefield, and he must want us to change his temper. This bastard is really lucky."

"Since you want to train him, we will do as you wish." Borg looked at Dasha and smiled contemptuously: "As a puppet of the Land of Grace, we must make sure he remains loyal to the Land of Grace."

"Why do I feel that sir just wants to make him suffer?" Uncle Morton looked at Dasha with sympathy.

"Shut up!" Paul, who was feeding Dasha potion, shouted angrily, "Sir, you want to train an outstanding king, how can you be such a stingy person? Kind sir, even if you are insulted by the little king, you still repay evil with kindness. We should praise your greatness!"

Uncle Morton shrank his head, glanced at Borg and Penny who were looking disappointed, and suddenly knelt down on one knee towards the Land of Grace: "Sir, Morton is wrong!"

If everyone thinks so, then it must be true.

I must have misunderstood again. Oh, it seems that I am really a stupid person.

Uncle Morton felt ashamed.

"What's wrong?"

Marcus led some dwarf and goblin elders towards the 'Zan Meilinqi Four', and asked in confusion when he saw Morton kneeling on one knee.

"Nothing." Borg waved his hand and said to Marcus, "Master Marcus, we are about to arrive at the Royal City of Fort Origi. According to the information from the King of Fort Origi, the demigod of Fort Origi has been dealt with by you, sir. So I would like to ask your opinion."

Marcus was a little confused when he heard this: "Ask me what I mean?"

"Yes, Lord Marcus." Borg maintained respect for Marcus. "I wonder if you think the King of Fort Origi and the nobles should die or live? I have never been able to decide."

Marcus was silent for a while, a little confused, and began to weigh the pros and cons. He took a deep breath, turned slowly, and said to Borg: "This is a political matter, and it is under your jurisdiction."

Having said that, he walked back into the army.

Marcus had respect for Fort Origi. This was a country that had fought hard to protect humanity from being invaded by orcs. The nobles there, though not of high moral character, had made great contributions to the world.

However, his meaning at this time was already very clear.

Borg is an extremely sinister person. If the fate of the top executives of Fort Orange is placed in his hands, there is no doubt that Borg will choose to maximize his interests.

In other words, Borg will kill all the high-ranking officials in Fort Orange!

Marcus, acquiesced.

In the past, he might have saved the lives of these great men.

"Master Marcus, I understand."

Borg said something to Marcus' back, with a smile on his face.

The army entered the royal city.

Borg received the intelligence brought back by Penny and, with a group of berserkers, entered the residences of the high-ranking officials of Fort Orange.

......

"God's Land, Nicholas No. 1..."

When the army of the Land of God's Grace entered the city, a figure in the sky watched silently and whispered.

He is the God of War - Kudoimos.

After coming down from heaven, he immediately began to collect all the information.

In a short time, he knew that the six warlords died at the hands of Lynch.

However, due to insufficient intelligence, he didn't know how Lynch did it.

He collected a lot of intelligence related to Lynch.

The more I look at him, the more I feel that this person is not a simple person.

Suddenly appeared, and there seemed to be the shadow of an angel behind him, as if he was an enemy of the devil.

At the same time, he also saved the world. People say that he is a kind person, but he has great ambitions and wants to rule the world?

Next, there was the strange situation in the Land of Grace.

An unknown and terrifying strong man used a terrible forbidden power.

Moreover, he saw that the races in the Land of God's Grace seemed to have reached their racial limits, and many of them had even slightly broken through the limits and evolved towards a higher level of their lives.

Putting everything together, Kudoimos's face turned slightly cold. "Behind the Land of Grace, there is most likely a God who has reached the forbidden level to help them. Perhaps it is related to the heavens. Moreover, before the chaos in the heavens, the Smiling Man had already appeared, and the Land of Grace had already been built. This means that it is very likely that an ancient god in the heavens has already made preparations and wants the Land of Grace to help him rule the world."

"For this, he must have helped the Land of God's Grace a lot. And since a mere human being was able to kill my children, he must have helped me."

Kudoimos's expression became increasingly gloomy: "There aren't many people who possess forbidden-level powers. But given the current situation, it could be anyone. However, as long as I find out who's behind this, I'll still have a chance to avenge my child!"

He looked at the Igoria steppe in the north, the countries bordering the Kingdom of Klei in the east, and the direction of the Universal Church, his face grim.

"I am the God of War, and what I love most is war. The destruction of the Kingdom of Claire and the Land of God's Grace will become a sacrifice for my children!"

After saying this, Kudoimos took a deep look at the Borg who walked out of a castle holding a bloody knife, and the people of the Land of Grace who were laughing as they collected the spoils, and flew away into the distance.