In the Duke's castle meeting hall.

Anno, Christie and Howell sat together.

Liz, the Imperial Knights, and Howell's guards stood behind the leader.

"So, not only did the Dwarf Kingdom fail to recapture Saguntor, but it completely lost a city!"

After listening to Anno's story, Howell stood up from his seat and said excitedly: "Moreover, there are many more god-level masters on the continent now!"

He turned to look at Christie and asked anxiously, "Lady Victoria, we should inform His Majesty the Emperor immediately!"

"No!"

Christie crossed her slender thighs and said calmly, “The Dwarf King had already passed this news to the Six Nations Alliance some time ago.

Now the top leaders of the six countries all know about this.

It was because of this incident that I gave up chasing the dragon and rushed to Zijinlan City."

"A dragon?"

An Nuo raised his head and asked curiously, "Are you talking about three black dragons, Master Sword Saint?"

"no."

Christie looked at Anno who suddenly asked the question and replied, "I heard from the survivors that it was a few green dragons!"

"oh?"

Anno originally thought that the dragon Christie was chasing was the black dragon Avalon that took Adelaide away.

I didn’t expect that it was the green dragon that was causing trouble within the empire.

However, before Dragon Island was unsealed, there was basically no dragon activity on the mainland.

After the world-destroying dragon broke the seal, Dragon Island reappeared and giant dragons became active.

The green dragon that Christie mentioned should also have come from Dragon Island.

However, Annuo could not provide any effective clues when it came to the green dragon.

Christie glanced at Anno calmly, took a sip of the tea on the table next to her, and then said, "I came here this time to investigate the battlefield of Sagunto in detail.

The intelligence that the Dwarf King passed on to the Six-Nation Alliance is only conclusive. Many things still require us to investigate them ourselves to understand them more clearly.

Anno, I heard that you have a great reputation in the Dwarf Kingdom.

You come with me."

Hearing Christie's commanding tone, An Nuo also picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying, "I'm sorry, Master Sword Saint. I was actually seriously injured on the battlefield and almost died there. And I have to lead the team back to the country, so I can't go with you."

joke.

Without even a commission, he was asked to go on a trip just by asking.

Even if he was a sword master, he couldn't give orders to the Adventurer's Guild President and Kingdom noble like that.

Christie looked at Anno and saw that he had covered his left eye with an eyepatch, and chuckled.

"Really? You'd better stop trying to be brave when you're so weak!"

“This woman!”

A "well" character instantly appeared on An Nuo's forehead.

Christie was obviously mocking him for using the death ray and weakening himself.

"Don't worry, I will never show off my prowess in an environment with huge safety risks. I hope that Master Sword Saint will learn from his mistakes and not make some low-level mistakes in the future!"

Annuo is not someone who will suffer losses.

"President Anno!"

When Howe, who was standing next to him, heard what Annuo said, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Does this guy know what he's talking about?

How dare you mock the Empire's Sword Master to his face!

Anno looked at Christie with his right eye, without the slightest fear.

The reason why he dared to say this was not because he was risking his life.

But because he knew that from Christie's position, she would never do anything to An Nuo...

Swoosh~!

The sharp sword tip, flashing with cold light, was only one centimeter away from An Nuo's throat.

Howell, who was standing next to him, had no idea what Christie was doing, but Anno's vital points had already been controlled by the other party.

"I guess you must think that I want to protect the image of the empire and my own image, and will never attack you, right?"

Christie raised an eyebrow at Anno and tapped Anno's neck with the blade of the sword.

Anno looked directly at Christie with a smile on his face.

"Boy, you're pretty brave! But I'm not the positive person you think!"

Christie sheathed her sword, crossed her legs again, and said with a wicked smile: "More than a decade ago, when I was fighting the Eight Demon Generals on the battlefield, you were still playing in the mud with your bare butt!"

Although Christie looks like she is about 20 years old now, she always has a cold expression and looks like an icy beauty.

But she is actually thirty-three years old!

Bianno was twelve years older.

Anno raised his hand and pulled Liz, who had drawn the thorn whip, behind him, and asked Christie a question that confused him very much.

"Master Sword Saint, speaking of the Eight Demon Generals, I have a question for you."

Christie drank her tea nonchalantly and said, "I'll answer based on my mood!"

"It is rumored that the Sword Saint once confronted the Demon King of the Demon Realm and forced him to retreat. I would like to ask if this is true?"

The moment Annuo finished asking the question, the conference room suddenly fell silent.

Christie stood there in a daze, holding the teacup.

"You...doubt my ability?"

"I'm just a little curious!"

Annuo glanced at the Imperial Knight behind Christie who seemed to want to eat Annu alive, and continued to ask: "After all, in today's situation, you almost fell to a ninth-level enemy."

"I told you, even if you don't do anything I won't be in any danger!"

"Oh, do you have any other tricks?"

Anno narrowed his eyes and looked at Christie.

Although Christie was very strong, Anno found that her information panel did not show any talent skills.

In other words, Christie is not a [Protector].

And Annuo subconsciously believed that it was basically impossible for anyone other than a Protector to challenge a higher level.

What's more, the Demon King is an existence that even Caesar finds troublesome.

How did Christie force the devil to retreat?

"You want to trick me?"

Christie reacted quickly. She stood up and walked to Anno, looking at him with her head slightly raised, as if she suddenly became interested.

“President Anno, I heard that your Adventurer’s Guild is expanding.

Why don’t you just move your headquarters to the imperial capital?

I assure you in the name of the Sword Master that the Empire will fully support the development of the Adventurer's Guild!

When you come to the imperial capital, we will have plenty of time to discuss anything you want to know."

Wow~!

An Nuo was a little surprised when he heard the conditions suddenly offered by the other party.

The fact that Christie could make such a guarantee was enough to demonstrate her status in the empire.

But asking Anno to move its headquarters to the imperial capital was obviously intended to make Anno settle down in the empire.

Although the empire is more powerful than the kingdom, Annuo never thought so.

As for Christie's last sentence, it was automatically filtered out by Annuo.

"I believe that adventurers will slowly replace mercenaries!"

Annuo's refusal was obvious.

The underlying meaning is that without your guarantee, adventurers can slowly develop and spread across the continent.

Christie was not angry when she was rejected, but her expression returned to her original cold one.

After waiting for a while, Anno found that Christie was silent, so he knew that he could not ask any more questions.

Coincidentally, Anno also wanted to leave, so he said goodbye to Howell.

This time he came to Howell and told Howell about the previous battle, all out of consideration for Steinbeck.

Just as Annuo turned to leave, Christie suddenly said something incomprehensible.

"Perhaps, you should know more about the family behind me!"

An Nuo looked at Christie in confusion, then left the conference room with a frown.