In the luxurious and quiet princess bedroom in Charlemagne's capital, Princess Avril was huddled with a maid, discussing something mysteriously.
Princess Avril's cheeks showed a unique blush, and her expression was as if she had heard something extremely exciting.
At this moment, a figure quietly came to Avril's palace. Avril saw the person coming, nodded slightly, and signaled the maid to leave.
Then, the two of them walked straight to a secret room, one in front and one behind. As they entered the secret room, Avril couldn't wait to ask, "How's it going?"
The figure replied respectfully, "Your Highness, the candidate Saint has been successfully killed, and all the relevant personnel have been dealt with. To prevent the enemy from using divination to track down their movements, an S-rank magic item has been specially deployed."
Avril nodded with satisfaction, and then asked, "What about the other two princes?"
At this moment, the figure fell silent, as if hesitating about something. Seeing this, Avril already understood what was going on, but pretended to be magnanimous and said, "It's okay, just keep looking for the opportunity."
After a pause, she continued, "I plan to find a suitable time to invite my uncle, Prince Herbert, to a banquet and hear his opinion."
The figure nodded in agreement and said, "We should indeed ask for his opinion. After all, the First and Second Magical Beast Legions of the Capital are under his control."
"However, we have already won over the Third and Fifth Legions, as well as some of the old families in the capital. Even so, our chances of victory are still slim."
After hearing this, Avril raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a hint of disdain. She said, "What do you mean by a high chance of winning? If everything is guaranteed, then what are you nobles for? If you want to gain, you must pay."
The figure quickly nodded in agreement. Afterward, the two of them discussed the many details of the general offensive for the New Year's Eve dinner.
After the conversation, the figure left the secret room and walked through the palace. When he reached the palace gate, a voice suddenly called her.
Marquis Anli was suddenly shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He slowly turned his head and found that it was the President of the Parliament, Malcador.
Malcador stepped forward with steady steps and asked with concern, "Marquis Anli, what's the matter with you in such a hurry?"
Marquis Anli realized he had overreacted, and calmed himself down. He composed himself and said respectfully, "Lord Malcador, it's nothing important. I just walk faster. By the way, Lord Malcador, are you planning to go to the palace to meet His Majesty?"
Malcador laid it all out without further ado. "Indeed. Many details regarding this New Year's Eve dinner still require careful discussion with His Majesty Charlemagne. It would be best if we could finalize them today so we can begin planning as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Marquis Anli hurriedly said, "We must not delay your important work, Lord Malcador. I will take my leave now." After saying this, he hurried away.
Malcador looked at the mysterious look of Marquis Anli. Although he was a little confused, he didn't think about it anymore. He turned around and walked straight into the palace.
Marquis Anli hurried back to her residence and went straight to a room with a huge communication crystal. She skillfully turned on the crystal, and instantly, four images appeared on the crystal.
If Martin were present at this moment, he would definitely recognize that one of the people in the picture is Pietro, the Duke of the Southern Territory, and the other one is dressed similarly to Pietro, so he must also be a duke.
However, there are still two screens that are completely dark and the situation on the other side cannot be seen clearly.
Marquis Anli did not delay at all and immediately recounted his experience in the palace and related matters in detail.
The two dukes nodded in understanding. Pietro, the Duke of the Southern Territory, spoke first, "I have secretly dispatched two groups of Warcraft Knights to the capital, and subsequent forces will arrive soon."
Another duke also hurriedly said: "I am the same. However, how should we deal with the other party's legendary powerhouse?"
At this moment, a slightly deep voice rang out from one of the dark screens: "The legendary powerful man of the royal family will be stopped by me and the forces behind that old lady."
As soon as these words came out, a charming voice suddenly rang out from another dark screen, its tone full of rebuke: "Little brat, you don't understand your sister's charm at all."
Seeing the two about to quarrel again, Grand Duke Pietro quickly spoke up to stop them: "Alright, everyone, stop arguing. Let's stick to the previous division. I want the southern part of the royal territory to be mine."
Upon hearing this, the Duke asked with a hint of sarcasm, "Why? Are you so eager to establish a country?"
Pietro responded bluntly: "Don't you think so?"
After hearing this, the Duke fell silent. The four of them then engaged in a detailed discussion about the plan, with Marquis Anli barely getting a word in during the entire discussion.
After it was over, Marquis Anli breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the palace was quiet and silent, and King Charlemagne was concentrating on handling official business.
Suddenly, a dark figure emerged from the deep shadow behind the king without any warning.
The black shadow moved quickly, quietly handing a scroll to the king, then disappeared into the darkness again, without a trace.
The king frowned slightly, slowly opened the scroll, took a look, and his face instantly became gloomy.
He silently put down his pen, stood up, and walked to the window. Outside, servants and knights came and went, each busy at their own pace, but the king's eyes seemed to penetrate it all, and he was lost in thought.
After a moment, he took out his communication crystal, quickly edited a message and sent it out.
Soon, King Charlemagne's communication crystal began to vibrate continuously. It was obvious that the other party was extremely surprised after seeing the news and was eager to verify it.
It wasn't until the communication crystal lit up again that King Charlemagne thought for a moment and finally connected the communication.
Prince Herbert's anxious voice came from the other end of the line: "Brother, is this true?"
King Charlemagne replied solemnly, "It's true. That little bastard has already taken action. The Holy Star Nation has openly declared war on us."
There was a loud thumping of the table from the other side, and Prince Herbert roared angrily, "Damn it! My king, I'll do whatever you say next!"
King Charlemagne's gaze was firm as he spoke in a deep voice, "That little bastard will undoubtedly come looking for you. You command the First and Second Royal Warcraft Legions. When that happens, you will pretend to agree to her proposal and then launch a surprise counterattack."
Prince Herbert nodded heavily after hearing this, and then the two exchanged a few brief words before hanging up the phone.
King Charlemagne put away the communication crystal, turned around and walked straight to the deepest part of the palace.
When he stepped into an ancient palace, two hunchbacked old men suddenly appeared beside the palace.
These two old men looked old and weak, but the aura emanating from them showed that they were powerful sky mages at the peak of their powers.
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