King Charlemagne ultimately refused to accept Avril's advice, and the two parted ways unhappily. Feeling helpless and angry, Avril left the throne room and headed straight for her own palace.
After entering the palace, she walked straight towards the man sitting inside and said solemnly, "As long as you can help the Kingdom of Charlemagne overcome this crisis, I, Avril Charlemagne, will allocate a piece of viscountship to you, and you can live a stable life on that land."
The man slowly savored the blood in the cup, a playful smile on his face as he spoke, "Your Highness Avril, are you really in control?"
Avril responded without hesitation: "Don't worry, as long as you can resolve this crisis, I can make the decision."
The man shook his head slightly, a hint of disdain in his tone. "Since you have the final say, this little bit of leverage is far from enough. What I want is a duchy, and the Kingdom of Charlemagne must openly recognize our status. After all, this situation is quite tricky."
Avril keenly caught the "we" in the man's words, and doubts arose in her heart. She couldn't help but ask: "Who are you referring to when you say 'we'?"
The man drank the blood in the cup without saying a word, then slowly stood up and walked to Avril with steady steps.
He stretched out his finger and gently lifted Avril's chin, staring at her with eyes full of bloodthirsty desire, as if he wanted to eat her.
After a moment, the man spoke in a deep, yet somewhat seductive voice: "You don't need to know this. You just need to understand that we have the ability to help you resolve your predicament. That's enough."
Avril was stared at by the man's bloodthirsty eyes, and she couldn't help feeling timid.
But she quickly suppressed her fear, tried to calm herself, and said firmly, "Yes, as long as 'you' can resolve this crisis."
When the man heard this, he was stunned at first, then he threw his head back and burst into laughter.
After laughing, he gently put down his finger, bowed gracefully to Avril, and said politely like a noble: "As you wish, my highness."
At this moment, at the big crack in the western border, the figures of three dragon people were surrounded by majestic momentum.
They saw that this energy was slowly gathering inwards, gradually flowing into their bodies like a tide.
Seeing this, Martin decided that the time was almost right, so he signaled Hefna to bring him closer.
Soon, as the last bit of energy was completely absorbed into their bodies, the three dragonmen slowly opened their eyes. Their sharp eyes saw Martin rushing towards them at a glance.
The three of them looked at each other, their minds connected, and instantly broke through the cracks in space, appearing in front of Martin like ghosts.
They stood tall, knelt on one knee in the air, saluted respectfully, and said in unison and loudly: "Thank you, Master, for your gift!"
Martin listened, and scrutinized the three men. Seeing their sturdy figures, they exuded an innate majesty and dominance. He nodded inwardly, "Yes, very impressive. Much more impressive than Pietro's dragon-man."
Immediately afterwards, Martin took out three high-level space rings from the space ring and handed them to the three dragon men respectively.
Then, he turned his gaze to Long San and solemnly instructed, "Long San, you must go immediately and reunite with the 3,000-man army. Then, lead them to the Deluna Legion, replenish them with 5,000 men, and march directly to the Valley of Beasts."
"From now on, you will be the commander of this legion, and Il will assist you. Once you are familiar with all matters, I will transfer Il back and make him the commander of the Deluna Legion."
After listening to Martin's arrangements, Long San nodded solemnly and bowed again.
He moved, instantly broke through the crack in space and walked in.
After making arrangements for Long San, Martin sent messages through the communication crystal to the three knight leaders who were heading to the border, as well as Il, informing them of the relevant arrangements in detail.
It wasn't long before Martin received their replies one after another.
After completing all the arrangements, Martin signaled Hefna to take him back to the castle.
The two dragon men followed closely behind them.
After returning to the castle, Martin, who had been running around for a long time, decided to rest in the castle for a day. During this time, he also informed Roga and Betan that they would go to Cast Iron Pass tomorrow.
The next morning, at daybreak, Martin took Hefna and the two dragon men on their journey to the Iron Pass.
At this time, there was a busy scene inside the Cast Iron Pass, with knights shuttling back and forth, busy preparing the scene to welcome Martin's arrival.
Luo Jia ran back and forth among the crowd, constantly directing everyone, striving to make every detail perfect.
Since receiving Martin's notice, Luo Jia began to prepare for the arrangements.
However, he always seemed to feel that something was not perfect, and he kept pondering and modifying every arrangement.
Although his knights had tried very hard, Lorga was still not satisfied.
In this way, the whole arrangement was finally completed until Martin arrived.
Martin and Hefna stepped out of the space crack together. Betan and Roga, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried to meet them.
The two men saluted respectfully and then shouted "loyalty" in unison.
When the knights lined up in neat rows around heard the signal, they saluted instantly, and the uniform sound of "loyalty" echoed in the air.
Martin nodded slightly in response to everyone.
However, when his eyes swept over the surrounding arrangements, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why did this scene look like someone was going to have a wedding?
Out of curiosity, Martin asked Roga and Betan, "Is anyone getting married today? Why are there so many lights and decorations?"
When Betan heard this, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but he forced himself to hold it back.
Luo Jia's face instantly became extremely embarrassed, as if he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Seeing the two people's different expressions, Martin became even more suspicious, and his tone unconsciously became a little heavier. He spoke again: "Didn't you hear me?"
Seeing that Martin seemed really angry, Luo Jia stammered, "Master, this... this is all specially arranged to welcome you."
After hearing this, Martin first looked at the embarrassed Roga, then looked around at the festive atmosphere, and secretly thanked God that there were no outsiders present at the moment, otherwise he would be so embarrassed that he would be "socially dead".
He held his forehead helplessly and said to Luo Jia, "I understand and appreciate your kindness, but please don't do these fancy things next time."
After saying that, he ordered Luo Jia to arrange people to dismantle these arrangements as soon as possible.
Hefna, who was following behind Martin, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Martin naturally heard Hefna's laughter, but at this moment he could only pretend not to hear it.
Afterwards, he led Roga, Betan, and the others straight to the military conference room. As soon as they entered the room, they saw a magic map placed in the middle.
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