Inside the magnificent and ancient palace of the Dwarf Kingdom, the atmosphere was particularly depressing.
The King of Gondor sat on the throne. When he heard that only the Dragon Hunter had returned as a dwarf, he felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow. Suddenly, his eyes went dark and he fainted on the throne.
Seeing this, the ministers standing by were immediately panicked and their faces turned pale.
They knew that the king's safety was related to the stability of the entire kingdom, so they hurriedly called for the royal healer.
Not long after, the shaman healer hurried over. He looked solemn and did not dare to delay for a moment. He immediately waved his hands and muttered something, continuously injecting magical power containing powerful healing power into the body of the King of Gondor.
Under the influence of magic, after a while, the King of Gondor slowly opened his eyes.
He moved his body slightly, his eyes a little blurry. After seeing the healer in front of him, he felt that his physical discomfort was slightly relieved. He waved his hand weakly and asked the healer to leave.
Then, the King of Gondor, holding himself up, glanced wearily at the ministers standing below, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?"
At this moment, one of the ministers stepped forward, bowed slightly, and spoke cautiously, "Your Majesty, I believe the current situation is dire. It would be better to cede the Western Territory to Martin White. This might avoid further losses and conflict."
Before he could finish his words, another minister suddenly stood up, eyes wide and face filled with anger. He shouted, "What are you talking about? You are a traitor! With the might of our Dwarven Kingdom, can't we deal with a mere Martin White? How can we give up the West so easily?"
In this way, the ministers of both sides insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in to each other, and soon they started arguing with each other.
The sound echoed in the empty palace, making the atmosphere even more chaotic and tense.
The King of Gondor, who had just woken up from a coma, felt as if his head was about to explode and had a splitting headache when he heard the quarrel among his ministers.
His expression became even uglier, his eyes widened, and he slammed the armrest of the throne, shouting, "Enough! Look at you, what a disgrace!"
"Do you still have the appearance of a loyal subject? I have decided to dispatch legendary warriors to assassinate Martin and let him know that our Dwarf Kingdom is not to be trifled with!"
After hearing the king's words, the ministers suddenly became quiet. They looked at each other, with worried expressions on their faces.
They all knew very well that using legendary combat power to assassinate others might solve the current problem.
But it will also bring great risks. Others can also use legendary combat power to deal with the Dwarf Kingdom. The consequences of doing so may be more serious than giving up the West.
However, seeing the King of Gondor's face flushed red with anger, they swallowed back the words that were on the tip of their tongues, and in the end no one dared to speak again.
Now that the king had made the decision, the ministers no longer hesitated and reported the names of several legendary dwarves who were proficient in assassination.
The King of Gondor narrowed his eyes slightly, lost in thought. After a moment, he suddenly opened them and said firmly, "Let's choose Sarah. She's the offspring of a human and a dwarf, and her appearance and temperament suit human tastes. Sending her to assassinate Martin White might make it easier to reach the target and increase the chances of success."
After saying this, the King of Gondor knew that this mission was of great importance. To show his sincerity, he decided to personally invite this legendary assassin out of seclusion.
In the intricate underground palace of the Dwarf Kingdom, the King of Gondor followed the winding passages and came to the secret place where Sarah lived.
After meeting Sarah, the King of Gondor first sincerely stated his purpose, and his words showed the importance he attached to this assassination mission.
Later, in order to persuade Sarah to accept this dangerous mission, he made many generous promises. He not only promised to give Sarah countless treasures and precious magic items, but also promised to give her extremely high honor and status.
Under the persuasion of the King of Gondor with both reason and benefits, Sarah finally weighed the pros and cons and accepted the task of assassinating Martin White.
Just as the Dwarf Kingdom was busy preparing for the assassination, the Kingdom of Charlemagne was like a calm lake suddenly hit by a huge rock, causing huge waves.
A piece of bombshell news spread like wildfire - "King Charlemagne has died."
According to rumors, King Charlemagne died in a horrific way, with his body dried up and shriveled up, like a mummy.
Subsequently, Avril Charlemagne ascended the throne according to the will left by King Charlemagne and became the fifth monarch of the Kingdom of Charlemagne.
However, strange things happened one after another.
Since Avril ascended the throne, several major guilds in the country have evacuated the royal territory as if they had received a unified order.
Not only did the headquarters leave, but also the branches in various places withdrew, and all the legions under the guild were taken away.
However, some mercenaries who were blinded by profit chose to stay.
As the Western Territory is adjacent to the Royal Territory, deaths of varying degrees occurred one after another in various parts of the Royal Territory at this time. The bodies that were found died in miserable conditions, which were exactly the same as the deaths of the destroyed legions and high-end combat forces of the Dante Kingdom.
As more and more bodies were discovered, panic spread among the people of the royal territory, and more and more civilians and free nobles flocked to the west to survive.
Fortunately, Martin had previously stationed two and a half legions in the western border, which was barely enough to maintain the situation.
At the moment, Martin arranged for the seriously injured Betan and others to rest and recuperate, and would make plans after they recovered from their injuries.
During this period, Martin received a lot of information. After analysis, he felt more and more that King Charlemagne's death was most likely caused by dark creatures.
After all, the royal palace of the Kingdom of Charlemagne is now poorly guarded, and it is impossible for a legendary ancestor who is in a small secret realm to defend the palace with so many loopholes.
Just at this moment, Martin's communication crystal suddenly lit up, and the message coming was from Duke Merlin.
Duke Merlin's tone was filled with anxiety as he hurriedly said, "Martin, the situation is in chaos and completely out of control! Duke Pietro has openly rebelled and has now occupied half of the central region."
"Furthermore, he's backed by seven or eight legendary dragonmen. Fortunately, the Duke of War Banner has joined me, and we're working together to resist the combined attack from the two kingdoms and Pietro."
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