In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

If future generations of Mexicans were given a chance to vote whether they would like to be Texans or continue to be Mexicans, I guess they would not hesitate at all.

But now, it’s hard to say, but the initial resistance is certain.

Although Mexicans are not considered "white" because they have a large proportion of Native American ancestry, they are also die-hard supporters of the Catholic camp.

The caravan was driving slowly on the country road. Lothar, who had transformed into a human again, rested his head on Prajna's soft and cold thighs, frowning slightly, enduring the tearing pain coming from his body.

Although Archbishop Michael's obsidian sword did not cause him any physical wounds, the extremely aggressive holy light in it was still scurrying around inside his body.

The sword that Michael risked his life seemed to inject his rock-solid will into it.

Prajna said with some worry: "Can you still hold on?"

Lothar opened his eyes and looked at Prajna, who was still beautiful and flawless under the "death perspective". He couldn't help but chuckled: "It's not a big problem. It's just a matter of returning to Wolfburg and letting Nia treat it." alright."

After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's just that the burning body of the Holy Glory is far from what Jeanna has to endure every time."

In the decisive battle with the British, Lothar didn't really want to let Na fight again. Although the death in the battle record was not a real death, the process and the degree of pain were not fake at all.

Prajna's long and thin eyelashes, like two rows of small brushes, blinked lightly: "After I get promoted, I will help her share some of the burden in the future."

In the team, the Crusaders raised the flag of the double-headed eagle and moved forward surrounded by the caravan. The Texans were full of curiosity about this cavalry team that truly came from the Middle Ages.

Centurion Leon hesitated for a moment, then took the initiative to step forward and talk to the general riding a land dragon.

He was really curious about what kind of mysterious existence the legendary giant ship of yesterday was.

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New Elysium, Georgia.

Since the Spring of Nations, the traditional monarchs in Europe have become more and more aware of the horror of "unruly people". In addition to passively carrying out a series of reforms, the old emperor Franz once again expanded his secret service department. Although their scale is not as large as MI6 They are everywhere, but even as far away as the New World, they have their tentacles.

Elysion means "promised land" and "blessed land" in Greek. New Elysion is a rare town composed of Greek immigrants.

After Greece was liberated from the iron heel of the Ottomans, it cherished the great ideal of rebuilding Byzantium.

Unfortunately, the gap between ideals and reality is too big. Except for Greece, which looks up to the great powers and has actually become an economic colony of the great powers, no one wants to see the double-headed eagle rise again.

The narrow and barren mainland has reduced Greece, which has a glorious history, to a small country.

They are from Bavaria. The king of the Wittelsbach family has been ousted. But before that, there were also Greeks who came to the New World to seek life under the financial support of the Wittelsbach family, such as the residents of Elysium. They were still loyal. In the old royal family.

The spies of the German Federation also extended their tentacles to this small town.

In the most luxurious mansion in the town, the mayor of New Elysium Town was respectfully welcoming a young man with an extraordinary temperament to the door.

He was wearing a gray hat, and his beautiful, carefully trimmed beard covered his upper lip, and his movements were full of nobility. The mayor did not know who this young man was, but he had been fortunate enough to participate in an upper-class dance in Georgia. Compared with this young man, even the congressmen at the ball and the owners of the large estates looked like bumpkins from the countryside.

Ruprecht held the staff of civilization, covered his eyes with his hands, and looked at the changing sky outside: "This is the New World. It is much warmer than Bavaria. No wonder this place is called the 'Promised Land'."

By this time, it was already very cold in Bavaria.

The mayor did not answer the call, but carefully stepped aside. He knew very well that the person who came was so distinguished that he was definitely not someone he could talk to.

Behind Ruprecht, a male noble wearing black stockings and high heels said with a grimace: "Your Royal Highness, although I don't understand why you insisted on leaving Neuschwanstein Castle and taking the teleportation array to participate in this mission, but you Even if it’s just a scratch, I can’t explain it to His Majesty the King.”

"I want to see what the little girl Vivian wants to do in this wild continent? Besides, if I don't come over, how can you forcefully take Vivian back with all your crooks? "

As the most capable man among the German royal families, Crown Prince Ruprest is truly the crown prince of the Kingdom of Bavaria, the second most powerful state in Germany, although this ranking is on par with the Kingdom of Brandenburg.

"But the destination is in a war zone. Isn't it too dangerous for just the two of us to go? I think you should contact the British through the Royal Government. Aren't those Jacobites always showing off to you?"

The Crown Prince sneered: "No need, if I come into contact with them, everyone in the Hanover royal family will not be able to sleep. I also want to take this opportunity to take a good look at the gap between our Bavarian army and the British." ”

As the second strongest state in Germany, Bavaria still retains its own army, but its combat effectiveness has performed poorly in previous wars. The crown prince has long wanted to carry out military reforms.

He reached out and patted his follower on the shoulder: "Don't worry. With my strength, if nothing else, I can protect you and me."

Texas, N.S.

"This is Texas. It looks pretty good, but why doesn't this town look like there's even a single person in sight?"

The woman who had just got off the boat carefully looked at the surrounding scenery. In this small town, she could find many wolf-style features, which made her feel as if she had returned to Italy.

The housekeeper was worried: "Miss, please wear your hood and mask. If the Wolf Lord finds out about our visit to Texas this time, the end of the Saluzzo family will come."

Valentina sneered: "What are you afraid of? Today is different from the past, not to mention my attainments in stealth. If I don't want others to see me, no one can see me."

She said and clapped her hands.

Immediately, more than ten black shadows appeared behind him.

"Go find your way. If you encounter British people, kill them all. Otherwise, don't conflict with the locals. If you encounter Texans, just say we are volunteers here to help. "

"Miss, Texans may not appreciate it."

The old butler beside him frowned and said, "The last time our Saluzzo family came to Texas, we came as enemies."

"Don't worry, Nina's father is not an idiot. In fact, he has sent people to contact various local families in private. After all, with the Wolf Lord's behavior, our Saluzzo family is not the only one who is dissatisfied with him. ”

When Valentina said this, she seemed to have remembered something interesting, and sneered: "You forgot, when Lothar killed one and a half of the Wolf Lord's liquidation team and turned the city of Milan upside down, the Wolf Lord and Yak The wolf cubs in the West are so angry."

"But even if they were so angry, would the Yaksi family dare to do anything later? Instead, they took the initiative to cut off many of the claws that were reaching out to our superior family."

The housekeeper said with some dissatisfaction: "Don't mention Lothar. He brought so much trouble to the family. But when we investigated his identity later, we were not even sure whether he was a member of our family."

After Lothar escaped by "faking death", his fictitious identity became increasingly faded in the memories of the Saluzzo family.