The Extraordinary Earl

The Duke of Northland stared at the Marquis of Cambridge for a while, then nodded and said: "You are much smarter than me."

"What do you want?" The Grand Duke of the North turned to look at Luther. Even in the current situation, he would not give in. If he had to be stabbed, he would die happily.

The Grand Duke of the North will never grovel.

"I want to establish the Prussian Pompeii Dynasty. Although I have a magic city, I don't have legendary combat power as a facade. Humanity has three kingdoms. I don't want to be looked down upon by other kingdoms."

Luther put his hands behind his back, his eyes steady and his tone calm.

Now Luther is as calm as a king, even though he has just pacified Cambridge, the two super nobles in the North, and is about to attack the Kingdom of Prussia.

"Do you want the Grand Duke of Northland and the Marquis of Cambridge to serve you?" The Grand Duke of Northland's voice was a bit sharp, and his expression was very rebellious and proud.

"I don't care." The Marquis of Cambridge shrugged and raised his right hand.

He is even more shameless than the Grand Duke of the North. If he can survive in exchange, then serving the Pompeii Dynasty seems to be nothing.

"Yes. I am in the Magic City of Pompeii, giving you, the Marquis of Cambridge, and the legendary Frost Knight Mr. Fisker, the legendary Dark Knight Mr. Adam, and the Thunder Knight Mr. Bill each a luxurious mansion. We signed a one-year contract A hundred years of magic contract. During these hundred years, you cannot leave Pompeii. After a hundred years, I will let you go free. In exchange, I will spare your lives and your family members."

Luther nodded and said.

Surrender!

Or perish!

Luther's words were euphemistic, but the original meaning was still the same. The Pompeii family is currently too weak, and Luther hopes to have a few legends as a fighting force.

And in the Magic City of Pompeii, Luther was not afraid of the rebellion of these legends.

Besides, there are magic contracts.

"Aren't you worried that if you let us go a hundred years later, we will gather to take revenge on you?"

The Grand Duke of the North raised his head and said unruly.

"How many years has it taken Pompeii to become the king of Orange from the knight family? In a hundred years, I may already be a high-level legend. Of course I will not be afraid of you."

Luther smiled very confidently.

For Luther, dominating Prussia can only be regarded as the starting point. His future has a broad prospect, the entire universe, a hundred years?

One hundred years is already a very long time for a mortal, but for Luther Pompey, time will pass quickly, and his strength will increase rapidly.

Now he needs the Archduke of the North, the Marquess of Cambridge, as the face of the dynasty, but a hundred years later, Luther Pompey will surely be a legend.

Even high-level legends.

Even to the strongest.

When the time comes, the little Grand Duke of the North, the Marquess of Cambridge, although he is a legend, will be nothing more than an ant in front of me, so what should I be afraid of?

The Grand Duke of the North was silent, indeed.

Who could have expected that the small knight family would develop to where it is now in just a dozen years.

A main battle magic city! ! !

Even the Prussian royal family could not achieve this after spending thousands of years.

At this moment, it can be said that people have to bow their heads under the eaves. The Grand Duke of the North does not care, but his Northland family has lasted for thousands of years and has a prosperous population.

If the leader of the tribe would rather die than surrender, then the Beidi family will definitely be wiped out.

Although the Grand Duke of the North is strong, he cannot do this yet.

"Okay, let's sign a magic contract." The Grand Duke of the North raised his head and said. Even if he surrenders, he will surrender standing still. The Grand Duke of the North will never bow his knees.

"Wait a minute, let's go back to Cambridge to pick up the legendary Thunder Knight Mr. Bill."

Luther smiled, and then said to Pompeii Tower: "Teleport!"

There are eight legends in Kingdom, three in Northland, two in Cambridge and three in Kingdom. When attacking Cambridge, it was too easy to take down the Marquis of Cambridge, so he did not take away the knight Bill. Luther planned to return first to capture the thunder knight Bill.

Soon after, the Magic City of Pompeii returned to the skies above Cambridge, bringing with it the legendary Thunder Knight Mr. Bill, a powerful man with an appearance as strong as steel.

After the surrender of the Marquis of Cambridge, he did not escape, but remained in Cambridge.

After bringing these five legends with him, Luther ordered Pompeii to come to the royal capital to compete with Odin III.

………………..

The royal capital is still the same royal capital.

Despite the Battle of the Royal Capital, with the financial resources of the Kingdom of Prussia, the Royal Capital was repaired in a short period of time, but many, many people died.

There were even some families that were completely destroyed because of the last war in the royal capital.

This royal capital is a magic city. In terms of the strength of the city and the carrier of the tower spirit, it is the same as the Magic City of Pompeii. The only difference is the energy core and defense strength.

This magic city is an "energy oven" and a "secondary energy gate."

It is an ancient and backward technology, not the main battle in the Magic City.

One of the eight nobles in the kingdom, Marquis Shillington. The Marquis, who had fought against Old Saul and had a grudge against the Pompeii family, was relatively lucky. He survived the last battle in the royal capital.

But he was also seriously injured, and it took him seven or eight years to recover.

In the study on the second floor of the Shillington family's mansion, Marquis Shillington was drinking tea, black tea with milk.

After drinking tea, Marquis Shillington came to the window, opened it and looked at the sun. The weather is nice today, the sun is beautiful.

"I'm so lucky to be alive." Marquis Shillington sighed with emotion.

After that terrible battle, his character and temper became more toned down. In that battle, the title of knight was really inferior to that of a dog. Many old men with the same fighting ability as him died in the royal capital.

You are lucky to be alive.

If Marquis Shillington had changed his character and temper, he probably wouldn't have fought the Pompeii family in the first place.

"Your Excellency, the King is holding a royal meeting in the palace hall. Please arrive within three minutes." The cold voice of King Taling rang in the ears of Marquis Shillington.

"A royal meeting?!?!" Marquis Shillington was surprised. Since the battle in the royal capital, the king was injured, and the kingdom has never held a royal meeting again.

"Is the New Party making a comeback? It's really scary." Marquis Shillington suddenly felt horrified when he thought of the last battle in the royal capital.

But after all, he is also a big shot in the kingdom, a knight with the title second only to the king, prime minister and others, and the Marquis of Shillington, one of the eight nobles.

There is still some xinxing in this.

He took a deep breath and calmed down. Then after a brief preparation, it turned into a strong wind and rushed towards the palace hall. Above the entire royal capital, many strong winds rushed towards the palace hall.

It’s like the gods have returned to their throne! ! !

Soon after Lord Shillington arrived at the hall, all the important people in the kingdom had gathered.