The King of Knights in a Different World

It's much better now, and I still don't want to come back."

Arash didn't want Britain to end so quickly.

Of course, he just simply thought those dishes were good.

He even secretly thought about whether to introduce some to Rome.

"No, I think it's over.

After this marriage, maybe it will be annexed by Ross.

Rather than... like this, we might as well strike first, take advantage of this opportunity, and vote for him."

Lucius clenched his fists and expressed different opinions with a ferocious smile.

Caesar is a rationalist among the legionaries.

He doesn't think this time is a good opportunity to attack.

He used himself as a reference... If someone dared to come to find fault with him when he was newly married, he would definitely beat that... until he didn't even recognize his mother.

"Be careful, you two war freaks.

Taking advantage of other people's weddings to attack, you be careful that the knight king will not be the princess and come over and get you."

Caesar sighed and said.

The situation on the British side is not yet fully understood, and it is not wise to attack in this situation.

"Come on! Anyone who is afraid of whom! Just like his face, if he dares to come, I will teach him what it means to be a man on top of a man."

Lucius directly shouted out his interest.

His words made the legion commander next to him subconsciously take a few steps away from this guy.

"You bastard is useless.

Even if it is an attack, at least His Highness Nero's safety must be considered first, otherwise His Highness will immediately become a hostage in the event of a war.

Not to mention, the king of beasts in the north is waiting for us to move."

Caesar continued.

Now Nero is still here: Britain, in case Rome attacks.

No one can guarantee whether Lucifer will win Nero on the spot.

This is one of the reasons why Caesar thinks the timing is wrong.

"North?"

Caligula intervened at this point.

His voice silenced the others.

"Yes, Your Majesty! Lei Di in the north may make big moves in the near future.

I think the giant beasts in the north are a serious problem compared to Britain, which is currently underpowered.

If we are now caught in a war against Britain, once what happened two years ago happened to Rome, the Thunder Emperor in the north will definitely do it immediately."

That's what worries Caesar.

no.155 White Knight Brad

Although Rome seems to be the strongest, the problem is that their geographical location is very awkward.

In the center of the continent, surrounded by countries, it has too many countries to defend, and none of them are good.

"We're not... those... sissies from France.

Give me three 3rd armies, and I can knock down the victory fortress of Britain in just three months."

Lucius has a different view on this.

He confidently thought that he had outstanding abilities, but at the same time he also had to worry about the things that he didn't attack two years ago.

"Here I want to say something.

It took less than a month for the King of Knights to disable the sissy in your mouth, that is, the three 3rd legions of France.

Counting the time for the expedition, it may only be half a month.

After that, the suppression of domestic rebellion was even more wonderful.

Of course, these... are not the most important, the most important thing is that the woman in the north seems to have received a transfer order."

Caesar looked at the muscular man in front of him with disdain.

He always felt that this guy had muscles in his brain.

Of course, it is undeniable that this product is really fierce in fighting.

"she!"

Hearing a famous person, Lucius immediately fell silent.

"According to the latest information, the King of Knights has personally ordered her to bring back one-third of the Northern Legion.

She was taken over by two other unremarkable round tables.

Are your three 3rd legions sure to defeat that woman's three 3rd legions?"

This time, Caesar's rhetorical question finally calmed Lucius down.

"Cut! He really dares to do it."

Lucius is confident that he can pierce the defensive Boudica, but a Northern Duke is another matter.

"Legion commanders, I can understand your feelings, cough...cough, but now is not the best time to make a move.

Not to mention Nero, Ross in the north and France in the south have already started to make small moves.

Go to war with Britain now, and if you don't deal with them quickly, you may face a series of troubles later."

Caligula now delivered another startling piece of news.

This made the legion commanders present completely lose their little idea of ​​Britain.

"I won't talk about Rose, those French... bitches can fight and dare to think about Rome. Have they forgotten the two years of failure?"

Lucius was a little annoyed.

"well.

Lucius, a beautiful boy is a gift from God to all living beings.

How do you say that to them?"

Brad sighed softly.

He has been stationed in the south before, and he has a good feeling for France.

Well, of course, only for beautiful boys.

"They failed two years ago, yes.

But sadly, that's not what we did.

The chancellor of France, Bismarck, seemed very apprehensive of the British threat.

But because of the truce, they can't openly tear themselves apart, and their western legion is a bunch of scum, and they don't dare to take Britain's idea."

At this time, Marco calmly described the current situation.

The Legion of the West in France has not yet recovered from the shadows.

But the army to the north suffered little loss.

"That's why they dare to hit our minds"

"It was the idea of ​​one of their new military staff officers, Richelieu.

This...priest-born staff officer suggested that since Britain is not easy to fight, it is better to take advantage of the integrity of the King of Knights and use the northern troops to occupy Roman territory during this period of truce to supplement their own strength.

They are... ... rest assured of the King of Knights, not worried that the other party will suddenly tear up the truce."

Having said that, Marco's expression became playful.

At this time, France draws out troops from the west and gathers forces from the north to attack Rome. On the surface, it looks like a good opportunity.

But if Lucifer ignored the armistice and directly crossed the Rhine when they were fighting fiercely, France might not be able to cry.

The question now is whether Lucifer will do this.

"Upright"

The smile on Caligula's face at this time reveals playfulness.

"His Majesty"

"nothing.

Yeah, that young man looked surprisingly upright.

But more often he will force people to a place where they have to choose, and that... the only direction is what he provides.

Go on."

"Yes, with the plan of this staff officer, the short Pepin temporarily ceased war with Macedonia, and they seem to be planning to join forces to knock Rome once.

It is said that at least half of the Twelve Knights will dispatch this time."

Caesar took Mark's words and continued to talk about the recent French movements.

His words caused the legion masters to think deeply, but there was one exception.

"more than half"

Brad's ears moved, and he asked in disbelief.

Others already knew what he was thinking when they saw the expression on this guy.

"Yes, more than half of them, including Astolfo, and Dion, the head of the dragoon regiment."

Caesar sighed and said what the other party wanted to hear.

He always felt that there were too many strange things around him.

It is not enough to have a gay guy, there is also a dead ancestor who likes beautiful boys.

There are even ascetics who don't like men or women.

Who are these people? "Oh, my love, are you finally unable to resist falling into my arms? Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the great battle in the south will be left to me.

I'll give you a perfect victory."

Brad saluted Caligula directly, expressing his will to fight.

Caesar couldn't help covering his face with his brother pig's expression.

"I'll leave it to you to return the victory, you're Sichun, bastard! To return my love, you just say you want their bodies, why are you talking so much.

hypocritical!"

"Say no such words, tracheitis Caesar.

Seeing the poor and beautiful young people fall into the clutches of France, as a partner of justice, shouldn't I do my duty as a knight to rescue them? For the sake of the country and for my love, how noble it is."

Brad has been suffering from insomnia since he met Alfred and Dion three years ago.

It's weird to say that as a dead ancestor, but that's what he is, feeling like he's been shot by Cupid's arrow.

For the past three years, he has been: Suffering from lovesickness, not only once trying to find a way to capture those two.

But sadly, he never had the chance.

Now that the other party took the initiative to deliver it to his door, he felt that Venus must have heard his prayer.

"Let me remind you again, I'm not a strict wife, I just love her so much that I can't... more women in my heart."

Caesar pointed at Brad and retorted loudly.

"Isn't that just bronchitis? I understand, you don't need to explain."

"You know your sister!"