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Chapter 125 Bewitched by the Evil God

The people in the bottom area are like humble slaves, the people in the middle are chasing crazy desires, as for the nobles in the capital of the Holy Emperor...

Perhaps in the eyes of the royal family and the church, this group of people is nothing more than watchdogs wagging their tails.

And tonight is the best time for loyal dogs to show their hospitality to their masters, because the nobles are about to meet Aldrich Zacharias, a core member of the Sapphire royal family.

That is, Zecharia X who is about to take over the scepter, the representative of the will of the Holy Light, and His Royal Highness the only prince of this kingdom.

Roy sat in the corner shaking his wine glass, watching with interest the restless faces in the middle of the hall, admiring the sad souls who yearned for the favor of the king.

All the men are wearing a full set of expensive tuxedos, their hair is combed and polished, and there are glittering family crests on their chests. The overall attire is extremely formal.

The appearance of the ladies is naturally not too much, the colorful evening dresses and luxurious long skirts are dazzling, they are like blooming flowers on the stage, trying their best to bloom their brilliance.

For the nobles, it is extremely important to meet the future king in advance. After all, this meeting is related to the future foothold and development of the noble family.

All the heads of the family have prepared carefully selected and precious gifts, just to win the favor and attention of the prince.

It's a pity that only a few people know that the actions of the nobles are meaningless, even ridiculous...

Roy squinted his eyes. In the sight of the gods, there was a faint golden thread connected to the heads of all the people in the hall. Like a living thing, the cocoon thread was slowly climbing on people.

Circle after circle, the Holy Light is weaving the cage that traps the soul with faith and desire.

From the moment they entered the capital of the Holy Emperor, their souls were destined to perish in this crazy city, because Zecharia IX no longer cared about the lives of loyal dogs.

This is the last carnival, and the ceremony promoted by the holy light is about to be carried out. When the king's banquet is completed, this land will be completely returned to the embrace of the starry sky. At that time, people's identities and status will be treated equally .

All are sacrifices to the God of Light, high and low.

"If they were allowed to see their own future destiny with their own eyes, what choice would these people make?"

While muttering to himself, Roy smiled. He took a sip of the fermented drink, turned his head and asked, "Master Earl, are our gifts ready?"

"Ready...ready..."

Edmund, who was sitting next to the gray-haired boy, nodded palely, and the earl squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "My lord...if I obey your order, we...me and my Can the son really survive this sacrificial ceremony?"

The exquisite storm badge was shining in the inner pocket of this deep-sea employee. With the assistance of the crimson dream, Edmund and Natalie broke free from the silk thread held by the holy light.

The earl also saw the most hopeless future of the kingdom, and the sanity of this handsome old man almost fell into madness in the crimson dream.

It's just that under the protection of the Storm Lord, the deep-sea employees will hardly be affected by the pollution of the starry sky. Edmund survived, and the earl finally stood by Roy's side wholeheartedly.

It has to be said that although Howard's current patriarch is a little timid, Edmund is a smart man. He made a desperate decision when he had no choice. He bet all the continuation of the Howard family on the 'Lord of the Abyss' body.

"We... we are going to kill His Royal Highness Prince..."

The earl's breathing gradually became heavy, and Edmund gritted his teeth and drank the spirit in the goblet: "I never thought that I would become a traitor..."

"Relax, relax, Lord Earl, you will be exposed like this."

Roy grinned, and the young man took the initiative to pick up the wine bottle and refilled Edmund's goblet with mellow spirits: "You have to know, we are not traitors, we are the ones who saved the Kingdom of Savoy What about heroes..."

"Save...the hero of Savore..." the count repeated the words of the other party, feeling a little dazed.

"Of course, as long as we kill all the members of the royal family, the position of leading the crowd will naturally be vacated."

The smiling face of the evil god was hidden in the shadows, and he softly made his own bewitchment: "As long as you do what I ask, the Howard family will be the rising sun in the Kingdom of Savoy..."

"Of course, you don't need to pay any blood or sacrifice. You just need to introduce the Deep Sea Company to other nobles in the chaos... At that time..."

"You will be supported and praised by everyone, and you will walk on the road paved with flowers as a hero..."

"Your great achievements will surpass the original sages, and the name of Edmund will spread throughout the whole land..."

Following Roy's words, Edmund's body trembled visibly.

"I do, I do..."

He clenched the wine glass in his hand again and swallowed all the spirits. The earl's face flushed slightly: "I will do everything. From now on, the Howard family will be your eternal vassal..."

"A wise decision, my lord."

There was a strange light in the gray-haired boy's eyes: "Now, it's time for you to return to your original position."

"Obey, my lord." Maybe it was the influence of alcohol, but the handsome old man's expression became slightly firmer.

Of course, as a city councilor in the city of steam, Edmund was not so stupid as to believe what the other party said. Obviously, the earl just wanted a reason not to back down.

Fortunately, the traveler has no shortage of reasons to confuse people's hearts.

And at the moment when the earl returned to his original position, the crimson moon imprint on the back of Roy's hand glowed faintly. The young man felt it, and turned his gaze out of the window. He saw one after another riding a six-winged golden Pegasus, Knights of the Holy Light in golden armor flitted across the sky.

Holy Light Knights.

The God of Holy Light used to have the Abyss Corps, but now the will of the starry sky.

The golden eight-hoofed Pegasus held its head high and neighed, and the horseshoes dyed with the golden holy flame could step on a dazzling trajectory in the air with every step. The head of the knight group held up the holy sword and plowed a path made of light.

The knights descended from the sky surrounded by chariots made of pure gold, and the glow illuminated the hall where the nobles were, causing envious cheers.

Immediately afterwards, all the knights got off their horses and lined up in two rows and knelt on the ground on one knee. The long-haired knight leader stepped forward and took the initiative to pull back the golden curtain of the vehicle.

An extremely fat and swollen body was reflected in Roy's sight.

The prince has arrived.

(End of this chapter)