Book of Gods and Demons

When Yaris fell to the ground, more than a dozen nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom were surrounded by hundreds of nobles of the Derren Empire.

Salian looked at the movement here and rubbed his fists vigorously.

"George? One more game? Let Joe fight that kid? This time, I use the money from the royal private treasury to bet with you."

Salian looked at George with a red face.

As soon as Joe took the shot, everyone knew that the Yaris was not Joe's opponent at all.

Don't say that Joe's behavior was a shameless sneak attack... The Titan Fist covered Joe's arm, and there was an extremely brief process. If the Yaris is strong enough, he will be able to make accurate strains while Joe wears the Titan Fist and then pulls it off his arm.

But Yaris did not do it.

It can be seen that he is not Joe's opponent at all.

George's face was sullen, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he looked back and forth at Salian's fist. Salian's bulging fists reminded him of some not so wonderful memories of his childhood.

"That fat man's behavior does not conform to the rules of a noble duel challenge... Therefore, on behalf of Yaris, I refuse this duel." George said calmly: "Furthermore, time, it's almost time."

George took out a large pocket watch with a gold case inlaid with sapphires, and the whole body was glittering. He bounced off the cover with a'ding', and pointed to the time on it.

Salian sighed a little regretfully.

Conrad suddenly smiled. He took a step closer to George and provocatively said: "However, a duel will not take much time... Besides, the celebration time can be moved back a bit, it doesn't matter much. "

"George, shall we take a gamble? How about ten Tier 1 battleships?"

Conrad's pupils continued to expand and contract, obviously turning into a vertical pupil.

His eyes were cold, full of brutal brutality.

George suddenly saw Conrad’s eyes, and he subconsciously took a small step back...then, he stepped forward a little angrily, his chest almost resting on Conrad’s chest: "Conrad , Your attitude today makes me a little surprised...Ah, you are going to bet on ten Tier 1 battleships? But, don’t give me the tattered things of the Durham Empire."

George lowered his voice: "What? You feel the pressure? Of course you should know that your navy is not an opponent of my navy...you still have a chance, if you say..."

Conrad was flushed with anger. He clenched his fists, looking like he wanted to follow Joe's, and punched George's white cheek fiercely-a few days ago, George threatened him face to face, and today , George is not only a threat, it can even be said to be an insult to him.

Not only an insult to Conrad, but also an insult to Conrad's life-like navy!

Salian interrupted George: "George... I'm waiting for your army to land."

George's arrogant arrogance suddenly stopped, he closed the cover of the pocket watch fiercely, and stuffed the pocket watch into his pocket.

Conrad cast a sullen face and gave Salian a hard look.

The admirals next to Conrad looked at Sallian with a gloomy expression.

And the few generals who followed Sallian, their faces flushed, with a strange excitement, staring at George...Occasionally, they would be proud to throw a dry to the navy colleagues. Old winks.

The status and strength of the Durham Empire Army and Navy are undoubtedly evident at this moment.

A group of court nobles lined up neatly, and came out from the side hall surrounded by Mata XIII.

A senior court official quietly appeared next to Salian and the others: "His Royal Highness said that in the New Year celebration, a duel is enough to add fun... whoever makes trouble again will be at his own risk."

The court secretary glanced sharply at George.

George curled his lips and blinked at the entourage behind him.

So Salian, Conrad, George, and a group of generals with big eyes and small eyes, all smiled at the same time, turned around, and bowed deeply to Mata XIII.

Chief Merlin took a few court knights, slipped into the crowd silently, and took away the Yaris who was knocked out by Joe.

A senior diplomat of the Ice Sea Kingdom walked into the crowd and whispered a few words to the young nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom. These nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom gritted their teeth one by one, sneered with arrogance, returned their sabers to their sheaths, and walked out of the crowd with their heads high.

The young nobles around Joe did not stop each other.

The arrogant expression of the other party suddenly reminded the nobles of the Durham Empire present-because of the previous imperial capital robbery, the major powers of Medland seemed to be planning a war against the empire.

Compared with an imminent war, what Joe encountered today was only a little bit of trivial trouble.

The atmosphere in the square became depressed and serious.

When many nobles saluted Mata XIII, only a group of nobles and officials of the Lucian Empire led by Barbaria, who were on the edge of the square, drank red and laughed loudly.

Regarding this, everyone is not surprised.

This group of wine spirits of the Lucia Empire...Today, the drinks in Hydra Palace are free and open. It is no surprise that these guys have filled themselves almost before the official start of the celebration.

King Mata XIII stood on the north side of the square, facing everyone on the square, and nodded with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome everyone to the Medland Glory Calendar, December 3, 1379. On the 10th, a New Year’s celebration held at Hydra Palace."

"It stands to reason that today’s celebration should be hosted by Her Majesty the Queen of the Empire... However, the weather has been bad recently. Her Majesty felt cold and could not attend today’s celebration. Therefore, please understand that today’s celebration will be hosted by me. The boring old man came to host."

"I hope everyone can have a good day."

On the square, all the nobles, no matter how much discord and secret fighting had been before, everyone laughed ‘happy’.

Of course, in the huge square, there is no false happiness and joy in the true sense, only the Barbaria group whose eyes are red when they drink-they have raised their wine bottles and laughed loudly and laughed. It's so fun.

The crisp French bell rang.

One after the other, the two convoys slowly drove into Hydra Palace and went straight to this large square.

Saint Attila and the great priest Xia slowly walked off the carriage.

Salian and Conrad walked out of the crowd and followed Mata XIII from left to right.

Mata XIII took Salian and Conrad, surrounded by a group of court nobles, and greeted Saint Attila and the great priest Xia with a smile on his face.

Everyone was silent, quietly watching Mata XIII enthusiastically representing the Durham Empire, welcoming the arrival of the two noble archbishops. The two archbishops also smiled happily, sprinkled the blessing magic, blessed two faint divine light on the body of Mata XIII.

With a crisp ringing of "ding jingle bells", more than a dozen teams of clergymen wearing golden and silver robes walked out of the convoy. Under the leadership of the court secretary, they followed the corridors around the square and walked around the Hydra Palace. go with.

They held various colored instruments, and every step they took, they used oak or cinnamon sticks to dip a little of the holy water in the bowl, and gently sprinkled clean drops of water toward the flowers and trees on both sides of the corridor.

This is a traditional exorcism and blessing ceremony in the mainland of Medland.

When the clergy from St. Cloud’s Cathedral and St. Maya’s Cathedral prayed for the exorcism of the Hydra Palace according to a fixed ceremony, St. Attila and the Great Priest Xia stood on the left and the right. By the side of the third king, represented by Saint Attila, he said a brief blessing prayer to all the nobles on the square.

Subsequently, two high-ranking archbishops raised their right hands at the same time.

A golden and silver holy brilliance descended from the sky, turning into a little rain and evenly sprinkling on all the nobles present.

Everyone felt a gentle force penetrated into their bodies.

Some devout believers bowed their heads and recited prayers silently in response to the prayers of blessing before Saint Attila.

The holy light falling from the sky slowly disappeared, Saint Attila and the great priest Xia, turned around at the same time, and bowed slightly to the center of Mata XIII.

Dunn, who was standing next to Joe, said in a low voice: "Oh, oh...It is said that before, not many years ago, this etiquette was reversed..."

Qiao raised his brows in surprise: "Really?"

Dunn lowered his voice: "Looking back, I'll give you a "History of Religious War" which was listed as a banned book by the church...Ah, at that time, the archbishop of the church was the center of the stars and the moon, regardless of the emperor or king. You can only take the initiative to salute them... Uh, Joe, your mission is here."

A court ceremonial officer in a formal dress quietly separated from the crowd, walked up, and nodded gently to Joe.

Today, before coming to Hydra Palace, Joe and his family have conducted preliminary exercises. Joe calmly leaned slightly to the courtesy officer, and followed behind him.

In the crowd, Tifa and Weima, each led by a female court official, walked out of the crowd.

In the square, except for Barbaria and a group of Lucian nobles, they were still talking and laughing in a low voice~www.ltnovel.com~ The entire square had quickly quieted down. The nobles on the square seemed to be fiddled with by an invisible big hand, and everyone quietly moved their steps, almost instinctively standing where they should be.

The traditional, conservative, rigid, and mechanical nationality of the Durham Empire is vividly interpreted at this moment.

The nobles of the Durham Empire on the square, like well-trained soldiers, formed a neatly arranged small square in just a few minutes.

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Patriarchs of large families, ministers of various ministries, and those high-ranking dukes and marquis ranked first.

Then came the earls, viscounts, barons, lords, and knights of various families.

Then there are the female families of various families and the guests who entered the Hydra Palace with invitations.

According to their status, everyone is divided into male and female groups from north to south, and they line up naturally.

George, Dolly, and the ambassadors of various countries to the Durham Empire, they have seen similar scenes countless times, but when they once again saw the terrible execution power of the nobles of the Durham Empire...

George cursed in a low voice: "Damn it!"

The ambassadors of other countries, as well as the aristocratic officials, are also hard to see the extreme.

These Deren nobles reminded them instinctively of the Deren soldiers who were still lined up in a neat phalanx in the face of the rain of bullets on the battlefield, and were walking forward with no expression.

Mata XIII, Saint Attila, and the great priest Xia were talking and laughing.

Behind them, the heavy door of the Chao Yee Hall opened slowly.

‘Boom, boom, boom’!

Not far away, St. Cloud’s Cathedral and St. Maya’s Cathedral rang at the same time at three o’clock in the afternoon.