The Original Vampire

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The heavy wooden door closed behind him, and the Yaleger stood in the corridor and let out a sigh of relief.

Obviously, in his capacity, it is not enough to participate in the meeting of the real bigwigs of the Radiance Empire.

However, thinking of the three paladins who suddenly appeared, the Yeruger did not feel much excitement.

The Duke of St. Grian's footsteps were vain and his face was pale, and at first glance, he was seriously injured.

Prince Lehi was indifferent, obviously still resenting being framed and expelled by Emperor Reinhard the Great.

As for the man who occupies the body of Duke St. Hilde... that is simply a demon who will do anything to achieve his goals.

It is really hard to say whether the appearance of the three Paladins in Storm Fortress will bring hope of victory to the empire or a greater crisis.

Moreover, the appearance of these three people also completely ruined the Yaleger's plan.

To make matters worse, the dominance of Stormhold has also completely changed hands.

The three Paladins came together, apparently reaching an agreement.

Under such circumstances, let alone the Duke of the South, even Emperor Reinhardt could not go against the will of the three Paladins.

Maester Yarug is confident of controlling Emperor Reinhardt, but facing three paladins...

Maester Yaluger only felt a pain in his head.

At this moment, a squire came quickly and seemed to have some news to report.

But the guards will definitely not let him in at this time.

"Sorry, Your Majesty is discussing important matters, you can't go in now."

The attendant nodded and had to stand by and wait quietly.

The Yaruger asked curiously:

"What happened?"

The attendant glanced at Master Yarug, and seemed to recognize the confidant of the Duke of the South. Thinking that his news was not a secret, he told the truth:

"grown ups,

Her Royal Highness the Queen and the Guardian of the North, Count Angele, are about to arrive at Storm Fortress, so I came here to report to Your Majesty. "

"His Royal Highness...the Earl of Angele..." Master Yaruger said these two names, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said to the guard at the door, "If the Duke of Southland asks, you can say that I will greet Her Royal Highness the Queen and Angel. Count Lie."

"it is good."

...

But inside the wooden door, the atmosphere is particularly dignified.

Reinhard the Great sat on the main seat, trying to put on the posture of an imperial emperor.

But unfortunately, the sloppy dress, the sullen beard, and the slightly drunken eyes make him have no dignity at all.

What's more, in the eyes of the other four, the emperor himself is a joke.

"Cough cough..." Emperor Reinhard cleared his throat, glanced over the three Paladins, and finally chose the one he had the most hope of winning, "Duke St. Grian, seeing you have withdrawn safely. I am so happy!

In the battle of the Tianduan Mountains, it wasn't that I didn't want to hold on to it, but that damn Garcia Saint Hilde fled and caused the situation to collapse. In that case, I could only choose to retreat temporarily and save my strength..."

"Your Majesty, don't mention the past." Duke St. Grian interrupted indifferently, "I just want to expel the orcs and reclaim the Western Region. For this, I can do whatever it takes!"

In the end, the Duke of St. Grian was almost gnashing his teeth, showing his unshakable determination.

Reinhard the Great immediately stated:

"I have the same determination as you, Duke of St. Grian..."

"Then you said you were going to withdraw?" Duke St. Grian interrupted again mercilessly.

Reinhard the Great resisted the anger in his heart, squeezed out a smile, and explained:

"It's not what you think. The withdrawal is just an illusion. It's a lie that is deliberately spread to the refugees. The purpose is to make them voluntarily evacuate the Storm Fortress to ease the crowding and security problems in the city..."

"That won't work either." Duke St. Grian interrupted again without giving face at all, "Those refugees can't leave either!"

After being offended several times, Emperor Reinhardt's face could no longer remain calm, his fists clenched, and it seemed that he was about to explode at any moment.

But luckily some sanity left him to stop him.

The Duke of St. Landers could no longer remain silent at this time, and said:

"Duke St. Grian, I am sorry that the West has fallen, but you must remain calm.

Now that there are too many troops and refugees in the Storm Fortress, even if you don’t consider the issue of security, you should also consider the issue of food supplies, what’s more, once the orcs attack, these refugees will only become our burden…”

"Duke St. Landers, how many people are in the fortress now?" Mr. Go asked suddenly.

The Duke of St. Landers was stunned for a moment, but answered truthfully:

"There are still about 450,000 people left in the army of the Three Realms. As for the refugees, there is no accurate statistics, but I guess it is more than the number of the army."

Mr. Ho nodded with satisfaction and said:

"That's almost enough."

"Enough of what?" The Duke of St. Landers was at a loss.

Mr. Ho smiled slightly, turned to look at Emperor Reinhardt, and bowed:

"Your Majesty, I came this time to offer you a plan to retreat from the enemy."

"Oh?" Emperor Reinhard raised his brows. Although he didn't believe that Mr. Ho would be so kind to help him, he still patiently said, "Tell me about it."

"It's actually very simple." Mr. Ho smiled confidently. "The establishment of the Orc Third Empire was entirely due to Saruman, the emperor with extraordinary force and great talent. Therefore, as long as he is killed, the Orc Empire will fall apart."

Hearing this, Emperor Reinhard couldn't help but ask: "Saruman is a Sacred Skull Crusher, and there is an army of orcs guarding him. How to kill him?"

Before Mr. Ho could answer, the Duke of St. Landers realized something, his face changed greatly, and he blurted out:

"The Eye of Judgment?"

"That's right." Mr. Ho smiled slightly at the Duke of St. Landers, "I can cast this forbidden spell in Storm Fortress and kill Emperor Saruman!"

"So those refugees are the sacrifices of the forbidden spell?" Duke St. Landers' face became particularly solemn.

"It's not just the refugees." Mr. Ho grinned, revealing ferocious white teeth, "and the imperial army in the fortress."

"Your Forbidden Spell needs to sacrifice so many people?" Emperor Reinhardt did not refuse the first time, but struggled with the number of sacrifices.

"Yes. The Sanctuary Skullbreaker is too powerful, I need more sacrifices, at least one million people, the imperial army in the Storm Fortress plus the refugees, is just enough." Mr. Ho said lightly, as if in his In the mouth, a million people are no different from a million ants.

"No!" The Duke of St. Landers immediately objected.

He didn't want his hundreds of thousands of southern troops to be sacrificed, but when he turned to look at Emperor Reinhardt, he found that the emperor was actually silent.

Obviously, Emperor Reinhardt has been a little moved!

"Your Majesty, please think twice!" The Duke of St. Landers urged urgently, "This will destroy the elite army of the Empire! If the Orc Empire does not collapse after Saruman's death, then the Radiant Empire will be completely over! "

"No." Mr. Go immediately retorted, "There are many conflicts between the various tribes of the orcs, but Saruman forcibly squeezed them together. If he dies, it is only a matter of time before the army of the orcs disintegrates.

And even if the beastman empire still does not collapse, but losing the most powerful sanctuary combat power, the momentum will be greatly reduced.

Radiance Empire will also have the opportunity to regroup.

I believe that under His Majesty's wise leadership, we will surely achieve final victory! "

"Your Majesty! You must not listen to this demon's bewitchment. Who knows if he is hiding something else..."

"Shut up!" Emperor Reinhard roared, waved his hand, and said, "Go out! I have to think about it!"