Chapter 146: Grand Duke Trajan Approaches the Imperial Capital (3k5)

Outside the city of Grasse, the coalition forces of the northern countries that were once part of the Leumann Empire gathered here again.

Although because of the rash action last time, they lost a lot of weapons in Baratheon.

So this army looked like it was made by many different countries but also very shabby.

But there is no doubt that they are still a very powerful army.

Not to mention that the leader is the famous Iron Fist Harrow.

And according to the predetermined process, as long as they enter the Baratheon territory.

The large amount of weapons that had been confiscated from them would soon be returned to them.

It is precisely because of this that many of their troops claim to have weapons, but in fact, those weapons are barely enough to kill a pig.

Everything should have gone smoothly.
According to the planned schedule, they should have crossed Glass and headed to the Baratheon capital to take over the city defense.

But now, the gates of Grasse are tightly closed.

Coupled with various rumors, the condition of their army is very bad.

Looking at the envoys from various countries who kept coming to see him.

Haro could not help but say to them:

"Don't worry, I've told them so many times, let them rest assured! I've sent an envoy in, and those guys inside will soon understand what to do!"

Looking at the furious Haro, the messengers immediately trotted back in shame.

This is an angel after all.

Last time, the leaders of various countries basically acted together.

And this time, even though they were nominally restored as the major provinces of the Loiman Empire, they each stayed in their own territories and troops.

After all, they had previously joined forces to dismember the Principality of Defarol and gave it to Baratheon.

Although Deifalo is now back in their hands, everyone knows that they will not return it to the descendants of Grand Duke Deifalo.

So, the trust is long gone.

After all, everyone will stab each other in the back.

The little blood connection that could be talked about at the beginning has been severed by their own hands.

The reason why we can still get together now is simply because of the bright future represented by Emperor Neumann.

The Neumann Empire, which they had long since given up, might become the great Neumann Dynasty!
This is worth their effort.

Why did it go wrong right at the beginning?
Also, that guy Trajan is alive?!
He even recruited the Baratheon army and marched all the way to the gate of the imperial capital?!

Could it be possible that the emperor died before they reached the imperial capital?

Such worries have been puzzling everyone here.

This, of course, included Harrow himself.

Therefore, as an angel who also possessed a level-0 seal, he did not directly lead the army to attack the city.

He was afraid that the feud would be completely established.

What made Harrow most desperate was that he was not such a timid person before.

A person who could become an angel, take away the Level Zero Seal in such a complex environment as the late Loiman Empire, and establish a powerful principality could not be a timid coward.

But now, he is.

Because his spirit had been completely crushed by that guy Trajan.

Even everyone here is like this.

They have lost their spirit.

The only way to regain his spirit now is to go to the Baratheon capital and have a decisive battle with Trajan, the strongest emperor of Baratheon.

With just one real victory, they can get back everything they once had.

However, looking at the towering city wall that seemed non-existent to the angel, Harrow actually felt like he was looking up at them.
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In the Grass Fortress, two people were standing in front of the new governor.

One was a messenger sent by Harrow, who was very young and looked very capable.

The other was the Deputy Speaker of the House of Representatives, Coster Kledi, who had just escaped from the Imperial Capital.

"Mr. Governor, what are you still hesitating about? This is the order of your emperor. You need to open the city gate and let us pass. Then we will go and defeat the damned thief Trajan!"

"What you Baratheons can't do, we Roymen will do!"

The Governor remained silent on this.

Deputy Speaker Coster Kledi said calmly:
"That's not our Emperor Doyle, that's your Emperor Leuman I in disguise. What right does a foreigner have to command us Baratheons?"

The Governor nodded slightly.

At this point, it is normal for ordinary people who have no intelligence channels to have no idea what the facts are.

But if the border governor didn't know that, it would be a joke.

Seeing this, Harrow's messenger was suddenly startled.

They no longer have any legal grounds.

But they had to go, otherwise Loiman’s spirit would really be broken!
The fact that he was sent by Harrow showed that he was smart, far-sighted, and truly loved his country and land.

Even he knew that Lord Harrow was hesitant.

So he had to convince the other party to open the door.

Otherwise, Loimann would really be finished.

He placed his hands on the table in front of the Governor, making himself look more oppressive, and said to the Governor:

"Master Harrow is an angel. Master Harrow holds a Level Zero Seal. Glass cannot stop Master Harrow!"

"If he dared to come, why would he send you here?"

The deputy speaker's voice sounded again.

The messenger was not far behind:
"Because Lord Harrow doesn't want to waste time, and doesn't want to kill unnecessary people. Don't think that Lord Harrow's kindness is a reason for you to act so recklessly!"

The governor's heart was lifted by these two sentences.

The envoy noticed the change in the opponent's expression and pursued him:

"Governor, you must know that the emperor is about to become a god!"

"And Trajan is only a mortal!"

Cold sweat began to break out on the Governor's forehead.

The Deputy Speaker said hurriedly:

"Are you planning treason?! That man is not Emperor Doyle, you know very well!"

The Governor's expression changed constantly as he wiped his sweat.

He was also hesitant about what to do.

The messenger sneered:

"Only the winner can say this. Do you want the Governor to give away his entire fortune for your foolish loyalty?"

"Moreover, the Governor-General does not only represent himself, he also represents hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Glasne."

The Governor stood up and leaned slightly towards the messenger.

This made the messenger smile victoriously.

"See, Governor, you know who is the right person to choose."

The Deputy Speaker was also anxious. He came here to avoid the worst situation.

But the result is that he has no effect at all? !

"Think carefully, we may not lose. Everything is still unknown!" The messenger sneered:

"Because everything is unknown, we have to choose the one with the greatest chance of winning. Without a doubt, the emperor and we have the greatest chance of winning."

The Governor bowed to the Deputy Speaker with great apology and said:

"I am not alone, sir, and I am also responsible for the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Grassi!"

"terribly sorry!"

The Deputy Speaker turned pale.

Is it true that I can't do anything?
Am I so useless?
The messenger looked at the deputy speaker mockingly, and then extended his hand to the governor:

"Welcome to choose victory, Governor!"

The Governor forced a smile and was about to reach out to shake the other's hand.

Then, a heavenly voice sounded in the Deputy Speaker's ears:

"If you want to choose victory, why choose them?"

It was a woman's voice, very pleasant.

The three people in the room looked over at the same time.

The Governor was even more furious and said:
"Who let her in? I didn't mean..."

Before the Governor could continue, he was like a duck with its neck grabbed, unable to utter a word.

Because the visitor pushed open the door under the protection of his own soldiers and took off his coat and hood.

Revealing the lavender long skirt that was very southern in color:
"My name is Elmeran Westeros. Princess of the South, daughter of Trajan, Governor of Glas. I will give you another chance."

Ai Er looked at the other person's wide eyes seriously and said:
"Tell me, which side do you choose?"

Bang.

A loud gunshot rang out in the room.

The body responded before the will.

He looked at the revolver in his hand that was still smoking and the messenger lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Governor Glass finally came to his senses and stood at attention, saying:

"Your Highness, all 173,421 soldiers and officers in Glass are now yours!"

The other party's reaction was a little beyond Ai'er's expectations, but she quickly came to her senses and said to the other party:

"very good."

She came here just to let Moon know that she was not a vase like the Queen who could only wait for her teacher to save her.

She wanted to help Moon, and now it seems that she did play a role.

Great effect!!!
He took advantage of the opportunity for his personal soldiers to come in and take the messenger away.

The Governor hastily said to them:

"Don't worry about him for now. Go to my bedroom. I have a whole box of iris flags under my bed. Take them out and hang them on the city wall."

Hearing this, Al and the Deputy Speaker looked at the Governor in astonishment.

The Governor also laughed and said:
"Well, I, I have actually been following the Grand Duke for a long time. No, I have actually been fascinated by His Majesty the Emperor for a long time!"

"Your Highness, don't look at me like this, I, I am actually a loyal minister!"

Al looked at him deeply.

There's something about this guy.
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When the lilac iris flag was hung on the city wall of Grasse.

The Loiman army below was instantly in an uproar.

Even the peasant soldiers who couldn't even write their own names knew what the fleur-de-lis flag represented.

That's Trajan's banner!

Trajan won?!
Panic fermented instantly and then spread at a terrifying speed.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The leaders of each principality were desperately urging their soldiers to leave.

It took almost several minutes before Haro could react.

Of the hundreds of thousands of troops around him, only the people he brought with him were left.

After looking around blankly.

Only then did Harrow look towards the top of the Glass city wall in despair.

Is this really the end?!

Do not!
There is another way!
As long as you attack directly, your own soldiers will follow, and then the others will also turn back.

In this way, Loiman can still be saved!
The spirit that had once strived to climb to the position of an angel slowly revived in Haro's chest.

And he is a Neumann, he should fight for Neumann!
Driven by this belief, Haro's body involuntarily moved forward.

The soldiers behind him also slowly followed.

Close, getting closer.

Hit it, hit it!
There was fire in Haro's eyes and he was about to take action.

And at this extremely critical moment.

Harrow stopped suddenly.

Because he saw a man appear on the top of Grasse City.

It was a woman, a very beautiful woman, but that was not important.

The most important thing is that Harrow knows her.

Elmelin Westeros, daughter of Trajan.

She's here?!

When Haro saw Ai'er, he immediately thought of the grassland.

The corners of his mouth twitched for a moment.

Harrow lowered his head, turned and left.

Neumann's country was destroyed.
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In the Baratheon capital.

The major newspapers, which had been operating at full capacity, met their financial backers for the first time.

Watching the nobles walk into the newspaper printing plant at the president's cordial invitation.

Many workers stopped subconsciously.

This made some supervisors very dissatisfied, and some even raised their whips at the lowly workers.

But just as he was about to strike, his hand was grabbed by someone.

After looking back angrily, the anger on the supervisor's face instantly turned into panic and flattery.

Because the one who stopped him was a noble lord.

After glaring at the overseer fiercely, the nobleman nodded and smiled kindly at the stunned worker.

Finally, he led his men into the factory director's room.

Wiping sweat from a pile of ink, I wrote down today's newspaper headlines:
"Grand Duke Trajan is approaching the Imperial Capital!"

　I forgot to mention that of today's 9,000-word update, 3,000 of them are additional updates from the leader. I should have written them a few days ago, but I wasn't in good shape, so I prioritized normal updates. Then today, I took advantage of my good shape and wrote another 3,000 words as additional updates from the leader. And I would like to thank the leader of Spiral Universe for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)