Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 200 Queen Effiin—peerless beauty, dominating the entire audience!

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In the bastion fortress, the thick stone walls shone with a cold and hard luster in the sun. A serious-looking middle-aged man, wearing armor, stood on the observation deck. His gaze passed over the city walls and the magic light shield and fell on the rebels led by the Grand Duke of the Southern Territory.

Philippe Pétain, a Grand General and a member of the Eiffine Senate, was the supreme commander of the entire Eiffine Southern Army Group.

After the news of the rebellion in the south came, General Pétain accepted the orders of the Senate and the Cabinet and led 30,000 "basic-level" troops and 1,000 "conventional-level" troops to the Bastion Fortress, took over everything here, and was responsible for establishing the first line of defense against the rebels in the south.

In addition to being a member of the Senate and possessing legendary-level extraordinary cultivation, General Pétain is also a family-in-law of the Corleone royal family. Since General Pétain's grandfather, the Pétain family has maintained an alliance with the Corleone royal family.

General Pétain himself also married a princess of the royal family. This princess was the granddaughter of Fred Corleone, the most respected figure in the royal family, and was deeply trusted by the royal family.

Pétain looked at the rebels in the south with a calm look in his eyes, like a calm lake, making it difficult to discern his emotions.

Facing the rebels' siege, he directed all defense work in an orderly manner according to the battle plan previously prepared by the staff.

Except for the magic cannon emitting a faint blue light at the commanding heights, it has not been used for a long time.

Behind General Pétain stood several stern-looking staff officers. Seeing that the general still had no intention of using the magic cannon, they couldn't help but talk in low voices.

From time to time, their eyes turned to the magic cannon on the commanding heights, and then they looked at the general with doubts and confusion.

In their opinion, the powerful firepower of the magic cannon was enough to deal a heavy blow to the southern rebels when they approached, but General Pétain had been slow to order its activation, a decision that was really incomprehensible.

However, considering that General Pétain was a senator of the Senate and the supreme commander of the Southern Army Group, his status and power were far beyond the reach of these middle and lower-level officers.

Even though they were filled with doubts, no one dared to question them out loud. They could only bury the doubts deep in their hearts and continue to carry out their respective tasks.

Following an order from the Grand Duke of the Southern Territory, Koglu, a group of mages in black robes slowly rose into the air. Their gorgeous robes fluttered in the wind, and the staffs in their hands flashed with strange light.

General Pétain raised his eyes slightly, his expression still calm, and just nodded his chin lightly. The messenger behind him immediately understood what he meant.

The mages who had been hiding in the bastion and were already on high alert suddenly came out one after another and attacked the enemy.

Suddenly, dazzling magical lights lit up from windows, observation towers, and other places.

The magical lights of the two mages collided in the sky, bursting out with brilliant and dazzling light, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight.

The smoke of war filled the air, and the smell of blood and death filled every inch of space.

The army of the southern border and the defenders of the fortress immediately engaged in a brutal life-and-death struggle. The battle lasted from noon to dusk. The Grand Duke of the Southern Border looked back at Andre, who nodded slightly.

The Grand Duke received the signal and waved his hand, signaling to stop the attack.

On the fortress, General Pétain looked at the slowly retreating southern rebels, his face still expressionless. Facing the staff's request for instructions on whether to pursue them, Pétain narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice:

"All troops, rest. In one hour, all company-level officers will gather at headquarters for a meeting!"

"Yes!"

In the Bastion Fortress, the grassroots officers who had just withdrawn from the front line rushed to the headquarters without stopping. Their armor and swords collided with each other, making a slight metal friction sound.

There was a hint of fatigue and tension on each face.

When he found that the supreme commander here, General Pétain, was standing at the door of the operations room like a sculpture, he could not help but quicken his pace, while at the same time pressing down the sword dangling at his waist without leaving any trace.

When passing by General Pétain, he clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest, bowing deeply.

Then, with a slight nod from General Pétain, he walked into the war room.

When everyone was present, Pétain slowly walked into the operations room, and the atmosphere in the entire headquarters became solemn and depressing.

The sudden large-scale rebellion in Effiin, which had been peaceful for many years, caught the officers who had been away from the battlefield for a long time off guard.

Fortunately, their opponents were just a group of local rebel forces, and behind them were solid military fortresses, powerful magic cannons, and a genuine legendary elder!
During wartime, all magical energy was used to supply various military facilities. General Pétain set an example by lighting dim oil lamps even in the combat command room.

The light and shadows on the wall swayed, as if they were also uneasy about the impending changes.

General Pétain held his head high and chest out, his posture as firm as a pine tree. His oppressive gaze slowly swept over every officer in the command room. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Petain withdrew his gaze and spoke in a calm voice:

"Today is the first battle against the rebels. Everyone, please report the casualties of your respective units."

In fact, the General Staff had already made a detailed report on these situations, but Pétain still asked everyone to report them in public. Several staff officers looked at General Pétain with surprise from time to time. The general's actions today were indeed a bit abnormal.

In order, the officers in the operations room stood up one by one to report the casualties.

Judging from the casualty statistics reported by various companies, the situation is not optimistic.

Logically speaking, they were backed by a solid fortress and were a "conventional-level" army. The fortress was also equipped with high-level mages. The other side was just a group of "basic-level" local armed forces, and such unreasonable casualties should not have occurred.

As the last officer finished his report, the atmosphere in the operations room fell into an eerie silence again.

When the officers heard the casualty figures, their expressions became much more serious.

These cold numbers correspond to living lives, their brothers and sisters.

Aife has been at peace for many years, and some young officers are even experiencing actual combat for the first time. They cannot adjust their mentality for a while, and a trace of sadness appears on their faces.

General Pétain remained expressionless, and his clear and powerful voice echoed in the war room:
"Why are our casualties so heavy? Does anyone know the reason?"

There was a moment of silence in the war room. General Pétain obviously didn't want to wait for an answer, so he continued:
"It's simple, because we are not facing the troops from the southern border!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, and a burst of whispers suddenly sounded in the operations room.

The deputy general and several staff officers not far away also looked astonished.

At this moment, General Pétain clapped his hands gently, the door of the operations room slowly opened, and a handsome middle-aged man walked in.

The middle-aged man had a calm face and walked at a leisurely pace, as if he had an innate calmness.

He came to General Pétain's side and looked calmly at everyone in the room.

Everyone's attention was instantly attracted by the arrival of the middle-aged man, and a look of confusion spread across their faces. They didn't understand why such a stranger would appear at this crucial military meeting.

General Pétain raised his chin slightly and said in a low voice, but the content was shocking:
"Everyone, this is Mr. Andre Ian, a trusted aide to Saxon Cromwell, the third prince of the Kingdom of Ceylon."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunderclap exploding above everyone's heads.

As soon as Pétain's voice fell, the guards he brought with him came in from all directions and surrounded the entire operations room in an instant.

The officers were stunned at first, then their eyes widened, their faces filled with shock and anger.

Kingdom of Ceylon?

Although these officers rarely have access to information from the top of the country, they still have some understanding of general military trends.

When the Southern Territory rebelled, many rumors spread in the army, such as that the supporter behind the Grand Duke of the Southern Territory was the Kingdom of Ceylon.

Moreover, the relationship between the Kingdom of Ceylon and Effiin has never been very good.

According to the official state propaganda, the Kingdom of Ceylon has always been the culprit that has restricted the expansion and development of Effiin.

Now, at such a military meeting concerning the national security of Effiin, a senior bureaucrat from the Kingdom of Ceylon actually appeared.

Everyone couldn't help but have a guess in their mind that made them break out in a cold sweat:

Is it possible that the legendary senator of the Senate, the general trusted by the Corleone royal family, is going to defect to the enemy?

For a moment, the huge headquarters operations room was silent, with only the sound of everyone's rapid breathing.

General Pétain was not surprised by the crowd's reaction. He took a step forward, his eyes still calm. After scanning the entire audience, he slowly said:
“I know what you’re thinking.

Whether you think I'm a traitor or a traitor, I don't want to make any excuses.

I asked Mr. Andre to come here just to let you know who we are fighting against and what kind of desperate situation our Effiin is facing! "

As General Pétain finished speaking, a majestic, legendary aura instantly enveloped the entire venue. André then stood up, his demeanor elegant, a faint smile in his eyes. He cleared his throat and said calmly:

"Everyone, you should have a deep understanding of the daytime battle. Why did just the defense cause such heavy casualties?

The reason is simple, because you are not facing the troops from the southern border, but the elite troops from the Kingdom of Ceylon, which can fight against the legendary [Ceylon Oath]!"

Everyone was shocked to find that the fortress was surrounded by an elite army!

But the enemy's strength was not a reason for them to defect and surrender to the enemy. Most officers still had anger and hostility on their faces.

If it weren't for the fear of General Pétain's legendary strength, someone would have drawn his sword long ago.

At this time, General Pétain spoke:

"Everyone, the enemy's strength is not the reason that prompted me to make this choice.

I am a senator of the Effiin Senate.

I can fight for my country and die for my country, but I cannot let my soldiers become tools for someone to realize his ambition!

To tell you the truth, our king has long been subjected to heinous means by that vicious queen!

The king now has become a child with the IQ of a few years old and has completely become a puppet of the queen.

Not only that, she also provoked many powerful forces on the continent for her own selfish desires. Now these forces have gathered in Florence, ready to take action against her.

But this woman wanted to bet the entire country, use the entire Effiin as her shield, and drag it into the endless abyss.

Soldiers, are you willing to fight to the end for such a lord and regime?"

General Pétain paused and continued:

“I am a senator of the Senate, and I have the obligation to find a way out for Effiin when she is in desperate situation.

If you are willing to follow me and restore the splendor and glory of Effiin, please join His Highness the Grand Duke in charging into Florence, eliminating the treacherous villains, restoring the royal family, and establishing immortal merits!

The atmosphere in the war room suddenly froze into ice, and General Pétain's words sounded like another bolt of thunder in everyone's ears.

Many people showed signs of struggle and hesitation.

Pétain's voice continued:
"As long as you are willing to cooperate, I promise that after the war, not only will your lives and status be preserved, but you will also be promoted based on your merits and share in the glory of our nation's prosperity!"

As soon as these words were spoken, some officers showed obvious excitement on their faces.

But most people still had doubts in their hearts, and some even had anger and contempt in their eyes. They found it hard to accept the sudden betrayal of the senators and the general.

The loyalty and trust that had always been rooted in my heart suffered a huge impact at this moment.

Regarding the relationship between the king and the queen, it has always been mentioned in previous official propaganda that the two are childhood sweethearts, have a deep relationship, and are a loyal couple witnessed by the gods.

Now General Pétain's words were really hard for them to accept for the time being.

Will they betray the queen who has a deep relationship with the king and choose the general who is colluding with the enemy country?

At this moment, General Pétain's aura of a legendary powerhouse was released without reservation, sweeping across the entire venue like an invisible storm.

The overwhelming pressure made the air in the war room seem to freeze. Everyone felt as if their chest was being pressed down by a huge rock, and breathing became difficult.

Some officers who originally wanted to resist could not help but tremble slightly in the face of this powerful momentum. They clenched their fists, their nails deeply embedded in their palms, but they did not take that step in the end.

In this suffocating atmosphere, time seems to have stopped.

After a long while, the former highest commander of the Bastion Fortress, an old general who had served in the Bastion Fortress for over forty years, slowly stood up. His eyes still showed helplessness and struggle. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said:

"General, although we have our doubts about your decision, we don't want to see brothers killing each other and the country destroyed.

We can follow your command and let the troops from the southern border pass through, but you cannot force us to join the rebels.

At the same time, I hope you can fulfill your promise and save our Effiin!"

A trace of sincerity appeared in the old general's eyes. Pétain was silent for a moment and looked at André beside him.

André frowned slightly. Pétain threw this difficult problem to him, obviously not wanting to make things too extreme.

This old fox still wants to wait and see how the situation develops.

A trace of contempt emerged in Andre's heart. The situation was already set. Florence could not withstand the combined forces of the Eastern Empire and the Black Tomb. The Corleone royal family was doomed to be destroyed. Sooner or later, the other party would see who the real winner was.

Let him be clever for a while.

Andrei nodded slowly with a faint smile on his face.

General Pétain said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I agree."

After receiving a positive answer, the old general breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his men.

As the old general's attitude softened, the other officers couldn't help but sigh deeply. In silence and repression, they passed this resolution, which they didn't know what impact it would have on Effiin.

Late at night, the gate of the bastion fortress slowly opened. The rebels in the south had been waiting for a long time. When Kruger saw General Pétain and André appear together at the city gate, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand.

The army secretly passed through this fortress, which was regarded as an impregnable fortress by the people of Florence.

On the second day after the Grand Duke of the Southern Territory led his troops through the fortress, an equally well-organized army appeared in front of him.

Grand Duke of the West, Falkenham Francis, led his army to join forces with the rebels in the South!

……

In the spring of the 328th year of the Continental Calendar, one month before the Green Grass Festival, a grand exchange meeting kicked off in Florence, Eifin.

The venue was unsurprisingly chosen as the most famous Emerald Lake in Florence.

By the lake, a huge, magnificent circular building made of crystal rises from the ground, emitting a soft light, which reflects the surging magical elements around it, reflecting a dreamlike scene.

On the avenue leading to Emerald Lake, flags from various countries and organizations fluttered in the wind.

Today is the opening day of the exchange meeting. Representatives from various countries rushed to this magnificent circular building at the agreed time.

Each area of the circular building was marked with the name of the country or organization. The representatives sat down in turn. In the center was a wide platform with several rows of VIP seats on top.

The order was left to the Charter Covenant, the Northwest Alliance, the Pale Wings, and the empires and kingdoms attending the meeting.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the venue gradually became lively. Many acquaintances greeted each other and discussed some official and personal matters. The scene was once very harmonious.

Soon, the noise in the venue dropped slightly. Needless to say, a distinguished guest had arrived.

The first to step onto the platform were the Charter Entente delegation led by Archduke Ferdinand of the Central Empire and Prince Quentin of the Eastern Empire.

There is no doubt that this is the highest-level and most powerful organization representative at this meeting.

Everyone made way to show respect.

After the Charter Covenant, there were representatives from the Northwest Alliance and the Pale Wings.

The Northwest Alliance is very familiar to all the countries present, as it is the original organizer of the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference.

The only thing that surprised everyone was the Pale Wings delegation. At the front of the delegation was a peerless woman who was more beautiful than any other. Although located in the northwest continent, many people were familiar with this beautiful woman.

Isabella Wenzel, the Golden Wing daughter of the Pale Wing Golden Wing family.

Famous throughout the continent for her beauty and wealth.

Of course, the more famous one is the Battle of the Six Saints that shocked the world more than a year ago.

Through the mouths of those bards, the story of the knight and princess between the Lord of Shadows and the Daughter of Golden Wings has long spread to every corner of the continent.

After the three large organizations appeared, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became lively with the people who appeared next.

Grand Duke Roland of the Western Region Empire!
Compared to the Charter Covenant Organization and the Pale Wings, which are located far away in the Central Continent and are high and mighty, Grand Duke Roland of the Western Region Empire, who is from the Northwest Continent and has always been famous, is obviously much more popular and approachable.

Grand Duke Roland greeted the representatives of various countries in a friendly manner. It can be seen that His Highness the Grand Duke is very popular in the entire Northwest Continent.

After the Western Empire came the Northern Empire delegation led by Prince Aldrich Cox, a prince of the Northern Empire.

Compared to Grand Duke Roland's treatment, Prince Aldrich's welcome was noticeably colder. This prince rarely traveled abroad, so it was rather unnatural for him to lead the delegation this time. A meeting of this magnitude didn't require a prince to lead the delegation. In fact, the Northern Territory Empire hadn't originally chosen Prince Aldrich; it was His Royal Highness who volunteered upon hearing the news.

As for why His Royal Highness the Prince insisted on attending this Northwest Regional Exchange Conference, the reason is very simple. His Royal Highness the Prince has another name, Prince Violet!
It was the Violet Prince of the Northern Empire who had spent a huge price and rescued his fallen son from the ninth level of hell, the Lord of Nessus, Asmodeus, through the owner of Pawnshop No. 8, Mammon!
The Violet Prince who left an elaborate dragon egg trap for Mammon!

The reason why he came here was simple, because he heard that the "Lord of Shadows" who exposed his plan had reached some kind of cooperation agreement with Queen Effiin, and would also appear at the venue this time.

He came here this time just to meet the "Lord of Shadows"!

The discerning people present obviously knew what Prince Violet was planning and couldn't help but become interested in watching the show.

After the two empires entered the scene, it was the turn of several kingdoms on the northwestern continent.

The most impressive and eye-catching one among them is naturally the third prince Saxon who represents the Kingdom of Ceylon.

Saxon clenched his fists lightly, looking at the gathered empires, kingdoms, and major organizations, his heart trembling.

This is the stage he needs. He wants to write his own legend in front of these people!
Following closely behind the Kingdom of Ceylon is his arch-enemy, the Kingdom of Windbreak.

The leader of the Wind Breath Kingdom is also a prince, but he is the real first heir, Aiello Wind Rider.

Speaking of which, the royal Wind Rider family of the Wind Breath Kingdom has a connection with the royal Wind Walker family of the Winged Elves.

The founder of the Wind Rider family is a branch descendant of the Wind Walker family.

After the war between gods and demons, he broke away from the elves and established himself as king in the northwest continent, establishing the Kingdom of Wind.

As usual, Aiello Windrider mocked Saxon, then walked into the venue with a faint smile on his face.

The last kingdom to enter was the Kingdom of Thrane, the last remaining kingdom in the northwest continent.

The Kingdom of Thrane sent a prince named Nain Thrane, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face.

After entering, he simply greeted everyone and then sat quietly in his seat without saying a word, which obviously made his position today clear.

Just watch the show and don’t help each other!
Those who needed to enter had already done so, and representatives from various countries all turned their attention to the center of the platform.

The Lord of Effiin is about to appear!
Representatives from various countries present had detailed intelligence sources regarding recent events in Aifein.

Especially King Eifin, the young king who had just ascended the throne, suffered a saint-level "memory freeze" a year ago and turned into a fool!

They were very curious about who would represent Aifeiyin at the meeting today!

Following the sound of low ritual music, waves of strange magical power suddenly surged from the high platform.

There were many high-level extraordinary people among the people present, and when they sensed this strange fluctuation of magical power, their faces changed slightly.

In the Charter Entente delegation, Archduke Ferdinand, with a look of surprise, turned to Heisenberg's nephew, Joerg Wertheimer, and said:

"Master Qiao Lun, have you felt it? This power seems to no longer belong to the category of the ninth level of transcendence."

Qiao Lun's eyes flashed with strange colors, and he replied in a low voice:
"Not only that, this magic power contains extremely pure ice magic power. Even an ice magician favored by the gods seems unable to reach this level."

Prince Quentin on the side also spoke at this time:
"It seems that the rumor is true. We are about to witness the youngest legendary figure in human history!"

Prince Violet of the Northern Territory Empire said solemnly:
"It's hard to believe that such a person would be willing to become the queen of a small country. What a pity!"

The attention of the other delegations on the platform was also attracted by this magical fluctuation.

The strange magical fluctuations soon triggered further strange phenomena.

The originally clear dome was instantly covered by lead-gray clouds. A cold wind suddenly blew, whistling through every corner of the venue, attracting everyone's attention.

Just as everyone was astonished, the first snowflake slowly fell, sparkling with crystal light, as if wrapped in star fragments, spinning in the air, emitting a faint cold fragrance.

Immediately afterwards, more snowflakes fell, but they did not fly everywhere, but gathered in an orderly manner in the center of the platform.

These snowflakes stuck to each other and piled up, gradually outlining the outline of a human figure.

As the last snowflake fell into place, a soft light flashed, and the snowflakes dispersed. A peerless and graceful figure appeared in the center of the platform.

Queen Effiin, Adair Angryn!
The queen wore a floor-length brocade dress with a star-blue belt around her waist, which perfectly outlined her slender waist.

Her long jet-black hair fell to her waist, and a hairpin carved from a unicorn's horn was inserted in her hair. The magic runes on the hairpin emitted a soft halo, reflecting her beautiful face.

The queen's eyes were like a deep lake, with bright stars surging in them. Just a glance was enough to make people's hearts flutter.

Her skin was as white and dazzling as frosty porcelain, and under the light, it had a faint pearly luster. The hem of her skirt swayed gently as if snowflakes were still living on it. The chill lingering around her made her face look even more cold and beautiful, as if she was a goddess of ice and snow descending on the continent!

Everyone was stunned by Queen Effiin's appearance. Their gazes were instantly fixed, as if they were under a spell, with amazement and shock permanently engraved on their faces.

Most people had only heard that Effiin had a queen of stunning beauty, but today was the first time they saw her in person.

Faced with the amazing charm displayed by Queen Effiin, even the people from the empires and kingdoms could not help but sigh in admiration.

Grand Duke Violet of the Northern Territory Empire murmured softly:

"This kind of charm has completely surpassed the limits of human beings. Even those favored by the gods should not possess such charm... It's quite interesting."

Similar sentiments were expressed in different corners.

Saxon of the Kingdom of Ceylon could not help but clench his fists, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, trying hard to restrain the shock and desire surging in his heart.

At the same time, deep resentment and jealousy towards King Effiin welled up in his heart.

On the Pale Wing side, Isabella had a complicated look in her eyes and sighed in her heart.

Even someone as proud as her would have to admit defeat in front of a woman of this level.

Pacino Della of the Dark Wing Family whispered:

"I say, that bastard Xia Zuo really didn't set his sights on Aifeiyin just because he had his eyes on the queen, did he?"

Meyer Child of the Purple Wing Family coughed lightly and said:

"Second Young Master Dela, be careful with your words. The Eastern Territory Empire has also sent people here today."

Pacino curled his lips slightly and said nonchalantly:
"What are you afraid of? I'm going to fight them later anyway. I'm just annoyed by your hypocritical attitude."

Isabella said coldly:
"If you want to argue, you can go outside and argue!"

Puzzled expressions appeared on the faces of several people, wondering why the usually good-tempered Golden Winged Girl suddenly became so angry.

Pacino's face was a little embarrassed, and he whispered:

"Queen Effie hasn't spoken yet, and you're already acting like the boss."

When Isabella heard the words "head of the family", a nameless anger surged in her heart and her face turned cold.

The beautiful woman from the Silver Wing Family quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Alright, don't let others laugh at you outside. Blood King, try to persuade your niece as well."

The man called the Blood King by the beautiful woman was a strong middle-aged man from the Blood Wing family, whose full name was Blaise Scarlett.

The Golden Wing Family has always had a direct bloodline marriage with the Blood Wing Family, especially this generation. Isabella's mother is the younger sister of the Blood Wing Family's patriarch.

This Blaise is Isabella's mother's youngest brother and her uncle.

Blaise said to Isabella:

"Five wings as one, so you still have to be careful of the impact when you're outside."

Isabella responded muffledly.

Just as everyone was still shocked by Queen Effie's extraordinary grace, a cold voice rang out in the venue:

"Everyone, welcome to Effiin!"

……

"She is more beautiful than she was a few years ago."

Thousands of miles away, in the Central Empire Empress's Palace, in front of a huge light curtain, Shanice stared at Yadel's face and snorted softly.

It was obvious that Her Majesty the Empress was also following this event in real time.

Not only the Central Empire, but also the Eastern Territory Empire, although Prince Xia Zuo did not attend in person, was also paying attention to this Northwest Region Exchange Conference.

Even with Xia Zuo's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked and faintly jealous of Yadel's beauty.

Such a wonderful woman actually belongs to an idiot king. What a waste of talent!

The perspective returns to the exchange meeting venue.

Adele's voice continued:

"Excuse me, representatives. His Majesty is ill. I will be the sole representative for this exchange meeting. I hope you can understand."

As soon as the words fell, an astonishing aura rose from Adair. Although it was not directed at anyone, everyone was deeply shocked after sensing this aura.

At the VIP seat on the high platform, Prince Quentin of the Eastern Territory Empire's expression changed slightly, and he whispered:
"legend?
Such a strong pressure, is Queen Effiin already a legend?"

Archduke Ferdinand of the Central Empire shook his head slightly:

"No, legends must have strange phenomena. And the oppressive feeling she gives me doesn't feel like the oppression from the domain. She probably hasn't entered the legend yet."

The reason why the legend can cause a dimensionality reduction attack on the ninth level of the extraordinary is mainly due to the power of rules nurtured in the field.

Although the oppressive aura emanating from Adair was terrifying, it was not a force that belonged to the realm.

But this point is even more shocking to everyone.

Without becoming a legend, he could suppress the legends and golds present with his aura. If he really became a legend, how terrifying would it be?
A stern look appeared in the eyes of Prince Violet of the Northern Territory Empire:

"In troubled times, a genius will emerge. It seems... my brother's prediction is not groundless!"

When he spoke the last few words, his voice dropped completely and was almost inaudible.

Grand Duke Roland of the Western Region Empire also looked stunned.

He had met Adair a year ago, and they had even fought against the Black Tomb together.

But now, in just one year, Adele gave her a feeling of being even more unfathomable.

This is also because Adele has untied the knot in her heart. Since her relationship with Cohen has been restored to normal, Adele's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

Prince Nirn of the Thrane Kingdom said with the same emotion:

"Within a hundred years, this woman will surely reach the Saint level. If Aifeiyin can survive this catastrophe, I'm sure there will be another kingdom-level power in the northwest continent."

Saxon snorted coldly. Although he didn't say anything, his attitude was obvious.

The eldest prince of the Wind Kingdom, Ailuo Fengzhe, naturally would not give up the opportunity to disgust his mortal enemy. He smiled faintly and said:

"There's nothing wrong with having one more. Aifeiyin is originally a member of the Charter Entente, and the monarch can be called king.

It's only natural to become a kingdom!
I just wonder what the Kingdom of Ceylon, which borders Effiin, thinks about it."

Saxon suppressed his anger, turned his head and ignored Ailo's provocation.

At the Pale Wings, Isabella's eyes were even more intriguing. Even Blaise from the Blood Wings, who had always been calm and reserved, couldn't help but ask:
"Isa, when you met the queen a year ago, was she already this strong?"

The others also turned their eyes over.

Isabella suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and said:

"She's stronger than she was a year ago."

A strange color flashed in Blaze's eyes, and then he suddenly let out a faint and strange laugh:

“I am becoming more and more curious about who this King Effiin is.

A man who can make such a woman fall in love with him must have something extraordinary about him!"

Isabella added silently in her heart:

"Yeah, he's even more powerful than his queen!"

Queen Effie chose to release her astonishing aura at this time, and her purpose is self-evident.

The aura of a golden-level being is comparable to that of a legendary-level being. Anyone who wants to target Effiin must weigh the pros and cons involved.

Regardless of the effect of Adair's intimidation, at least everyone realized one fact.

Compared to Queen Effiin's stunning appearance and charm, her natural talent and strength are even more shocking.

At the same time, many people who were familiar with the situation couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Queen Effiin.

Such a wonderful woman is so devoted to an idiot king. What is the origin of this Corleone? Is he the illegitimate son of the gods?
Similar discussions were heard in every corner of the venue.

In the shadow plane, Cohen remembered the countries behind those who slandered him one by one, and prepared to settle accounts with them later.

After Adele appeared, she gave a brief official speech and then handed the rest of the podium to Prime Minister Angus.

Angus followed the usual practice and carried out the various procedures of the exchange meeting in an orderly manner.

The only special thing this year is the so-called military formation drill that was added on temporarily.

For this exercise, Aifeiin specially leveled a forest next to Emerald Lake and built a huge training ground.

Under the maintenance of the security forces, representative corps from various countries entered the training ground one after another and began military exercises.

Although they are from various countries, in fact only a few of them actually brought their troops.

Most of them were just there to watch the show. Apart from the Kingdom of Ceylon, the Kingdom of Wind's Breath, the Principality of Holy Oak, and the Principality of Silver Frost, the rest were only the one thousand [Hearts of Bauhinia] under the command of Grand Duke Roland.

Moreover, the thousand men of Grand Duke Roland did not participate in the military exercise, but only to prevent emergencies.

As for the Kingdom of Wind Breath, the one thousand "elite" [Wind Dancers] brought by Prince Ailo were entirely aimed at the Kingdom of Ceylon.

To prevent Saxon from doing anything desperate, we should take care of him as well.

Almost everyone knew that the military exercise was fake, and the real purpose was for the army to cause unrest in Effiin and plunder the Effiin throne.

Many people are wondering, is the Kingdom of Ceylon really prepared to rely on these 1,000 people to force the emperor to abdicate in front of other countries?

Not to mention that the Western Region Empire, which has always been on good terms with Eifin, will interfere, even the Charter Agreement Organization and the Northwest Alliance will not allow the Kingdom of Ceylon to break the rules like this.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue became much more intriguing, as if everyone was waiting for an opportunity, a fuse that would ignite the unrest in Aifeiyin.

Soon, the fuse came!
Emerald Lake is located in the southeastern suburbs of Florence, not too far from the east gate of Florence.

When the military exercise ended and everyone was waiting for the next activity, a shocking sound slowly came from far away.

The originally peaceful atmosphere in the conference hall was suddenly broken by a dull and powerful roar. At first, the sound was like a faint thunder coming from the distant sky, rolling in everyone's hearts, causing many people to feel confused.

In a flash, the roar approached rapidly like a surging tide, covering the sky and the earth.

Rumbling--

The ground began to tremble slightly, and the flags in the venue swayed.

The expressions on the faces of the delegates froze instantly, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

For these extraordinary people, they could easily capture the murderous aura contained in the rumbling sound with their keen hearing.

As time went on, the deafening roar became clearer and clearer, mixed with the clang of metal colliding, the sharp neighing of war horses, and the orderly and majestic shouts of the soldiers!

At the same time, countless pieces of information began to be transmitted to representatives of various countries and organizational forces in the conference hall.

When most people, especially the ministers of Eifin, saw the contents of the intelligence, they were all shocked and applauded:

The rebels are at the gates!
(End of this chapter)