In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

"It's a dragon, a three-headed dragon!"

For the Crusaders who saw this winged dragon for the first time, the horror in their hearts was simply beyond words.

After all, in the stories of "dragon slayers" that they had heard from bards before, the protagonists were mostly told from the perspective of knights-errant; in the murals of St. George slaying the dragon, the dragon was often smaller than the white horse that St. George rode.

As for the sea dragon they had just seen, they did not regard it as a species of dragon at all, but as a giant deep-sea monster.

He is here, he actually came!

"How could there be such a greedy person in the world who would occupy the fertile land of Egupstadt and still covet the throne of the empire? What on earth does he want?"

Bubbles were bubbling from the lava giant's body, and sticky lava exploded, emitting a strong smell of sulfur, representing his inner unrest.

A man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.

This is the person who brought down the only legend in the Mediterranean world in hundreds of years from the altar. Who in the entire supernatural world dares to say that he dares to stand against him?

Alexius, who had just climbed to the top of Galata City to watch the battle, frowned. He knew that Lothar might come, but he did not expect that he would come so soon.

Shouldn't he now be concentrating on dealing with the pagans in Egypt and expanding the territory of his newly created Crusader kingdom overseas?

At this critical moment, how could he abandon his own holy war cause and lead his troops to support the heretics, and he was holding the double-headed eagle flag of the empire? Wasn't this guy afraid of losing his reputation and being regarded as a lackey of the Greek king?

Alexius, who had lived in exile in the Latin world for many years, suddenly roared angrily: "Lagaia, this shameless, ungrateful bitch, is she going to hand over the throne of the empire to a Frankish barbarian?"

This was not just his own speculation. After all, in their view, the only price the empire could offer to bribe Lothar was the throne of the emperor. As for the books on agronomy, water conservancy, and bureaucratic selection and training that Lothar requested, they were actually of no value at all in their eyes.

"The one riding the dragon is the vice-emperor of the empire, the governor of the Eastern Region and Aegupisto, Lotharbasileus. He has accepted my invitation and is here to rescue the king!"

Lagaia raised the jeweled ceremonial sword in her hand and shouted, "People of the Empire, reinforcements have arrived, and the double-headed eagle flag is flying at the top of the world. The time to fight back has come!"

A group of personal eunuchs also followed suit and shouted in shrill voices.

Listening to the cheers of the people, the queen, who had just prepared to commit suicide at the last moment, couldn't help but feel a strong sense of weakness in her body. She stared blankly at the figure standing on the top of the dragon's head.

Before, she had wondered if Losa would covet the most sacred throne in Christendom.

But now, she couldn't help but wonder, if the empire really had an emperor like him, would her long-cherished dream of reviving the empire and rescuing all the imperial subjects from the hands of the pagans be realized soon?

After all, it took him less than a year to pacify Egypt.

"Boss, are we here to seize this city from the Crusaders this time?"

The three heads of Radon kept talking to each other and couldn't stop. "Returning to the old place" reminded them of the experience when they were in their prime and followed Mahamut II to conquer Constantinople.

Bella III asked the waiter to invite a wizard to increase his voice:

"Your Majesty Lothar, you have come at the right time. The capricious Greek king has repeatedly betrayed us and obstructed the sacred cause of the Eastern Crusade. We are about to capture Constantinople as the base camp of the Eastern Crusade. This is a great feat to bridge the rift between the Eastern and Western Churches!"

"Your Majesty Lothar, you are the most valiant and skilled general of the Crusaders, and a great monarch who has received the grace of God and dedicated his life to the cause of the Crusade. Your arrival will make our cause even more glorious!"

Lothar on the dragon head sneered and didn't even bother to reply.

Bella III repeatedly mentioned his identity as a "crusader", seemingly complimenting him, but in fact, wasn't he just trying to put him on the fire?

"Ladon, do you want to eat those two big guys down there?"

The Cursed Dragon Leader said quickly, "Boss, we have been flying in the sky for so long and haven't eaten anything. We may not be able to defeat them."

The Fire Dragon Leader said angrily, "Bullshit, it's just a low-level sea dragon. Killing it is as easy as farting. That giant is even less worth mentioning. Don't worry, leave it to me."

The poisonous dragon head sneered. He was usually the most arrogant, but he also agreed with the cursed dragon head's opinion: "That sea dragon is indeed not worth mentioning, but the fire giant is indeed not easy to deal with."

Losa frowned: "Who asked you to deal with it?"

Just as he finished speaking, the sea dragon that was looking up at Ladon nervously, dropped its huge head into the sea, and the cold blood of the sea dragon solidified into a thick layer of ice on the sea surface.

The female swordsman with long blue-gray hair stood with her knees slightly bent on a piece of ice floating in the harbor flooded by the sea. She slowly pushed her two swords back into the scabbards behind her waist, stood up straight, and her light golden beast eyes slowly returned to their original state.

The abyss dragon of the Adriatic Sea, which was highly expected by the Venetians and the nightmare of countless sailors and captains, was easily executed by Cerinina.

This was due to the intimidating pressure from the two high-level dragons, Lothar and Ladon, and also because the sea dragons under Dandolo's control could not fully exert their strength. However, ordinary people could not understand the twists and turns involved.

Just this one move shocked 99 percent of the people present.

The originally furious lava giant had now completely calmed down. He returned to his human form, holding a magic amulet in his hand, and felt a chill on his neck. If he hadn't had a space prop in his hand, he would have teleported away long ago.

It took Bella III a while to come to his senses. He seemed to have finally realized how terrible the power this Egyptian tyrant was. He was filled with shock and anger, and couldn't help feeling panic.

He mustered up his courage and asked loudly: "Your Majesty Lothar, why do you help the evil Greek king to resist the righteous Crusaders? Have you been bribed by the title and wealth thrown by the Greek king?"

"Have you renounced the holy Catholic faith and embraced the Greek heresy?"

Losa sneered. Fighting against the Crusaders for the Greeks may sound like eating with a bowl in hand and cursing after putting the bowl down, but in fact, in terms of the justice of this era, he is ten thousand times more right than the other side.

He raised his hand, and the sacred golden light condensed in his hand, transforming into a dazzling spear of destiny. The favor of Saint Sophia enveloped his body, and a holy shadow vaguely appeared behind him.

This Saint Sophia refers to the holy wisdom of God. Under the favor of Saint Sophia, Losa seemed to have obtained the blessing of the holy wisdom of God in an instant. His mental strength value increased exponentially, and his words were filled with a majesty that could not be disobeyed.

"I am here to stop this unjust war that is shaking the legitimacy of the Crusades."

"I am here to punish you, the bandits who violated your oath and mission, attacked fellow Christians, and used the name of the Crusades as a pretext."

"You have rashly betrayed your vows, preferring worldly wealth to the pursuit of heavenly treasures. You should repent and atone for your sins, rather than committing more serious and wanton crimes under the cover of religion and the banner of the cross."

Lothar's voice was very loud. Not only the Crusaders could hear it clearly, but the citizens of Constantinople could also hear it clearly. Even if they didn't understand, there were citizens who knew Latin to relay it on their behalf.

Bella III wanted to refute, but he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of shame in his heart.

Looking back, there were not many people still standing on the deck. They all knelt on the ground, crying and confessing their mistakes.

Covered in the glory, the Eastern monarch in the sky, standing on the head of the magic dragon and holding the Spear of St. Longinus, shone like a god.

Bella III's defenses were broken, and for a moment he couldn't help but bend his knees and almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, in the distance, layers of mist filled the sea. In the mist, a huge black ship suddenly smashed through the clouds, split the tide, and came in front of the world. Soon after, huge wooden ships appeared one after another, and the flag of the double-headed eagle blocked the exit of the Golden Horn from the rear.