The Knight's Journey to the Empire

"Okay, my dear ministers, let's end today's meeting here! Regarding the Northern Expedition, I need to think carefully and I will call you all to discuss it later!" Chris VI sighed silently again, and his tone seemed to become a little frustrated.

Upon seeing this, the three important ministers of the kingdom sitting on the left and right of the conference table immediately understood the king's intention to drive people away.

So they all asked to leave with different feelings and gradually left the royal court meeting room.

"You two should go out first, and let me be alone in peace for a while!" Chris VI's words rang out again.

This is said to both Trumpston and Obama.

Seeing this, Trumpston wanted to say something to comfort His Majesty the King, but was harshly interrupted by Obama.

Soon, Chris VI was the only one left in the royal court meeting room.

This makes him seem a little lonely and all alone!

I saw him putting his hands on the armrests of the chair, and his whole body lying on the back of the chair completely relaxed. Then he closed his tired eyes and meditated quietly!

Legendary Saint! This is truly an insurmountable mountain!

Slowly, as time passed, Chris VI, who closed his eyes and meditated, began to breathe steadily!

As the king of a country, he actually fell asleep without any kingly manners!

For Chris VI, a great lord, this was truly a rare moment in his life!

This shows how great the pressure that suddenly came upon the king was!

The national vision, the lifelong wish, the expectations of the ministers, the wishes of the people, the glory of the empire, the revival of the country...

This extraordinary king suddenly felt a little tired...

But unfortunately, his sleep was destined not to last long.

Because after a while, he suddenly woke up.

Then Chris VI resumed his usual majestic kingly demeanor, and said to the empty surroundings, as if talking to himself: "Shadow, you are there!"

In the dark shadow corner of the royal court meeting room, the light was slightly distorted, and then a figure covered in black slowly walked out.

This is another close confidant of Chris VI, but he is a secret confidant.

This trusted and important official has no name, only the code name "Shadow".

But the shadow organization he leads is the eyes of Chris VI, the most mysterious intelligence agency in the entire Kingdom of Essex, specializing in carrying out various assassinations or espionage activities.

It is worth mentioning that this spy organization called Shadow was inherited from the legacy of the Essex Empire by His Majesty the First King who founded the Kingdom of Essex - His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and played an irreplaceable role in the founding war of the Kingdom of Essex.

The shadow came to within five meters of Chris VI and then knelt down on one knee.

Because he seldom spoke to others, he said in a hoarse voice: "I am here, please give the order, Your Majesty!"

“I have two tasks for you:

First, do your best to assassinate the military generals or local officials of the Kingdom of Midburg or the Principality of Glia who are confronting you on the border; if possible, try that eldest son as well. In short, try to muddy the waters and don't let their negotiations be completed easily!

Second, lead the Shadow Organization at all costs. Remember, at all costs, I want to know the life and death of the legendary saint in the Free City of Ancordina!"

Chris VI spoke these last few words almost with gritted teeth.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Anzi accepted the order, then slowly stood up and silently retreated to the shadow in the corner. As the light was slightly distorted, the black shadow gradually disappeared.

Obamanas, who was stationed outside the door, seemed to have noticed something, but he frowned slightly and then relaxed his brows, continuing to perform his duties meticulously to protect the safety of His Majesty the King.

Obamanas and Shadow are at the same professional level of Pillar Knight, so how could he not know about his coming and going?

In the royal court meeting room, Chris VI sat calmly, but his eyes flashed with madness and an unyielding look from time to time!

Oh, so what if you are a legendary saint? Your time has passed! Now is my time!

The great leader, Chris VI, was roaring madly in his heart!

That was his unwillingness!

That's his refusal to accept his fate!

That was his arrogant Tian!

As a result, this ancient land that had been peaceful for more than three hundred years suddenly became turbulent...

And a war storm that was about to sweep across the four directions began to brew quietly, without a sound or a trace...

But when it erupts, it will be like thunderclaps from the blue sky, a rainbow piercing the sun, and mountains collapsing and the earth cracking...

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Great goddess!

I pray to Him here devoutly.

Pray that He will open His eyes of mercy to the world!

Look at these faithful and devout creatures!

Look at this prosperous and splendid civilization!

Look at this ancient and magnificent mountain and river!

Then I saw with my own eyes,

All lives are destroyed and all beings are wailing!

Civilization collapsed and shattered!

The mountains and rivers collapsed, and the whole place was devastated!

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Kingdom of Midburg, County of Ganise, Territory of White Bear.

In the most luxurious building in Flanders town, the plaque "Tax Collector's Villa" that originally hung above the gate has now been taken down and burned as fuel.

It has now been replaced with a golden plaque that reads "Baron Lipton's Residence".

Of course, the gold color was definitely not applied with gold coins. Sauron couldn't bear to waste money like that.

In many widely circulated legends and epics on the Knight Continent, castles seem to have become the standard residence of hereditary nobles.

It seems that every hereditary noble family residence has a magnificent castle as its residence.

It also seems that only in this way can one be worthy of the noble status of a hereditary aristocrat!

But in fact, for most ordinary hereditary nobles who are relatively not that wealthy, such as Baron Soren Lipton.

This magnificent castle remains a noble and unattainable dream.

Because the establishment of each family castle requires a large amount of construction funds.

It would even take several generations of efforts for a hereditary aristocracy to barely establish it.

Therefore, for most ordinary hereditary nobles, the place where they live is still a mansion surrounded by a vast courtyard.

It’s not that you can’t afford to live in a castle, but that a mansion is more cost-effective!

And wanting to live in a castle is almost a luxury!