Huh? Are they all real?.

Because Tyrell shot him straight through the heart with an arrow.

Looking at the old lion lying dead on the toilet, Tilly tried to force a laugh.

After a moment, he shook his head in resignation.

-

The news of the old lion's death did not spread because the time of year was too critical.

So the Lion family kept it a secret from them when they discovered it.

They simply notified the first heir, who was still at the front lines, to return first.

When the young lion, in the prime of his life, saw his father dead on the toilet.

After a moment of stunned silence, he lowered his head and bit his lip hard.

Silently, she stepped forward, took off her cloak, and draped it over her father's cold yet comical corpse.

This caused everyone present to kneel down on one knee to express their condolences and loyalty to the new master.

Finally, the new lion knelt before its father and laughed silently.

The Anlas Fortress had been successfully captured by the Lion Family's private army, which not only prompted the other five families to respond, but also prompted the allied forces of the northern kingdoms to immediately march south and attack the fortress upon receiving the news.

With the supply lines completely cut off by Anras.

Even if the Grasse Fortress is the most impregnable fortress in the city, it cannot withstand the attack!

what does this mean?

This means a new era is about to begin.

And he will be the one who initiates all of this, as the master of the Lion House!

Fantastic!

"We are investigating who is so audacious."

Find the killer? No, that won't do.

I really have to thank him!

"No, do nothing."

"grown ups?"

"We can't let anyone discover anything amiss. Even if there's any whisper of trouble, we must have the Shadow Assassin impersonating my father come to let our allies and soldiers know that nothing has changed!"

"I understand, my lord."

In this situation, it is indeed not advisable to publicize the matter.

They also agreed with the new head of the household's approach.

-

Meanwhile, in Qazadoom, the main city in the southern region.

Accompanied by nobles from the southern border, Er looked uneasily at the many envoys before him.

They all came from the northern kingdoms and the other six dukes.

In the past, anyone like that was someone she, a nobody, would have had no chance to get close to.

But now, they are all kneeling respectfully before him, hoping that he will agree to form an alliance.

The pinnacle of power did not bring El any pleasure; she only felt uneasy.

Because it's all fake.

She could only trust the Queen's promise and proceed according to her arrangements.

She remembered the Queen saying that when she returned to the Southern Territory, the only thing she would do was to prevent the Southern Territory soldiers from marching north.

She'll handle the rest.

Can this really solve the problem?

Chapter 73 A Series of Bad News

El doesn't understand military and political matters, but the southern nobles around her do.

They were all men who fought alongside the Duke of Westeros in his campaigns.

According to their description, the current empire is merely making a final push forward based on past inertia.

The Empress was powerless to reverse the situation.

Once the Grasse Fortress falls completely, the allied forces of the northern kingdoms and the private armies of the six dukes will quickly sweep across the entire northern part of the empire.

They then marched straight towards the capital.

Because the northern part of the empire was basically the fiefdom of the six dukes, they should have been the bulwark of the empire.

Now that they have all betrayed us, it can be said that the northern part of the empire has essentially fallen.

No matter how fortified Grasse was, as an isolated city, it could not withstand the attacks of the Northern Alliance indefinitely.

In this situation, Er truly couldn't imagine how the Empress would turn the tide.

But she could only trust the Queen, otherwise she would most likely be in danger.

Therefore, she rejected all the promises and requests made by the messengers.

-

Today marks the eleventh day since the sudden outbreak of this unrest.

Grasse was indeed an impregnable fortress of the empire.

Even knowing they were an isolated city, they held out for ten days without showing any signs of weakness despite being attacked from both sides.

However, the bigwigs in the coalition were very confident about this.

At dawn on the eleventh day, the defenders of Grasse did not see the enemy troops that were supposed to appear.

For the first ten days, the enemy had been relentlessly attacking their city, relying on their numerical advantage.

But they haven't seen any enemy attacks since last night. Even the rear is the same.

This allowed them to get a good night's sleep, something they hadn't done in a long time.

But if the other party doesn't make any move, it will only make them uneasy.

If the enemy hasn't retreated, then their inaction can only mean they're plotting something.

The unknown is what worries us the most.

Finally, amidst their unease and anticipation, in the morning mist, they saw a white horse carrying a person approaching.

"Do not attack."

The officers' shouts echoed in the ears of every soldier.

The other side consisted of only one person, and they were carrying a white flag.

But this clearly doesn't mean the other side is surrendering; they have the upper hand. This is the other side's negotiator.

The other party's voice also proves this point:

"I am here on behalf of the Allied Forces to negotiate, and I wish to meet your governor."

His request was granted.

In the governor's study, the governor and the generals met with the envoy.

The other party got straight to the point:

"I hope you will surrender. The situation is clear. My lords, you cannot win."

After a brief silence, the governor said:

"If that's all you're after, then please leave."

"If you really don't intend to surrender, why did you let me in?"

The other party's response plunged the governor into silence once again.

Seeing this, the envoy also laughed as if pursuing the matter:

"Actually, you also know that the fall of this city was inevitable, because you are isolated and helpless. Your stubborn resistance is not for your empress."

"You just want to prove to us that this city can hold out for a long time, so stop fighting and let's negotiate!"

"Am I right, sir?"

The governor and generals remained silent.

He's right.

They learned of this after they discovered the fall of Anras Fortress, which served as their supply line, and the defection of all six princes.

Unless the Empress can quickly muster an army to defeat the Six Dukes, who have already received countless aids.

Their perseverance these past few days, besides hoping to see if they could witness a miracle, was largely due to what the messenger had said.

They just wanted to prove to the other side that the city could hold out for a long time, so let's negotiate and offer a good price.

Seeing their silence, the envoy smiled with even greater satisfaction:

"Your Excellency, please state your request. As long as it's not too outrageous, I can agree to it."

The governor finally sighed and said:

"I need you to guarantee the safety of the soldiers and civilians in the city. I swear in the name of the gods and kings."

"Not you, but all the leaders of your coalition!"

"Of course, we're here to acquire land, people, and wealth. Only a fool would do something that would harm our own interests."

The governor's side became increasingly dejected.

"My soldiers are unwilling to turn against their former comrades, so do not force them to join your ranks."

The envoy laughed even harder:

“We dare not let the enemy follow us. We will place them outside the city, just like in Anlas, with soldiers and officers divided into two camps, one in the north and one in the south, to guard them.”

"Three meals a day, though they won't be great, will definitely not be lacking. After all, this war won't keep us fighting for years."

"Moreover, after the war, these hundreds of thousands of soldiers are valuable human resources that cannot be wasted."

Some officers covered their faces and left.

At this rate of fighting, the soldiers deserve to die!

The governor lowered his head even further:

"Also, give us a new identity and a sufficiently comfortable life."

"Of course, without your understanding, sirs, this city would have indeed cost us a lot of energy."

"Now it's simply a matter of giving you all the cash back of the military funds you saved."

This made the governor smile wryly:

"Who are you? You don't seem like an envoy at all."

“I am the father of the Grand Duke of Loman, and one of the key figures among those guys outside.”

Father of the Duchy of Loman?

Iron Fist Hello?

"Weren't you already dead? Dead at..."

"Died twenty-three years ago, at the hands of Lord Westeros?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little badly injured."

The crowd fell silent again; they had always believed that Iron Fist Haro was dead.

After all, even the Crown Prince of the Leuman Empire, whom he was responsible for protecting, had died.

This was undoubtedly a tremendous disgrace to the guardian knight.