Romne led two sanctuary and thirty knights to Baron Asson to destroy the baron there. It is said that the baron was nominally the distant nephew of Marquis Little Blatter, but in fact he was the illegitimate son of the Marquis.

Richard frowned and asked, "What is Rom doing? Does he not know how to do it?"

Before everyone left, Richard's order was that if anyone blocked him, he would be regarded as an enemy of Archmond and could start a war immediately. He sent out small and powerful teams to deal with ordinary noble private troops, and could completely rush straight to the central army and kill the commander.

Before Romne, two teams were intercepted by other nobles, but they did not change their original path and collided straight towards the other's intercepting army. Just as the two nobles were about to collide, the two nobles finally did not dare to start a war with Archmond and chose to give in.

Romne's strength is barely considered a celestial holy realm. Recently, he has obtained two dragon-toothed short swords. His strength is slightly stronger than other teams. Why was he stopped?

Richard was already a little dissatisfied.

The Knight said: "The other party has a very tough attitude and is not afraid to fight with us. This Marquis of Sisby is the cousin of the Iron Blood Duke and one of the powerful nobles in the Holy Alliance. In addition, he is very dissatisfied with your wanted scholar mage. It is said that one of his favorite sons joined the scholar mage."

Then another knight came in and said, "Your Highness, Lord Romne sent a message that the Marquis of Sisby had surrounded them. He was ready to fight."

Richard nodded and asked a black-robed wizard behind him, "Where is Sisby's son now?"

The black-robed wizard has contact with many gray organizations. When she heard Richard’s problems, she looked embarrassed: “The whereabouts of this highness, the scholar-wizard, are all secret. He may be right in front of us, just changing his identity.”

Richard stood up and said, "Then let's go, I think the Marquis of Sisby should know the whereabouts of his son."

Richard walked out of the military tent, summoned his followers and a group of strong men, and then created a huge portal in the air and walked in first.

Richard's followers also followed one by one, but later the strong men who followed Richard took a breath.

This is a large portal that can teleport multiple people remotely? However, there is neither the preparation process for building a magic array nor the sign of using magic weapons. It simply creates a portal, which looks simpler than the random teleport of a mage. This has subverted the common sense of magic.

The strong men who were shocked in their hearts also walked into the portal one by one. When they walked out of the portal, they were shocked to find that they were already in the air hundreds of kilometers away. On the ground below, tens of thousands of troops surrounded dozens of people in the middle, and the situation was about to break out.

In the Central Military Office, Marquis Sisby was originally full of energy, surrounded by several powerful people in the Holy Land, but at this moment he looked as if he was ashes. He stared blankly at the huge portal in the air, watching one strong man walk out of the portal.

How could such a large portal appear here? Marquis Sisby can't figure it out anyway. Even a legendary wizard specializing in space can only teleport itself. If you want to teleport multiple people from a distance, you either prepare a super-large magic array on both ends in advance, or you can hold a magic weapon in your hand.

It is said that only one of these magical artifacts in the entire Nolander is owned by the Thousand Years Empire, and it has not been used several times.

Marquis Sisby suddenly felt cold all over his body. If this was the portal created by Richard, how strong has Richard reached? Could he be a super strong person?

Richard looked down at Sisby's army in the air. Tens of thousands of troops were filtered out in his eyes, leaving only a total of 7 powerful men in the holy realm, and even 30 consolidated knights were ignored.

After being swept by Richard's eyes, the seven powerful men in the Holy Land suddenly looked like earth, and they shrank into their own battle formations one by one. Just looking at their appearance, you know that the battle was together. It would be thankful that they would not escape immediately. It would be impossible to count on them to fight.

The Marquis of Sisby raised his voice and barely shouted: "Richa! You have violated the ancient traditions and rules when you kill the lord. You are fighting against all the nobles! No matter how powerful you are, it is a dead end!"

Richard looked at the Marquis and asked calmly: "Are you finished?"

Sisby's face suddenly turned pale. The calmer Richard's attitude was, the greater his determination. No matter what traditions and rules could no longer stop Richard's determination to take revenge. At this moment, whoever stops Richard will be ruthlessly crushed by Archmond's terrifying war machine!

The Marquis subconsciously turned around and wanted to find the gray-robed mage, the gray-robed mage who had given him countless help and guidance in the past few months. He was also a good friend of the Marquis' son, wise and profound. With his assistance, the Marquis' territory flourished and calmly annexed two nearby jazz collars. This interception was also the proposal of the Gray-robed mage.

But when the Marquis turned around, he found that there was no gray-robed mage behind him! His whole body was cold in an instant, and then he remembered that the mysterious gray-robed mage had said goodbye to him and left last night.

The Marquis turned around and looked at Richard in despair. He saw that Richard's eyes were full of calm, without any emotional fluctuations. Moreover, Richard's eyes were not on him, but in the void in the distance. His eyes penetrated the vast space, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Sisby suddenly understood that even if there were a thousand and ten thousand reasons that Richard would not take action, as long as there was one reason, Richard would order the war to begin without hesitation. That reason was His Highness Su Helen.

"His Highness Richard, wait a moment! Don't do it! I'll withdraw my troops now, withdraw my troops now!" The Marquis's voice seemed panicked.

Richard finally had an expression in his eyes, he glanced at Sisby and said, "Want to withdraw his troops? Yes. Just hand over your son and then you will be able to commit suicide."

The Marquis said: "But I don't know where he is. He left the family a few years ago and went out to practice and take risks!"

"Well, then you're useless."

Sisby shouted in despair: "Richa, you can't kill me! I am the cousin of the Iron Blood Duke. If you kill me, the Iron Blood Duke will never let you go!"

A trace of sarca flashed in his eyes and said, "Your Highness Orleans will not turn against me for a fool like you."

As he said that, Richard raised his hand and pointed at Sisby. A jumping blue light lit up on his fingertips, and then a blue fire shot out of the light and shot on Sisby. The blue fire instantly rose, burning the Marquis and his mount into a small white ashes in a few seconds.

"Romne, continue your mission." After giving the order, Richard opened the huge portal again and took the strong men away.

On the battlefield below, tens of thousands of private troops of Sisby were fleeing in scattered areas, but Richard had no interest in chasing them.

Not long after, the news of Sisby's death spread throughout the entire Holy Alliance, and later on throughout Norland.

For a moment, the originally passionate nobles suddenly fell silent, and no one stood up to blame anything again. Sisby's embers made them understand how great Richard was to this time. If he wanted to block Archmond at this time, it would be an endless war.

The great lords did not always act according to their interests, and they also had their own principles and pride. But it was not glory, but stupidity to jump out for some ancient unspoken rules and fight against Archmond, who was obviously crazy.

Besides, this can be said to be a blood relative revenge in another sense, but it is a bit more powerful. Some great lords also convince themselves in this way, while also waiting for new opportunities.

On the sixth floor floating island of the Holy Alliance, the Iron Blood Duke sat in the study with a pale face. In front of him was a pressing report, inside of which was the news of the death of Marquis Sisby.

There were several people standing in the study, some of which were outstanding children of the younger generation of the family, and some were family elders. Bai Ye and Agamemnon were also listed.

The Iron Blood Duke gently tapped the table and said for a moment: "Sisby is my cousin, but he has always been close to me. Now that this is the case, what do you think?"

A young man of similar age to Agamemnon took a step forward and said coldly: "Father, Richard is a contempt and insult to our Iron Blood clan! His words have spread throughout the upper class now. The honor of our family has been significantly damaged. If measures are not taken against him, we will probably become a laughing stock in the upper class in the next few decades! So I suggest that Richard apologizes and compensates immediately, otherwise, he will start a war against Archmond!"

At this time, Agamemnon said coldly beside him: "I can't win."

The young man's face immediately flushed: "Look at the location under our feet! We are the Fudao rich family second only to the royal family, above all other Fudao rich families. What's the matter with Richard? Yes, he has many strong men under his command now, but in terms of legendary strong men, our Iron Blood Family is not much smaller than him. What's more, the people under him are just guys who are jealous of money, and how loyal can they be to Archmond? As long as our army is approaching, they will naturally be in chaos."

Agamemnon said a useless thing in a rare way: "Nonsense."

The young man almost spit out his eyes, staring at Agamemnon, gritting his teeth and saying, "Agamemnon, what do you mean? My father just made you the heir, but before he handed over the position of the head of the family to you, you are starting to show off your power? I know that you have a good relationship with Richard, but it is not so good that you need to take the honor of the entire Iron Blood Family as your ass licking his ass/tights, right?"

Agamemnon still had no expression on his face, but his hand moved towards the hilt of his sword at his waist. For him, this was already a sign of extreme anger.

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