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37. The rift disappears, the great unity of the dark blade (1)(2/2)

Grokush, who was still a little pale, stood up and said:

"I shouldn't be brave. If Magni had been asked to fight for me, then Orgrim would not have had the chance to escape back to the battleship. I was only thinking about ending the entanglement between me and him, but I ignored him.

It was a terrible state at the time.”

"Our turnovers are more of a problem."

Blood mage Severn and Autumn looked at each other and stood up on their own initiative. Severn said with some regret:

"Before the three draenei ships jumped out of space, we should have discovered the space distortion. With the defensive firepower of the Black Temple, if we had prepared in advance, the transfer of the three ships would definitely not have been so smooth. But at that time, I and I

Autumn was controlled by Sarain's instinct. We just wanted to draw blood on the battlefield, but..."

"Is everything finished?"

Seeing that all the death lords began to reflect on their mistakes, Tyrion's eyes showed a trace of satisfaction, but the next moment, he stopped the lords from reflecting with a cold voice. He said:

"So...let me sum it up."

Seeing that His Majesty was about to speak, all the lords sat back in their chairs. But at this moment, Tyrion suddenly made a move that shocked everyone. He took off the hat on his head.

The ice blue iron ring crown was thrown on the table. The collision of steel and wood made a low sound.

"Clang"

This made all the lords couldn't help but cast their eyes on Tyrion. The latter looked at the beating crown on the table and said in a faint voice:

"When I executed Khadgar, he said something to me that I still remember..."

"He said that in fact, I, Tyrion Dawnblade, am the biggest traitor in the Dark Blade Legion system that I established... In the past few days, I have thought about it again and again, and I think what he said makes sense."

"His Majesty!"

The most loyal lords Yrel and Rogelio spoke at the same time, but were interrupted by Tyrion's waving fingers. Under the gaze of other lords, the Dark Blade King stood up and put his hands on the table.

He looked at the others:

"If you do something wrong, there will be punishment. Therefore, the first punishment in today's meeting is what I gave to myself. I betrayed the organization I created, and I betrayed the oath we made together at that time. Therefore,

I decided to depose myself...Yes, from today on, there will be no king in the Black Blade Legion Award."

"From today on, I will no longer be...the King of Dark Blades. That name will become a thing of the past."

After speaking, Tyrion showed a relieved smile on his face. He looked at the other death lords and said:

"Don't call me your Majesty again. I don't like that word. Maybe I never liked it from the beginning..."

"Now, call me Tyrion."

At this moment, the whole place was dead silent.
Chapter completed!
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