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s1:... There are actually naughty kids who urge me to make an update, but it's still 12,000... Well, it's better to invest 6,000...

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"I don't have a memory." The white jade-like palm turned into a fierce hand knife and looked at the girl heavily, "This is the 33rd time you tried to escape after entering the Camelo King City - you don't seem like someone who will waste your energy."

"How can an old lady without love know how to control her passionate heart! I will definitely overcome all difficulties and obstacles to meet her brother!" Yakumo Zi covered her head and said in a muffled voice, "I've been here, don't you want to let me go?"

"Who said that bringing you here is to let you go?" Yiyuan Yuko smiled and said, "I want to use you as a threat to ask your brother to bring that woman's head over, otherwise I will tear the vote!"

"...Please, it's better to write a letter quickly. Ah, how wonderful this city is, because it's filled with the breath of brother!" Yasuo Yusu opened his arms and then grimaced at Yuko Ichihara, "By the way, are you really in a hurry to die?"

After spending so many days together, Yuko Ichihara had already selected the filtering of Yakumo's sharp teeth and mouth. She snorted softly: "Before this, you should have a good sleep."

Yakumo Zi felt that it was not good, but the power of the eighth-level witch was not something she could compete with. Yihara Yuko reached out to touch her head and gently stroked it. The little fox collapsed softly in her arms. Looking at Yakumo Zi's sleepy eyes that were sleeping deeply, the dimension witch sighed softly, and the door of space slowly opened in front of her.

"Yihara Yuko, long time no see." In a secret room somewhere in Brittany, Medea, wearing a purple robe, opened her hands to Yihara Yuko, "I didn't expect to work with you here."

"It's also my honor." Yihara Yuko's eyes shone with an unfair joy.

"This is the underground king, the leader of the dwarf, Beowulf." Medea introduced the existence of the dwarf to the dimensional witch, "His Majesty Beowulf. This is the dimensional witch Yihara Yuko."

The two nodded to each other. The dwarf and the witch had no intersection. They formed a cooperation completely because of interests. There was no need to ruin the article. Then, Beowulf and Medea saw clearly the appearance of the fox girl that Yihara Yuko was carrying. Beowulf was slightly stunned, but Medea's face changed, and a serious surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this little fox? How come it smells like a feather-clad fox?" Beowuloo looked at Yasuo Zi behind Yuko Ihara. "Didn't the last fantasy fox bloodline die under Burkeso's knife?"

The Dwarf King just asked casually, but the two witches' faces froze at the same time, as if they had thought of something bad. After a moment, Yuko Yihara, who had returned to normal, said lightly: "It's just a little fox girl who is better-by the way, she is Caesar's sister."

"Caesar? Humph, the person who has heard Medea mention the most in the past few days is this little barbarian from the north. He is known as the king of barbarians who is closest to the blood of the inner flange in the 300,000 years after the disillusionment of the ancient human race?" Beowulf said in a deep voice, "If I hadn't wanted to alarm the snake, I would have wanted to meet him long ago. He could actually take the Hammer of Thunder. It seems that he is still capable."

"It's not the king of the barbarians." Yiyuan Yuzi, who has been understatement, showed a look of fear for the first time. "At most year, the northern beast tribe who is still like a pile of sand will achieve comprehensive unification in his hands. At that time, from the infinite area north of the Griffon Mountains to the ocean of shadows, all wealth, resources, power, and population in it will be used by him. There is no limit to potential, powerful personal force, and unparalleled prestige... The King of the Underworld. Don't you think he looks like a person?"

"Who?" Beowulf's face seemed to remember something, and his face became ugly in an instant.

"The King of Immortality." Medea, who had not spoken, seemed to have broken out of his teeth.

The small secret room fell into an indescribable silence, and some people fell for nearly ten thousand years. His name was still like a mountain in the hearts of some people, so that ten thousand years later, they still trembled.

"He did better than Bulkeso. At least the first god of war has not received the full support of the beast clan, and never." Yuko Yihara whispered, "If it weren't for... the thing that woman did was too big, I wouldn't have used the method of kidnapping the Thunder King's sister. After all, it's not a wise choice to cause a strong rebound in the holy land at this stage... Forget it, sooner or later, it will be the enemy, let's not talk about this for now - my preliminary work has been prepared, let's discuss the next action."

The dimensional witch glanced at Beowulf and Medea with murderous intent, and shook his head: "Beowulf was just a furry child back then. Medea, did you forget? We were afraid of Burkeso's potential at the time and tried to change to the leader of the barbarian. What happened? All conspiracies and plots became stepping stones for him to become more and more courageous. Do you still want to follow the old path back then?"

A trace of indescribable shock appeared in the eyes of the betrayed witch, and then she smiled bitterly: "...I was my delusion. Not only did we almost make a big mistake back then, but we also created a first-generation saint who was hostile to the night of the Witch. If Burkeso had not left his Majesty with a thousand years of secret wounds, we would not have..."

"Enough." Beowulf was standing sideways, and it was not a good idea to mention the secret of the Witch Night. Yuko Ichihara frowned, then shook her head and sighed, "This may be what that woman said, there are causes and effects, and the strings of fate are linked together. If we hadn't had evil thoughts first back then, we might not have fallen to where we are today..."

"Hmph, I am too lazy to care about your affairs. Medea, the March agreement has passed. If you want to ask me to do anything, just say it as soon as possible. The ugly words are ahead. If you can't get the reward you promised, don't blame me for turning against you." Beowulf smiled coldly, "Of course, you can try to kill me."

The dwarf king pushed the door out, but neither of the two witches cared about what he had just left. Even with a long lifespan, some things were destined to be forgotten. The long-clogged memories were quietly remembered in the conversation just now, remembering the bloody battle year full of iron and fire, burning faith and sacrifice. They quietly looked at Yakumo Zi's sleeping beautiful face, leaving a sigh with endless melancholy: "It's really like..."

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Just as the witch and the dwarf agreed everything, the Caesar family had already changed into New Year's costumes, and Hannibal and Svia came together. The beautiful girls were wearing peerless clothes, showing the world the beauty that could not be desecrated...

The New Year is a big day that must be paid attention to for every profession from the holy land. Even You made an exception and changed into the traditional dress of the Necromancer - black represents the tranquility of death, the embroidered Manjushahua expresses the Necromancer's awe of life, the sickle pendant on the chest represents the silence but deadly power of the Necromancer, the hourglass on the right waist shows that time is the best ally of the Necromancer, and the magic book on the left waist shows that knowledge is the truth that power...

c.c changed into a set of clothes that Caesar had never seen before. According to the witch, this was the clothing she wore as the right prime minister of the Kingdom when she was in Brittany. Even Sakiya took off the maid outfit that had lasted for thousands of years and put on the guardian of time given to her by Nozdom. The unique and mysterious beauty of time was perfectly displayed through this dress. The tightly woven silver-white clothes flowed like dragon scales, like a series of rotating sand of time...

It is obvious that this made the perverted maid Xiaokun, who followed Sivia, very badly - she has been unhappy with the companion of "Sixteen Night Sakiya, who "repeatedly snatched her sense of presence with her character". Although the carefully prepared English war goddess dress today is a rare product in the world, compared with the works of Dragon of Time...

As for Sivia... for some reason, she, who usually has a smart and capable knight style, changed into a gorgeous princess suit today. The effect is quite brilliant, fully highlighting the beauty and nobility that Sivia usually hides under the awe-inspiring edge. Moreover, the pair of plump breasts were also well displayed, the breasts covered by lace and crystal diamonds, the gorgeous white fur shawl, and the gorgeous blonde hair that was combed meticulously...

"...Master, why did Mr. Guizun change his sex recently? He actually ignored your chest?" Xun glanced at Caesar, and immediately whispered to Sivia with an expression of "The end of the world is coming."

Sivia shook her head slightly: "...I always feel that he has something to worry about."

"Is that so? Why can't I see it?" Xun muttered, and Caesar had already come to greet him. Although the five girls present were all stunningly beautiful in the world, and the colorful dresses highlighted their beauty even more amazing, they were all dejectedly admitting it compared to the two men in front of them. At least at this moment, there were only two protagonists here.

The King of the Crown Heavenly King of the God of War Temple, the Unparalleled Monarch, and all the barbarians and orcs in the Northland.

The Pope Hall of Holy Light is ruled, the Golden Shepherd, the spiritual father of the future billions of believers.

Two of the seven most powerful people on the continent, their names are bound to be closely linked to the future of mankind, and the future pope and god of war who are destined to become saints, stood under the same sky as them on such days. For a moment, everyone had a feeling of witnessing the legend.

What an honor this is - even the most indifferent You and C.c have a moment of indescribable excitement. Even if you are determined and sure that you can face everything with Caesar, when you see such a scene, when Caesar in the robe of fighting and Hannibal in the robe of glory, your most plain heart will be turbulent.

"For the blessing of this dress, your presence among women has finally increased a lot." Caesar smiled slightly.

"It's going to be the New Year, can you stop me from saying a few words?" Hannibal rolled his eyes, "Okay, ladies, it's time for self-introduction to be completed. King Arthur's royal city tour is about to begin. I'm going to accompany the Archbishop, and Caesar is going to visit one or two. You guys can set out to the palace first, and we will take action separately."

This was recognized by the girls. After all, the three girls in the Caesar group were all the masters of the family, and Sviya and Kaoru didn't care. So after saying goodbye, the girls boarded the carriage that went straight to the palace. Caesar, who smiled and waved his hands, suddenly sank his face when the carriage disappeared from the corner of the street.

"What's wrong?" Hannibal also curled his smile.

"Zi is here, I can feel that she is in this city now." Caesar took a light breath.

"Don't be impulsive. The opponent is a witch. Since you dare to deliver it to the door with a swagger, you will have to rely on it that you will not be discovered by you. You must be calm." Hannibal pressed Caesar's shoulder, "I won't say anything else. You should have your own sense of your own."

"I understand." Caesar slowly showed a hideous smile, "I miss the smell of blood."

"No problem, then we will give the witch a lesson that will never be forgotten." Hannibal patted Caesar, "Now, enjoy the joy of the New Year. By the way, can you actually feel something with your sister?"

"Yes, although I don't know why, I can't sense her position exactly, but I know she's living a good life now, but I may be destined to owe her a New Year." Caesar touched his heart and showed a warm smile. "I seem to have maintained a mysterious connection with Zi since I was a child. When I was a child, she always cried and couldn't speak, and I always know what she wanted. Over time, she became very sticky. When she grew up, this connection was gradually strengthening..."

"Stop posting it... It's useless to say it to me... It's said to Altaïr. It makes him envious and crazy..." Hannibal shook his head, "Let's go, have you always wanted to see King Arthur's reputation among the people? The King of Parades is one of the rare ceremonies in the New Year. I wonder how many people arrived at the capital just to see King Arthur's style."

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Brittany is rich in knights, dramas and sisters, and of course, some strange species called "Gentleman".

The royal mages threw white flowers down from the sky. King Arthur led the unparalleled Knights of the Round Table from the Land Martial Arts Field in Longjian District, passing through the Royal Society of Magic, the University of the Carmelo War, the National Museum of Brittany, the Library of Brittany, the Hegette Cemetery, the Towel War Fortress, the Cathedral of St. Trafalgar, the Cathedral of the Silver Han Palace, the Greenwich Astrology Platform, and then arrived at Trafalgar Square for the

The king gave a speech. After finishing, he rang east along Benin Street from the square, rang the Big Ben, crossed the Twin Towers Bridge, passed through the National Gallery, and returned to the palace after a brief stop at the Rose Cross Academy - this is the flow of the itinerary to parade the capital. The high altitude is the seat of the strong. Hannibal mobilized two sacred griffins from the guards of St. Tracia Cathedral, and one with Caesar. The two flew to the sky and overlooked the scenic spot of the capital.

"It's still too troublesome..." Hannibal looked at the two mages floating in the air in the distance. The two casters had long noticed the elemental fluctuations that reflected the bodies of Caesar and Hannibal, and had long been scared to avoid them. Hannibal smiled and said, "I really envy the casters, you can fly early."

Caesar curled his lips without hesitation - in fact, Hannibal can condense his wings with the holy light energy, and he himself can summon the wings of Tagoo hidden in his body through the power of the demon dragon, but this seems too cool - Well, cool is not a problem, but the problem is that Hannibal's wings fly, and he Caesar has two black dragon wings, which is very easy to cause misunderstandings...

For example, a New Year showdown between angels and demons happened over Camelo...

It doesn't matter if it's on the headlines of the newspaper, but if it's considered a villain, it's unacceptable.

Hannibal squinted his eyes and looked at the winding crowd like a long dragon. The fanatical people gathered around the Knights of the Round Table, following King Arthur like stars arched the moon. The Consul of Light said, "Do you know? Bishop Russell told me not long ago that the Cardinals valued Artoria more than me."

"Oh? And there's something like this?" Caesar turned his head with interest, "Then why did you choose again?"

"Because I'm more suitable than her - so what the Bishop said." Hannibal touched his chin, "... Look at the power of this tsunami, the fanatical followers, oh, look, there are people who fainted. I guess Caesar's popularity in the North is nothing more than that."

"You are wrong." Caesar was observing the crowd carefully from the beginning, but at this moment, he sneered loudly, "On the contrary... my subjects are brave and loyal warriors, how could this group of maggots compare to!

Caesar raised his hand and glanced at the fanatical crowd with a contemptuous look. With the sight of the Saint Seiya, the fanatical gaze and the craze of worship came one after another, cheers and cheers were in a mess, while Caesar, who stood in the wind, smiled disdainfully: "Hannibal, according to my agreement with you, you are going to the Northland Eagle Nest to coach for a while. When you get there, you can see how my subjects are different from these sick men..."

"In your eyes, they are all loyal subjects who have longing for and crazy worship of King Arthur. That is because you have never been king, because in my eyes, they are loyal to the girl named Artoria, nor are they kings named Arthur." Caesar said slowly, "The object of their ardent expectations and prayers is a fabricated idol, a..."

"—The so-called god who can do everything."

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Chapter completed!