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Volume 5, the final battle, the road to becoming a god. The finale, the Griffin Queen on the Iron Throne.

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    The long river of time flows forward and never goes back. The years change like wind and shadow. In the blink of an eye, ten years have flowed through the fingers.  The memories that were deeply ingrained in everyone's mind like a brand have been diluted into gray shadows by time. Except for the heroic epic played by the bard that can still arouse the excitement of the tavern patrons, few people have mentioned the sky above the Pass of Death.  The one that happened was related to the final battle of life and death for the entire world.

    Another voice came up instead, the voice from the twelve-member Council of the Holy War Fortress of Tallon, and even more from the Lion who sat on the Iron Throne in the glorious capital of Philmeyer and held the strongest military power in the continent.  The Eagle Queen - the voice of His Majesty Fleisher Stone Fidel I.

    No country, organization or individual can ignore the voice of Her Majesty Queen Fleisher I, even those who have entered the realm of legend.  Her Majesty the Queen controls an order of gryphon knights capable of sweeping across all the countries in the mainland. There are thousands of elite knights with the title of Grand Knight or above.  Thousands of priests from the Temple of Glory, the Temple of Earth, and the Temple of Storms sang hymns for him. The three major popes publicly declared their support for Fleisher I. The two major religious knights, the Sword of Sin and the Hammer of Judgment, were also stationed in the Holy War Fortress.  Behind the high walls of Talon, there are more than a dozen kingdoms, principalities and free cities that still refuse to join the Griffin Alliance, or agree with the leadership of the Griffin Alliance.

    Under the strong oppression of the Griffin Alliance, the originally scattered opposition forces colluded with each other and formed several small alliances that supported each other.  However, such small alliances are not stable. Conflicts often break out due to conflicts of interests and fall apart.  And behind these conflicts of interest, there is always an organization called Sleepless Eye operating secretly.

    In ten years, the Griffin Alliance has annexed two kingdoms and five principalities, and eleven free cities have submitted documents expressing their surrender, thus becoming a strong part of the Griffin Alliance.  However, there are not all harmonious voices within the Griffin Alliance. Due to the contradiction between the distribution of interests and national status, the Kingdom of Sigis and the Kingdom of Deldes have recently had some border frictions with each other.  Several caravans in the former were looted, and the clues of the murderers pointed directly to the Kingdom of Deldes; while the two border posts of the latter were massacred overnight, and the few traces left at the scene also indicated that they were armed forces of the Kingdom of Sigis  What the knight did.

    The friction between the two kingdoms intensified, and the final decision-making power was of course left in the hands of the Griffin Queen, Fleisher I.  However, Her Majesty the Queen has not been interested in this kind of thing recently, and she does not care about the situation and changes in the mainland. Her mind has been completely focused on the tenth anniversary celebration of the Holy War that will be held in a week.

    For all the countries and territories in the mainland, the Holy War Memorial Celebration is a very important day. On this day, all diplomatic and military disputes must stop.  All leaders must sit together to commemorate the 20,000 soldiers who died because of the Holy War, as well as the publicly recognized lover of Her Majesty Queen Fleisher I - the guardian of the entire Kingdom of Arthur, the head of the important ministers, Prince Griffin  His Excellency Levi Stone.

    "I'll leave this matter to you, Chief Bamiliang." Queen Fleisher pushed away the pile of parchment scrolls on the table with some boredom.  He gently tapped the sharp and cold armrest of the Iron Throne with his hand, "Don't disturb my mood with similar things before the celebration."

    "I obey your wishes, Your Majesty the Queen." Bamili Yang, the palace steward, was dressed in a gorgeous silk robe and looked more and more prosperous, with no wrinkles on his face as smooth as a boiled egg.  It was as if the years had not left any trace on his body.  "The Regent of the Kingdom of Deldes, Grand Duke Zandora Fabion, proposes to have a face-to-face confrontation with His Majesty King Helen Caraltini III of the Kingdom of Sigis at the celebration. I hope you can make a decision for them by then.  A fair verdict.¡±

    "A fair verdict?" The words coming out of Queen Fleisher's mouth were full of sarcasm. "A verdict of which of the two dogs barked first? Or who took the first bite? Like.  Does Grand Duke Dora think that I would do something extraneous on such an important day?"

    "Ah, Her Majesty the Queen, in fact, this matter is not completely unrelated." Director Bamilyang smiled and bowed.  He persuaded in a soft tone, "The tenth anniversary celebration ceremony originally took the sincere unity of the continental countries and leaders as the theme. If at this time, Grand Duke Zandora Fabion and Helen Caraldini III can shake hands and say goodbye,  It is undoubtedly a very gratifying thing.¡±

    "Is that so? I understand, I think Levi will also be happy to see this scene" Queen Fleisher sighed deeply, and then waved her hands tiredly, "That's it. Bamili  Manager Yang, I give you permission to use all the power of the Sleepless Eye to make sure there are no accidents in this celebration."

    ¡°?Your orders will be carried out to the letter. Your Majesty, please allow me to retire now.  "Butler Bamilyang bowed respectfully again, and then exited the room with light steps, leaving silence to Queen Fleisher, who had a look of memory on her face.

    The weather was very sunny on the day of the celebration of the tenth anniversary of the Holy War. The golden sun hung high in the sky, spreading its fiery sunshine to the earth without hesitation.  Under the statues of the sacred war heroes, the flags belonging to the various kingdoms of the mainland have been flying early. Thousands of princes, ministers, nobles and nobles gathered together, wearing all kinds of luxurious clothes, and jewelry shining brightly with the sun.

    When the actual ruler of the Griffin Alliance, Her Majesty Queen Fleisher I of the Kingdom of Arthur, walked slowly over, no matter what thoughts they had in their hearts, all the leaders of the countries and territories on the road stopped talking and stood up.  Come and show appropriate respect.

    The Griffin Queen has always shown herself in public wearing a military uniform with armor and a sword hanging from her waist, but this is the only exception during the commemorative celebrations of the Holy War.  Each time she came wearing a black mourning dress with no decorations, with a withered black moonflower on her chest.

    "Thank you for coming to participate in the commemoration ceremony of the Holy War." Queen Fleisher said in a calm and indifferent tone.  At the same time, he bowed slightly and saluted everyone, "But since everyone has gathered here, maybe it can be used as a witness to deal with an internal matter within the Griffin Alliance, so as not to send it to the Council of Twelve for a tiresome wrangling.  . Grand Duke of Zandora, His Majesty King Caraltini III, do you agree with my opinion?"

    The expressions of Grand Duke Zandora, the Regent of the Kingdom of Deldes, and Carlardini III of the Kingdom of Sigis did not change much. They took two steps forward, then turned their heads and looked at each other with sharp and cold eyes.  The princes, ministers and nobles immediately became quiet.  They exchanged glances with each other.  They have heard about the feud and friction between the two kingdoms for a long time. The conflicts can even be traced back to before the Holy War. At that time, Prince Locke, the prince of the Kingdom of Sigis, died of a severe wound infection, and the man who treated his wound  The doctor who accompanied the army was a close subordinate of Archduke Zandora.

    "The reputation of the Griffin Queen is obvious to all, and the Kingdom of Deldes is willing to accept your decision." Grand Duke Zandora spoke first, with a gentle and polite smile on his face, but not a trace penetrated his eyes.

    "The Kingdom of Sigis has no objection either." Caraltini III replied in a gloomy tone. His Majesty the King, who had experienced the pain of losing his son, was not much older than the Grand Duke of Zandora.  He looked twice as old.

    "Well, please step forward, both of you, and then turn around to face the heads of the countries and territories and tell your disputes in detail." Queen Fleisher ignored the antagonism between the two and spoke directly.  "If the heads of the various countries and territories have no objections, I will make a ruling on your dispute. In the name of the leader of the Griffin Alliance."

    "I completely agree with your ruling, Her Majesty Queen Fleisher." When Caraltini III was still hesitating, Grand Duke Zandora suddenly said with a definite tone, and then walked towards Queen Fleisher, as if  He bent down as if he wanted to kiss the hem of her skirt.  "But that's only if you can survive!"

    The transformed elbow and armpit caused Queen Fleisher to have no time to react even though she had the skills of a great knight. Her right hand subconsciously grabbed her waist, but she grabbed a sword where it should have been.  null.  This mistake is undoubtedly fatal, because at this moment.  Grand Duke Zandora had already rushed forward like a ghost, his ten fingers flashing with ominous black light, grabbing at Queen Fleisher's throat.

    A series of clanging sounds sounded, and several figures were shaking violently, fighting each other with fast and almost invisible movements, followed by several uncontrollable groans, and the figures separated like lightning.

    There were screams of exclamation, and several knights with extraordinary skills drew their swords from their sheaths.  But more people moved back.  Queen Fleisher's neck has been tightly strangled by Archduke Zandora, and her dark fingertips look particularly shocking compared to her fair skin.  Four shadow assassins holding poisoned daggers stood on both sides. Two of them looked seriously injured, while the other two lowered their bodies silently, as if they were ready to attack at any time.

    "Zandora Fabion, do you know what you are doing?" Caraltini III was no less surprised than anyone present. His Majesty the King also had quite good skills. He immediately drew his sword and  Pointing at the back of Grand Duke Zandora.  "Let Her Majesty Queen Fleisher go immediately. The dispute between the Kingdom of Deldes and the Kingdom of Sigis must not be resolved through betrayal and assassination!"

    "No, he is not the Grand Duke of Zandora." Queen Fleisher asked in a calm voice, "Maybe it should beHe said that Duke Zandora has been controlled by something evil!  "

    "As expected of the Griffin Queen, you are not wrong at all." Archduke Zandora said in a strange voice, as if there were several men, women, and children hidden in his throat, and almost every word used a different voice.  , "My name is Garibaldi, and some people also like to call me the nickname - Light-hating. Since ten years ago, the world has become too peaceful, and I can never collect enough souls to fill my stomach."  Ah. I think if the leader of the Griffin Alliance died here, and dozens of kings and grand dukes were buried with him, the boring world would definitely become more lively, right?"

    "No, you can't do anything." A young man's voice sounded from behind Garibaldi. Just after hearing this voice, the expression of the leader of evil immediately changed from ruthless to extremely terrifying, almost subconsciously.  He turned around and blocked Queen Fleischer's body in front of him.

    "You, this is impossible, impossible. You should have been destroyed together with the Realm of God. How is it possible?" Garibaldi's sharp howl sounded almost crazy.  "Your aura has completely disappeared, along with the Godhead of the God of Creation!"

    "It took a lot of time to repair the Godhead and the Divine Realm, and it is not easy to reopen the channel." Appearing behind Garibaldi was a figure shrouded in holy white light, but there was not much sacred and solemn flavor in his tone.  , but with a kind of joy mixed with anxiety.  "Fortunately I'm not late, Fleisher, my love, I'm back."

    "You, don't forget that Fleisher's life is now in my hands!" the light-hating Garibaldi threatened sternly, "It seems that the person favored by this world is me, and I will be eternally free.  Use this life in my hand in exchange!"

    "No need to bother, Garibaldi, just disappear."

    The figure replied calmly, waving his arms slightly at the same time. The crazy roar of the light-hating Garibaldi stopped, and then his whole body stiffened, and the dirty black breath overflowed from his eyes, nose and ears.  Along with bursts of wailing, it dissipated in the air.

    "Freshier, um" the figure touched his nose helplessly, "I should say sorry for making you wait for so long"

    The fiery lips blocked all the next words in the throat. At the ceremony to commemorate the tenth anniversary of the Holy War, a pair of lovers who had been separated for ten years hugged each other again and kissed passionately.  At this moment, no matter what thoughts they had in their hearts, the leaders of the continent's countries and territories, as well as the princes, ministers and nobles from all over the world all clapped their hands and welcomed the return of the Holy War Hero with warm applause.

    The holy light descended on the world like a heavy rain, more figures appeared in the sky, one hero statue after another shone brightly, and the sacred song lingered in the ears. This was the first time in the history of the mainland for hundreds of years.  Second-rate.  (To be continued)

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