When Yalis fell to the ground, more than a dozen nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom were surrounded by more than a hundred nobles of the Delun Empire.

Salian looked at the movement here and rubbed his fists hard.

"George? Let Joe fight that kid? This time, I will use the money from the Royal Private Treasury to bet on you."

Salian looked at George with a blush on his face.

Just as Qiao took action, everyone realized that Yalis was no match for Qiao at all.

Don't say that Joe's behavior is a shameless sneak attack or something... Titan Fist covers Joe's arms, and there is an extremely short process. If Yaris is strong enough, he is enough to respond accurately while Joe wears the Titan Fist and then takes it off his arm.

But Yaris didn't do it.

It can be seen that he is no match for Joe at all.

George's face was gloomy, his eyes twitched, and he looked at Sallyan's fist again and again. Sallyan's bulging fist reminded him of some not-so-great memories of his childhood.

"That fat man's behavior does not conform to the rules of the aristocratic duel challenge... So, on behalf of Yaris, I reject this duel." George said calmly: "Besides, the time is almost done."

George took out a gold shell and sapphire inlaid with sapphires, and the large pocket watch with a flash of light, bounced open the cover with a "ding" sound, pointing to the time on it.

Salian sighed with regret.

Conrad suddenly smiled. He approached George and provoked: "However, a duel won't take much time... Besides, the time of celebration can be moved back a little, which doesn't matter."

"George, why don't we take a gamble? How about the ten first-class battleships?"

Conrad's pupils continued to dilate and contract, and obviously turned into vertical pupils.

His eyes were very cold, filled with a beastly cruelty.

George suddenly saw Conrad's eyes, and he subconsciously took a small step back... Then, he stepped forward a little angrily, and his chest almost hit Conrad's chest: "Conrad, your attitude today surprised me... Ah, do you want to bet on ten first-class battleships? But, don't even give me those ragged things from the Derren Empire."

George lowered his voice: "What? Are you feeling the pressure? Of course you should know that your navy is not my navy's opponent at all...you still have a chance, if..."

Conrad was so angry that his face turned red. He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to imitate Joe, and punch George hard on his fair face. A few days ago, George had threatened him in person, and today, George is not only a threat, but even an insult to him.

Not only insulting Conrad, but also insulting the Navy that Conrad regards as life!

Salian interrupted George: "George...I'm waiting for your army to land."

George's arrogant arrogance suddenly stopped. He closed the cover of his pocket watch hard and stuffed the pocket watch into his pocket.

Conrad looked at Salian with a gloomy face.

Several admirals beside Conrad looked at Salian with a gloomy face.

The several army generals following Salian were red and staring at George with strange excitement... Occasionally, they would give a dry and charming look to their colleagues in the Navy.

The status and strength of the Derren Empire's army and navy are undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

A group of palace nobles lined up in an orderly manner and walked out of the hall beside him, surrounded by Mata XIII.

A senior court official quietly appeared next to Salian and others: "His Highness Mata said that a duel for the New Year celebration is enough to cheer up the fun... Whoever makes trouble will bear the consequences."

The court official glanced at George with a deep look.

George curled his lips and blinked at the several entourage members behind him.

So Salian, Conrad, George, and a group of generals with big eyes staring at the same time, all of them smiled, turned around, and bowed deeply to Mata XIII.

General Merlin, with a few court knights, sneaked into the crowd quietly and took away Yaris who was knocked unconscious by Joe.

A senior diplomat from the Ice Sea Kingdom walked into the crowd and whispered a few words to the young nobles of the Ice Sea Kingdom. These nobles from the Ice Sea Kingdom gritted their teeth, sneered their swords, and walked out of the crowd with their heads raised and their chests raised.

The young nobles around Qiao did not stop each other.

The other party's arrogant expression suddenly reminded the nobles of the Derren Empire present - because of the previous robbery of the imperial capital, the major powers of Medland seemed to be planning a war against the empire.

Compared to an imminent war, what Joe encountered today was just a little bit of insignificant mess.

The atmosphere in the square became depressing and serious.

When many nobles saluted Mata XIII, only a group of nobles and officials from the Lucian Empire led by Barbaria were at the edge of the square, drinking red and laughing loudly.

Everyone is not surprised by this.

This group of wine lovers in the Lucia Empire... Today, the wine in the Hydra Palace is provided free of charge and open to supply. These guys did not surprise them, and they almost filled themselves before the celebration officially began.

Standing on the north side of the square, facing everyone on the square, Mata XIII smiled and nodded: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the New Year celebration held at the Hydra Palace on December 30, 1379," said Mata XIII.

"In theory, today's celebration should be hosted by Her Majesty the Empress of the Empire... However, the weather has been bad recently, and Your Majesty occasionally feels cold and cannot attend today's celebration. So, please forgive me, today's celebration will be hosted by me, the boring old man."

"I hope everyone can have a wonderful day."

In the square, all the nobles, no matter how many conflicts and secret struggles there were before, all laughed "joyful".

Of course, in the huge square, there was no false happiness or joy in the true sense, only Barbaria, whose eyes were red with redness when they drank, raised their bottles of wine, laughed loudly, and laughed happily.

A crisp sound of the magic ringtone rang.

One by one, one after another, two convoys slowly drove into the Hydra Palace and came straight to this big square.

Saint Attila and the great priest Xia slowly walked down from the carriage.

Salian, Conrad walked out of the crowd and followed Mata XIII on the left and right.

Mata XIII, accompanied by Salian and Conrad, greeted Saint Attila and the great priest Xia with a smile on his face.

Everyone was silent and quietly looked at Mata XIII's enthusiastic representative of the Delun Empire, and welcomed the arrival of the two noble archbishops. The two archbishops also smiled and sprinkled the divine art of blessing, and blessed two faint divine lights on Mata XIII's body.

The ringtone was crisply 'Ding Dangdang', and more than a dozen teams of clergy in golden and silver robes walked out of the convoy. Under the leadership of the palace affairs officer, they walked along the corridor around the square and towards the Hydra Palace.

Holding various magical instruments, they took every step, dipped the holy water in the bowl with oak or osmanthus branches, and gently sprinkled clean water drops on the flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the corridor.

This is a traditional exorcist blessing ceremony in the Medland continent.

When the clergy from St. Cloud and St. Maya Cathedral prayed for exorcism to the Hydra Palace in a fixed ceremony, St. Attila and the great priest Xia stood by Mata XIII on the left and right, represented by St. Attila, and said a brief prayer to all the nobles in the square.

Then, two archbishops with high status raised their right hands at the same time.

A golden and silver ray of holy light fell from the sky, turning into light and rain, sprinkling evenly on all the nobles present.

Everyone felt a trace of gentle power penetrated into their bodies.

Some devout believers lowered their heads and recited prayers silently, responding to the prayers before Saint Attila.

The holy light falling from the sky disappeared, and Saint Attila and the great priest Guan Xia turned around at the same time and bowed slightly to Mata XIII, who was standing in the middle.

Tang En, who was standing beside Qiao, whispered: "Oh, oh... It is said that in the past, not many years ago, this etiquette is the opposite..."

Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Is that right?"

Tang En lowered his voice: "Look back, I will give you a book called "History of Religious War" listed by the church as a forbidden book... Ah, at that time, the archbishop of the church was the center of the stars surround the moon, and no matter the emperor or king, they could only take the initiative to salute them... Well, Joe, your mission is here."

A court etiquette official in a dress quietly separated the crowd, walked up, and nodded gently to Qiao.

Today, before coming to Hydra Palace, Qiao and his family had already conducted preliminary drills. Qiao calmly bowed slightly to the etiquette official and followed behind him.

Among the crowd, Tifa and Weima were each guided by a female court etiquette official and walked out of the crowd.

In the square, except for Barbaria and a group of Lucian nobles, the whole square had quickly quieted down. The nobles in the square seemed to be fiddled with an invisible hand, and everyone moved their steps quietly, almost instinctively standing where they should be.

The tradition, conservative, rigid and mechanical nationality of the Delun Empire is fully interpreted at this moment.

The nobles of the Delun Empire in the square were like well-trained soldiers, and in just a few minutes, they formed neatly small square formations.

The heads of the big family, ministers of various tribes, and those high-ranking dukes and marquises were in front.

Followed by the earls, viscounts, barons, lords, and knights of each family.

Then there were the female family members from each family, and the guests who entered the Hydra Palace with invitations.

According to their status, everyone is divided into two groups from north to south, men and women, and they are naturally lined up.

George, Dory, and the ambassadors of various countries to the Derren Empire, they have seen similar scenes countless times, but when they once again saw the terrible execution ability of the aristocrats of the Derren Empire...

George whispered: "Hell!"

Ambassadors from other countries and noble officials were extremely difficult to see.

These Delun nobles reminded them instinctively of the Delun soldiers who were still in a neat square formation in the battlefield, facing the rain of bullets and rain, and were walking forward with expressionless expressions.

Mata XIII and Saint Attila, the great priest Xia was joking in a low voice.

Behind them, the heavy gate of the congress hall was opened.

‘Dong, dun, dun’!
Chapter completed!