This is made of steel and bronze by the golden dwarf, with grooved etching and magic runes of ancestors, and is decorated with exquisite gold jewelry.

Cormier's dragon is inlaid on purple reliefs. The dragon is cast by royal craftsmen and mages, enchanted with the most perfect craftsmanship.

The craftsmen decorated it beautifully, and the servants also wiped it as bright as a mirror.

But the crown was like a heavy burden, pressing heavily on Hiseya's head.

Xisaiya would rather charge into battle on a war horse than wear such an exquisite crown.

This is not the first time this newly appointed Iron Regent has complained about Brian in his heart, why he must force the crown to himself.

After all, even if the kingdom is turbulent today, there are not no regents like Ferfarier and Prince Serander.

"It's your responsibility!"

Brian's unquestionable words made her unable to feel the courage to refute.

It is hard to imagine that this is the sword master who angrily broke two goblets in front of her father in order to reject the crown and left with ease.

On the viewing platform, Hiseya stood between the pastor of the Church of Mother Earth, Master Oden and the Royal Mage Sandrakot.

The one she hugged Cormier's king on her arm, her half-brother, and a poor child who had been born less than 10 days ago and lost her parents in ignorance.

As nobles after nobles walked past her with their knights and soldiers, she nodded numbly and smiled.

Half of the nobles here are very fat. In her opinion, even a normal human knight, with so much fat and steel added out of thin air, she could not charge for a hundred steps.

When the other half raised his sword to salute, he seemed to not even know which side the sword should extend.

The only thing Shisia could do was to resist the urge to run down and scold the embarrassing knights.

The young Baron Ebenhawk led his 200 spearmen through the arch.

When the back of his sharp steel scimitar accidentally hit his face, he almost injured his eyes.

The copper mouth of the gorgeous helmet he wore on his head was closest to it, but the sharp blade was undoubtedly sharpened by some ignorant blacksmith.

A funny blood mark was wiped from the decorative blade on his helmet, followed by a painful whimper, and even the young king giggled.

But the young Regent, Xisaiya, not only needed to hold back her smile, but also asked a priest to heal his wounds.

She smiled and nodded at the awkward Baron, as if she hadn't noticed what had just happened, and then she muttered in a low voice: "If this is the best remaining army in Cormier, then I might as well declare that the kingdom is destroyed."

"They are just ordinary guards." Royal Mage Sandracott smiled and waved enthusiastically to the young baron.

"You don't have to worry at all, because every unit must have Purple Dragon Knights and War Mages give advice to them. Once there are signs of war, the troops will be commanded by them."

"All the nobles agree with this proposal?" Xisiaya asked in confusion.

"Not exactly." The Royal Mage shook his head slightly, "This policy is only suitable for the little nobles, because they know that their protests will only kill themselves."

"Can this inspire their loyalty?" Xisia raised her beautiful thin eyebrows.

Sandratke did not answer directly, but smiled condescendingly, patted her holding the little king's arm and said:

"So, you still have a lot to learn, little princess. On this battlefield, the most important thing is power, you have to realize who has power and who has no power. At this moment, you are holding power in your arms, and we have to do everything we can to make sure it remains that way."

Shisiah looked down at the chubby baby and suddenly understood the real intention of the action Brian took back to Susal City.

"You are the Regent of Cormier, and you must take the little king into your own hands." He said calmly, his words still so unquestionable.

She seemed to understand but nodded slowly.

So Brian took her into the residence of Prime Minister Ferfarier because he tried to delay the return of custody of the little king.

It was raining heavily that night, and the Prime Minister's hall door was knocked open. Brian stepped in, and the rain dripped down his cloak like a turbulent night, followed by more than a dozen purple dragon knights.

Outside the door, lightning ripped through the night sky and illuminated his cold face.

The dark rain, in line with his footsteps, hit the bricks and stones on the ground rhythmically.

Brian's decisive and quick action surprised the prime minister Ferfarier in his pajamas and did not even make any preparations.

With his strength and the deterrent power of the Regent, he defeated the Prime Minister's son, Oglas, the war lord of Tampas, forcibly seized and acted as a hostage.

Under the pressure of Augras's life, in order to ensure the safety of his son, Ferfarier had to hand over his grandson, Cormier's little king.

Recalling the cold faces of the prime minister watching the two, Xisaiya sighed softly in her heart.

She didn't know if she could really do the job that Queen Tesli left for her, became Cormier's regent, and knew other things in Cormier's darkest moment...

"At least you won't be alone." Brian's words echoed in her mind.

"The Royal Mage Sandra Kot is by your side. He will point you out which nobles are trustworthy, which nobles are worthy of surveillance, and which nobles have shown signs of disobedience. With my insistence, Master Oden has agreed to be the spiritual educator of this child, and he will do his best to help your father's legacy be passed on to his son."

"Of course, there is your sister, Duke Myrcella. Although she vowed not to step into Susal, the army in the northern border of Cormier is your strongest backing."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! When he finished these words, he left Susar City because he wanted to integrate the army from the northern border to cooperate with the defenders in the city to expel the besieged orcs from the country.

Xisia secretly discovered that Brian's words always sounded so comfortable, and it would always make the clouds in her heart suddenly clear and reveal a relieved smile.

"Give Count Silverhorn a sincere smile."

The royal wizard Sandracott gently pushed her with his elbow and whispered to her, "We are about to fight to the death with the orcs outside the city. This poor guy, spending all his property on equipped cavalry, we don't want him to feel that you are unhappy."

The 600 cavalry of Count Silverhorn, passing through the arches in an orderly manner, the tips of the knights blinked in the pale sunlight.

A soldier walked at the front of the team, beating a drum bigger than others, and hitting a heavy and slow rhythm.

Shisiah did as the advice of the Royal Mage, and even raised her brother, placed it on his shoulder, and waved his chubby little hands at the passing knights.

This caused cheers from the crowd, and the young king seemed to find it very interesting and laughed happily.

"I just made you smile at him, not the enthusiasm from the little king." Sandracott accused, "In this way, you can't favor one or the other. Next, you must make the little king wave to each lord, and you will soon be exhausted."

"I think I will have the strength to do it." Although Hisea knew she had done something wrong, she still said stubbornly, "because I will hold him on my arm holding the sword."

The next day, the atmosphere in Susal City began to become gloomy and firm.

The most prosperous imperial capital of the Cormier Kingdom finally showed its militarization side more clearly.

Even the hotel is no longer a place to sit around the fire, drink and play, but a place for soldiers to camp. Sometimes five soldiers even have to squeeze in a room.

Simple beds fill the stairs in the public areas, and deep in Susal, they are filled with beans, grains, bacon and barrels of wine.

When the Third Fleet appeared on the horizontal plane of Longhu, the emperor who was besieged by orcs finally had a glimmer of hope.

The entire twenty warships were not only filled with the best soldiers of Cormier, but also several well-known lords and generals.

When the flagship "Blue Dragon's Wrath" and other warships entered Susar Port, the air in the city was filled with joy.

Although the situation was urgent, at the suggestion of the Royal Mage, these soldiers who supported Susal conducted a streamlined and meticulous ceremony when they landed.

They moved rhythmically with the sound of the snare drums, and formed a good team in front of Shisiah, Sandrakot, Master Oden, Prime Minister Fefarier and others.

Gathered behind them were the residents of Susal, and as they began to celebrate the warriors who came to protect them, their tired and cautious faces finally relaxed.

Xisia knew that all these soldiers were lords from the eastern territory of Cormier, Leiming Peak and Hurek Forest.

Because during the Demon Dragon Rebellion, only their territory was not severely damaged, and the army was preserved intact.

They led their own troops and arrived here by boat from Winglong Lake with the support of the Blue Dragon Navy fleet.

Sandrakot told Shisaiya that many people would go to help expel the orcs, but he couldn't name them, because he was not sure who would arrive in time, or who might not come to support him.

Shisiah covered the dazzling sunlight with her hands, and watched eagerly as these troops from the Kingdom of Cormier, strode down from the pedals.

"Ferrell Lahanrison, the lord of Thunderstone Castle and the supreme commander of the Eastern Army." One lord declared.

A burly and handsome man was wearing heavy metal armor, but he walked from the pedal to the dock very lightly.

His face had a beard and beard, and his black hair mixed with gray silk was cut very short.

He looked relaxed, but he seemed to be able to immediately get into the thrilling war.

Xisaiya was not very short, but when he stood in front of her and bowed to him, she still felt very short.

"I am the first to receive the news from the Regent," he stressed seriously: "and the first to receive the order."

"May your loyalty and courage bring new hope to Cormier," said Shisiah.

Next are two mountain dwarves from Thunder Peak.

She had never seen them, but she knew who they were and why they were coming, not the other two dwarf commanders.

"Dagna Fist of the Kildshield clan." The first red-bearded dwarf said rudely, and he raised his hammer to Shisiaya to show respect, rather than shook hands with her.

"Balund Rifting, the commander of the Sturtle Clan," said the second gray-bearded dwarf.

"Welcome to you," said Shisiaya. "Please let me express my condolences to the deaths of the two generals Thorin and Oscar."

When the demon dragon attacked Susal City, the two dwarf commanders happened to participate in the wine fairy competition in a tavern, and then drunkenly picked up their weapons and rushed towards the evil dragon.

Dagna Zhanquan nodded straightforwardly, "Well, we don't want us to get the order for promotion because of the death of our superiors, that's for sure."

"Moladin is on top, but we will avenge them."

Barund Ristone said with a little excitement, "I'm glad to come and help, the young Regent. Killing orcs is killing orcs. It's the same wherever you kill. I'm never picky about my hammer."

Cialia nodded and turned her attention to the next one.

The boots gently stepped on the wooden board, making a heavy sound, and the paladin Moglan from the Arm Armor Cult strode over.

The Arm Armor Cult, an organization established by paladins who uphold justice.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Although their headquarters is located in the distant Deep Water City, the Kingdom of Cormier also has the shadow of their activities.

According to the secret reminder of the Royal Mage, Xisaiya warmly welcomed the arrival of the Arm Armor Cult.

When the paladin leader bowed to her, he exuded strength and kindness at the same time, just like the divine light emitted from his armor.

"In any case, the strong must protect the weak." The paladin said firmly, "Susal must withstand and stand firm, and must not let the orcs' ambitions succeed."

"Your wisdom and determination to protect the weak will be welcomed the warmest," said Hisiah. "Praise the gods, and that before the war begins, the gods have the greatest kindness to Cormier."

A moon elf with black hair shining like a green glow came out, and her eyes were also bright and flickering, like water blue dotted with gold dots.

Sisia widened her eyes and smiled.

She welcomed this special alliance partner, Bethrina Yongar from Hurek Forest, and Ranger Leader of the Moon Elf.

"Hello, the good sister of the War Academy, Lord Regent."

Bethrina replied to Eshisia with a gentle smile, "Our patriarchs and priests are happy to assist you. I am honored that my rangers and I can come and help."

"Thank you very much." Xisaiya gave her a hug, and she discovered that Bethrina brought a group of troops mainly composed of rangers, as well as a few priests and druids.

Then, the others must have brought a lot of their elite subordinates to come.

The orcs' great sage led the entire tribe's army to invade the Kingdom of Cormier and siege the city of Susar, and Cormier's army would also respond to the same.

During the greetings, Xisia finally saw Brian appear.
Chapter completed!