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The pile of firewood was burning fiercely, but Jerome Wimbledon did not feel much heat.

Although this was already a large tent sewn together from cowhide, and the bottom was also tightly packed with soil, so there shouldn't be any air leaks, but he still felt cold all over, especially his toes, which were so cold that he almost lost feeling.

"In this damned place, even a pee can freeze," he spat and stood up. He clasped both sides of the table with both hands and lifted forcefully. The veins on the back of his hands suddenly bulged, and a six-foot square solid wood square table was lifted off the ground.

After putting the table near the fire pit, Gerald felt a lot more comfortable. He took off his shoes and put the soles of his feet on the fire to dry. He spread out a paper roll in his hand and continued to write the unfinished letter.

"To my dear Livia. "

"I have been in Hermes for more than a month. Of course, the people from the Church prefer to call this place the New Holy City. If it weren't for the Months of Demons Pact, I wouldn't want to stay here for even a moment. I just want to go back to your hut and share a warm bed with you."

"Thanks to the pact, the army that monitors the Church's every move has become their ally. Isn't it ironic? Speaking of the Church, I have to admit that what they have done is amazing. I remember the first time I came here, twenty years ago, there was nothing but mountains and stones in Hermes. The towns built by the Church were at the foot of the mountain. But now, they not only opened up a road for carriages to go up the mountain, but also built a large fortress city on the top of the mountain. "

"If it was summer, you should have come with me to see it. The New Holy City they say is even more magnificent than Graycastle. Do you remember the theater in Graycastle? You and I went there to watch The Prince's Revenge. You marveled at the ingenious shape of the theater and the spaciousness of the interior. "

"But if you see the arena of the New Holy City, you will find that the Graycastle Theater is nothing at all. Rather than calling it a building, I think it's more like an exquisite work of art. The space was the size of five theatres, but there wasn't a single stone pillar to support it. Eight things that looked like the bones of a giant beast extended out from the outer wall. The curved bones were connected to many branches and hemp ropes, suspending the entire roof in the air like a boom. How did they come up with this? "

[There are also those bones. If they were taken from a demonic beast, I bet that guy must be more than a hundred feet long. It was probably only in Hermes that one would encounter such a monster. But my dear, please don't worry. Even if the demonic beasts are huge, they are nothing more than the minions of the Devils of Hell.In front of the God's Stone of Retaliation, no evil could escape the punishment of God. Whether it was demonic beasts, witches, or devils themselves, they would all be turned into ashes. "

At this point, Gerald Wimbledon put down his pen and shook his numb hands. It was strange that he could hold a 15-pound two-handed sword for a whole day, but he felt tired after writing so few words. He laughed at himself. I'm really suitable for rough work.

"Speaking of demonic beasts, I suddenly remembered that my fourth brother was sent to a poor place like Border Town. I'm afraid that he has already fled to Longsong Stronghold with his tail between his legs – although the demonic beasts there can't be compared to the ones in Hermes. I can't blame him. Even if I went to that place, I could only take refuge there. From this, I can see how unfair my father is. Just because my second brother was exceptionally smart from an early age, he decided to let him inherit the throne? My father forgot that he didn't win the throne of Graycastle by relying on his intelligence.Since my mother's death, it has become more and more difficult for me to understand his thoughts. "

The following content made Gerald hesitate. He didn't know whether he should tell Olivia his real plan. After a pause, he decided to continue writing. If the plan went well, he should have arrived at the palace of Graycastle by the time this letter was delivered.

"My dear, Scholar Ang is right. If I don't do anything, the throne will not belong to me in the end. He has already observed this from the stars. "The Apocalypse Star is moving away from the blazing sun. In four months, it will completely leave the orbit of the blazing sun." The scholar told me so. Obviously, there is not much time left. I can't wait like this any longer. "

"After today's war, I will quietly return to King's City with my loyal warriors. Coldwind Ridge is far less fertile than Valencia, but there is no shortage of brave warriors here.As long as I throw some money and promises, they will pounce on my target like hungry wolves. Of course, I don't want to do that. I just want to personally ask my father why he would issue such a childish decree like the decree to fight for the throne. What made him forget that I was the one with the first right to inherit the throne?"

"Scholar Ang has arranged everything for me. Olivia, my love, just wait a little longer.The day I become the King will be the day I take you as my Queen. If I fail... don't come back to King's City. Live a good life in Coldwind Ridge. "

"I love you, Gerald. "

He carefully folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and sealed it with wax. After checking it several times, he knocked on the table, and soon a guard came in.

"Send this letter to the Rose of Coldwind Ridge. You don't have to travel day and night, and you don't have to ride a horse. Dress up as an ordinary traveler and take the trade caravan between the two places.There is only one thing you have to remember, this letter must be delivered in person. "

"Yes, Your Royal Highness!"

"Very well, you can go." After Gerald waved the guard away, he simply sat on the table with his feet hanging over the fire pit.

In this way, he had no way out.

He closed his eyes and recalled the scene of his childhood. At that time, he took his second brother and third sister to play hide and seek in the garden of King's City. Third sister fell down, and the two of them insisted on falling down with her. Since when did the three of them become so unfamiliar with each other?

Gerald shook his head and put aside his complicated thoughts. He was not suitable to be sentimental. He thought that these puzzles would eventually have an answer – after he sat on the throne.

Just then, there was a dull sound of a horn outside the tent.

"Woo woo woo woo —"

It's coming! He jumped down from the table and put on his shoes. When he walked out of the tent, the whole camp was already moving. The running soldiers and flags converged into a torrent, converging on the predetermined battlefield. Muddy echoes could be heard from the distant mountains, and the echoes were endless.

The horn sounded, indicating the demonic beasts were coming.

"Follow me!" He rode on the horse brought by the guard and trotted to the top of the city wall.

Only by standing on the wall of the Holy City could one feel its grandeur – it was like an insurmountable moat, standing at the edge of the Impassable Mountain Range.The top was flat and wide enough for dozens of people to pass side by side. In front of it was a cliff made of glaciers, and behind it was a flat plateau.

This was the reason why the Church desperately wanted to build the new Holy City on the top of the mountain.

Taking advantage of this terrain, they built an almost impenetrable line of defense.

But Gerald Wimbledon was looking at the long term. To be able to transport so much stone and wood from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and to build a city on Hermes in just 20 years, the strength shown by the Church was already amazing.

However, no matter how much he hated the Church, Gerald had to admit that if they did not support them to defend Hermes, all the countries on the continent would face a catastrophe. This was also the basis for the signing of the Months of the Demons.

When the Months of the Demons came, the four kingdoms bordering Hermes must send troops to support the Church and fight together with the Church's Army of Judges.

The four flags at the top of the city wall stood in the wind: "Dawn" with a snake's body and a scepter, "Wolfheart" with a crossed sword and shield, "Eternal Winter" with an iceberg rose –

And "Graycastle" with a tower and spear.

Looking at the black spots in the distant sky, Gerald Wimbledon clenched his sword.

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