Chapter 491 Turbulence

The candlelight in the Watchtower was bright in the middle of the night.

Placido was meditating with his eyes closed in the study. The information revealed by Ronin echoed in his mind. He was thinking about what he should do if this situation really happened.

Should he stick to his beliefs and risk his family's wealth to carry out this battle that is likely to fail, or bear the infamy and join the enemy's camp.

His hands tapped the table, as anxious as his heart.

In the past few days, he has sent messages to family members in the Royal Capital Dragon City. It should not take long for him to bring back news.

Da, Da, Da!

A burst of rapid horse hoof sounds disrupted his thoughts.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was a bit abnormal to hear such rapid horse hoof sounds at this time.

Placido came to the window, but saw two knights dismounting and saying something to the guards at the door, and then a guard hurriedly ran towards the tall building where he was.

"It's the messenger from the Misty City."

Plasido frowned, "Is there something urgent?"

He didn't delay any longer and hurried out of the room, just in time to meet the guards who came.

"Tell them to come to the hall to see me."

Soon, the two sides met in the hall on the first floor.

"My Lord Viscount, I am Langdon, the messenger knight under the command of Count Ural, the commander of the Misty City defense line. I came here to convey the Count's order to you!"

As he said, he took out the letter in his arms and handed it over respectfully.

Plasi didn't expect the battle to come so hastily, and he was anxious in his heart, and hurriedly took the letter.

His sister Melis also walked into the hall at this time and sat quietly aside.

It seems that it's time for the Carmen family to make a decision.

But as Placido finished reading the contents of the letter, his face became very ugly, and he slowly sat on the chair.

"What's wrong?" Melis asked with some confusion.

Even if Count Ural ordered them to attack, his brother would not show such a complicated expression.

Placido said with some difficulty: "His Majesty Tamriel...died!"

Melis raised her hand and covered her lips lightly, "How could it be?"

Placido handed the letter to his sister, and he looked at the messenger.

"Knight Langdon, what's going on? Although His Majesty's strength is not strong, he is also a golden knight. He is only over 60 years old this year. How could he die of illness at this age?"

Sixty years old is still a prime age for a golden knight, especially for the ruler of a country with very favorable conditions.

In theory, living to a hundred years old is not a problem at all.

But now, such a strong majesty is dead, and he died of illness, which made Placido doubt the truth behind it.

He immediately thought of Ronin's statement that the kingdom has established cooperation with the alien sacred storm organization of the Molten Principality.

So, the object of cooperation is not His Majesty Tamriel, but the crown prince Taro who now inherits the throne?

"This... I don't know much about it."

Langdon was just a messenger knight under the earl. He only knew that the king died of illness. As for what disease he had and whether there was any inside story, he was also unaware.

"My Lord Viscount, I have conveyed the order. My Lord Earl asked me to remind you that after learning this news, the Kingdom of Alduin will most likely take advantage of the situation to attack the Fog City. You must be prepared for a fight to the death."

"In addition, His Majesty Taro has sent new reinforcements to the front line. I hope you can hold on until then!"

Plasido looked bitter, "Didn't my Lord Earl receive my letter? The Marquis of Ronin is stationed on the opposite side of the West Wind Hill. He is not only a Sun Knight himself, but also has a magician in his team. At the same time, there is such a terrifying dragon in the sky. With such a huge gap, how can you let me delay until the reinforcements arrive?"

He paused, "At least... you have to support me with a Silver Moon Knight, right?"

Langdon looked embarrassed. He also knew that the gap was big, but the order was like this.

"The Earl received your letter, but the defense line is under pressure everywhere, so he can't support you anymore. The knights and magician team he gave you a while ago are the biggest reinforcements he can send to you."

Langdon said: "The Earl said that he has been defending the defense line for so many years like you, and both he and his family have been taken care of by the kingdom. Now is the time to contribute."

"If we are defeated and captured, the kingdom will redeem us at all costs. If we die in battle, His Majesty Tyro will also confer titles on our children, and will not let the heroes bleed and cry!"

Plasido's face remained unchanged, but his heart was shocked.

What does this last sentence mean? Is it a special reminder that his children are in Dragon City?

He took a deep breath, "I understand. Please go back and tell Earl Ural that I will defend the Watchtower and hope that he can arrange reinforcements as soon as possible!"

Langdon smiled, "Then I wish you all the best!"

He and his companions bowed to Placido, then left the hall, took advantage of the night to leave the Watchtower, and went to the Misty City to reply to the order.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Melissa put the letter aside, "His Majesty Tamriel has always been in good health. It is impossible for him to suddenly fall ill and die. There must be a conspiracy!"

Plasido nodded solemnly, "It has always been His Highness Taro who has been in contact with the Molten Principality. It is probably him who has cooperated. His Majesty may..."

He dared not imagine.

"So, the information from Marquis Ronin is true and reliable?"

"Maybe. I was originally going to wait for the family's message, but now it seems that our people in Dragon City may not be able to get out."

Melissa's beautiful face was a little sad, "Then Robert and the others..."

Plasido remained silent. His son and daughter were studying in Dragon City. He thought it was the safest place, but he didn't expect that there would be danger there.

However, all this was just his guess based on Ronin's message, and there was no direct evidence.

Plasido picked up the letter and read it again.

"As far as I know, there are three Silver Moon Knights and several Meteor Knights in Misty City. Count Ural didn't even give me any reinforcements, and even threatened me with my children and family members. He undoubtedly wanted to sacrifice us, retain his own power, and buy some time."

After a while, Placido made a decision.

"For Robert and everyone, we must fight Ronin!"

The fighting spirit burst out, and the letter in his hand was torn into pieces.

In the entire Watchtower, the strongest knight is him, a meteor-level knight, and the strongest magician is his sister Melis.

What can they use to fight?

Even if the Watchtower is solid and reliable, such fortifications are of little use in the face of such a powerful transcendent.

"We must also prepare for the worst." He added.

Melis stood up, she already understood the other party's choice.

"No matter what happens, I will fully support you. Now, let's think about how to deploy defenses, and tomorrow we will convene the leaders of the Knights and the captains of the magician team to hold a mobilization meeting."

Placido nodded and took a deep breath, "There is another important thing, we have to find a chance to inform Ronin."

"Leave this to me."

Melis is very confident about this. (End of this chapter)