Bab 820: A Battlefield Without Smoke

"Currently, Her Majesty and Her Royal Highness Lydia have reached a preliminary agreement that the Munn Kingdom will dispatch 300 Battle Angels to the side of the Winter Castle closest to the Munn Kingdom and manage the defensive line there. As for the specific division of responsibilities, judging from Her Majesty's opinion…"

"What kind of joke is this!"

A fuming voice interrupted Sonia's report. Sonia twitched her brows in silence. Inside the crystal ball reflected a fat nobleman who wore a luxurious attire. He smashed the table before him and gritted his teeth in an ashen expression.

"This is treason! Treason! How can Her Majesty hand the managing rights of our territories to the angels?! This is a complete act of treason! Everyone! The territories that our ancestors expanded with their blood and sweat won't be handed to others just like this! How are we going to face them in the future? Our…"