章 222: I Want to See Your Elegance

A pitch-black dragon gall spear was held in Braydon Neal's left hand as he walked out of the doors of the governor office.

Westley Hader, Nico Yates, and Tristan Yandell; the three governors followed behind him!

At this moment, people with discerning eyes could tell which side the three governors were on.

King Braydon was standing here. Anyone who belonged to the northern army would obey his orders.

"Northern King, Westley, don't mess around!" Stanley Weasley said with a pained heart.

Westley stood with his hands behind his back and replied softly, "The northern army belongs to the Northern King!"

"You're the governor of the capital garrison!"

Stanely could not help but get angry.

Westley chuckled as he tore off the black robe embroidered with a flying fish on him, causing Stanley's pupils to constrict.

Outside the hall, Frodo Lance and the others' expressions also changed drastically.