The witch thought I am a Demon God

"I need your strength, Iron Mountain Knight. Because not only has someone on the tiny Cross Island owed me two territories, there is also someone in this world who owes me a whole country."

Once this statement was issued, everyone including the Iron Mountain Knight and Duva Gureggrevsky’s men, were greatly astonished.

Cross Island is only ’tiny’?

Someone owes Ivita a country?

Is that country an Earl’s Nation, or the Duchy, or... a Kingdom?

Duva Gureggrevsky’s eyes were glowing, he seemed to see a long-term super customer. It seemed that providing a free service to these land dwellers this time was a right investment.

Iron Mountain Knight’s ambition was activated by Ivita, since the Epirus Republic didn’t need his loyalty, he would give his loyalty to someone who needed him and could make full use of it.

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"I have already pledged my loyalty to you." The Iron Mountain Knight stood up in the iron cage, "Whatever you want me to do, whoever you declare war on, my sword will always be pointed at your enemies."

Ivita snapped his fingers, a bolt of lightning flashed past, smashing the lock of the iron cage.