On the morning of June 27.

Outside a detached villa on the main street in the inner city of Karen City, Pacoro, the honor guard and castle guards of Château d'Eli wore brand-new Karen-style armor and stood guard outside the villa gate like statues.

In the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, the red-painted door was open, and two maids stood on both sides of the door.

She is Ferrola, the eldest daughter of the former emperor,

She was basking in the mild morning sun, with a serene and comfortable look on her face.

But soon, her comfort faded away, because the guard of honor outside the villa reminded her what day it was.

"Whew"

Ferrora exhaled a long breath of turbidity, her jewel-like purple eyes shining with a smart halo, she turned her head, her eyes away from the guard of honor and the guards, and fell to the courtyard that she had looked out of the window a hundred and thousands of times, where there were bright clusters of flowers,

Then she looked up again and looked beyond the high walls of the courtyard, where there were towers of brick buildings that shone in a different way in the sunrise sun.

In the distance, the cheers of the people have not stopped since early in the morning.

They are cheering for the masters of the city.

But Ferrora knew that those cheers were more about the free food and drink.

"Ah!" Ferrola sighed under her breath in a voice that she could only hear, and she looked up into the distance, beyond the towering walls, beyond the endless steppes, a towering mountain: the Esbo Mountains.

Ferrora had heard from her late Chief of Guard, Ser Eli, that behind the Esbourg Mountains was the southwest of the Suker Plain, and when she thought of the Sukh Plain, she couldn't help but whisper, "That land..."

That land!

In the words of Sir Eli: "That is your domain, Your Highness."

Sir Eli always referred to Emperor Laubert and his followers as 'rebels', and when Ferrora was a child, he always recounted the process of Laubert's rebellion.

Ferrola, however, had no interest in it, and she never longed for the life described by Sir Eli, for she felt that she was like a clown on the stage, living her whole life under the gaze of others.

Ferrola's favorite days were in Imei Town, when she could play barefoot with the neighboring children in the summer, and roll in the snow in the winter.

But that changed when Sir Eli became seriously ill and handed her over to the Duke of Chester.

When Ferrora was ten years old, the seriously ill Sir Eli completely returned to the arms of the goddess, and that time was the third year after she left the imperial capital, and on the day Ser Eli died, Ferrora cried very much, but unfortunately, the memory of that day was forgotten after that!

Even Sir Eli's appearance began to blur in her mind.

The only reference Ferrora could sense Sir Eli's existence was that the thought of the name 'Eli' made her feel sad, and she couldn't help but think of those large, secure palms.

After that, Ferrora moved to Château de Eli, where life in the castle felt boring and boring, and she felt like a pet in captivity.

"Miss Ferrora, you should try this dress, it's really beautiful, and it's soft. ”

At this moment, the maid to the left of the door mustered up the courage to say a word, and as she spoke, she deliberately held up a long purple dress, and slowly approached Ferrola.

Ferrora turned her head, the confusion and helplessness in her eyes disappeared the moment she turned her head, replaced by a quiet smile, she took a few light steps, took the long skirt and touched it, the fabric was soft as she expected.

She had never seen such a soft fabric, and she quickly reacted that this was the rumored dress made of silk from the demon spiders of the Death Swamp,

She knew that it was given to her by Frededley, for the sake of a promise not long ago.

Thinking of this, a trace of warmth welled up in Ferrola's heart,

But more of a helplessness,

Because, she has no feelings for Brady Deley at all that kind of drama between men and women,

But she didn't say no to the love.

"Miss Ferrora, I think you must be very beautiful in this dress after bathing. The maid who had begun to speak spoke again.

Ferrora knew that this was a reminder that she should take a shower and change clothes now, after all, the time for the divorce ceremony was getting closer and closer.

"So what are you waiting for, I can't wait to put it on. Ferrora smiled generously.

The maid clapped her hands lightly as soon as she got her answer, and soon seven or eight maids brought hot water from the kitchen and poured it into the bathtub that had been prepared, and then sprinkled some flower petals and sesame oil.

The maid then wrapped a coarse cloth towel around Ferrola's hair and helped her into the bath.

The bath water was just the right temperature, and Ferrola would be in a very happy mood in normal times, but at the moment, she was not interested, because she did not like to bathe at this time.

Half an hour later,

The bath is complete when the water temperature begins to drop to the point where Ferrola feels uncomfortable.

The two young maids glanced at each other and skillfully helped Ferrora out of the bathtub, and carefully wiped her body with the white towel that had been prepared.

Then she combed her long hair, and at the same time, the girl-like maid took out a box of plateau sesame oil and gently smeared it on Ferrola's neck, armpits, **, and waist.

Ferrora was like a statue in the whole process, at their mercy.

An hour later,

Ferrola's carriage appeared punctually at the gate of the villa.

A short time later, the doors of the villa opened, and Ferrola was helped out of the villa by two maids.

Seeing this, the guard of honor and the guards who had been waiting for a long time immediately fell to one knee and shouted respectfully: "Duchess." ”

Duchess, what a wonderful word,

It made the eyes of the two maids show obvious envy and jealousy.

At this moment, the bloodline of the Danediv family, hidden in Ferrola's body, began to roll, and in an instant, a hot current rolled in Ferrola's body...

But soon, the blood of this commotion was suppressed by Ferrola.

...

Eleven a.m.,

In the main hall of Château de Eli, the wedding of the Duke of Bradeedley and Miss Ferrora officially began in the presence of the gods.

The feast began at noon and lasted until dark.

During this period, there was endless overeating, and of course, there were fights and conflicts between knights and nobles, and Ferrora and Bradidley, as the masters, always sat on the duke's throne on the high platform.

This is the first time Ferrora has sat in this position, and in this position, she can clearly see the every move of everyone in the hall, and that feeling is like a god looking down on mortals.

Let's just say that it was a great feeling, a feeling called harness.

Of course, it's also a bad feeling, because Ferrola doesn't like to expose herself to so many eyes.

soon

The feast reached its climax: Karen led the lords, knights, and emissaries of other regions to present their own elaborate gifts to the two.

The dedication lasted a full two hours.

Two hours later, the young duke looked at the gifts piled at his feet, and his whole body became high-spirited, and he raised his glass and shouted, "Cheers to the Cliff family!"

"Cheers!"

Prince Sinda, who was at the front, couldn't help frowning when he heard these cheers, and the Marquis of Darcy, who was beside him, immediately spoke: "He is demonstrating to us. ”

"I understand!" replied the prince in a whisper, "as long as Cullen agrees to send troops, it doesn't matter how many more demonstrations like this happen. ”

Marquis Darcy chuckled under his breath when he heard this.

After the dedication,

The aristocrats were even more unscrupulous, they no longer restricted how they drank,

Half an hour later,

Almost the entire hall was in a revelry.

By this time, Bradidley and Ferrola, who were the masters, had already left the hall.

Three hours later,

When Prince Sinda and his delegation returned to the inner city after the banquet, Marquis Darcy, as the deputy envoy, received an official statement from the Duke of Braderidley: Cullen led 30,000 hoplites to start at ten o'clock in the morning of the 29th to reinforce the war in the Klan Territory.

"That's really good news. Prince Sinda couldn't help but say.

Marquis Darcy smiled and said: "Expected, the situation has developed to this point, Duke Bradidley has not many options, besides, the envoys of Duke Nick and others are also testing him these days, as long as they are not too stupid people, they should know how to choose." ”

...

At ten o'clock in the morning of the 28th,

The headquarters of the orc army in Anku Fortress, Chief Shikan is holding a few pieces of the latest information on the map, and Chief Azeman is on the side.

"What's going on with the Fangs Overseer's headquarters, they lost a wing in just one day of fighting. Duokun's chief of staff said in a loud voice, "Isn't it okay to let them respond to the attack?"

"The victory at the fortress of Anku has made our generals and soldiers begin to become arrogant. Chief Shikan said with a blank face: "Now, it is also a good thing for them to recall the failures of three hundred years. ”

"But we can't afford to lose, this team could have not lost. Duo Kun frowned.

Grand Chief Azeman said, "Now that the matter has happened, don't pursue it, I suggest that the Fangs Overseer be given a mandatory order to stay on the outskirts of the town of Beard, and not to attack without receiving a definite order from the Command." ”

Chief Shikan was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously set his eyes on Chief Aizeman, but soon he withdrew his gaze, nodded under Duokun's gaze, and said, "You can do it, you write the order yourself." ”

When Dokun left, Chief Azeman looked at the map and asked softly, "Why haven't the people on the human side responded yet?"

"They, you want to count on them?" Chief Shikan said with a sneer, "I'd rather believe that the Lordan Mountains will collapse than believe in the promises of the humans." ”

Chief Azeman smiled and said, "Maybe the Lordan Mountains will really be dug up by the dwarves. ”

"Then I'm really looking forward to that day... But for now, we should pay attention here. Chief Shikan pointed to the Brill Heights, "Tell the Khalikhan Overseers that I need to take this place completely by the 30th. ”

...

Rocky Mountain,

In the meeting room of the headquarters of the sabertooth mercenary group, a middle-aged man with a long beard sat on a bench, he was wearing an ordinary leather armor, and his right hand exposed to the air was full of red scars, which were burned scars,

This person is Dylan, the leader of the saber-toothed mercenary group.

Opposite Captain Dylan was a young man in a gray knight's robe, and if Peruth was here, he would immediately exclaim, because this person was none other than Yarman, the current director of the 'Radiant Power'.

To the right of Yarman is a young nobleman in a chainmail suit, Claude, the emissary of the Devon family of Turbukburg.

Captain Dylan grabbed a piece of parchment from the counter beside him and said, "The orcs are urging us to send troops in response to their attacks, Lord Yarman, what do you think we should do?"

"Don't bother, the war orcs in the Klan Territory are in absolute advantage right now... But the orcs are too advantageous for us to do us any good. "All we need to do now is wait quietly, wait for the time when we can strike, and if necessary, we can even help take the side of the Empire against the orcs, but be secretive." ”

"Yes, our Lord Earl agrees, and only when both the orcs and the empire are defeated will we have a chance. Claude also said: "The Danediv family and the six dukes have ruled the empire for hundreds of years, and it is time for a change of power." ”

Captain Dylan immediately nodded in agreement, and at the same time, he thought for a moment and said, "Most of our inside line in Benson Town has been eliminated, and I am worried that this place may have been exposed. ”

"It doesn't matter if you're exposed, the Fifth Legion can't take care of you here at all. Claude looked at Dylan with obvious contempt, "You just need to restrain your men, and in a few months, maybe we should call you Viscount Dylan, or Earl." ”

The excitement on Dylan's face flashed for a moment, and then he asked, "Also, according to Cullen's tip, Bradidley may agree to send reinforcements, do you need to let our people stop it?"

"Oh my God, didn't you understand what you just said?" Claude looked at Dylan like a fool, "not only can't you stop this time, but you also have to prevent the orcs from hiring members of the 'Brotherhood' to assassinate Prince Sinda, understand?"

Yarman looked down at the time, and after Claude's voice landed, he hurriedly said, "The mission I came here this time has been completed, I'll leave first." With that, he ignored the two of them, put on his dark cloak and turned to leave.

"I—" Claude then stood up and left.

Dylan immediately held back: "Please stay for another day, I have asked the brothers to prepare the wine." ”