The highest-level dialogue of the tripartite coalition is to set up small meetings to prevent the leakage of certain important secrets.

Fipott-Bob's meaning is obvious, and only Cove-Rambo, Lizzo Carlo, and Orne can listen to what he has to say next.

His words upset the rest of the room, but no one questioned.

Cove-Rambo, Lizzocaro, and Orn were already sitting together, and when Fipod-Bob made the request, the three of them discussed a few words with each other, and finally Cove-Rambo looked at the others in the room and said, "If you can't think of a better way...", he pointed at Fipod-Bob and didn't say what was going on.

"I hope you can really have a way. Nemero maintained his arrogant appearance and was the first to leave the conference room.

Then, Tra Rensco, along with the other representatives of the elves and werewolves, left the room.

"Now tell me your secret, Lord Fipert. Lizzocaro was the first to speak after the crowd left, "But you'd better think before you speak." ”

Cove-Rambo frowned slightly when he heard Lizzocaro's words, and a trace of dissatisfaction arose in his heart when he looked at Fipot. He felt that if there was any secret matter in Congress, he should also consult with him in advance before making plans.

Fipott-Bob maintained his gentlemanly appearance, and after Lizzo Carlo's voice landed, he nodded lightly and said, "The Chamber of Commerce Alliance has not only continued to lobby within the empire last year, but also has been continuously instigating officers at all levels of Duke Eric's unit stationed at Fort Norma. His gaze gradually met that of Lizzo Carlo, "Fort Norma is the base camp of the original Chamber of Commerce Alliance, although we are now divided, but to say that the influence in Fort Norma is definitely not lower than that of Duke Eric, a foreigner. ”

Corve-Rambo was stunned when he heard this, and then subconsciously asked, "Did you convince Viscount Vic Weenne, the lord of Fort Norma, or Duke Eric Jean himself?"

"Regrettably, the conviction of these two men has not wavered in the slightest. Fippert-Bob shook his head, and as soon as the three of them looked disappointed, he continued, "But I have a key figure in my hands, and he can influence seventy percent of the army in Manwis Canyon, but now he has not made up his mind. ”

"What do you want to do?" asked Rizzo Carlo.

Fipert-Bob chuckled under his breath, "Let our 100,000 troops in Tyre quickly advance towards the Suk Plain, creating the illusion of troops coming to Suk City, so as to shake the determination of the officers and men of Fort Norma to defend to the death!"

Orn frowned, "Do you think the people of Norma Fort will not be aware of the situation in Tyre Town right now?"

Fipott-Bob crossed his hands and bowed slightly to Orne and said, "The Empire's situation this time is perfectly set up, and the level of secrecy is so high that we haven't been informed in advance, so I bet that even Duke Eric doesn't know the situation in Tyre right now." ”

Orn shook his head, "But these are just your guesses. ”

"Yes, but it's worth a shot, isn't it?" Fipert-Bob looked at Lizzocaro, "Based on Fort Norma's current intelligence system, and the Empire's practice of reporting on the battlefields of various local territories, within three days, they will know everything about Tyre... So, we have to hurry. ”

...

Fort Norma, the headquarters of the front fortress of the Grand Canyon of Manwys, is located between the cliffs of the mountains on the left side of the canyon, and the entire canyon is surrounded by a defensive line of wood and stones.

On either side of this strange wall are camps, and the hunting and flying battle flags show the two military formations of different camps.

The year-long war returned to calm on New Year's Day 337, with soldiers on both sides enjoying a rare peace and silently abiding by the rules of the truce on the battlefield. Although, the two sides did not sign a corresponding armistice.

On the simple training ground next to the headquarters of the Imperial Fortress, a young man in a knight's training uniform waved a two-handed sword in his hand to do a knight's simple swordsmanship training.

"Whew!" The young man was already panting and panting from exhaustion, too tired to grip the two-handed sword in his hand, but he was still slashing, as if the iron and wood stakes he had used for training in front of him were his enemies.

"Bang!" The irregular clashing of the training sword and the stake, the messy rhythm of his breathing, and the sweat on the young man's face as if he were in the scorching sun, all indicated that he was about to enter a state of collapse.

"Baron Mondstadt, Baron Mondstadt, Baron Mondstadt-Jean!" When the young man was about to lose his strength from exhaustion, a middle-aged man dressed as a typical small nobleman from the countryside of the Suker Plains outside the training ground walked straight to the young man from outside the training ground.

Mondstadt-Jean looked up impatiently, and a handsome face was revealed between fine beads of sweat on his silver hair, but the violent aura revealed in his black eyes made the handsome face a little hideous.

The young man was Mondstadt Jean, the eldest son of Duke Eric, the first order heir to the Jean family.

"Bah!" Mondstadt-Jean's two-handed sword swung to the flank, just right to seal the onboarder's progress.

"Baron Mondstadt...", the middle-aged man saluted with a flattering smile on his face.

The impatience on Mondstadt-Jean's face grew, and the murderous intent on his face showed without scruples, "Sir Todd Bissidine, I wish I had said that if there is nothing important, don't come to me again. He breathed in the chaotic aura of training as he spoke.

Todd Bissiding dodged the blade of the sword sideways, and when he got closer, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "There is something important now, and it is a matter of life and death for the Jean family!"

Stunned by this, Mondstadt-Jean resisted the urge to swing his sword and cut off the other man's head, and he slowly lowered his sword and asked coldly, "Tell me your 'big deal' and get the hell out of me." ”

"I'm not kidding, Baron. Todd Bisiding looked at Mondstadt Jean with his head tilted and his neck tilted with a smile on his face, "The Central Empire is coming to an end, and the main army of the elves has arrived in Suke City!"

Mondstadt-Jean was shocked by the sudden news, and although he tried to maintain his noble prestige, his hand holding the hilt of his sword trembled uncontrollably, betraying his nervousness when he heard the news.

"You should show proof, Sir. Although the young man was disturbed by the sudden news, his long-term aristocratic education made him instinctively think about the possibility of this matter.

Todd Bisitin grinned, "You don't want me to show evidence here, do you?"

"Let's go to my tent and talk. ”

...

Before you know it, night is coming back to Manwis Canyon.

The patrolling soldiers of the camps on both sides completed the change of guard as usual, and the soldiers who had been given a break next to the campfire were gathering to enjoy a rare leisure time.

In the rest room of the fortress headquarters, Duke Eric also ushered in a rare free time every day, he sat quietly on a chair covered in bear skin and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

He's been hooked on this decadent daze lately, and he likes to reminisce about old times to escape reality at times like these.

He needs to escape from reality because reality drives him to despair.

By the time the war had been fought, he had no hope of victory at all.

In the past year, he has also tried, but the reality is so cruel. It has destroyed the efforts of Duke Eloke again and again!

Whether it was the work of the territory or the war on the front, Duke Eric did not feel any hope.

It is impossible for the Normaburg area to provide a large number of jobs, and the limited land is unlikely to be distributed to the Felds. As a result, the countless people who had migrated from Feld became refugees!

At the same time, news came back from the Imperial side that the cabinet was discussing negotiations with the elves, and that the Council of Nobles had betrayed him and betrayed the Feld Domain, and that they would announce the recognition of the Elves' legitimate dominance over the Felder Domain at some point in the future.

Eric Jean can't do anything about it...

Not only does he need to face reality, but the empire also needs to face reality!

The reality is that if the empire wants to continue to struggle in the next turmoil, reaching peace talks with the elves is the only way out!

However, the Imperial Cabinet and the Council of Nobles did not do this behind his back, and the personal envoys of Emperor Sinda and Woz-Pedro consulted with him...

After the empire recognized the elves' dominion over Feld Territory, it would canonize Norma Fort near the Manwis Grand Canyon to compensate the Jean family, and promised to help the Jean family regain Feld Territory as soon as the situation in the empire stabilized.

The knock on the door suddenly remembered, and Eric Jean, who was resting, opened his eyes.

"Come in. ”

The simple wooden door with a "creak" was pushed open, and the cold wind almost extinguished the candles in the room.

"Mondstadt..."

"Father, I have received news that the battle empire of Tyre has completely failed, and at this moment, the main force of the elves is approaching Suk City. Mondstadt-Jean interrupted his father, his voice trembling slightly, "The Empire may soon be finished. ”

"You—" Eric Jean's words of reprimand came to his lips and swallowed back into his stomach as he saw the bloody sword in his eldest son's hand, and the dark eyes that were desperate and hopeful.

"You made a decision?" Eric Jean straightened up, looking at the way his eldest son was at the moment, and suddenly felt familiar...

In an instant, he remembered.

Thirteen years ago, he himself had appeared in his father's bedroom like this.

"If you—" Mondstadt-Jean's voice suddenly growled, and at the same time, the sound of iron colliding was heard outside.

"Impossible, my child. Eric Jean shook his head and interrupted the eldest son's next words, "You know what price I paid to get the empire I have now, your grandfather didn't rebel against his empire until he died, and I can't oppose everything I fought for!"

"It was the Empire that betrayed us first!" Mondstadt-Jean looked agitated, "They actually want to recognize the legitimate rule of the elves over Feld Territory, they betrayed us, they betrayed the Jean family, it was they who broke the oath first, not us!"

"But the emperor's emissary gave us a suitable explanation. Eric Jean replied calmly.

"What's the explanation?"

Eric Jean affirmed, "Even for me, so that doesn't justify my betrayal of the Empire." He pointed to his eldest son, "But you can ignore it and do whatever you want." ”

"But..."

"Squeak!" the door opened again, and a middle-aged man in the armor of a general entered, who bowed respectfully to Eric Jean and whispered a few words to Mondstadt Jean.

"Stand down. Mondstadt-Jean commanded him to look at his father again, "See, father, the soldiers have chosen to be on my side, because they don't see any hope of continuing to follow the Empire." ”

Eric Jean shook his head again and sat back down, "Do what you want to do...", his tired eyes with a hint of relief, "From now on, the road will be yours to go!"