On the evening of January 7,

After the daily military briefing meeting in Pedi's private study in Fort Kaval, Omiqi, the goblin, is explaining to Pedi interesting facts about the history of the goblin's founding.

Erin Phiel is here today, no, I should say she's been coming every day at this time lately, and it's clear that the princess of the Mage's Tower is also very interested in the history of the goblins.

Omich has a talent for storytelling, or rather a talent for being a comedic clown, and many otherwise serious topics often come out of his mouth to make people feel funny. Every time, the clever Omiqi was always able to tell the story he wanted to tell in half an hour.

That's why Pedi continued to listen to Archduke Patved's story after his story ended.

Today, instead of letting the goblins go after the story is over, as usual, Pedi asks one more question, "Is your experiment progressing?"

"Of course, the god of the sea blesses us. Omich nodded respectfully, "Soon, you'll have a perfect piece of art." ”

"How long will it take?"

"Soon. ”

The goblin's answer made Pedi frown, and he waved his hand to him, saying, "I hope you can give me a concrete answer by this time tomorrow, and besides, it is very dangerous to challenge my patience." ”

Pedi knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed, but he also knew that he could not be kind to his subordinates and slaves.

"Oh, we're going to be busy tomorrow," Omich said with an exaggerated expression on his face, and then bent down and saluted.

After more than ten seconds, Pedi and his fiancée were left in the room.

"Today's tea was a bit special. Pedi picked up the teacup, in fact, he wanted to say this sentence just now.

"I added a little bit of something special. Eileen Phil smiled beautifully.

And Pedi tried not to look at the other party's smiling face, because it would make him fall into it, and he lowered his eyelids and asked, "What did you put it?"

"The Mage's Secret. She shook her head.

"Okay. Pedi spread his hands and stopped pursuing the question, his eyes meeting those of Erin Field, "Let's talk about Phyllis now." ”

The smile on Erinfield's face deepened, she gently stroked her black hair, her blue eyes radiated a charming light, and after a few seconds of silence, she said, "Has she made up her mind?"

Pedi asked, "Didn't she tell you that you stayed with her every day during this time?"

"We never talk about it. Elein Phil said, "She needs to think independently, and you have given her the right to choose!"

Peidi nodded subconsciously, "She came to me this afternoon, and she made a decision... Decided to go to the Mage Tower to study. ”

"I'll arrange it..."

"Don't be too deliberate. Pedi twisted his stiff neck: "Give her a quiet environment, the Reagan family will never show off their authority." ”

"I see. ”

"She'll spend a month with her mother at Kumar Fortress before heading to the Mage Tower, and the Kuma Fortress on the way to Hrutzburg..."

Erin Phier couldn't help but interrupt, "She'll arrive safely at the Mage Tower, I promise!"

"Well—" Pedy picked up the teacup and looked at the gently fluctuating tea, thinking about all the problems that Phyllis would have.

Erin Phil also picked up the teacup and looked at Pedi with a very special smile, she felt that Pedi at this time had a very special sensibility.

"Well, let's do it for now. Pedi put down his teacup abruptly, "We might now talk about the battle at the military port of Yekjar. ”

"Ahem" Erin Phil choked on the tea and coughed, choking on tears in her blue eyes, but she quickly stopped her embarrassed look and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Baron Danmen told me that the Mage Tower is negotiating with the elves. "Pedi didn't go around in circles with his fiancée.

Erin Fei'er nodded slightly, "No one can stop such a thing, can they? ”

"What conditions did the elves offer?"

"It's not something I know. Erin Phil said, "I guess the elves will reveal some special magic circles to the council, and those old mages have no way to refuse this temptation. However, the Mage Tower did not break its oath, and you should know better than I do that without the Mage Tower's army, the elven army would have arrived in the territory of Aeluk. ”

"Understandable, but unacceptable. Pedi let out a sullen breath.

"Everybody is thinking about themselves. Erin Phier said calmly, looking at Pedi with a hint of sarcasm, "The elves, the Imperial Royalty, the rebels of the Eluk Command, the Mage Tower, and us are all fighting for their own interests;

The elves of the Naren Forest don't want to reinforce the Eluk Territory in the first place, and the Central Empire is even more reluctant to accept any troops directly intervening in the battle of Elok Fort, and my father and the directors of the Mage Tower, although they maintain their oaths on the surface, secretly do things that are reluctant...

And you, my dear, your combined fleet has successfully controlled the waters around the Yekjar military port, and if you really want to help the Central Empire, you would have sent your landing force to occupy its surrounding islands!"

Her words became colder and colder, "But what are you doing now? I have boring debriefing meetings with my subordinates every day, and I turn a deaf ear to the opinions of my subordinates... You blame Prince Sindar and the Empire for everything, but you forget one thing!"

"You—" Pedi wanted to say something.

But Erin Phier didn't give him a chance, "You forgot that Prince Sinda is your sister's husband, and the Prime Minister of the Empire is your father!"

Pedy's face became more and more ugly with Erinphier's words, and he wanted to be angry, but when his anger rose, he couldn't do anything, because he found that his fiancée's words had left him speechless.

Irene Fil stood up as soon as she said this, intending to leave the room before Petdy got angry.

"Bang Bang"

The heavy sound of the door closing reminds Pedi that his fiancée is gone.

Pedi looked at the tea swaying in the teacup on the coffee table and fell into deep thought, and Erin Field's words suddenly plucked a string that had been silent in his heart.

...

On the morning of the 8th, under the walls of Fort Iruk.

The siege had been raging for more than three days, and Prince Sinda's order to take Fort Iruk within three days had not been fulfilled, and for this reason, the title of the vanguard of the Sixth Legion fell to the Ninth Legion, and the same great promise fell to the Ninth Legion.

The Sixth Legion, which had lost an entire legion, was sent to garrison the southern part of the Eluk Territory to prevent the elven army from suddenly crossing the defense line of the Mage Tower and attacking the flanks of the Imperial Front.

The soldiers of the Ninth Legion, mobilized by the officers and officers, were extremely demoralized, and on the morning of the attack, they filled in the trenches with the serfs they had recruited in the Iruk territory, and climbed the northern walls of Iruk City with the countless ladders and towers that had been made.

However, Fort Eluk, led by Lord Corve-Rambo and the leader of the Chamber of Commerce, Fipott Bob, and others, led the soldiers and civilians of the city to resist stubbornly on the city walls, shattering the illusion that the Ninth Legion wanted to capture the Eluk Territory that day.

In the evening, when the red glow of the sky was shining all over the land, the attacking ranks of the Ninth Army began to retreat.

Two hours later, in the Central Empire's barracks in the big tent,

The commander of the Ninth Legion, Sir Kim Valer, wore a bloodstained and black-spotted armor into the tent, and when the red-eyed general saw the commander of the Eighth Legion, Viscount Blaze, and the provisional commander of the Fifteenth Legion, Viscount Stuven Rachel, he casually picked up the nearest sandbox and smashed it on Viscount Breez's head, followed by a kick in the abdomen.

Viscount Breez was smashed to the head covered in blood, and Viscount Stuyn was kicked at least a meter away, lying on the ground and 'humming'.

"You two bastards!" said Sir Kim Valler, pointing at the two men, "you are not worthy of being called a soldier at all, let alone the title of nobility on your head, your honor is shit, let me lie on the ground and eat shit." His voice was so loud that his eyes were red, and he said that he would step forward and continue to beat the two of them.

Viscount Britz and Viscount Stuyn were originally getting together to laugh, they didn't expect that Sir Kim Valle who suddenly rushed in would be violent to him, so the two of them didn't react for a while, but at this moment, the pain in their bodies was a reminder of what had just happened.

Anger erupted in an instant.

Viscount Stuyn, in particular, who had been kicked to the ground, felt as ridiculous as a circus clown now, and his eyes instantly fell on the small axe that hung from the stake of the tent for decoration.

Viscount Breez, on the other hand, was much more direct, as soon as he wiped the blood from his head, the holy power in his body began to surge.

"Stop!" Marquis Buck's roar came from the doorway, and at the same time, two squads of armored soldiers rushed in and surrounded the three of them in the middle of the tent with spears in hand.

Sir Kim swung his fist again and retracted stiffly, and Viscount Stuyn forcibly suppressed the urge to pick up the axe and kill Sir Kim, and the holy power on Viscount Britz subsided at the first time.

"You only have one minute to explain, one minute!"

"It's them," Sir Kim explained, pointing to the two men he had beaten.

Viscount Breez and Viscount Stuart also pointed at him at the same time and shouted, "It's him..."

"Shut up!" roared the Marquis of Buck again, his grim gaze at Sir Kim Valler, "you speak first!"

"They delayed the warplane... We could have taken the northern wall today, but because they were so sluggish that the defenders on the left and right flanks could reinforce the northern wall with impunity!" Sir Kim was furious more than the Marquis of Barker, and he stared at the other two: "What you have done today is enough to put you on the gallows. ”

Viscount Breez and Viscount Stuven were about to explain, but Marquis Buck preemptively said, "Shut up, that's why you beat your colleagues in the council tent!" As he spoke, he picked up the horsewhip in his hand and slapped it on the other man's cheek, "Go back and change me into a decent set of clothes." ”

"Marquis Buck, he—" Viscount Breez stepped forward.

Buck turned his gaze to Brytzzi and asked lightly, "You want to teach me how to do things?"

Viscount Breez's eyes flashed, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Viscount Stuyn, who was motionless, and then took a step back, then lowered his head and said, "No, I'm just greeting you, my lord." ”

At this moment, the hot sting in his face calmed Sir Kim, and the cold spears in the hands of the soldiers around him reminded him of where he was at the moment... In an instant, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and he immediately glanced at the unwilling Viscount Breze and quickly left the camp.

Half an hour later,

Viscount Kim re-entered the camp in a simple thick leather armor,

At this moment, the three legion commanders had already regained their composure, and they could even greet each other.

Subsequently, Prince Sinda was 'long overdue'. (https:)

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