Enhi-Ella was good at interpersonal relationships during his lifetime, and the ocean-going navy of the Hoko Islands relied on his long-term operation to open up another trade route under the long-term commercial blockade of the Reagan family. At the same time, he is better at writing documents and journals, so Ferrora was immediately attracted by the contents of his proposal as soon as she opened it.

During the Queen's reading time, the hall was immediately in a state of deathly silence...

The time of death is infinite, and after a long silence, Ferrora closed the papers in her hand and looked up at Enshi Ella, "I am relieved and even happier... Because finally someone is thinking about the future of our people and taking action about it. ”

"I'm going to reward you... You should become the new Undead Sovereign. Ferrora was about to cast a spell as she spoke, but then he shook his head again, "Your mind is precious, your memory shouldn't be occupied by other memories—" she frowned, suddenly unsure of what to reward.

Ferrora ended her languid posture as she spoke, and she sat on her Iron Throne in a very formal posture, looking at Enshi-Ella with the same gaze that she used to look at a servant, "You are the true Grand Duke of the Dead Realm, starting today... You will exercise power on my behalf. ”

This time, no one laughed at Enhi-Ella like the last time, because all the immortals in the hall felt the joy and determination in the depths of the queen's soul.

"I believe that you will use your power to become the new Undead Sovereign, an Undead Sovereign who wields divine power, and I look forward to your growth, Your Highness the Grand Duke. Ferrora said as she stood up from her seat and bowed slightly to Enshi-Ella in her respect.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty. "Enshi Ella is not happy about the award, he is still humble and cautious.

...

After a brief bustle in the death bunker, deathly silence soon returned.

This time, the Queen's wake-up statement made all the undead rulers really feel that the 'civilization' and 'future' that the Queen had mentioned before was not an ideal, but a plan to be implemented.

In the silent hall, Ferrora did not fall asleep again, she left Zuckerbury behind, and once again flipped through the report written by Enshi Ella.

"We're more 'Enshi-Ella', more of us are more people who think for themselves and are not affected by the memories of inheritance. Ferrora looked up at Zuckerbury, "And people like Muvet... We need more people with unique thinking skills, so that our civilization can truly reappear. ”

"Your plan is already being implemented, but it takes time for the clan to grow. Zuckerbury replied softly.

"Yes... We need time, enough time..."Ferrola's voice carried hope and worry for the future, "Muvet's approach is actually the right one, he is more rational than any of us, he knows that there is no place for us in the current continent of Alan, so he has to find the sealed 'blood source' and stay away from this land that does not welcome us. ”

"I never thought Muvet would have such a plan before, he surprised me... Judging from his previous performance, maybe he had planned to do this a long time ago, but how could he have known the ancient secrets in advance?" Zuckerbury frowned and thought, "I have read all the records of the past sixteen years on the continent of Ailan in the last two days, and I suddenly found a very special person... Yarman, once the most honorable paladin in the Empire, was the leader of the 'Radiant Power', but he abruptly abandoned all honor sixteen years ago and became the executioner of Emperor Laubert, so much so that he was spurned by everyone. ”

"This is a very interesting person, orcs, elves, and even werewolves have his shadow in foreign wars, and he single-handedly promoted the invasion of the orcs three years ago, and our appearance seems to be the effect of his deliberate instigation. Zuckerbury looked at the Queen, "What's even more interesting is that according to Duke Enshi-Ella, it was with the help of Yarman that our Grand Duke was resurrected and gained divine power!"

After listening to Zuckerberry's words, Ferrora closed Enshi Ella's plan and watched as Zuckerbury dug through the investigation documents from his spatial barrier, "If your analysis is correct, then we have to reposition Yarman as a person." ”

"Yarman is a very low-key man, and from what we know, he hasn't been seen in public since his allegiance to Emperor Rawbot sixteen years ago, and I've tried to find him for the past six months, but—" Zuckerbury shook his head, "but the uncertain information from the Sook Plains agents has recently confirmed the information of Duke Enshi-Ella... Yarman was recruited by Pedy Reagan to his Foreign Department and was preparing for a voyage. ”

"I think they might have discovered some ancient secret and were ready to find out..."

"It doesn't matter what they find, if they're looking for the 'bloodline', we have to do everything we can to help them, because that's our future. Ferrora interrupted Zuckerbury and instructed, "Get this straight, it's more important than the war we're waging." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

...

The southern part of Tyre was defended first, and although the offensive of the 6th Heavy Infantry Army seemed ferocious in the past two days, the actual results were not ideal.

And this evening, the offensive of the 6th Heavy Infantry Army suddenly stopped.

Amos, the commander of the army group headquarters, had been thinking for nearly two hours with the military order from Corvind.

At this moment, the night was thick outside, and the soldiers were unaware of the shaking that had occurred in the upper echelons of the kingdom today, and they gathered around the campfire to enjoy the rare moment of peace after the battle, and the sounds of laughter, cursing, and fighting were heard from time to time, keeping the huge camp alive as it should be.

The cold wind blew in his face, and Amos instinctively raised his head to look at the door of the camp, and it was Cecil Dunroe, the chief of staff of the command appointed by the Kingdom Military Department, who walked into the camp.

"General, when do you think about it, Your Majesty's order is to attack the defense line of Tyre Town day and night, and you are now disobeying, have you thought about the consequences of doing so?" Cecil Dunroe did not have the slightest politeness in his language, and as a high-ranking member of the kingdom's military department, he did not need to be polite to Amos.

"Don't talk to your commander in such a tone, you are now my subordinate, and if I want, I can nail you to the pillar outside and let the cold light look over your ass. Amos was even more polite, "Just say anything and remember... Pay attention to the tone of your voice, or I'll honor what I just said. ”

Cecil Dunroe was obviously annoyed by Amos's words, but he wasn't stupid enough to really annoy the other party, he was silent for a few seconds and said, "Sir Bowenlight asked you to go to the headquarters, saying that His Majesty's envoy is at the headquarters, and let us go and discuss the battle plan for the Sukh Plains." ”

"Your Majesty's envoy?" Amos was visibly stunned, and lowered his head to look at the order from the Covinde on the table, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Elven General Drahir. Cecil craned his head to look at the letter on the table, but it was almost entirely coded, "He teleported by magic..."

"I know, I'll rush over right away. ”

"The order is to let the two of us go together!"

...

To the south of Tyre, there was a certain distance between the front camp of the Kingdom of Kruria and the headquarters of the southern defense line, and after receiving the order, Amos rushed to the headquarters with more than a dozen personal guards.

He could have refused this unreasonable order, but Covinde ordered him to act in accordance with the orders of the front command until he received the exact order, and repeatedly stressed that he must not disobey.

The wide avenue glowed with a dark glow in the early spring moonlight, giving a peaceful and silent beauty to the official road between the Krurian front camp and the southern defensive line. But the galloping and neighing of the horses and the shaking of the torches spoiled the beauty of the silence.

The sound of "whoosh" arrows breaking through the air was almost inaudible in the gallop of the war horse, but Amos, who had been with the army for many years, was sensitive to it, and he instinctively picked up the round shield on the saddle to protect himself while shouting: "There are archers!"

"There are archers from the town of Tyre ambushing us!" the phrase was shouted by Chief of Staff Cecil.

Amos suddenly felt a little awkward in his heart when he heard the shouts of the chief of staff, and he instinctively turned his head to look at the chief of staff...

In the dim firelight, Cecil was also looking at Amos, the two looked at each other for a short time and then staggered their gazes, and at the same time pulled the horse's head into the bushes next to the official road, and the guards behind naturally followed without hesitation.

Under the moonlight, the arrows followed in his direction...

"Plop, plop!" The sharp arrow was pinned to the dense bushes, and the force of inertia made it tremble uncontrollably, making a slight "buzzing" sound.

"We should retreat. "The captain of the pro-soldiers is bent on Amos' safety.

"Our back road must have been cut off long ago. Amos frowned, he really didn't understand why he was ambushed here.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility... And so, his bloodthirsty gaze, like a beast, suddenly fell on his chief of staff, Cecil.

Cecil didn't seem to notice his boss's attention at the moment, he was looking around at the bushes, and shouted to the guards with torches, "Put out the fire, do you want to tell the Assassin where we are?"

The fire was quickly extinguished, the arrow attack ceased, and Amos withdrew his gaze from Cecil, suppressing his suspicions, looking at the darkness around him and contemplating a way out.

"From the arrow attack just now, it can be seen that there are not many people on the other side...", Amos seemed to say to himself, "It is more appropriate to stay in this place and hold out than to retreat hastily." He looked up at the moonlight, obscured by the bushes, and fell into deep thought.

Cecil immediately shook his head, "I don't want to wait here to die, we are only twenty minutes away from the camp on horseback at the moment, and it won't take more than an hour on foot, I think we should break through... Or send someone back to ask for reinforcements. ”

Although Amos was very reluctant to admit it, Cecil was indeed right, but the doubt in his heart made him instinctively reject the other party's proposal, and when the chaotic footsteps outside in the night came, he looked at the captain of his personal guard and ordered: "Rod, you find a way to leave from the side." ”

"I'd better stay here. ”

"It's an order, remember... We can only hold out for two hours at most. ”

As he spoke, the Assassin had already entered the bushes and exchanged hands with the guards in front of him, and between the sparks of the iron weapons, Amos pushed away his captain of the guard, and emphasized in a low voice, "Let's go." ”

This time, Rod didn't insist.

The mage began to detect the magic fluctuations around him and guard against magical attacks. Amos didn't pay attention to the departing captain of the guard, he took a deep breath, raised his shield and drew his sword, and walked towards the nearest battle area.

"Sir Amos. ”

But the sudden shouting stopped Amos. He turned his head and saw Cecil's slightly gloomy face in the darkness, "Wh—" Before he could utter his inquiry, he felt an unbearable pain in his throat.

"Wow" Amos couldn't say the next words, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes moved down to see a light crossbow in Cecil's hand that shimmered with cold light, he subconsciously pressed his throat with both hands, a crossbow arrow had already penetrated there, and the hot blood time flooded his hands.

"You—" Amos uttered a word with all his might, and then he felt his whole body go limp.

"What are you doing?" the nearby guards immediately realized that the situation was not right, and immediately raised their swords and attacked Cecil.

Cecil chuckled as he dodged the sword stabbed by his guard, and fired a series of crossbow arrows in his hand while firing three consecutive shots.

"Dangdangdang", but Cecil's attack was completely bounced off by the shield.

No, no, Cecil was not panicked, the moment the magic circle under his feet was activated, the whole person wanted to dodge the attack of the guards like a gust of wind, and quickly approached Amos, who was struggling to support.

"Poof" blood gushed out with a tossed head.

In the bath of blood, Cecil glanced at the head without any breath in his hand, looked at the other party's familiar face in the dark moonlight, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"What have you done!"

Cecil ignored the questioning of his own soldiers, and he tore open the teleportation magic scroll that he had prepared.

...

The blinding light made Cecil unaccustomed to the darkness all along, and he squinted at the person closest to him.

"You look like a ghost from hell in the legend. The slightly mocking tone made Cecil turn his head, and when he saw the familiar face, he couldn't help but jokingly say, "I'm the messenger of hell who specializes in asking for life, and you're talking to death." ”

In the bright and flickering candle flame, a person walked over with his arms open and laughing...

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