PS: Everyone has something to do these days, so there is no update at all, sorry.

My manuscript is only written with a general meaning, that is, a detailed outline, which only I can understand, that is, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

I have almost no finished manuscripts, and some of them have been used up, because I have to write the outline most of the time, so that I can grasp the plot, for example, I write later, and suddenly find that some of the previous plots can't be written like this, which can be easily changed.

I calculated,The speed of my code words is up to 1,000 words per hour,This is the speed of the turtle,Calculate my work,Every day the modification and refinement add up to 6000+ words,But the finished product is only 2,000 words,I'm also desperate.。

Having said all that, I just want to say that I haven't updated it in time these days, sorry.

The above does not count the number of words.

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On May 10, the imperial capital ushered in a torrential rain after half a month of high temperatures.

This rainstorm was the first rainstorm since the beginning of summer in the imperial capital, and in just half a day, the water level of the Könifil Canal, which runs through the outer city of the imperial capital, rose by nearly 10 centimeters.

When the church, various magician organizations and scholars found out about the situation, they immediately sent their outstanding members to the upper reaches of the canal to divert the canal.

The sudden but timely rainstorm disrupted the travel plans of most citizens in the imperial capital, because they didn't want to get sick because of the rain, which would be too costly, after all, the doctors in the academy and the church were not free.

...

However, the rainstorm did not stop Emperor Laubert, who had planned to hold a celebratory ceremony today for the six Dominions who had arrived in the imperial capital.

Early this morning, nearly a hundred envoys of the emperor from the Lion Castle, with the invitation letter of His Majesty the Emperor, began to visit the most powerful nobles in the imperial capital in turn.

In order to welcome them, Emperor Laubert was determined to make all the magnates of the imperial capital presence.

This is undoubtedly the best way to show his power, and of course, it is also to show the importance he attaches to this celebration.

The five most important guests were personally visited by the Emperor's Captain of the Guard and the Supreme Commander of the Guard, Baron Campu.

...

Time hurried, and soon it came to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the rain did not stop, even heavier than in the morning, but none of the powerful people in the imperial capital dared to be absent from this celebratory banquet.

When Emperor Laubert received the report from the guards, he was satisfied, and rewarded the guards with a gold coin after the Lion Castle cut its expenses.

In Lion Castle, today is busier than ever...

At this moment, the victory square outside the gate of the Lion Castle was full of all kinds of carriages, and the groom and a kind of retinue hid under the roof beams in the distance, and even the most talkative of these people obediently closed their mouths today, quietly looking at the rows of royal honor guards standing neatly outside the gate of the Lion Castle and the person standing in the middle of the honor guard.

Duke Nick Reagan, the Prime Minister of the Reich, stood there under the gates of Lion Castle, obviously waiting for someone, who had been waiting quietly for nearly half an hour again.

"Smack... Smack..."

The incessant sound was the sound of rain lapping on the steel armor of the honor guards.

"Uh... Phew..."

Two gilded battle flags bearing the coat of arms of the Emperor Danediv's family stood on either side of the Lion Castle gates, whistling and screeching in the wind.

...

At a quarter past three, five simple but not plain carriages appeared almost simultaneously on the horizon of Partwilde Street, far away from Victory Square, outside Lion Castle.

"Crunch, crunch,"

"Step... Tread..."

The sound of horses' hooves and carriages rubbing on the ground overwhelmed the sound of the rain, and the Prime Minister Duke Nick couldn't help but subconsciously lift his spirits, and looked at the convoy with his eyes, and the many redundant coachmen and nobles' retinue under the eaves did not care about the rain falling on them, and all bowed and saluted.

The guards of a squadron near the carriage of the convoy were dressed in various army uniforms and black cowhide cloaks, and these young men were a little embarrassed by the rain, but they still held their heads high.

As the carriage got closer and closer, Duke Nick couldn't help but subconsciously take a step.

...

"Step!" at the front was Duke Eric's carriage, and his carriage went straight to the arched gate of the Lion Castle, and Duke Eric opened the door when the carriage was just steady, and walked out of it, and the attendant who was already beside the carriage hurriedly put on a leather cloak for him.

Soon, the other four carriages continued to hold firm, and almost at the same time, a man emerged from the carriage.

Tall and mighty with the Empire's strongest navy, ruler of the Hoko Islands, and guardian of the Empire's southernmost islands and seas, Duke Sheehan Ella was followed by Duke Eric, who wore the uniform of a supreme naval officer and refused to accept the black leather cloak that was handed to him.

Duke Sheehan looked horribly old, his exposed skin a little red and black from the sun and the sea breeze.

Behind the carriage of the Duke of Sheehan was Gna Barrett, Duke of Twak, who wore a black silk shirt with a silver-white horse neighing embroidered on his chest.

Chester Cliff, the Duke of Cullen, was the tallest of all the people present, his thick arms were even comparable to Duke Eric's calves, he was dressed in a simple way, the most common leather ring armor, and the falcon embroidered on his chest was lifelike.

At the back was Count Ron Zora, the son of the old duke of Zorrah, who wore the most common purple noble robe, but the cloak on his shoulders was very dazzling, woven from the hair of the Northland Snow Tiger, and inlaid with a waterproof magic circle, and the rain fell on the cloak, which was opened by an invisible shield.

Earl Ron was a contemporary of the Dukes present, serving in the Imperial Army at about the same time, but his father, Duke Bogue, lived so long that he had not been able to inherit the Duke title of Clan.

...

"Hey, Nick, how long has it been since you've seen Severa? I kind of regret marrying my sister to you, and I should have objected to that marriage at the time. The Duke of Gna shouted loudly over all the sounds of the rainstorm.

"Are you vetoing your father's decision?" said Duke Nick laughed.

"How long have you been in this position?" Duke Gna laughed when he heard this, "For the sake of your family, and for the sake of the young people behind you, perhaps, you should consider resigning." ”

His words made the other four people stunned, and they couldn't help but pause, and even made the officers of the honor guard around them look sideways.

Duke Gerner seemed to be unaware, and he pointed at Duke Eric, "Perhaps, we should let this guy try in the position of Prime Minister!"

Duke Eric's brows jumped wildly when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Duke Gna, this joke is not funny at all, for the sake of my mother, that is, your aunt, shut your mouth!"

"Haha!" Gna laughed, walked up a few steps in front of Nick, shook off the wet cloak on his back, and gave Nick a big hug, "Long time no see, my brother!"

"Long time no see, brother!" Nick whispered.

Then came Eric, Sean, and Chester, who each hugged Nick.

When it was Ron's turn, he could only bow and salute, and Nick looked at the other and asked, "I heard that the orcs are already attacking Anku Fortress? ”