Harry nodded in surprise, although he couldn't understand what he meant, it didn't prevent him from thinking that the female knight's behavior was a little strange.

Jessica looked at the five-year-old man opposite, trying to find William's shadow on his face.

However, in terms of facial features, temperament, and demeanor, this man and William are very different, and there is almost no similarity to be found, and he and William look like strangers without any blood relationship.

The female knight's eyes couldn't help but be a little scattered.

I remember...... William's dossier mentions his mother's situation, and his father's attitude towards him was very unusual, as a child at the Van Kings family.

Also, William's personality is relatively cold, and most of the people in the Fankins family are completely different, and his style of speaking and doing things is not at all like the people of the Fankins family...... Don't......?

"This is a reply from Her Majesty the Queen. ”

Harry didn't know what the knight was thinking, but took a letter from his bosom, held his right wrist in his left hand, and politely handed it over.

Although the people of the Van Kings family are full of fights, as a historic earl family, the etiquette that should be there will not be lost, huh...... Under normal circumstances, it will not be lost, and whenever you can't remember it, it is considered a special case.

Harry was pleased with his aristocratic demeanor, but to his surprise, the beautiful and proud woman across from him had taken the letter with some humility in both hands.

Jessica sat with her legs together, her graceful back straight, changing her previous arrogant appearance, and quietly unfolded the letter and read it.

However, the further she read, the more unsightly her face became, and after reading the whole letter, it was even more gloomy and almost dripping.

"Someone!"

The knightess crumpled the handwritten letters, then pointed at Harry, who looked suspicious, and said, "Cut this man down for me...... Even if Leonard kills me, I won't give in to that woman!"

......

It took only a day and a half for William to find the traces left by the royal army.

In addition to the signs of the passing of the large army, there were many messy hoof prints and bloodstains, dozens of corpses were hastily buried on the roadside, and several small earthen bags were also inserted with broken swords, one of which had a crimson strip of rag tied to the hilt of the sword, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the wind.

William walked over and inspected it, confirming that there had probably been a skirmish of chase, and that the heraldic strips of cloth were wrapped around the sword and stuck in the grave as a sign of admiration for a good warrior.

Reaching out and unfolding the strip of cloth, it was painted with a long sword that split thorns, this coat of arms William was quite familiar, and even used it for a while.

The Insignia of the Thorns, it seems that these dead people should be Leonard's scouts.

William frowned and thought for a moment, then got down on one knee and pressed his hand on the grave bag to initiate the undead resurrection.

"Fluttering"

Under the horrified gaze of the young knight beside him, the tomb gradually arched, and a hand stained with dirt grabbed the broken sword of his grave and arched out of the ground with difficulty.

Whether it was the godless eyes, or the deep bony wounds on his chest and abdomen, it proved that this guy was not a corpse, but a real corpse.

"Unified ...... There may be a necromancer around here!"

The young knight raised his sword and said to William with an anxious expression, "I heard that necromancers often steal graves to find materials, and they also capture living people for experimental materials, and they can also spread terrible plagues, so let's leave quickly!"

William waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, his eyes fixed on the corpse that had crawled out of the grave, observing the marks left on it.

Although the contents of the corpse were almost unloaded, judging by the rest of the outfit, the scout must have been quite well-equipped when he was alive.

Not only did his fingers have been strangled with a strong bow, but there was also a bit of lime powder on his waist to mark the path, the corpse's coat pocket had straw paper and charcoal for sketching, and there was a broken flag in the pit from which he had climbed out.

William's expression suddenly became a lot heavier.

This is an elite scout who has undergone a lot of training, and at this point in time, Leonard has already begun to reduce the dimension of others?

There are a large number of true God churches in the Arcane continent, and the divine power of most countries is above the royal power, coupled with the system of aristocratic feudals, the overall ruling power of the country is very low.

Moreover, the military service system, daily training, and logistical support are all in a mess. So the procedure for most wars is like this.

After the two countries decided to open the film, the king summoned the big nobles, the big nobles called the small nobles, and the small nobles gathered the knights and the lords, and then everyone began to gather money and food, and if they didn't have enough, they would temporarily raise taxes.

The big nobles who usually need to hunt and suppress bandits can still afford to raise a private army, and those small nobles can basically only spend money to hire them, if they are not willing to spend this money...... Aren't there still farmers in the territory? These yellow-faced and skinny things can run and jump, carrying pitchforks and sticks, and I'm out of the house anyway.

As for scouts, this expensive class of troops is completely out of the question for the nobles.

Need training?Expensive equipment?You have to be literate?Why is it bad to have this money? The romance of a real man is to take everyone A up! True God, that cub in front of you is worth fighting!

In this kind of F2A war with almost all members, people who understand the importance of scouts naturally overwhelm others, and Giber's command has a group of trained scouts all year round, but it is already their limit to inquire about the news and simply estimate the number of enemies.

And these scouts carefully cultivated by the Farrell family can do a lot of things, find water, explore the terrain, draw maps, judge movements, pass on messages, provide markers, and even actively harass and kill the troops who loot and carry food like some light cavalry......

The quality of the scouts raised by the Farrell family is quite amazing, if it weren't for the existence of professionals who greatly affected the direction of the war, just by virtue of the "craftsmanship" of arranging troops, Leonard playing these guys is just like playing, and the command level of the two sides can be said to be completely not at the same level.

......

After examining the scout's gear, William rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

I didn't expect it, Leonard at this time is already so difficult, it seems that he must be tricked as soon as possible, and if he continues like this, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop him, and I am still counting on eating Her Majesty's soft rice.

Under the quivering gaze of the young knight, the hapless scout slumped his neck back into the dirt bag, and buried himself again, and the arm responsible for burying the earth even patted it quite spiritually on the dirt bag to make sure it was compacted before retracting it.

[You took the initiative to disband the summon "Zombie Scout LV1", there are no summons left, please add as soon as possible]

"Unified ...... Lord Archon?" The young knight's worldview crumbled slightly.

William reinserted the broken sword and turned over on his horse, and said nonchalantly: "Don't think about it, it may be a little panicked, just want to come out and take a walk, leave it alone, let's continue walking." ”

The young knight followed William back on his way, and when it was completely dark, they finally caught up with the large force of the royal army.

After confirming the identity of the patrolling soldiers, William was taken to the queen's tent, where he waved his hand and refused the soldiers' briefing, and opened the curtain and walked in.

Avril in the tent was wrapped in an old white cloak, sitting at the table and bowing her head to write something, the delicate curves looming under the cloak, and her plain white left hand gently clutched the collar of the cloak, as if she was afraid of tearing it off.

William's eyebrows raised, the style of this cloak was somewhat familiar, like the standard cloak of the palace guards, he also had one. However, before the two of them left the royal capital, he gave the cloak to Avril, if nothing else, it should be this one, but he didn't expect to keep it until now.

Judging by the arms exposed outside the cloak, Her Majesty the Queen should have been wearing a thin silk pajamas, wrapped in a cloak to keep out the cold. It was already a little cold in the night, and even though the candles were lit in the tent, her arms were still a little cold, but she still held the quill tightly, and was so engrossed in tracing something on the map that she didn't even notice that someone had broken in.

William watched silently as Her Majesty's long brown hair, which was slightly curled, was gently curled up by a simple hairpin, revealing her smooth and smooth forehead underneath.

Because of the lack of maids' service, and the fact that Her Majesty's hair was very rusty, a few strands of mischievous hair broke free and quietly hung down to block her view.

When William entered, Her Majesty the Queen was frowning slightly, trying to pull the escaped hair behind her ears, and the plain white and smooth palms and delicate ears were put together, with a strange charm under the cover of the hair.

The wind from the opening curtain disturbed the candle flame in the room, and in a flickering of light and shadow, Avril's body moved, and she raised her head and smiled at William full of surprise.

"William, you're back!"

MMD, isn't it just a haircut, what are you doing so emotionally?

William tilted his head slightly and didn't speak, feeling that he needed to restrain himself.

There's no way, the atmosphere is really a little too good now, plus Her Majesty the Queen is wearing a little less, if you don't control it, you'll have to think about how to adjust your position later.

Seeing that he did not respond to his words, but turned his head away, Her Majesty the Queen couldn't help but look dark, and after gently putting down the quill in her hand, she sighed resentfully, and took the initiative to change the subject.

Her Majesty held out her finger and tapped lightly on the map in the center of the table.

"William, what do you know about that man named Leonard?"

Hearing this, William's face showed a confident look. You are equivalent to asking Xueba 1+1, asking the chef for salt and sugar, and asking the driver's license plate number, which is completely a question for points.

Leonard: Well, I know too well.

From the length of each of his legs, to the type of girl he likes, to the messy quirks, I know them all, and if I don't know them all, I can call them all familiar.

Especially the length of a certain leg, nearly 10 million humans and about 300,000 aliens in the whole flange, as long as you have seen the gold coins he issued, you can basically deduce it, at least at this point in time, there will be no one who knows him better than me.

William nodded reservedly and said, "I know him better, I've been following him for a long time." ”

"Was it a long time ago......"

Avril nodded thoughtfully, her long, white fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop.

"Click, click, click"

Her Majesty looked up. "William, what do you think...... What kind of person is this man who killed his father with his own hands?"

William's eyelids lifted and replied without thinking, "Cruel, cunning, and insidious." ”

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and added another word.

"Crazy!"