Chapter 390: A Guest Comes from Far Away
"Small card. The lord beckoned Carlos, who was busy teaching magic, "Can you take all the priests to hide in the twilight forest now, so as not to show your stuffing." ”
He didn't want outsiders to find out that there were thousands of people in the High Mountain Castle with weak elemental fluctuations on their bodies, it would be too scary.
"Yes, sir. Carlos quickly threw down his whip and shouted at the instructors, "Assemble them." ”
The instructors, who had long been accustomed to orders and prohibitions, went down further, and the order that had taken the whole morning to establish collapsed in an instant.
A handful of former Alpine Fort militia were able to find their instructors and show a bit of discipline.
More don't know what's going on, and they don't have the slightest sense of being a soldier. They discussed with each other very eagerly, and even chased each other while they were in chaos, and the school field was so noisy that it was like 10,000 chickens crowing at the same time.
In a sea of small people, a few tall instructors are like a few cranes in a flock of chickens. They watched in amazement as the results of their training vanished, and their expressions grew to despair.
Richard and Seedorf looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.
Compared to the warlike races with a natural sense of honor, the Rabbit and Goatman vassals are more accustomed to having some fun at any time, especially those who have just arrived from the Wild Omen.
I have to admit that even with the blessing of the system, it is very difficult to train them to look like a long way.
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From the royal capital of Flis, he turned to Coron, and then continued his trek through the wilderness for three days to reach his destination.
The journey is long and arduous, but it is still secondary. The real headache is that the task of this trip is so heavy that Prince Schmidt is full of doubts, and he can't make it easy.
But when the journey was finally complete, the carriage stopped and rested for a while. Everything that catches his eye still makes him admire.
As the eye stretches along the dirt road hidden in the grass, the ant-like workers are busy, lifting stones with the help of huge levers to build a majestic wall up to 20 blades. At present, less than a quarter of the time has been completed, and it is far from being closed, but there is already a glimpse of some grandeur.
The castle seems to have only been completed, and there is no trace of the wind and rain. Perched on the only vantage point within a radius of tens of miles, it is like a silent guard, overlooking the large residential area that surrounds the hills.
It's evening, and the setting sun gilds everything with a magnificent shade of red, and softens everything.
The clear water of the river also seems to be attached to the people, and here it makes a slight bend. A large area of calm and open water has been formed, which has become an ideal place for reeds.
The slender elven girl propped up the canopy boat and walked through it, occasionally bending down to pick up a few green and white duck eggs.
They were laughing and making trouble, as if they were people in a painting.
Accustomed to seeing the unchanging barrenness of the wilderness, when I saw this prosperous scene, my first reaction was to be moved.
The land here also seems to be much more fertile than elsewhere in the wilderness, and clumps of bitter thorns are blooming everywhere. When the breeze blows, the faint fragrance is like silk and wisps, moisturizing things silently.
Prince Schmidt had never drunk, but he felt as if he was drunk.
"Beautiful place, plucking that soft string in my heart. He couldn't help but ask, "Is this really a mountain fort?"
He had seen the records of the Noble Garden, and it was recorded that there was originally only a two-story wooden building here. It would be surprising to say that all changes have taken place in just a few years.
There is already a prototype of a city here.
"Of course, welcome to Alpine Castle, my dear prince. "Richard is a solid bear hug.
Prince Schmidt is also an old acquaintance of Alpine Castle, who had a relationship in the holy city of Vatis, and his responsibility and mind are impressive.
"Richard, please forgive me for being too direct. The noble-born royal family spoke very kindly, "The information you sent has been received by the court a long time ago, but it is too involved and has to send someone to verify it, so I came." ”
Prince Schmidt was a Pompeian heavyweight, and Sagret played the role of right-hand man while he was still in power.
"Of course I understand. The lord laughed, "We've already prepared a banquet for you, so let's fill your stomach first." ”
At this moment, a group of Anemo winged dragoons was taking advantage of the last bit of afterglow to land, rolling up the wind and blowing dust.
"What kind of wyvern is this, how come I've never seen one?" the prince took a deep breath, his eyes faintly waving.
Probably because he served in the cavalry as a young man, he was known for his penchant for good horses and all kinds of rare mounts.
"A kind of ice field wyvern, I sent someone to catch it when it went south for the winter, and it was just used to form an air cavalry. ”
"It must be very difficult to trap such a giant beast, right?"
"It didn't take much trouble to erect a huge basket out of logs, and then lay some beef and mutton underneath it, and the hunter took the rope and lay in ambush. "When the dragons come down to eat meat, they pull the rope and tie them in a basket." ”
"That's how big a basket is!" Prince Schmidt sighed as he looked at the wyverns with a conservative wingspan of more than ten blades.
"......," Richard nodded matter-of-factly, "it's big, it's big, it's big!"
"The little pioneer leader dares to form an air cavalry, this is completely overstepped!" said a thin old man with gray hair and bald spots behind Prince Schmidt, and his strong bad breath almost knocked Richard on his head.
"The Alpine Fort should be disbanded immediately and all Wyvern mounts handed over to the military headquarters. ”
"Are you?" asked the lord politely, turning sideways.
"Frost, Marquis Frost. "This thing is puffed out, and it is clearly proud.
"Frost......" Richard nodded pretendly, then changed the subject, "I haven't heard of it." ”
"Richard, why are you like this. Anne was dressed in a royal blue evening dress today, covering her mouth and snickering and gently slapped him on the arm, "The Frost family is the offspring of famous heroes. ”
"Oh, heroic offspring. A sneer erupted from the lord's nose, and there was no more ** naked writing in his eyes - you are also worthy?
"You!" Marquis Frost almost couldn't help but have a seizure.
"It was an old rule in Nero's time to prohibit the local nobility from establishing air cavalry, and we in Pompeii did not inherit it, let alone overstep it. Prince Schmidt interrupted him, "The banquet is about to begin, and I can't help but want to try the famous specialties of Alpine Castle, how about you, Lord Frost?"
"Hahaha, just kidding, don't care. Richard winced his eyes at the dry old man with a blue and white face, "It's not too early, please come with me, gentlemen." ”