Judging from the time Angelo sent the letter, it could have been known a few days earlier, as long as Kahlil recovered her fox form a few days earlier, so that the messenger could find her, but on the other hand, if she hadn't blown the wind that night, the messenger might not have been able to deliver it by now. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This summoned small animal relies on the breath to identify the target.,It's a bit similar to the reason that a dog is looking for a person.,But the breath is not a smell.,It's related to a person's magic and so on.,It's unlikely that the same person will appear.,The recognition rate is still reliable.。 Moreover, this creature itself is summoned by magic, and it is very sensitive to breath, and it can find its target from afar.

However, Angelo rummaged through his whole body and found a family coat of arms that had been left by Carlil, so he had to take a look at this thing to the summoned crow, and let it go to Carlil according to the residual breath on it, although this thing has been a little long, but the fox demon! And it is also a fox demon with strong magic, and the breath is much more obvious than that of ordinary people, and the crow looked at Angelo with a very helpless look, and flew away with the letter.

This action made Angelo look at the distant figure of the crow outside the window in a daze, and he couldn't imagine that he had been underground for decades, and even the summoned beast had this IQ.

The crow couldn't come up and say, hey, brother, the breath of this thing is not very good, can I not do this job, it had to remember this unique and somewhat vague breath and flew out honestly.

So Angelo naturally forgot that Karil was probably not in the state of a fox demon at home, otherwise he would still be able to think of his IQ that had not been reduced for decades underground.

But then again, even if Angelo thought about it, it didn't seem that there was anything with the original aura of Kaliel, so he could only use that family crest.

Fortunately, the delay in these days is actually relatively insignificant.

Time is too short, and some big things take too long to do, which makes Morton and Angus very helpless, and now every time Angus faces the king, ministers, and even nobles, there is a sense of powerlessness that I would have turned my heart to the bright moon and the bright moon shines on the ditch, like going up and opening their brains one by one to see what they are loading.

But after all, it can't be done, and there is no point in doing so.

So he could only helplessly look at each other with the nobles, with an attitude of treating each other as idiots, and the most painful part was that out of etiquette, while looking at each other like idiots, he also smiled at each other on the surface.

It's disgusting......

Angus has always felt so, he sometimes really envies Moulton's usual domineering style, he stinks to whomever he wants, he does things neatly and a little ruthlessly, and no one really dares to mess with him.

At this point, Angus has to feel that he is still a little younger, not tough enough, and not strong enough......

So when things developed to this, he really wanted to see if Moulton, who had been domineering at this juncture, could come up with any eye-catching, twisty, and life-changing plans to save the situation.

But this time Angus was a little disappointed, and after a long conversation that came over overnight, Angus also sensed Moulton's deep helplessness, not as Angus expected, adhering to the consistent and reliable style and doing something.

But after all, it is one person, and the two families together are not enough to really compete with the mad dogs of Sunderland, not to mention that there are a group of pig-like teammates on his side.

It feels like they obviously opened a game of 5V5 DotA or LOL, but when they started fighting, they found that the other three people on their side were all actors, and the whole situation was a 2V8 rhythm, no matter how strong it was, it was the intention to kill the thief and not be able to return to the sky, and the pit, it might not be as good as the other three who were disconnected, maybe it would be smoother.

"How's the army doing now?"

Angus asked.

There were a few bright crystal lamps in Moulton's study, which lit the room as if it would make people feel a little more at ease.

"I think the gods still took time out of their busy schedules to take care of Skalloa, although the Bernard family did a lot of bad things, and the army was not bad, but it was worth a battle." Morton was a little surprised why Angus suddenly asked a question that should have been clear in all senses: "One soldier will be a nest of bears." ”

"No, I mean......" Angus adjusted his wording: "Hmm...... How to say, attitude? ”

"Attitude?" Morton laughed: "If you don't protect your family and defend the country, can you still call a soldier?" They were still a bit bloody, and if they weren't for being dragged into the hands of a group of nobles who played with power, they would probably be much better than they are now. ”

It was probably the best news Angus had heard tonight, and even Moulton couldn't help but think that Angus wanted to hear some good news.

There was a bitter dullness in the room, and neither of them spoke, or rather, there was nothing to say at all.

"Let's go back today, and tomorrow we will pull everyone up and discuss it again, everything is not going well, everything is really not going well"

After Morton finished speaking, he muttered a few words, put away his quill, stood up, and rubbed his temples vigorously.

"Alright then, good night."

There was nothing to say, and Angus left Moulton's study without proper courtesy.

Now he was in no mood to do such trivial things, and Morton was obviously not in the mood to pursue it.

Although they both went to bed later than Carlil, when Carlil woke up the next day, they were already sitting together in the dining room for morning tea.

Both of them looked a little tired, and they looked like they hadn't slept well all night.

In contrast, Carlil didn't have the heart to get up after a comfortable sleep, and reluctantly got out of bed before getting up, as if this was her last chance to lie in bed, and only got up from the bed when she couldn't lie down anymore.

"Is there any better news to tell? Oh well, or, not so bad. ”

Kahlil pushed the door open and said loudly.

The two doors of the dining room almost slammed left and right on the wall, but fortunately they were quickly stopped by the maids on both sides.

"Why, didn't you bring Honglian and that Oriental man today?"

Angus took a bite of the bread and said something inconsequential with a tired expression.

"I'm not in the mood to call them, let's talk about some reliable questions," Karil sat down at the table with a big grin, and the maid came over and put down the various snacks.

"You want to hear the good news?" Angus said.

"Of course" Karil didn't move her snacks, and poured herself two cups of black tea first.

"I have bad news and good news, which would you like to hear first?"

Angus asked.

"Oh, I can't imagine it...... Let's start with the bad news. ”

Kahlil was a little surprised, she didn't think things would get any better......

"Bad news is no good news." Angus said.

Kahlil almost squirted out the black tea.

"The good news?"

"The good news is that it's not too bad."

Angus said seriously, not joking at all.

"Fuck off......" Carlil wanted to slap the teacup in Angus's face like this, "But I'm in the mood to joke, maybe it's not too bad." ”

"Well, I guess it can't be any worse."

Hearing Angus's answer, Karil suddenly felt that Angus seemed to be relaxed, and it was a bit of a broken jar in it.

"Well, then give me some bad news," said Karil, who put down her teacup and prepared to enter a state of listening to the story, then hesitated for a few seconds before changing her words, "Forget it, let's talk about the not-so-bad news first, and let me last a few more seconds in the good morning." ”

Angus looked at Kahlil and raised his eyebrows, then said, "Well, there's one for that." ”

"That's a lot."

"Three days later, the annual Winter Ball will begin, and the venue will be in the royal city, and regardless of the group of people present, the snacks provided at the ball will still be very good."

Angus said.

Although he thought it would be foolish to have a ball at this time, even if it was a tradition for many years...... But think about it, maybe it's the Last Supper, that's all.

"Well, that's good news relatively - can I not participate?"

Kaliel shoved a puff into her mouth, and the sweet cream quickly squeezed into her mouth.

"No, you can't."

It was Moulton who answered, glaring at Carlil as he spoke, not bothering to explain anything.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know."

Kahlil nodded, she was really interested in this, food was a good temptation, but the heavy restraint of etiquette was a flood of beasts.

But as the eldest lady of the Andris family, it was okay if she wasn't at home before, and if she doesn't go at home now, it tastes a little provocative.

"And what about the bad news? I want a change of flavor now. She glanced at Angus and motioned for him to continue with the conversation.

After thinking about facing the group of nobles around her, and some aristocratic young men of the same grade as herself, Kaliel thought of the chaotic nobles who had read countless literary works before, which made her lose her appetite. And in essence, Kaliel was much older than the rest of the group......

"There's a lot of bad news, but it's not hopeless, and we'll have a chance." Angus replied.

"Isn't it that people who haven't slept well at night will look more erratic the next day" Kahlil glared at him: "Let's get to the point." ”

"Well, it's simple," Angus shrugged, "it's nothing more than a matter of how we, a bare-handed farmer, can defeat a group of heavily armored knights." ”

This is the problem...... It's simple, you're looking at it!

Kahlil let out a disgruntled exhale from her nose. (To be continued.) )