"It seems like it's been a long time since we've sat down and eaten together like this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

It was Morton who spoke, and the location was in Pooren, which had been occupied for a while.

The place had already been secured, and the defensive ring had spread outwards to some of the surrounding cities, and it was now very difficult to retake it.

"It doesn't matter, in the future, there will be as many opportunities as there are, as long as we solve the troubles in front of us."

A small dining table, set in a small room in the castle in the center of Purniden, has no windows and is lit with candles all around. On both sides of the table by Moulton and Angus.

Since the capture of Purniden, the affairs of these two fellows have never ended, and there has not even been a little time to rest, and Angus broke out of Purniden with his men and horses on the third day, pushing the defensive line outwards and adding some necessary depth of defense.

And then since then, all kinds of war situations have been constantly delaying the movements of the two, and the whole army is very busy, if it is not for the timely arrival of supplies and reinforcements in the rear, I am afraid that Purniden himself will have to suffer some trouble if he wants to stabilize.

However, this potential trouble quickly dissipated, and before it arrived, reinforcements and supplies arrived in Purniden in time, establishing a solid supply line.

On the other hand, there is a guy who is helping his group in the shadows.

It is impossible to expect one person to win a war, but there is still a chance for one person to influence the movement of a battle, not to mention that this person actually led a group of assassins from the Assassin League to form an invincible team of killers.

The killer squad led by the Sword Emperor, as well as the intelligence support of the Assassin Alliance, is really terrifying to think about. The wonderful thing is that such a sharp blade is on its own side. Or to be precise, in Caryl's hands.

"Hard ......work," Morton maintained his usual calm and steady appearance, and nodded to Angus. It's a good guy who takes his troops all the way out to fight in the north and south, and he always has to pay more than he does in the rear, and there is nothing to say about these two sentences.

"You're welcome, I haven't seen you for three days, and I didn't expect you to start being polite, it's a little strange."

Angus shook his head, and the knife and fork in his hand did not stop, although he used to eat relatively quickly, and now he has developed the habit of racing against time after fighting all the way, even if it is now in a relatively safe place - as long as the war is not over now.

But speaking of which, the other reason is that he hasn't eaten anything he can eat in months...... You can't expect the military rations to taste good, this stuff can fill the stomach is already the greatest satisfaction, how can there be time to make such extravagant food. Of course, it's not the same at home now, Purniden is a fortress that belongs to Scaloa.

"Hmm......" The corners of Moulton's mouth lifted slightly, and he thought for a moment: "Probably, because you have changed a lot." ”

Angus can also be regarded as having experienced a period of war, and is more calm than before, although he is actually more sharp, but these are well hidden by him, and only his acquaintances can peek into it.

The armor he was wearing had been taken off when he entered the room, and it was placed outside the room, and the servants had already taken care of the whole suit of armor during the meal between the two of them, and even the scratches on it looked full of power, and it would not be dusted by the momentum of the whole suit at all. Thinking about it, Angus must be much more powerful than before.

Angus slowed down the movement of his hand, deliberately stopped the knife and said, "I know what you are thinking, sometimes I see myself in the mirror, and I imagine it that way." ”

"What do you think?" Morton asked with a smile.

"Grind, the grind of war, this is his medal for a man" Angus is a little proud, after all, his results in the battle are not bad, not particularly proud, but he can also take it, and he will not be ashamed at all.

"Well, then what."

"But for a woman, this is not a suitable ornament" Angus chuckled: "When you see me, you think of your daughter, and imagine how much effort and trouble she has also put in during this time, which is not what a noble girl should do, and if she leaves regrets for helping us win the war, I think for you, victory will lose its original meaning." ”

That's why you've been looking at me with such a sigh from the beginning, right?

Angus has always held an attitude of being on an equal footing with Moulton, although he is an out-and-out junior in terms of aristocratic status, but then he is the one who wants to be crowned king, and it is never possible to maintain a low-key attitude, a king should have the appearance of a king, not requiring how to be sharp, but always not low.

"What an accurate guess, well, you won." Moulton shook his neatly groomed mustache, and then readily admitted Angus's words: "I've been wondering if I should pull that little guy back, she's done enough." War ......"

“…… Not a woman's duty? ”

"Yes," Morton said, picking up the red wine, but stopped again, "But no one can deny her help, it's just that she shouldn't have been involved in it." ”

In general, there is nothing about women in the war of this era, which is also easy to understand, after all, there are always some differences in combat effectiveness, there is nothing to blame, everyone has a different division of labor, and war does not fall within the scope of women's responsibility.

"Let's eat first, and then we'll go up and talk after eating." Morton sighed and urged.

The atmosphere was a little dreary all of a sudden, and it was a dereliction of duty for the two of them to need Karil's help, and it was a very unpleasant experience for them to not do what they were supposed to do well. What's more, Carlil is a special person, both to Morton and to Angus.

Leaving Carlil running around alone was clearly not the result they wanted to see.

With Moulton's urging, the pace of dinner suddenly sped up a lot, and this speed made Angus feel more comfortable, much more comfortable than the slower and leisurely appearance just now.

Then it was in the upstairs hall to meet again, without the influence of dinner, which was a small meeting between the two of them.

"The Holy See has agreed to unite?" Angus pushed the door in, and Morton was already sitting in the room, where large and small files, documents, and letters were piled up in the room, and in the middle there was a huge sand table, which roughly reproduced the topography of a large area around Purniden, and inserted many markers to indicate the current state of the war.

"Of course," Morton was a little happy, but soon couldn't laugh a little, "They negotiated an alliance with that little fellow, and were willing to officially join our camp and provide direct support against the Sunderland army. ”

"So, what's the problem?" Angus didn't ask much nonsense, and Moulton's expression of being happy and unable to laugh made it clear that there was a follow-up to this matter, not as simple as it seemed to be.

But Morton ignored him, but stood up and stood beside the sand table, pointed to the border of the Sunderland garrison some distance away from Poorneden, and asked: "The south has been annexed by Sunderland, and there is no longer any force that can stop them from the south of the front line to the Gulf of Kgroy - the strategic center is about to point directly at us." ”

Angus has been running around the front line, and the battle situation on the front line is well understood, but the understanding and judgment of the overall situation are far less accurate and timely than Moulton, which makes him have little room for discussion, and can only wait for Moulton to finish what he wants to say first.

"In contrast, our control over the surrounding area is far less complete than that of Sunderland, which makes it easy for us to have problems on the front line," Morton scratched an area with his fingers: "It's like loose sand." ”

"I see what you mean," Angus interrupted, urging Morton to say something more important, "And then, are you going to tell me that after Carlil made an alliance with the Holy See, the Holy See wanted you to make a deal?" ”

"Yes......" Morton let out a long sigh of relief, "a very interesting deal." ”

The alliance of the Holy See belongs to the alliance, but it is not subordinate to Skalloa, so although it is a bit unkind to propose communication at this time, it is really not anything to blame.

"The Holy See directly helped Scarloa to annex the surrounding countries and unify the North," Morton whispered, like a huge cake in front of him: "With the influence of the Holy See, if we intend to do so, the unification ......of the North will be a matter of course."

"But?" Angus continued quietly.

As long as there is a but, everything can go to the worst.

"But the condition they put forward is that the Holy See of Light will officially enter Scaloa, which means that after the end of the war, the Church of Light will become the national religion of Scaloa."

For a national leader, this is not a matter of jokes, and the impact of religion is not something that can be explained in one or two sentences.

Angus's brows furrowed suddenly: "Sure enough, it's an interesting deal." ”

Although the consequences of religious intervention are unpredictable, the benefits offered by the Holy See are also difficult to refuse......

"What do you think about this now?" Angus left the sandbox and sat down in a chair at his desk by the wall, ready to have a long discussion with Morton on the subject.

"We need to have a deeper understanding of the Church of Light. In fact, I've just discovered that there are many things that hide secrets that we don't know. ”

Morton walked over and tidied up the messy desk without moving, pressing a report that had been placed on top of the stack at the bottom of a stack of papers.

The report was stamped with the dagger seal unique to League of Assassins reports, and on the cover there were three small words hastily written on the synopsis.

Astrology Pavilion. (To be continued.) )