"How are you?!"

"Why can't it be me?!"

Salika, who was carrying a knife at her waist, asked with a big grin, and when she saw the consternation on Loren's face, she was still a little unhappy: "The lord of Ben Da Boi personally commands the hussars for you, does the honorable Lord Byrne still have an opinion?"

"No opinion, but ......" Loren paused for a moment: "Your army... And what about the herdsmen of the Big Bowie who came with you?"

"What else can I do?" the girl "Huh!", the long knife was unsheathed, and unceremoniously threw it to the Earl of Eckert on the side:

"The young and strong are all left in the Thousand Tent City, helping the little young master Belo to defend the city, and the old and weak are all sent to Little Boi to lead them, and let the people of the Varna family raise them - this is what we did in the last Centaur War, and it is not the first time. ”

"And what about your army?" Gently putting the saber aside, Eckert wasted no time in asking, "Remember correctly, I'm afraid that there are no less than 50,000 hussars with you, right?"

"Except for the two thousand silver-armored horsemen and the three thousand elites of our Jonah family, the rest will be handed over to the old immortal of Varna. ”

Looking at the stunned few people, Salika shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "Anyway, with him, I don't need to bother to care about these people, so I save a lot of thought." ”

"Besides, do you think that old thing wants to see me make trouble for him in his barracks? I'm afraid he would like me to come to you, just out of sight and out of mind!"

He glanced at Axt, who looked expressionless and "innocent", and Count Angit, who was even more surprised than himself, and his jaw was about to drop to the ground, and Loren stared at Salika Jonah who looked up in disbelief and glared at him unceremoniously.

If he hadn't known that she was a woman, he would have almost thought that the person standing here was Brandon de Salion.

The same no taboos, the same freewheeling, full of cunning and cunning thoughts, and the same ambition;

The only difference may be that Brandon is better at disguising than she is, and she is not so direct and... Full of violent tendencies.

Looking at the pair of increasingly impatient, wolf-like pupils, the eyes burned.

"Last question......" After a moment's hesitation, Loren asked cautiously, "Surrender all your troops to the Grand Duke of Varna, and you are not worried that he will take the opportunity to eat your Great Boi Lord's people?"

This is the most perplexing question for Loren - he didn't worry about handing over the reserve army to the Duke of Varna, because these people's families and land were in Byrne, but the horseback people of the two major territories of Boi lived in the same big green sea!

"Uh... That's what you want to ask?" Salika tilted her head and stared at him with a "Are you brainless" expression, sighing and scratching her head:

"Well, not to mention that the Great Boi Leader is already finished, if he really wants to do this, I don't have any good way to keep his subordinates, after all, this old thing is still the Grand Duke of Boi.

But if he did, Varna and the Jonah family would never die, and the old man would not be afraid if he was still in the prime of life, but he was already old, and the next Grand Duke of Boi would be me, Salica of the Jonahs.

If he hadn't worried that he would kick his legs, the young master Bello, who had inherited the Varna family, would be killed by me... Well, whatever!"

Looking at the smug girl, the three of them once again showed a dumbfounded expression.

Such a direct, no-turned, reply is really... It's good and powerful.

"Stop talking nonsense... Hurry up!" Salika was completely impatient: "Let me be your deputy, promise to obey orders but never send you to death - promise or not, just say it!"

Loren looked up and glanced at the other two, Eckert bowed slightly, and Count Angot tugged at the corners of his mouth, a little reluctantly agreeing.

That's right, Salika Jonah is willing to join actually... It was an "unexpected surprise".

And not just as the most scarce hussar commander of the Byrne Army... At the very least, she is the lord of the Great Wave Lord, and she must know every grassland and every river in the Great Green Sea east of the Thousand Tent City.

The question of how much influence a guide who knows the geography and conditions of the place can have on an alien army is a question that needs no explanation.

Now that the Great Bowie has been completely overrun by the centaurs, it is full of raiding and sweeping enemies... Salika's willingness to join her was far more than a cavalry commander and guide combined.

In addition, there is a more obscure reason, and that is the status of Salika Jonah as the heir to the next Grand Duke of Boi.

Much of Byrne's power and prestige in the empire was due to the strong support of the Duchy of Boy, so it was more urgent to win over Salika as a potential ally than to get on good terms with the Grand Duke of Varna.

And the other party "took the initiative" to send it to the door, obviously knowing these things better than herself, and besides, since she took the initiative to help, obviously she had no reason to refuse.

"Since you are willing, then we don't have any opinion either. ”

With a formulaic smile, Loren stretched out his friendly right hand to the girl: "It's not just my honor to have your help, it's all Byrne!"

"Help you, who said it was to help you?"

Salika suddenly snorted, her expression reluctant: "If it weren't for my little cutie Ain Rand on your side, the ghost would have paid attention to you!"

"Then again, you've never been touched by such a cutie all day long? I know wizards are all men, but... No one has to be male and male... Right?"

"Huh?" the black-haired wizard's expression froze.

To what?

"Of course, if you want to marry me... It's not impossible to consider. The corners of Salika's mouth furled, and she grabbed Loren's right hand and didn't let go:

"When the time comes, Ain will be my angel, how about you as my lover... It's okay to be sneaky or open, whatever you want, no one dares to say anything anyway!"

"......" Loren Turin.

"Guys... It's almost time. ”

Ackert on the side suddenly coughed a few times very hard, and finally broke the embarrassing atmosphere: "If there is no problem, please start preparing." ”

"The nearest batch of baggage and reserves will arrive in Thousand Hordes in three days' time, and that's the time for us to start - before that, the legion can complete some basic training and tactical coordination... If all goes well. ”

Salika shrugged, retrieved the saber from Eckert's hand, and turned to leave.

Angette, who had a strange expression, looked back and forth at Loren and Salika a few times, as if he had suddenly thought of something, but he still chose to shut up under Eckert's silent gaze, and left the city wall "in a gray way".

Leaving only the Earl of Fury Castle, he still stood behind Loren and never left.

"Something?"

Loren asked without looking back.

"The information of the Red Blood Castle, sent by your servant, His Excellency Yod, the head of the United Chamber of Commerce. Eckert nodded solemnly:

"According to the arrangement made before you left, the three counts of Crimson Blood, Stormcastle and Rainbow Bridge will be the regent principality in the name of the Council of the Round Table - legally speaking, they are all your vassals, and their status and power should be the same. ”

"But now the situation is... Not really. Eckert hesitated, as if pondering his words: "The Round Table of Equal Co-governance is about to become Charlotte Turin's Round Table." ”

"Maybe it was tacit, maybe it was for a reason, but the other two earls never seemed to contradict her claims, and even consciously or unconsciously made her the heart of the council. ”

Loren glanced at Eckert in some surprise: "Do you think there is a problem?"

"No, I'm absolutely sure that Countess Charlotte won't betray you, but that will cause some confusion. The Count of Fort Fury shook his head, "When two 'Turin' are of equal prestige, who are the knights and the people of Byrne to trust?"

"What if this is just a small problem that can be solved, but what if some 'well-intentioned' person takes advantage of this situation - when there is a group of people who want to support Charlotte, she is rebelling against you... Or will you kill none of her supporters?"

Loren's face froze, and he stopped talking.

"It's just a proposal, Duke......" said Eckert solemnly.

"But I really think it's time for you to think about how to settle the issue of the ownership of the 'Red Blood Castle'. ”