After attending Salika Jonah's coronation, Byrne's army, which had just rested for a short time, was once again assembled and ready to go.

It's just that this time they're not going to get ready to go on a journey, they're going home.

After the midnight raid, the rescue of the Thousand Tent City, the siege of the sand dunes, and the siege of the Silver Helmet Mountain...... After a most unimaginable battle with the remnants of the Boi army in the Great Green Sea, this tired army with heavy casualties was finally able to set foot on its way home.

It's still the end of summer when I set out, and it's already winter approaching when I return home... Many of the Byrne warriors felt heavy when they thought of this.

Especially the counts from the thirteenth lord of Byrne were even more emotional.

Among them, especially the younger generation, they were actually quite unconvinced when they crowned Loren, but they were too lucky to meet this once-in-a-century opportunity, and they could have done better with their surname Turin.

But now... At least everyone involved in the final battle, neither Byrne nor Boe, nor the dwarves, could erase the figure that had leapt from the dragon's back from their minds.

When the scene that originally existed only in legends appeared in front of us truthfully, it would only be more dazzling and unforgettable than the legends.

Defeat the centaurs and capture Silverhelm Mountain... Even if they were not convinced, they could imagine the level of Loren's prestige in the Duchy when he returned to Byrne, who were eager to pursue heroes, and swore allegiance to him as a knight blessed by the Valkyries and the Holy Cross.

At the sound of an order, thousands of knights will gather under his banner from all sides of Byrne to fight for him!

This is the Byrin, they aspire to be heroes, they are more enthusiastic about following heroes, and if they are given a goal, they will be willing to give even if it is the last drop of blood from the flu.

"This is leaving?"

Leaning on the handrail of the stairs, Brandon glanced at the people who were still in the main hall: "I thought you would wait until the winter to go back, maybe you were too rushed." ”

"We've only been meeting for a short time, and there's a lot more to talk to you about. ”

With a chuckle, Loren sighed.

"The war is over, and we have no reason to stay in Poi... Even if I don't leave, it won't take a few days for the Heavenly Dome Palace to send a messenger to urge, which will be passive. The black-haired wizard said lightly:

"What's more, Boi, who has suffered heavy losses, is also short of supplies at the moment, and it will be very difficult to ensure that he still has 50,000 troops to supply you;

Hearing this explanation, Brandon shook his head with a look of disbelief: "I think as long as you are willing to agree, our heroic and charming Grand Duke Boe, even if the Boe people are hungry, will do everything to keep you!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows with a wicked smile on his face, and desperately "suggested" his index finger against his lower lip.

The black-haired wizard, who had been silent for a minute, kept taking deep breaths, holding back the urge to go up and beat him up, so as to avoid the big news of "Duke Byrne's intimate communication with His Royal Highness the Prince at the Boi court......

"Don't worry, I don't need you to teach me what to do, I'll try to keep that little girl from bullying her. ”

The corners of his mouth slowly raised a slight arc, and Brandon's gaze was very sharp: "Encircling Boi means encircling more than seventy percent of the empire's war horse sources, as well as hundreds of thousands of reserve light cavalry; ”

"After all, he can't afford to split the empire and the principalities fight. ”

The black-haired wizard shrugged.

"So you can go back with peace of mind and don't have to worry about anything. His Royal Highness's eyes rolled with a straight line: "During the time I am with Miss Salica, I will ask Milasis to turn all your 'challengers' into non-combustible garbage, and promise to leave you with a worried and anxious Grand Duke of Boi!"

"......" Loren Turin.

"Of course, given that one of my wizard advisors, Your Excellency, took advantage of my 'work' to take advantage of me without my permission, and I can hardly make sure that I don't develop some kind of hatred and use my spare time to discuss art, philosophy, and life with the Duke of Boi... Develop a higher level of relationships to satisfy your own desire for revenge. ”

Brandon spread his hands "helplessly" and smiled slyly: "So life... It's so full of uncertainty. ”

With that, he glanced deliberately into the door behind him, patted Loren on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Sighing, Loren shifted his gaze from him to the approacher.

Or rather, two.

"Why is our Duke of Byrne still standing here, and there is no one to entertain you?"

A smiling Salika walked over, her right arm still hooked Ain's neck, and the little wizard with a flushed face was dragged around as if she had lost her soul.

"Alas, it's only been a day, it's almost better?" stared at the corners of the black-haired wizard's mouth at a glance, and the flowned girl's face was full of disappointment: "Really, I knew I was working harder!"

If you push harder, you're going to bite your whole mouth off!

With a smile on his face, the black-haired wizard didn't say anything.

"Forget it, for the sake of your injury, I'll let you go this time... I'll have to talk to His Royal Highness the prince from the capital. ”

Before Al Yin could react, Salika, who was smiling evilly, suddenly turned around, pushed her hands behind her back, and the little wizard who screamed in surprise "pounced" into Loren's arms.

By the time the two turned back, the giggling Salika had long since disappeared, probably to rectify a certain royal highness who was still unaware.

Well, they're going to get along, definitely.

"That, Loren......"

The little wizard who hurriedly got up said with some hesitation: "I want to trouble you with something." ”

"Master Haringvan Ashmai, he was seriously injured in the battle of Chakar, and it is difficult for him to recover from the conditions of the Thousand Hordes, so I would like to invite him to the Red Blood Castle for a while......"

"No problem. ”

"Huh?" said the little wizard's expression in surprise.

"What's the matter, there's nothing to hesitate about this kind of thing. Loren smiled and asked, "Or do you think I won't say yes?"

"No, I just thought you'd be embarrassed, after all, he was the wizard advisor of the Grand Duke of Boi, and ......" The little wizard who wanted to say something stopped talking, and the corners of his mouth curled up lightly:

"It's nothing, as long as you're willing to say yes, I'll be happy. ”

Loren didn't say anything, just nodded.

He knew that Ain's reasons were more than that, and I was afraid that it had something to do with Chakar's battle... Although I can't guess how Master Ashamai did it, judging from the void reaction on his body at that time and the injuries after the battle, the valve was definitely opened.

Master Corona once mentioned that as a self that is completely integrated with void and matter, as long as there is no sudden death on the spot using the valve, there will be a period of weakness at most, and the body can naturally return to a state of balance.

But for ordinary wizards, the damage caused by every opening of the valve is permanent and irreversible.

Because of this, Loren didn't want the little wizard to come into contact with this, but... If this was what she wanted to do, Loren wouldn't interfere either.

"Loren. Al Yin spoke again, with a thick concern in her voice: "I ......"

"It is an honor for all of us to invite Master Ashamai to Crimson Castle. Loren smiled and interrupted her with a wave of his hand: "Don't worry, Salika will leave it to me, you only need to ......"

"No, it's not Master Ashamai's business!"

"It's Lusen, his injuries haven't gotten better. The little wizard subconsciously looked around, and said cautiously:

"To be precise... It's like being drained of energy, and I'm still in a semi-comatose state, just, and ......."

She didn't finish.

But Loren already knew.

Yes, it's the same as the one who opened the valve after the last battle with the Valkyrie.

It seems that even the power obtained from the hands of the evil god cannot be without any price, not to mention... Or someone who is keen to make others owe him a favor.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine. Sighing lightly, Loren calmly pressed the little wizard's shoulder: "It's just that I just experienced such a tragic battle, and I need to rest for a while." ”

It didn't take long for him to get back on his feet again. The black-haired wizard replied with certainty.

Hurt like that, just... Need a break?

Even though Ai Yin still had doubts in his heart, he could only nod in the face of Loren's firm gaze and leave with a reluctant smile.

The two who had a tacit understanding did not finish all their words in the end, and kept the last distance from each other.

It wasn't until the little wizard had gone far that Loren slowly left the main hall and walked towards the door of the Duke's castle, where Count Eckert, with his hands behind his back and a steady expression, had been waiting for him for a long time.

Before the black-haired wizard could get closer, his calm rock-like gaze had already turned to him, and his humble bow was slightly bowed, and he was a little more intimate and easy-going than before.

"The army has been assembled and can go at any time. Eckert said in a deep voice: "Everyone is making the final preparations - mainly the bones of the dead, because many of them have been lost on the battlefield, so they can only be buried outside the city for the priests to hold a funeral for them." ”

Loren was silent: "How much time?"

"Almost half a day. ”

"Then inform the whole army, that we will depart before evening. Loren said softly: "If you bury the body, try to be as willing as possible, if you really insist on bringing the bones back to your hometown... Let's see if our baggage team can spare some wagons. ”

Ike nodded.

"Duke, are you really going to do this?" the Count of Fort Fury, who was about to speak, spoke, with a hint of worry in his eyes:

"You should be aware of the consequences of that letter... How many people will see you as a thorn in their side. ”

"I know. Loren replied calmly:

"But I still have to, or the Empire won't be able to recognize what kind of threat we face... Eckert, you saw that too. ”

The Earl of Fort Fury raised an eyebrow.

"This time we were lucky, first the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain, then the Boi army of Duke Varna... But what if next time it's Byrne's turn, what if next time we're going to face this enemy alone?"

"Byrne, will it also end up with Silverhelm Mountain and Boe... Are we going to expect a dragon to come to the rescue every time?"

Sensing that the atmosphere was a little depressing, the black-haired wizard who breathed a sigh of relief shrugged his shoulders jokingly: "What's more, if something so big happens, whether it's the Heavenly Dome Palace or the church, there won't be any energy to trouble us in the matter of the dwarves in Silverhelm Mountain." ”

"In this way, we don't have to be reprimanded twice for two things, and we can fulfill our promise to the dwarves of Silverhelm Mountain to carve out a small autonomous area for them in Byrne, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds. ”

The silent Eckert was speechless, or rather he wasn't going to refute anything.

"I just want to remind you that when faced with an immediate threat, never forget the blade that comes from behind. Eckert said slowly: "Roland Turin has fallen in the Broken Mountain Fortress, but the weapons that killed him are not only the minions of the evil god, but also the Heavenly Dome Palace, the church... And us. ”

The black-haired wizard looked sideways, but when he saw the Count of Fury Castle who raised his head, his expression was very dark.

"I've thought a million times that if we could understand the Duke a little bit back then, if we could really know what he's doing, maybe... Byrne will not fall for a hundred years and be divided for a hundred years. ”

"But the truth is that we adore him, but we don't understand what he wants to do, and the end of the Black Duke must not be repeated in Byrne. ”

"It's because we don't understand him, we don't understand the significance of what he's going to do. Eckert bowed his head and said in a low voice: "And he never pushes it, even if he is alone... He still set out on his way to Broken Mountain. ”

"Because only he knows best in his heart that there are some things that he must go, and that he is destined not to be understood by others... Even so, he did it. ”

"Duke, that's why we're so supportive of you, whatever legendary and inhuman things you want to do, whatever great aspirations you have......"

Eckert's expression was very indifferent, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Byrne, always behind you." ”

"Not to mention, you have proved it with your great martial arts, as well as your words and deeds......"

"You're not the same as Roland Turin. ”

His expression seemed to be full of emotion, and with a bit of relaxed pleasure

Loren, who didn't know what to say, could only look at the Duke's castle in the distance:

"Look at it a few more times before leaving, Eckert, the war is over, and we probably won't have a chance to come back again. ”

"Yes, I think you'll be back someday. Taking a deep breath, the Count of Fort Fury, whose eyes flashed, said slowly:

"Battlefields, enemies, adventures, life-and-death battles... At best, you're just leaving temporarily. ”