There was a moment of silence in the chamber of the small castle of Entle.

"Is this a legend? Two humans so tall! The courtiers exploded in the middle of the pot, and many courtiers blinked at Stola, the wood elf messenger who had brought bad news.

"Old General, I heard that you have traveled almost the entire Talk continent, and even that barren land that no one dares to set foot in. Have you seen the kind of monster described by this fanged wood elf? George Landmark touched Hugh Frankenstein next to him with his elbow.

"Nope. I've seen lizardmen, and I have a deep enmity with them. Hugh Frankenstein was cautious about the subject, and after a brief reply, he kept silent.

The fine sand in the hourglass is slowly flowing into the glass sphere below. Ara's Duke Walker's right elbow rested on the armrest of the Duke's throne and lifted his chin, he looked at the Stola who visited him for a while, and then began to scan the ministers under the seat, and listened patiently to the discussion of the ministers without saying a word, and finally he still fixed his eyes on the old general Hugh Frankenstein's eagle nose that looked down on the mountain like the top of Santa Kana.

"Old General, I heard that you traveled to a forbidden land where we seldom set foot before you became the centurion of the red boar in Entre, and you should know much more about these evil creatures than we do." The meaning of Ella's Duke Walker's words was clear.

"Your Royal Highness, I remember that I said last time at the evaluation meeting at the turn of summer and autumn, that goblins are Mirazel's minions, and lizardmen are primitive creatures who live in that swamp, and they have always been well water and not river water, and there is almost nothing between them. As for the minotaur that this wood elf said, I have never heard of it. Since they have united as a large army and suddenly invaded the Gudebai region, we really need to take it seriously - because it is rather strange. "Hugh Frankenstein has risen from the ranks of courtiers, and the traces of time have allowed this 'goshawk cruising on Lake Santa Cana' to always find clues in the water and bushes.

"First give us a vicious hint that they killed Sword. Now it's a massive invasion of Gudebai. Duke Walker stretched out a finger and pointed to the air in front of him, as if there was some kind of message in the formless and colorless air, "It's not just that—those tall minotaurs, since we've never seen them, mean that there shouldn't be any conflicts of interest or hatred with our Trians. Did they invade the Gudebai region just to eliminate the centaur Gilberg? ”

"We Wood Elves believe that these evil creatures are merely using Goodbay as a starting point to attack both of us." Stola was a little nervous, he knew that the Trians would always put their interests first when they began to discuss the issue of conflicting interests, "His Majesty Sephil I, King of the Wood Elves, did not hesitate to send out the cavalry of the Forbidden Army, led by General Leglar, the general of Ervenia. Long live the friendship between allies. ”

"Mr. Stola's rhetoric is really edgy and flashy." Hugh Frankenstein sneered, his eagle eyes seemed to be reading the map in his mind that had faded from the erosion of time, "Your Majesty the Wood Elf King knows that once the Gudebai region falls, these evil creatures will definitely lead the war to Erwinia, so he took the lead in taking this step, in order to gain the reputation of an ally who is fully committed to aiding his allies, so as to kidnap us and take his chariot." ”

"Your Excellency the General will really use the heart of a needle to figure out the intentions of my king. Don't you know that war will spread like your kingdom of Limston too? Stola replied without backing down, "Once they capture Goodbay, it's not just us who will be threatened by war, but you. ”

"Jokes, Kingdom of Woodston? This is the Principality of Ella! One big truth after another, you wood elf's mouth should really be sewn with thread! I think the old general's words hit the nail on the head of the incident. George Landmark glared angrily and stood behind Hugh Frankenstein in support of the old general's remarks.

"A tax collector can discuss how to extract gold, silver coins from the hands of the common people. But for military strategy, I see that both nostrils are blocked, and you don't know anything, since Gudebai is a buffer zone between our two countries, once we lose this important place, both of us will be completely blocked, and these evil creatures can drive in wherever they want to fight without saying hello! "Stola didn't give an inch, and she didn't show any weakness.

"It doesn't look like you're a good Scout Captain either. Didn't you come to Entre without passing through the suspension road of the great river Lindisfak? All we need to do is cut the drawbridge with our sword and station a large army on the riverbank, these evil creatures will not be able to swim in the rushing river anyway. Hugh Frankenstein smiled contemptuously at Stola, turned to look at Duke Ella, then stroked his chest with one hand, saluted respectfully, and said slowly, "Your Highness, as far as we have obtained so far, one is a warning from these evil creatures, and then a full-scale invasion of Goodbay, they seem to be expressing an intention to us, literally that we had better not meddle in these affairs, or we will be in even greater trouble." And we should also keep an eye on Lake Santa Cana, because its tributaries lead to the fishing sea outside the Valley of the Knights of Jafen. ”

"My lord, I agree with the general. The trade between us and the Wood Elves is largely unprofitable. It is best not to take the initiative to provoke these troubles. Treasurer George Landmark chimed in.

"But it still hasn't solved a problem thrown by the Wood Elf King, and if he doesn't move, it will undoubtedly be tantamount to tearing up the covenant, and the price of doing so will be to plant the seeds of hatred for the Trians in the hearts of the Wood Elves and Gilberg." Duke Ella's eyebrows furrowed, as if he was suffering an indescribable torment in his heart, and then he did not say a word in a cold manner, just stared at the wood elf Stola at the bottom of the steps.

"You Trians are the ultimate in profit-seeking animals!" Stola's heart was roaring, but on the surface it was only an understatement, trying to hide his disappointment, so much so that he lowered his head and began to straighten the hem of his robe, looking a little too relaxed.

"Everybody is each other. The eltora fruit on the same tree should not be fatter and thinner than each other—neither big nor too big, nor too small. Duke Ella's Walker's brown eyes flashed with contempt, and unhappiness loomed on his face, "Mr. Stola, please don't forget, this is the heart of the Dukedom of Ella, my private castle and private mansion, not your 'Color' Phil' Titan Treehouse—even if I haven't been there, but I've heard of it, and I've heard of it, but the selfishness that seems to be casual and hidden there, even makes me ashamed of it. ”

"Oh, His Royal Highness the Duke is really well-informed, and even sitting on this magnificent throne can see the affairs of 500 miles away, which is admirable, I wonder if you also have insight into my thoughts when I Stola set out from Sepher? I guess it's about the same. I have suggested that the Earl should prepare a few beautiful women of the Wood Elves and a few yellow gold coins, so that I, a humble man, may bring them to your domain, Lord Ara, so that I can give them to you and the powerful nobles around you, so that we can meet the needs of our allies in the Highlands without having to write in handwriting. Stola's mood fell to the bottom, he secretly speculated that the call for help would soon come to naught, so he simply said this sourly, but before his words fell, his neck suddenly felt a cold, and when he came back to his senses, Hugh Frankenstein had already unsheathed his long sword, and with a wave of his backhand, the blade of the long sword was firmly pressed against his throat.

"If your mouth stench again, I'm going to make your blood splatter five steps on the spot." Hugh Frankenstein said in a sonorous voice, and then slowly turned his face, as if the thick killing intent on the old face gathered on the blade of the sword.

Stola was visibly trembling at the sudden threat, but her naturally drooping hands finally tightened.

Stola slowly raised her head, looked at the dome of Duke Walker's council chamber, then closed her eyes slightly, stepped forward, and shouted, "Kill me, you Trians will lose all your friends, come, since you want to kill the messenger of your ally, then move quickly!" Give me a good time. My brother is waving to me in Forrestal's arms! He's laughing, ah, that's not a smile, it's a mockery! Ha, laugh at you Trians for being mercenary, selfish! ”

"The idiom is really good! But I doubt you still have time to chew on the words in the next moment! Hugh Frankenstein's sword-gripping hand was bulging with veins, as if the blade was about to wipe a bloody streak on Stola's slender neck.

"Enough! Stop it! Old general! Put away your weapons! Duke Walker, who was sitting on the throne, could no longer sit still, he slapped the armrest of the throne and stood up, his figure looked like it had become taller, "The country of confrontation will not cut off the negotiating envoys, not to mention that the wood elves of Erwinia are friends of our Southern Trians in Mount Ella. Although this friend is a little stingy. ”

The chill on Stola's neck suddenly subsided, and he tentatively opened his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief, but this breath was not complete, "Why, won't you kill me?" ”

"You should feel lucky that you have met a benevolent Highness." Hugh Frakenstein's sword was put into its scabbard with a crisp thud.

"Insight is a good word, and the method you proposed before you set out is acceptable. We have our methods, Mr. Stola, and your bravery is indeed worthy of the admiration of all of us. You are methodical, and we need to be methodical, and all I can tell you now is that we will not break our covenant. So, please go back to the city inn to rest first, and we will give you a satisfactory answer tomorrow. Duke Walker waved his hand at Stola, motioning for him to step aside.

"It would be better so, Your Highness the Duke of the Trians, for I don't know how long the Centaurs of the Highlands and General Legral will be able to hold out on to the Iron Ore Ridge and the Highlands. I know that with their numbers alone, the force is absolutely weak. Excuse me, Your Highness the Duke, and I will visit again early tomorrow morning. Stola's apprehensive heart calmed down a little, and after saluting Duke Ella, he turned around and couldn't help but look out the window of the council chamber.

It was a few startled birds fluttering their wings and flying off into the distance in the falling night.

"Oh, it's night." Stola muttered, and several court servants walked by him, holding torches, and lit the torch that hung on the pillars in the chamber.

"If there is no hope, how can the light be ignited?" Thinking back to the words of Duke Walker of Ella, Stora muttered.