Duke Walker summoned Stola, the messenger of the wood elves who came to his court for help, and he pretended to be heavy to inform Stola of the Duke of Ayla's reply, and the euphemistic refusal made Stola's mood fall to a low point, and he held Duke Ella's waxed letter in his hand, eager to tear it up on the spot.

Stola suppressed the anger in his heart, but the anger still rushed to his eyes, he raised his head and looked directly at Walker, the Duke of Ella, who was sitting on the Duke's throne, and said in a loud voice, "Your reply will make us Elwinian Wood Elves feel very sorry, and time will prove how reckless your reply to me is now" Stola's heart was thinking about the last unpleasant word in his heart, and he could feel the gaze of Hugh Frankenstein, the old general standing beside Duke Ella, his eyes full of disdain and hostility.

"And stupidity." Undeterred by Stola's sarcasm, Duke Ella helped Stola fill in the missing adjective, "I'm glad you remembered us Trians in times of crisis, but I'm sorry that the Duke of Ella can't spare forces to support you now, you have to understand our Trians' own plight, Segal II in the north is eyeing us, and that's why we have to refuse your request, I hope you understand." ”

"I understand your actions, which are undoubtedly a renegade on a covenant that will be ridiculed by future generations. It is widely spread among various ethnic groups. Stora snorted, his words were full of sourness and sarcasm, he despised the reply letter from the Duke of Ella in his hand, reluctantly stuffed it into his bag, nodded slightly to the Duke of Ella, and then glanced disgruntled at everyone in the court of the Duke of Ella, and finally he turned around, raised his hands and waved his arms, the meaning of the gesture was quite clear - "We are finished, the relationship is over here!" ”

Walker, Duke of Ella, and Hugh Frankenstein, the old general, just smiled at each other, watching the tall and thin figure leave.

Stora left the little castle of Duke Ella, ran to the stable next to the small castle with anger, led out the jungle horse, and after packing his bags and stepping on his mount, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted loudly in the streets of Entle, "The Trians are a perfidious race, and the wood elves of Erwinia will always remember the Trians who broke their oath!" When night comes, you will be afraid, and Forrester will command the plants to stretch out their claws to shackle your filthy legs, and every plant and tree in the jungle will see you as enemies! ”

Stola rushed out of the south gate of Entre in the hostile eyes of the City Guard, and he rode his horse all the way, and the disappointment of the Trians made him feel like an arrow, and he wished to hand over the treacherous 'letter' of the Duke of Ella in his bag to Glenn, Earl of Sheffield, as soon as possible, so that the behavior of the Trians would be displayed in front of every Wood Elf like a cunning fox living in the jungle.

The 600-mile journey from Entre to Sheffield was completed by Stola in just two days, and the hurried journey was like a red dream for Stola, full of intense emotions.

Sheffield's town gate was not far in front of Stola, and the wood elf sentry on the tree tower had apparently seen him and hastily opened the gate. Stola's heart finally stirred, and he knew that he could walk a few dozen steps to get through.

But Stola's jungle horse was so tired that he was foaming at the mouth, and the convulsed jungle horse suddenly broke his front hooves and threw Stola out of the horse's back.

"It's finally here, it's finally here!" Stola rolled on the ground a few times, although his world was spinning, but the excitement in his heart made him care so much, he rolled and crawled to the dying jungle horse, then untied his bag from the horse, and ran towards the town gate of Sheffield with his bag on his back, and kept shouting, "I want to see the Earl, I am the messenger of the Duke of Entle in the Kingdom of Linston, Sturla, I have brought back bad news!" The greedy and selfish Trians have broken our oath! ”

The shouts outside the town gate soon reached Glenn, the Earl of Sheffield who was waiting in the Titan Treehouse, and his face became more and more sallow, and he followed the sound and walked down the wooden steps of the treehouse, and several Sheffield Wood Elf patrols rushed over with Stola, whose face was covered with blood and dirt. Beneath the Titan Treehouse, Fountain Square was also filled with the Wood Elf townspeople of Sheffield, who were gossiping about the emissary who had suddenly woken up the Tranquil Forest, and the topic was nothing more than speculation about what kind of mistreatment had befallen their blood-covered emissary with the Trians.

"What's going on? What does it really mean that the Trians have turned their backs on us? Stola! Earl Glenn's heart was shocked, and he secretly complained in his heart, so that the old general Legral would put himself in danger of high mountains.

"Duke Ella and that group of snobs in his court refuse to send troops to our aid and the Centaurs of the Highlands! Weave a basket of reasons! Breathless, Stola pushed away the Wood Elf patrol beside him, and knelt on the stone bricks of the fountain square with a pop.

"Don't they know that the Centaurs of Highland Mountain, Iron Mine Ridge, and Gudebai are our buffer zone against war? Once the centaurs of the Highlands are annihilated by evil, the gates of both of us will be opened! Are these Trians missing in the head or blind? I didn't expect Duke Ella to be such a stupid guy! Earl Glenn frequently burst into foul language, he looked at Stora, whose face was covered with blood and dirt, and couldn't help but stick out his tongue, "How did you become like this?" Are these goblins-like oath-breakers Terians trying to kill you? Say it! Stola! ”

"Ah, I fell, Lord Earl. These Trians are not embarrassed by my emissary, though they are hostile to me, and I curse that they will be punished by Forrester for stepping into the forest! Ah, I'm a little too excited, and the Duke of Easttim is ashamed to write you a letter. Stola uncovered her bag, pulled out a crumpled letter with the wax seal of the Duke of Ella, and limped into the hands of Glenn, Earl of Sheffield.

"I'd like to see how weak their weaving reasons are!" Earl Glenn frowned, an angry flush appeared on his salallow face, he tore open the wax seal of Duke Ella, unfolded the letter, his hands began to tremble slightly, and even his teeth creaked in his mouth.

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To his noble ally, Glenn Faun, Earl of Sheffield in Erwinia:

In view of the fact that Walker Easttem, Duke of Ella in the Kingdom of Rinston is in possession of the counties south of Mount Ella, and the recent murder of Baron Gelder by a goblin has caused us to be anxious in the near future, and in view of this, after careful consideration and meeting, we hereby reply to your request as follows.

It is rainy at night, and the mountain breeze does not stop, and Yu Qinli will always encounter problems of one kind and another. As you know, the Duchy of Limston is at odds with the King's Domain, Segal II is eyeing us, and the town of White in the North has recently joined our Duchy, and this is a delicate period, and the King's attack will be a major existential threat.

As far as we are concerned, although you are a solid ally of ours, there are two opinions in our court, but the voices of the two opinions are equally divided, which also makes me quite embarrassed to not be able to gain the support of these nobles and courtiers, and this army is empty talk. Thank you for your understanding.

Support is very important, for us in the Trian court, after all, in addition to our soldiers from my direct Entle, the vassals are also very important.

With the above views in mind, and after all considerations, I, Duke Walker Easttem, will reject your request for help.

I don't know if you can understand my intentions, I hope we are not treacherous in your eyes.

Duke of Ella, Kingdom of Rinston, Earl of Entle

Walker Sidley Easttham

September 5, 1031 in the Tarque continental calendar

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"How dare they be so rude!" Glenn shuddered, "I'm going to arrest all the Trians in Sheffield!" I'm going to let these treacherous guys get the punishment they deserve! I also present this letter to His Majesty Wood King, the Wood Elf, so that the Trians will live in fear in Elvenia until they are finally expelled by us! Driven by the forest! ”

"Yes, grab those cunning Trian merchants! Make them pay for their actions. The Wood Elf townspeople were filled with righteous indignation, and shouted loudly with emotion, setting off a wave of eruption in the forest, and even the Wood Elf children who had not yet fallen off their baby teeth jumped into the fountain in the square and shouted with the Wood Elf townspeople.

"It's all nonsense!" Earl Glenn slammed the handwritten book of Duke Ella, who had spread out his hands, "I'm not ashamed, I really don't understand if I can understand your intentions, and I haven't broken my word yet." ”

Earl Glenn took the letter again, intending to show it to all the Wood Elf townsfolk to read, but at that moment, the line of writing that had been erected jumped from one to the other as if it had a soul, and when he looked at it, it was a column of text that had been erected, as if the writer had deliberately accentuated the ink marks. Alert, Glenn immediately put away the letter and unfolded it again, just as he had stumbled upon it. Then he connected these staccato fonts together, and slowly recited them in his heart, and the expression on his face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny.

"I see, the Trians have not turned their backs on us, and the Duke of Ella has revealed his true intentions, not only telling us about the dangerous situation of the Dukedom of Ella, but also telling us what they really think, even in the face of adversity, he still keeps our oath! It's in the letter! ”

For a moment, the wood elf townspeople who were still cursing the Trians looked at each other for a while, and they couldn't figure out what magical power had reversed the attitude of Glenn, the Earl of Sheffield, in this short period of time.

"Hiding the beginning and the end is the true meaning of this letter, and the text of the letter is the only indication of the environment in which the Duke of Ella lived!" Glenn, Earl of Sheffield, finally showed a mouthful of white and neat teeth, and he walked over to Stola, who was kneeling on the ground, and gently helped him up, "Well done, Stora, your anger has undoubtedly paralyzed the eyes of King Rinston in the court of Entle, and made them laugh at Duke Ella's 'treachery' while still sleeping in a comfortable bed." The letters you brought back in time also give us hope for the expulsion of darkness. In the not-too-distant future! Let go of your anger, it's to be provoked

Anger blinds you. I'm thinking, watching you leave angrily, the clever Duke Walker may have a contented smile. You've undoubtedly become his best performer. Of course it's certainly one of them. ”

"Your Excellency, but his attitude is not at all like lying!" Stola's eyes were full of doubt, and he thought back to Duke Ella's words and deeds, and it didn't look like he was lying anymore.

"If you see it, why did he make such a big detour and write a letter to clarify? What's more, maybe you were kidnapped halfway through, and you didn't have the life to come back here to deliver the news to me. Glenn, Earl of Sheffield, clasped his hands together and silently prayed to Forrest's blessing, as if he saw the power of the blessing given by Forrester to the bloody warriors in front of him.