Chapter 43: Coming to the Appointment
It was another sunny morning.
Sitting in the office, the lord and nobleman Falken took a sip of the ideal township nobles black tea sold by the goblins, and then put down the teacup and twisted up a delicious piece of the ideal township nobles small gingerbread.
Delicious in the world!
It's just too expensive!
A small box of biscuits, paired with 10 ounces of tea, costs 200 gold coins!
It's a robbery!
I heard that the one who invented this was the little girl who disguised herself as a man!
Hum!
Falken dusted off the cookie crumbs that had slipped onto the bulging belly.
The Imperial envoy has gone to the Ideal Township to summon Charlie Violet back to the Imperial Capital for trial.
That rich territory will soon become the 'gluttonous feast' of the nobles of the House of Lords.
And he will be able to get a piece of the pie then.
He'd get the recipes for these delicacies and turn the little gingerbread into his family's business.
Ha! It's really the favor of the dragon god!
The Lord was still daydreaming, when a rush of footsteps came from outside the door.
There was a knock on his office.
"Come in."
The servant who listened to the news was so tired that he was panting, "No, it's not good! Something happened to Mai and Maddie City! β
Maddie City?
The fat nobleman frowned and thought for a long time, only thinking that this place sounded familiar, but at first glance he couldn't remember where it was.
The lord probably drank too much black tea, and the tea stains were in his head.
The servant immediately reminded, "Master, it's Medi City next to Ideal Township!" β
"Ahh It's there! A small place in the countryside, I say how it sounds so familiar. After speaking, Falken took another sip of black tea to hide his embarrassment.
"You said something happened there, what's going on?" Falken looked like he was in control of everything, and took another sip of black tea.
"It, it's been broken by the Ideal Township!"
'Poofββ! β
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At the same time, there were many nobles who learned the news.
Marquis of Dow Jones, just sighed.
But he was powerless to stop anything.
His own interests are violated, and Charlie Violet will not sit idly by as long as he is not a stupid fool.
As for the empire, it can only be said that it is slapping a swollen face and becoming fat.
The empire has not yet recovered from the last civil war.
The rebellious Ray Tyglin and the Grand Duchy of Silver only temporarily restrained their minions and eyed the independent territories.
Like poisonous snakes, they hide in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to bite the Empire.
However, at this time, the empire had to move towards the ideal township of the five dragons.
This is simply to add insult to injury.
Led by Dow Jones, a group of wise aristocrats really wanted to rush into the prison and strangle the lady Victoria who provoked everything.
If it weren't for the fact that she suddenly ran out to report her daughter like a madman, the empire would not have been in a dilemma.
To be honest, these bad things in the empire forced the Marquis of Dow Jones to consider the possibility of early retirement.
Not long ago, the second half of the House of Lords inexplicably turned into a 'conference to denounce the Dow Jones family'.
The Marquis of Dow Jones almost laughed angrily.
At this time, I was still thinking about fighting for power.
Do these people have a slight understanding of the strength of the ideal township that slaughtered 3 giant dragons in a battle?
Well, he doesn't have a general idea either.
I just think it's amazing.
But the Empire, too, can do it?
Until he talked to his son about it over dinner.
Frye was unusually silent.
Then tell him that the empire can do it.
But hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of fighters will be killed or wounded.
In the end, the great nobles still foolishly and short-sightedly made a move to the ideal township.
The House of Lords issued a 'recall order' to Ideal Township.
The old emperor kept the marquis's family, but on Charlie's side, he could only compromise with the greedy nobles.
Obviously, those who covet the wealth of their ideal hometown and are already red-eyed are still treating Charlie Violet as an ordinary woman.
It's like the mistresses of the great nobles, let them breathe and drink.
But apparently.
The Marquis of Dow Jones was a man of understanding.
At this point, he smiled sarcastically, and little by little he clutched the secret guard in his hand into a ball.
[Kendiwen abandoned the city and fled.] Ideal Township conquers Medi City, suspected of setting off the second civil war of the empire]
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Charlie, somewhat speechless, sat in the makeshift office of the town hall.
At this time, the atmosphere in the office was a little calm.
It's all because there was a row of imperial officials standing in front of her desk, tied up as 'silkworm chrysalis'.
At 8 a.m., Theon launched an assault on Maddy City.
At 10:40 a.m., the good news came that the city of Maddie had been conquered.
At this moment, she glanced at her pocket watch, which was just lunchtime.
And all this was sent back to the first team of prisoners of war?
The efficiency of the Dragonborn generals was outrageous.
It's just that when I looked up at the person in front of me, I was focused on by Mifarken......
He was dressed in this uniform and looked slightly familiar.
After thinking about it carefully, Charlie realized that this was not the uniform of the herald of the empire?
Alas, I think of her as a beautiful girl who just wants to close the door, secretly make money and make a small fortune, and have nothing to do with raising a dragon to play.
Why did they step by step embark on the road of no return to the 'warmongers'?
This is a question worth pondering.
Charlie didn't speak.
And the Dragonborn general, who was standing behind the captives, deliberately opened his huge mouth.
Let your saliva drip down on the heads of these unlucky Empires.
Tied up and standing in a row, the officials of the empire with fine skin and tender meat were scared to pee.
The dragon god is on top!
They had just stepped out of the teleportation magic circle.
As a result, he collided with Theon, the ideal township who had just captured Maddie City and was receiving the teleportation array within it, and the five fierce and fierce Dragonborn generals under his seat.
It was a very 'beautiful' scene.
This escort team sent by the empire 'died before they could get out of the army'.
Less than ten minutes after leaving the emperor, his identity changed and he became a prisoner of the ideal township with honor.
Theon was still busy taking over the defense of Maddie City.
He wants to build Maddie City into the first line of defense in the ideal township.
Mifarken was ordered to escort the captives back to Ideal Township.
So, there is the current scene.
"Miffaken, stop scaring these poor 'civil servants'.
I'll be very bothered if they're scared of peeing on me by you.
The last time I scrapped a handmade rug was my lovely warden.
For the sake of the dragon god, please spare my carpet. β
Mifarken closed his mouth in embarrassment.
With that, Mifalken remembered what he was doing.
He presented a parchment scroll branded with fire paint to Charlie's desk.
The fire paint bears the coat of arms of the Emperor.
It was a shield with a crouching dragon on it.
It was like the dragon in relief she saw on the huge platinum door when the Emperor met Charles.
I looked at the contents of the parchment again......
Well, this is very polite!
Except for the ten-line opening nonsense, the ten-line royal template-style ending.
The line in the middle only said, 'Please ask Count Violet to return to the imperial capital to cooperate with the investigation'.
Charlie looked incredulously at the herald who was tied up like a 'silkworm baby'.
"Are you stupid, or do you think I'm stupid?"
Herald: "......"
A mouth can take his entire head, and the Dragonborn who is unscrewed off with his mouth is nearby.
The pair of dragon eyes looked at him with malice.
As if Charlie said a word, the herald was about to move his head.
People must know current affairs when they are alive, and the herald is immediately eager to survive.
"WhenγOf course! You can also not go! Don't go to the imperial capital! We'll get back to your majesty! β
Charlie put down the parchment roll in his hand, smiled and asked, "Why don't you go?" β
With that, she picked up the summoning magic bell and shook it gently.
"Alright, let's take them down, and watch them for now."
Mifarken pulled a string of 'silkworm babies' away.
Bud, who received the summons, rushed over with short legs and blazing fire.
When he came in, Charlie was buried in the middle of the case, drawing something with a quill pen.
"Wait, it'll be right away."
She added the final touches and picked up the parchment roll and handed it to Bud.
Bard, as usual, slowly rotated the drawing 360Β°.
Charlie:......
I feel offended!
Bard frowned and looked at it for a long time.
Unable to bear it, Charlie explained, "I want to install a magic cannon at the bottom of the cone of the Ideal Township, can you see if this composition is feasible?" β
Bard's eyes lit up.
Because the floating city is an upside-down mountaintop, if you install a magic cannon on the top of an upside-down conical hill under the town......
Good boy! Think of the scene of 360 degrees bombing the ground without dead ends!
A dwarf like Bard, who is hopelessly in love with magical hot weapons, is going to tremble!
He trembled with fantasies.
Wiping his face, Bard had to face reality, "This, this takes a lot of cannon...... I think that's going to be a million cannons...... We don't have that many magic cannons, Your Excellency! β
"Go to the Arcanists of the Transformation System for help. Teach them about the magic cannon until they understand it thoroughly. β
"Every Arcanist can unleash Arcane at least a hundred times in a day. Go, Bard, and work with the Arcanists to make the Ideal Township a moving fortress. β
Bard was in a hurry when he heard Charlie's words, so he frowned and asked, "Your Excellency, are you in a hurry?" Can you ask why you suddenly installed so many magic cannons? β
Charlie smiled slightly, "Yes, the emperor has a 'date', waiting for us to go there." β
The black dragon on his shoulder raised his head and looked at Charlie, and the dragon's pupils narrowed slightly.
The tail of the dragon behind him flung up sharply and irregularly.
The silver dragon looked sideways slightly.
At the same time, the voice of the black dragon's mind sounded in his heart.
[Do you think she looks good when she laughs?] γ
Antanaron: "......"
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Arcanists are worthy of their rank of learned master.
The dwarves had knowledge about magical cannons, and they learned them quickly.
Mass-produced magic cannons were produced.
The dwarves raised the Ideal Township and built a frame around the perimeter.
It was convenient for them to install magical cannons produced by the Arcanists on the mountain.
Charlie returned the herald and the troops who were escorting him.
and forwarded a letter to the Emperor.
There were no aristocratic bells and whistles on the letter.
Just one short sentence.
[July 1st, must come to visit! ] β Charlie Violet. γ
The dwarves' hammer wheels are full of wind and water.
The war generalissimo of the ideal township was not idle either.
Charlie pulled all the military combat units of Ideal Township (including the Coastal Black-robed Wizards Society) into the extradimensional space training.
As a military secret, they are not allowed to disclose the content of the special training to anyone.
But judging by the dragonborn generals at dinner, wagging their tails wildly.
It must have been a very exciting military training!
The trip to the imperial capital is exciting!
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