"I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

Collecting his inner emotions, Marquis Gardner looked at Modrian, who was on the throne, and apologized for the previous gaffe, but his expression was still full of anger and sadness.

"The entire western border of the kingdom has fallen in the continuous wave of offensive of the Besilik Kingdom, making the situation in the kingdom more and more hopeless, and many great nobles have begun to seek a way back."

The muffled words speak of the dire situation of Limontanlu today, and the profit-oriented nobles abandon the sinking kingdom of Stoke.

This is in line with their interests, and in their eyes, only their own heritage and family are the most important.

Kingdom?

It's just a collection of condensations to control more interests, not to mention that even the royal family of Valentine has disappeared, why do they still insist on it?

"Many of the great nobles in the south of the kingdom have secretly negotiated with the surrounding kingdoms, and there may be a split." The Marquis of Gardner looked at Modrian, confiding in the rotten state of the kingdom today.

"That's not good news." Modrian nodded slightly, keeping his face calm, but his heart rippled.

The Marquis of Gardner is not much different from the nobles in his own mouth, except that he is more optimistic about the Valoran Territory, so he wants to become a vassal force of the territory.

With the rise of Valoran and the continued display of terrifying prowess, the Marquis of Gardner was glad for his vision.

The upfront investment is the time for returns.

Modrian was also not prepared to refuse the allegiance of the Marquis de Gardner and the Dalle family behind him, which would help Valoran to control the rest of the situation.

"How's the battle going on the front? Is it just relying on the fortress of Nuu for defense? ”

"Yes, all the defeated legions of the West have gathered in the fortress of Nuu, under the command of the old fellow of Dakamana, and are struggling to resist the attack of the lizardmen." The Marquis Gardner replied respectfully, seeing that Modrian did not refuse, knowing that the matter of becoming a vassal was basically decided.

"I hope to be supported by the intelligence system of the Daller family."

"All the information about this winter plundering war that the kingdom of Besilik has set off."

Hearing this, the Marquis Gardiner stood up and saluted preciously: "The Daller family will definitely go all out." ”

"Then I won't disturb the lord's rest, and I will retire first."

The dim light sprinkled down, pulling out a distant figure, slightly distorted, as if with a slight smile.

Seeing Gardner's figure disappear, Modrian gently relaxed his body and relieved some of the pressure, but the heavier mountain was already pressed on his shoulders.

"Besilik Kingdom, Lizardman Temple!"

"I always feel like fate is interfering with my peaceful and stable life."

Wandering his mind, Modrian prepares to return to Lakstak Fortress to discuss with Svein what to do next, as well as to prepare for the impending war.

Just as he was leaving, he saw that the light in the bedroom of the main castle had not been extinguished, and after thinking about it, he went to knock on the door.

Knock knock! Knock knock! Knock knock!

A dull knock echoed through the hallway, and the wait was not long before the door opened.

The magic light fell on Sophia's green pajamas, and she was holding a book in her arms, "The Basics: Forest Magic".

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" Looking at Modrian with cold eyes, Sophia asked softly.

"Nothing." Modrian smiled, his consciousness touched the space ring, and took out a few jars of glass cups from it, and the pure white lotus pieces shimmered with a hint of light.

"Well, these are palace tributes, sent by friends, and listening to him, it seems that they have obvious effects on legal professionals."

"(#^.^#) Hee-hee!"

Sophia covered her mouth and chuckled, turned back to the room, took out a luxurious and delicate yellow wooden box, opened the lid lightly, and about sixteen jars of glass cups of different colors appeared in front of her: "Fei Lan also gave me some, hmm.... The effect is really good. ”

Modrian put down the glass cup in his hand with a slight embarrassment but a smile, and turned away in a dashing manner, with a little resentment in his heart.

"Filan, that's it? Palace tribute? Wait, for today's 'disgrace' I will pay back tomorrow. ”

......

......

The whimper of the winter monsoon blows over the plains, and the smell of rusty blood fills the air.

Timo, in the shade of the trees, looked up at the darkness of the night covering the sky, and the dim starlight dotted with it.

Through the subtle light, you can see that the goggles with a sense of science and technology are stained with some dried blood.

The battle with the Lizardmen Scouts has been going on for five days, and except for the Lizardmen Elite at the beginning, the Lizardmen Scouts at other times can't stop the killing of the main ship scout team at all.

It must be said that the hidden lizardmen commander is very courageous, and would rather sacrifice in exchange for the advance of the main ship scout.

Even so, the main ship scout party advanced the blood-drenched course to the central region of the Kuroki Province.

Teemo discovered the gathering legions of lizardmen, mixed with some gnolls, but to their surprise, the gathered soldiers were actually building defenses.

"Something isn't right, lizardmen aren't so intelligent, killing is their outlet rather than clinging to defensive structures." Looking at the deep sky, Timo secretly guessed, and uneasiness welled up in his heart.

A flash of purple lightning streaked across the night, but in a moment, leaping over a distance, appeared in front of the shade of the trees.

"What's the catch?" Timo asked.

"No gains, I encountered magic interference in the direction of my patrol, and I suspect that those lizardmen priests are playing ghosts." Kenan left the lightning state and revealed, clenching the shuriken tightly, and the brilliant electric light exploded around.

"These damn lizardmen, isn't it good to hide in the swampy jungle? They also want to invade Valoran's territory. ”

Kennan, unlike most conservatives in the Equilibrium Sect, was eager to fight, to be a judge and a hero.

"Hey, Teemo, don't you have any specific arrangements on your lord's side?"

"I'm sorry, but I haven't received any instructions yet." Teemo shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly. "And with the main ship scout team alone, you can't eliminate those lizardfolk soldiers who are hiding."

"Isn't there still that guy from Kree?" Kenan muttered a few words, and then his eyes widened slightly behind the mask.

"By the way, that guy from Kree? Won't you be lazy again? ”

"No......" Timo's expression changed slightly, and he looked behind him, and an inexplicable vibration came from the ground.

At first, it was subtle, but when it was perceived again, it was like thunder.

Click! Click! Click!

The roaring sound of horses' hooves came from the direction of Silver Pine Province, and the dim starlight sprinkled down, and it could be seen that a long crimson dragon was seen swinging its body from the sky, rapidly approaching.

"Whoa, whoa, I'm back! Welcome, two little ones. Cree stood on Sgar's back, silver axe held alof, and let out a howl of excitement.

"War, the bloody war I crave, hahahahahaha!"