There are civil disputes adjudicated in the Ensada area, there are lists of accounts for various types of material reserves, there are tax data for the most recent period in the past in the town of Silverleaf, and there are some reports from secret sources......

These tedious tasks were not easy for the lord, but he, like most nobles, was deeply obsessed with the burden of this right -

He hadn't been in a good mood these days, but since the woman had told him those things last night, he felt like a heavy stone in his heart had fallen to the ground with ease—

Outside the window were a few poplar trees, and on the bare branches of the season were a few migratory birds that had spent the winter, and he listened to the chirping of these birds and hummed a little tune happily.

When he awoke, he had another time with the woman named "Anna"—the work at hand was over, and he reminisced about the indescribable wonder, and the evil fire in his heart rose suddenly.

He and the woman had met two years earlier, when his wife, the Countess of Ensada, had died of illness, and the presence of this woman had filled the emotional void in his heart—

In contrast to his deceased wife, this woman was mild-mannered, intelligent, comforting, and talented...... Sometimes, in the face of a mountain of official documents, she is unable to do so, and she will also help to share a lot.

But the most important thing is the woman's body. Ever since he got Anna, he had seldom shown much interest in ordinary maidens - just as the Earl was immersed in a boundless reverie, Anna appeared.

She wore a luxurious, well-cut red silk dress that perfectly reflected the curves of her body, and she wore a pair of delicate sterling silver earrings encrusted with hexagonal sapphires, and she held the black cat with a glittering coat in her arms—

Locke Lambert was not jealous of the black cat, he smiled and looked at the woman who came as he walked.

She brought good news that the mercenaries from Marvey had arrived in Ensada.

"Really? That's so joyful. ”

He got up and hugged the woman - the black cat jumped out of the woman's arms and meowed softly.

After the "Fog Pine War", the most famous heavy infantry regiment in the Ensada region suffered heavy losses, and compared to the other two powerful counts of Northland Norgo, Ensada's military strength is the weakest at the moment-

On the other hand, because of its geographical location and trade routes, Ensada had the most wealth.

In other words, Rock Lambert is not short of money.

Because of the very possibility of conflict between the lords, in addition to training new soldiers, he also made a plan to recruit a large number of mercenaries early on-

Stanley, the leader of the Bobcat Mercenary Group, has almost become his subordinate at this time, but this guy is not so satisfactory in handling things.

By chance, he heard some rumors about the Marvey mercenaries -

In that country of mercenaries and merchants, most of the mercenary organizations have good reputations and reliable practices, and he was quickly intrigued, and at that time, Anna happened to tell him that she knew some mercenaries from Malvey.

The two hit it off.

……

Dill Undead, one of the twelve members of the Bone Council, "Rebel of Fate" Angus Rosenthal sat at his desk, he put down the letter in his hand -

From two months ago.

The contents of the letter were dry, dry, and unnutritious, but the final signature, the name Anna Arabella, intrigued him—

Of course, at this time, things are no longer as simple as just interest, because he has now put it into action.

After the first round of interviews with his Miss Vampire, the last thirty re-examiners came to him—

They belonged to different races, had different appearances and attire, and especially the disgust of the huge and fat body couldn't help but make him look twice.

The guy was standing near the doorway of the room, cramming the space to the brim, and his height of more than five meters was almost touching the ceiling, and the yellow, foul-smelling pus was flowing from his rugged, ugly body full of ugly stitches, along the soles of his feet, dripping onto the floor—

Damn, that's the finest oak flooring!

Because of the pure, fleshless skull, the superior lich, Lord Angus Rosenthal, was silent on the surface, but his heart was already annoyed at this time, and in the cold golden soul fire, cold eyes swept over the faces of these interviewees one by one-

He hated this hate, and he decided to talk to the vampire lady later, and strictly control the preliminary examination - in addition to the requirements of strength, certain aspects of quality are also very important.

"You're eliminated!"

His phalanges tapped at the abomination.

"Why?"

The voice of abomination was dull, like a broken drum, and he twisted his fat neck and bent his head reluctantly, with a look of confusion and incomprehension. The other interviewers next to him were silent, and no one dared to speak, just secretly staring at this side.

"Huh? Are you questioning my decision? ”

Angus raised his arm, and in an instant, a storm of power swept up the abomination like a toy, and before it could protest or say anything, it was thrown out into the street—

The control of the storm was extremely exquisite, and there was not a trace of overflowing power that spilled over to the skeleton next to him, this skeleton had a burly figure that was rare in its kind, and in his eyes, the red soul fire jumped, revealing an inexplicable emotion.

He was calm, and from the appearance of the storm to the abomination being thrown out of the window next to him, he didn't panic in any way.

Angus looked at the skeleton, and after a few seconds of staring at each other, Sask turned his head, avoiding the condescending gaze.

"Your name?"

"Sask."

"The strength of the first order of awakening is not bad."

Among the thirty interviewers present, the strength of this skeleton is at the strongest level-

No, no, there are only twenty-nine now, and the abomination has been thrown out, although he also has the strength of the first order of awakening, but Lord Angus is not happy to see him-

The only reason, the perfect one, for here only the Venerable Lord Angus Rosenthal has spoken.

Angus nodded, the golden soul fire seemed to bloom with a brilliant light, and after a few seconds, his finger bones clicked a little, and a third of them left the room, this time no one argued-

The eliminated zombies, vampires, lichs, and fallen knights returned to the streets outside, all dejected and speechless.

The mission of the war.

Faced with the last twenty deceased, Angus quickly gave a detailed explanation.

These dead are self-conscious, not ordinary summoned creatures - the Dyere Undead have always been known for their endless military force, but a qualified commander is indispensable for a real war.