Zoe. Baron Scarlett was stunned the moment he saw the body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He felt a slight weakness under his feet, and Baron Scarlet raised his hand, and he found that his fingers were trembling, and he tried to restrain this trembling, but to no avail.

He saw several other adults on the side, and they also showed some surprised expressions.

Mura. Viscount Eric managed to escape from the encirclement of Aster, his two battle axes were bloodstained, and the armor on his body was also covered with blood, he was not injured too much, but he was very tired from the battle, he sat down to rest, but when he saw the corpse, he immediately stood up.

Galio. Viscount Crassus was seriously injured, he **** his upper body, a military doctor was helping him bandage his wounds, the blood stained red and white bandages, Viscount Crassus was in a trance, but when he saw the corpse, his eyes were still wide.

The other barons also looked incredulous, only one of them, and his face was still calm.

It was Griffith standing next to the corpse.

"What the hell is going on, Griffith?"

The first to speak was Viscount Eric, who had already had a lot of complaints about Griffith, and naturally did not let go of the silver-haired young man easily at this moment.

"As you can see, Lord Eric, this is Lord Count."

Yes, lying at Griffith's feet was none other than the "bull" Horace. Count Ekrio, to be precise, should be his corpse, his body has long been cooled, even the blood has coagulated and frozen in this cold winter, Ecrio lies quietly, and Ize. Viscount Vlamir's corpse and Tyre. Viscount Oragil's bruised corpses lay side by side.

With a dagger stuck in his chest, Astel is short, sharp, and can easily penetrate human flesh, even gold.

"That Vera Hill. Strass pretended to let Mistress Akerio go, but secretly sent people to attack in the forest, and I tried my best, but I couldn't protect the Count......"

Griffith also had several deep scars on his body, and his broadsword was stuck in the ground beside him, covered in black blood, and it looked like he had gone through a fight.

"So, it's Aster's hand?"

Crassus sighed, they lost too much in this battle, one count, two viscounts, if this is spread to Wendland, those who survived will also be held accountable, at least for a short time, there is no way to continue to climb up in the country.

"Yes, they sent three silver-level powerhouses, and I'm not strong...... I can't resist everything, so I can only barely protect myself. ”

Griffith said, looking Viscount Crassus in the eye without wavering.

"Astor is cunning, and this war is the best example of this, Lord Crassus, we have been calculated."

Viscount Eric shook his head, he had seen Astle's almost lifeless charge, and he still had a haunting palpitation.

"Lord Ecrio died a glorious death for his country, but those of us who are alive cannot retreat from his death...... At the very least, in order to command these remaining thousands, we need a commander-in-chief. ”

Viscount Crassus looked around and said slowly.

"This is a very heavy burden, ahem, I once led troops and commanded several corps to fight when I was quelling the rebellion in China, and I should bear this responsibility."

Hearing Viscount Crassus's words, Baron Scarlett was shocked again.

He didn't expect that so soon, several adults would start to compete for the command of the army, and he was still immersed in the bad news of the death of Count Ekrio, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the death of a strong man of the golden rank was a huge blow to him.

"What are you talking about, Lord Crassus, shouldn't you rely on strength to decide at this time?"

With the strength of the pinnacle of silver, Mura. Viscount Eric, who naturally believed in speaking with his fists, stood up and walked up to Viscount Crassus and asked.

"I don't think His Excellency Speaker Orphin will be happy if the army is handed over to a reckless man."

Viscount Crassus apparently scoffed at Viscount Eric's opinion, and he said in a mocking tone, completely ignoring the other party's face.

"I think Lord Crassus, you better take care of your body first, but I think that it will be embarrassing for His Excellency the Speaker to hand over the command to a guy who may be seriously injured at any time."

Viscount Eric was-for-tat and unrelenting.

"What do you mean, Lord Eric?"

Viscount Crassus naturally knew what the other party meant, but in front of so many people, he didn't think Viscount Eric had the courage to do it directly.

"I'm just concerned about your body, Lord Crassus."

Viscount Eric saw that the other party had no intention of giving up, so he ridiculed each other.

Both of them know that now that the dragons are leaderless, whoever controls the Eastern Front Army will be able to gain an advantage in the next war, and even in the domestic power struggle, and now that Ekrio is dead, absorbing his army is gradually encroaching on his territory, and the two of them are naturally quite active in this kind of thing.

However, the two argued, leaving Ekrio's body aside, and completely ignoring Griffith's appearance, which still made the other nobles present dare not speak.

Of course, Griffith doesn't seem to be intent on staying silent forever.

"Wait, two adults."

Speaking up, Griffith interrupted the intensifying bickering between the two.

"What?" "What are you doing?"

The two viscounts turned their heads at the same time, staring at Griffith with sullen expressions.

"In fact, it's such a ......"

Griffith pulled out a roll of parchment from his bosom and opened it in front of the two of them.

“...... This is a letter from His Excellency the Speaker, which contains a general description of the future strategy, the most important of which is that if Count Ecrio is unfortunately killed in battle, then the command of the Eastern Front will be given to the commander of the Knights of the White Lion. ”

"What do you say!?"

Viscount Eric snatched the parchment from Griffith's hand, the paper had been magically processed, similar to the contract used by the mercenaries, he carefully checked the coat of arms on it, and found that it was indeed the seal of Speaker Orfin, and the whole person fell silent.

"I have reported the situation of the war to the country, and I believe that within two days, His Excellency the Speaker will pass this resolution in an official document, what do you two adults think?"

Griffith gently grasped the hilt of his broadsword and said to the two viscounts in shock.

"You...... Could it be !? ”

Viscount Crassus was the first to react, he looked at Ekrio's corpse, and then at Griffith's hand, a huge conspiracy was about to come out, but he quickly realized that there was more stakes behind it, so he swallowed the words into his stomach, he was not stupid.

"What's wrong, Lord Crassus?"

With a looming smile on his face, Griffith asked Viscount Crassus.

"No...... Nothing, since it is the order of His Excellency the Speaker, then we should naturally follow it. ”

Bowing his head, Viscount Crassus decided not to get involved in the complicated game of power.

"I ...... too Obey the Speaker's Excellency. ”

Although he was a little puzzled, seeing that the shrewd Crassus was bowing down, Viscount Eric naturally had no idea of arguing, and also bowed his head and said.

"No, we're still colleagues, and we'll need to fight side by side in the future...... So ......"

Griffith said, setting his sights to the north, farther away than Trasil, the sprout of the World Tree.

"Two adults, let's rest and set off, trying to get out of this forest as soon as possible and join the rest of Wendland's army." (To be continued.) )