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The entire fleet was unlit, like a school of dark fish, floating in the night sky. Occasionally, the moonlight shines through the clouds, casting a clear glow on the undulating seas and shadowing the fleet's shadow on the waves. The silver sail clouds shimmered like sparkling silver light, and the whole fleet rumbled in mid-air, but the more so, the more silent the night became, and the whole sky of the vast sublime inland sea seemed to be shrouded in this strange atmosphere.

The air in the cartography room was similarly silent, with several large maps of the entire empire and the area around the sublime inland sea spread out on the table, with a dagger with a black leather sheath pressed against one corner and a sextant or something similar on the other. A few chairs were placed around the table, around which Marjorie, Charles, Ephram and Count Orcons sat and another of their spokesmen elected by the nobility. Brando sat on it, and behind him stood Juta, the captain of the mercenary regiment with a sword, and Hipamela with a scepter.

The ladies did not want to huddle with the men, so they stood a little further away and watched the men deliberate from a distance. In fact, apart from Chiara and Oni, several other women were not interested in such a dull meeting, Enid was accompanied by Her Royal Highness the little princess of the Siphah family, and Judy was used to following Oni, after all, the little girl was not yet eleven years old, and she was still afraid of the age of being alone.

In the middle of the crowd stood a young man, dressed in the costume of a captain: a straight blue-gray coat, a golden tassel hanging from the shoulder badge, a ribbon, light gray breeches, black boots, and a pair of white gloves, and gestured on the map: "My lord, our task now is to determine the route, such a large fleet cannot always be adrift at sea, and food is a big problem." So we had to find a suitable target port. This place must have the following conditions: first, it must be able to accommodate our fleet, second, it must be able to provide us with sufficient supplies for a long time, and third, and most importantly, the attitude of this port towards us, which is also the guarantee of the first two points. ”

"Able to accommodate a fleet like ours. At least it must have the qualifications of a first-class port, and there are not many such ports around the sublime inland sea. Ephram replied with some gasp, and the cabin was so hot that the duke's heir's forehead and the circles of fat around his neck were covered with sparkling sweat, and his silk robe was soaked in a large soak, and the maid fanned him with a fan, but to no avail, and the sweat flowed like a waterfall. He wiped a handkerchief on his forehead and continued: "There are only areas where the Cloak Bay and Metz are prosperous. There is such a port, I thought about it for a while, and the closest to us should be Emma, Jinjing Port, Fatan......"

He is not as high-flying as other noble children, on the contrary, he is a little timid, and I don't know if it is because he has been exposed to the family business too much, and he has been infected with the cautious habit of a businessman. After wiping a handful of sweat, he frowned and said worriedly: "Commander, an anchorage with first-class port qualifications. Most of them will be able to support a fleet like ours for a long time. But the problem is that the Cruz people may not be comfortable with a fleet like ours entering their port. Your Excellency, you were original—"

Of course, Brando knew what this guy who was cautious in everything was going to say, it was nothing more than that they thought that he Brando only had a few ships in his hands, and with the connections of the Ephram family within the empire, as long as they found those business partners in the past to take care of it, they could easily settle the problem of docking and replenishment. But keep the Cruz blind. It is not a small matter to let such a large fleet enter the port, or even just pass through the waters near the port, and his original connections may not be useful.

This is also the trouble that the Buga people gave him. Brando would have thought that such a large fleet had arrived in the Empire, but of course he wouldn't let Ephram say the rest of the words, so he interrupted the other party with a wink: "I know, you don't have to worry, you just need to inform your friends in advance, so that they can rest assured, lest the Cruz people think that we are their enemies." ”

"Is it so......" Efram muttered to himself, thinking to himself, is it that simple? With such a large fleet that does not belong to its own side suddenly appearing in the territory of the empire, I am afraid that the Cruz people in charge will not even be able to sleep well, and it is really a bit taken for granted to say that they can rest assured.

It's just that Brando has already established an unrivalled authority in the envoys these days, so he can only rot these doubts in his stomach, and he will never say them rashly.

Brando's gaze swept over the yellowed maps, his gaze followed the rugged coastline of the sublime inland sea, as if he was considering, and after a while, he directly decided: "Let's go to Fatan." ”

The room was silent for a moment, and everyone followed the young count's gaze for their final destination.

The two Cruz nobles were apparently more familiar with their homeland, Fatan was located in the province of Emebloon, at the mouth of the Marigold River, and the province of Emeblonn was located in the east of the Shortmane Mountains, at the westernmost point of the Metz region, the northern gateway of the Evergreen Walkway, the heart of the Empire's northwestern frontier, and the port of Fatan, the center of the region and one of the largest ports in Metz. Count Alcons glanced at the map, frowned, and said, "Could it be too close here?" ”

Brando glanced at him, and understood that the other party meant that the port of Fatan was too close to the Evergreen Walkway, and he was afraid that the army of Jorgandigon would go all the way north to this place after breaking through the fortress of Asaph, and after a period of panic and exile, a nobleman like the other party finally had a chance to breathe, and he no longer wanted such an experience to come back a second time.

He shook his head slightly.

In fact, the reason why the choice of Fatan Port was by no means a whim, Tulaman had already chosen this port for them, although the Buga people did not say why, but Brando believed that the other party must have some information, but out of some kind of evasion, he could not say so directly. He could even venture to guess that the Silver Folk might have used their monitoring stations on the land, so at such a sensitive time, Tulaman could only choose such a subtle way to alert him.

At the moment, this short meeting, to put it bluntly, was only used to cover the eyes and ears of these Cruz nobles, and Brando replied: "Lord Count. The White Legion was still in the Evergreen Walkway, and it was not so easy for Qiaogendigang's army to break through this line of defense. Taking a step back, if the White Legion can't stop them, then there will be no safety in the entire Metz region, and you can't let us drive directly to the heart of the empire, right? ”

Count Alcons frowned, and he could hear the young earl's words. Not to mention that he also understands what it means for such a huge fleet to sail directly to the hinterland of the empire, and at that time, I am afraid that no matter whether they have good intentions or bad intentions, they will only be greeted by a head-on blow from the Cruz Royal Fleet and the Pegasus Knights who defend the imperial capital.

"The other Cruz nobleman present here, who was the common representative of the other nobles outside the port of Rune, was a nice gentleman with a nice face, but he looked a little more nervous now than the Count of Orcons: "Why don't we go to Cloak Bay?" ”

The real reason for not going to Cloak Bay was naturally that Tulaman had warned him in advance, the nobles who knew about the battlefield of the final battle. Nowadays, most of them are rooted in this area, and needless to say, these people must be the hardcore of Her Majesty's support. Moreover, in the past few decades, the Silver Queen has never reused the nobles of this region, only allowing them to firmly control the empire's navy, and this message makes Brando more wary than Her Majesty attaches importance to these nobles.

Obviously, Constance is using these people as an important force behind them, and they will not be put on the table until the critical moment. This is also known as the hole card. Knowing this, Brando naturally wouldn't stupidly crash into the other party's net. Of the Cloak Bay and the Metz region, it is clear that the former cannot be approached in any way.

But that can't be said at the moment.

Brando glanced at the man, and the other party's question was actually not what he expected, but fortunately the Cruz people had not begun to suspect anything, but instinctively wanted to stay away from danger. He smiled slightly, and replied with confidence, "Actually, you don't have to worry so much. With my fleet alone, the people of Qiaogendegang have no way to take us, and it is the imperial army that is more threatening to us, and the two of you don't want to escape from danger with great difficulty, but die at the hands of their own people for no reason, right? ”

"This is the heart of the Empire. Everything must be done with caution. The reason why I chose Fatan was also to consider many factors, first of all, I didn't want to conflict with the Imperial Navy, and I didn't want your queen to feel too nervous, to be honest, I was just a small envoy head, and if it wasn't for the current situation, I would never want to make things so troublesome. So, let's not further complicate the situation, what do you think? ”

The Count of Orcons thought for a moment, and felt that this was also the case, but he really scoffed at Brando's remark that he was only a small head of the legation, and that there had been such an envoy throughout the ages. It's just that he didn't drive the fleet directly into the imperial capital and force the palace to Her Majesty the Queen. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little strange, thinking to himself that the empire had offended this damn guy somewhere, otherwise why could the other party be so arrogant? He thought about it for a moment before slowly nodding his head and agreeing with Brando's statement.

And the remaining good gentleman, in fact, is also looking at Olconsma, so naturally it is not good to put forward any other opinions. After the two sides discussed for a while, they basically determined some of the details after that, in fact, there was nothing about these Cruz nobles, and Brando's request to them was basically as long as they didn't get into trouble, but this feeling made Count Orcons feel very uncomfortable, so he still offered to wait for Fatan, he could also use some connections, at least let the Cruz people ensure the supply of their fleet.

Of course, he also thought about it from his own safety, after all, Brando's fleet was currently his only talisman.

After determining the route, the Cruz nobles, who had been nervous all day, finally relaxed, and only at this time did the fatigue suddenly return to these nobles who were usually pampered. After a whole day of fear and fear, a great battle and a toss-and-forth, even a figure like Count Orcons could not help feeling a little dizzy, and quickly took his leave to rest.

As soon as the Cruz had departed, Brando immediately took off his relaxed appearance and became stern, and he ordered all the members of the legation to stay, and the meeting was the place. But it was chosen in the captain's room.

The Akhenaten's captain's chamber was quite spacious and luxurious, accommodating all the members of the legation group, but at the moment the atmosphere in the room was somewhat solemn, and an eerie silence lingered around everyone. Ephram was still wiping his sweat vigorously, but his maid was gone, and Oni frowned. Biting her lower lip, she subconsciously glanced at Marjorie beside her, and among all of them, only the young non-commissioned officer seemed calmer, the latter stood there straight, his eyebrows motionless, like a soldier waiting for the general's order. The captain of the Akhenaten not far away glanced at this side curiously, thinking to himself who this was, could it be that he was the henchman of the lord, but why had he not seen it before.

Marjorie's side. It was the other ladies in the envoy corps, Enid and Judy all looked very nervous, and the daughter of the Earl of Yanbao was slightly better, but she was still immersed in the previous shock and did not come back to her senses. Only Princess Magdal was calm, and the expression on her face was very complicated, sometimes raising her eyebrows, sometimes showing a strange smile, but generally she looked like her eyebrows were fluttering. At first glance, people will know that he is a character who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

There was silence for a long time before someone finally broke the lifeless atmosphere.

It was Oni who spoke: "Captain." I...... We're sure you're not going to say it, but you're going too far...... It's too ......" she wanted to say it was too fantastical, if it had been a month or two ago, she would have called it out. But before she knew it, Brando had already established an image of authority in the minds of these people, even if she didn't want to admit it. But subconsciously this is actually recognized. This rude word swirled around in her mouth a few times, but she still couldn't say it.

Brando looked at these people, and he chose to tell them the truth that Tulaman had revealed to him, not on the spur of the moment, but at this time of day. At the very least, he needs support and recognition from his own country. What he had to do now was to keep those Cruz nobles from causing trouble, and to do this alone, he was not enough, he needed the help of others.

And these Eruin nobles in the envoy corps are the help he can rely on. In fact, it was only at this moment that Brando had a sense of identity with the nobility of this kingdom for the first time, and these young noble descendants had not yet been completely influenced by the rules of their fathers, and their innate rebellion bloomed in their bodies with the brilliance of freedom and ideals, which was incompatible with the vitality of this decaying and ancient kingdom.

"I'm sure you can judge for yourselves whether what I'm saying is true or false." Brando replied simply.

Oni stopped talking, if Brando had told them about these things on the first day, they might still have doubts, but in fact, as early as when they broke through the defense line of the army of Jogandigan, the regimental commander had the foresight to warn them that the dragons might have something to do with the Silver Queen, and after this layer of doubt, and then connect with the truth they heard today, and connect all the clues together, all the problems will be solved.

In fact, they have long recognized this statement in their hearts, but because they are too shocked, they can't reverse their original perception of this world for a while.

But after a moment, the non-commissioned officer who stood like a javelin spoke: "Your Excellency. He said in a deep voice.

Brando was slightly stunned, and he suddenly realized that Marjorie addressed him as Lord Lord, not as the other people called him. He couldn't help but look at the other party with some confusion.

"My lord," replied Marjorie, "if you have any orders, please give them, I am a soldier, and I know what to do at this time." ”

Brando looked at this guy in surprise, he thought he was going to convince Oni first, but he didn't expect that it was this usually taciturn guy who spoke first. He nodded slightly, then looked at the others and said, "What about everyone?" ”

“…… My lord, we ...... Are we going to war with the Empire? Enid asked, a little scared.

"No," Brando shook his head, "but we're probably going to war with that queen, but don't worry too much, we won't be alone." ”

"Your Excellency, do you mean that someone will help us?" Averam stammered.

"We'll find out then." Brando stared at the huge map of the empire hanging on the wall of the captain's room, his eyes fell on the location of the port of Fatan, and he replied faintly. Then, in a different tone, he ordered, "Marjorie, Ephram is your real order, listen—"

Both of them were subconsciously stunned.

"When the fleet arrives at the port of Fatan, your mission is to take over the port immediately." Brando's heavy bite out the word 'takeover': "Whether it's peaceful, or by force." ”

He looked up, his eyes bright as if a flame had been lit: "Got it?" ”

The two young men froze at the same time.

…… (To be continued......)