"How can it be thin? Even the demon hoplites outside Windsor Castle have been defeated by us, and even the big demons have died again, how can the rest of the miscellaneous remnants resist our Olympian army! Hearing Gustav's words, the dwarf immediately got up again, looking as if letting him go would completely wipe out the remnants of the enemy outside Fort Arte.

"But we also have to prevent the demons from sending reinforcements from other counties." Gustav shook his head, still cautious.

"Your Excellency, do you want to do another reconnaissance of the enemy before going to war?" At this time, the staff officer also said.

"Yes, I'll arrange it." Moriarty nodded, accepting the advice to play cautiously.

The next night, Claudia was again ordered to investigate the enemy at Fort Arte. Before leaving, Moriarty secretly cared for Count Blood, and if the situation allowed, it was best to sneak into the city quietly once to see the real military and civilian conditions in the castle, so as to prepare for the next "meeting and negotiation" with his father. After all, since the war has been fought so far, some situations have changed again, and then the cooperation and subordination of the follow-up coalition forces out of the county will also have to be adjusted accordingly, and at the same time, it will involve a lot of problems in the distribution of interests.

Having already traveled twice, Claudia was already familiar with the road to Art. Just a few hours later, she was outside Fort Arte.

Unlike the "clean" on the road, the Blood Earl still saw a large number of demonic warriors besieging the city outside the city. In the night, the dense little devils are like ants surrounding honey, and the number is more than a thousand.

"Strange. How can the demons here still be so energetic and morale-unswerving? Are reinforcements really arriving? ”

Claudia turned into a shadow and slowly wandered back and forth among the demon warriors, probing carefully, hoping to find out the cause of the "abnormality" of the demon of Fort Arte. However, after repeating several circles, the Blood Count did not find any special phenomenon. Even among the more than a thousand demons, not even a single high-level demon was seen, only a dozen middle-level horned demons were dutifully patrolling the demon soldiers, and once they felt that the little devil had any slackness or distraction, they would directly whip him to death.

"What the hell is going on? Even the demon legions at Windsor Castle have never seen such a purged army? ”

I looked at it for a long time, but I still found nothing. As a result, Claudia could only change the target in confusion.

Compared to the solemnity of the demon legions under the city, the atmosphere in Fort Arte was much more relaxed. Even the guards at the head of the city were laughing and laughing in groups. It was as if peace had come.

"We've finally won a big victory, and the end of the devil is coming!"

"yes, finally won! You calculate, how many people have died in just over a year! The elderly, the children, the women, the men... Countless. And most of them are dead and dead. It's all eaten by the devil..."

"Alas. I still remember the first time I saw the demon. It is like locusts, which pounce on the whole world, and kill people when they see them. I eat when I see people, and I laugh happily... In just ten minutes, everyone in the village was eaten to the point that there was no scum left..."

"Well... But now it's okay, Lord Earnsberg Jr. has led people to defeat the demons, and also relieved the siege of Windsor Castle for Lord Viscount Salk, haha, the day of our counterattack is coming..."

"Yes, thanks to Lord Engsberg Jr., I heard that he brought back a very powerful army from abroad, and he has not lost a fight against demons..."

"It's just a pity that Lord Engsberg Jr. has been 'kicked out' by Lord Baron a long time ago, otherwise our Atburg would be truly majestic..."

"Shhh Shut up! ”

"Yes, yes..."

"It's really strange, how did those demons outside the city seem to have changed since the evening, and one by one they have become energetic again?"

"Who knows... Anyway, no matter how spiritual it is, it's just waiting for death, haha... Let's have another drink and celebrate..."

Quietly walking around the walls of Fort Arte, listening to the conversation of the soldiers defending the city, Claudia couldn't help but laugh to herself.

The soldiers here are not comparable to the Olympian legions. The enemy outside the city is still there, but the inside of the city has relaxed, as if victory is like a ripe apple on a branch, as long as you open your mouth and wait, you can fall into your mouth, but you are not afraid of being hit on the head by an apple. But on second thought, it makes sense, after all, the army of Fort Arte is only a private army of barons in the land of Erathia. On the other hand, Olympus is an ace unit that has experienced the baptism of the Bracada Civil War and a series of life-and-death decisive battles, and is several points stronger than ordinary armies in terms of combat effectiveness, fighting spirit, and military discipline. Coupled with a hundred victories in a hundred battles and a hundred tempering into steel, the current military power and military momentum have finally been achieved. And the local garrison that shrank like a watchdog from city to city can hardly become a real strong army, no matter how seriously Hamilton trains his soldiers, or Baron Ensberg invests more money.

Then, descending from the city, the Blood Earl began to wander the castle again. At this moment, there is only one human Knight of the Round Table in Fort Arte, Lionheart, so as long as Claudie is careful enough to avoid some sensitive areas, there is no problem of being discovered.

Similar to the attitude of the soldiers defending the city earlier, the people of the city were also elated, talking to each other about how to rebuild their homes after defeating the demons. Moreover, Baron Ensberg had promised to waive taxes for the first year after the war, so the poor people of the city were especially grateful for the kindness of their lord.

"Did you feel the pressure from your son and deliberately invite people to buy people's hearts?" Claudia also owned a small territory when she was in Dega, so there was no shortage of political sensitivities.

After another hour or so in the fort, taking advantage of the pre-dawn darkness, the Earl of Blood silently leaped over the walls and left Art.

But Claudia, who thought she was unaware, never noticed that just above Fort Arte, a pair of dark red eyes watched her every move.

"The great Saladin of Fire, will I be able to intercept that vampire? It was she who defeated the 'Snake Dog'. ”

Just beside the red eyes, a fire sultan knelt among the clouds and said respectfully. And this high-level demon was the one who had escaped from the battlefield at Windsor Castle a few days ago, but at this moment, he was like a slave, and he didn't even dare to raise his head slightly. And to be able to make a proud Fire Sultan so respectful and even humble, the identity of the red-eyed master is self-evident.

"No need, let her go, we'll just wait here."

As the moonlight fell, a long-bearded man of the same size as an ordinary human appeared, dressed in a white robe and wearing a dark scarf. On either side of the man's thin cheeks, there are two lines of intricate patterns that look like tattoos and inscriptions. Under the bright moonlight, there was a faint white gold light in the pattern, like the reflection of the Milky Way. Coupled with its far-reaching and concise demeanor, just by looking at it, it can't help but make people bend their knees and worship.

"Yes..."

Not even daring to disagree, the Fire Sultan continued to bow down like a statue by the man's boots. And the mysterious man who was revered by the high-ranking demon as the "Saladin of Fire" was still looking at the endless sea of clouds in front of him, not caring about the rapid disappearance of a shadow on the ground.

"Shihab." After some time, the man withdrew his gaze.

"Here, your most loyal servant awaits your command." The high-level demon immediately replied in a deep voice.

"You say, how long has it been since we came to this rich continent?" The man's voice was deep and deep, with some kind of magic that could even calm the howling of the night wind.

"Fifteen months." The Fire Sultan replied immediately, but he did not understand the meaning of the superior's question.

"Fifteen months, how much longer do you think we can stay here?"

"This..."This is an awkward and unsolvable question, and even high-level demons dare not answer casually.

"Huh?"

The man glanced at the unspeakable Fire Sultan, and the high-level demon immediately felt that there was a power of ten thousand jun coming to his body, and he almost wanted to fall.

"Heh, just speak from your heart." The man smiled softly, and the pressure disappeared suddenly.

"It's... I think... Probably... And another year. Finally, the Fire Sultan told the truth.

"A year? Hehe, you're too optimistic. Hearing the answer, the man couldn't help but chuckle, and the high-level demon immediately buried his head deeper.

"Maybe you didn't know it, but the native armies on the southern ice fields were already coming. At the same time, in the land of the dead to the north, our warriors are dying en masse because of some strange plague. And now, our great strategic advantage in this human kingdom is slowly being dissipated. If it continues to develop like this, why will it take a year, but I am afraid that in a few months, our army will be driven home. ”

“…”

For the man's words, the pattern was obviously not enough, and the high-level demon could only be silent in fear.

"What a pity, what a land it is! Here, there is no scorching magma, no poisonous and foul-smelling suffocating gases, and no terrible beasts that haunt from time to time. Compared to our hometown, this continent is as beautiful as paradise. But why, why can't we try to stay here for a long time? Just for the sake of momentary pleasure, we will kill on a large scale, and as a result, the whole continent will come to besiege us? Don't those confused fools understand that if we can establish a solid dark kingdom here, then the whole continent will always be a fat pasture at our table from now on!? ”

As if talking to himself, and like an outpouring of extreme dissatisfaction, the man looked at the dark and dreary earth below the clouds, unwilling to speak. Although his speech remained calm and orderly, as the patterns on his cheeks flickered, it was evident that his mood was really unstable.

"But, my lord, isn't it the sacred tradition of my people to kill and devour flesh?"

As if he had been touched in some way, hearing the words of the superior one, the Fire Sultan involuntarily spoke.

Immediately, the incomparable pressure came silently from all directions, almost crushing it to powder. (To be continued......)