"What? Having trouble on the way? Before dawn, the Earl of Blood rushed back to South, but Moriarty found that the other party was not lightly wounded.

"When I came back, I was found and stopped by a three-headed dog, so I had to fight." Claudia briefly described the battle situation at that time, but fortunately, although the wind spear was sharp, it did not hurt her roots, and she could recover most of it after a few days of recuperation and some blood food.

"Flame Mist Region?" Hearing that the high-level demon possessed a high-temperature enchantment in an approximate realm, Moriarty couldn't help but be stunned, and at the same time, he was impressed by the Blood Earl.

"It's just the most humble pseudo-realm, and besides, that three-headed dog is arrogant and unscrupulous, and dares to leave his back to me, huh." Feeling the other party's appreciation, Claudia couldn't help but be a little "raised her eyebrows", but her expression was still light.

"Well, the instantaneous explosiveness and maximum attack power of a senior assassin should not be underestimated at any time." Moriarty nodded, looked at the Earl of Blood's torn gown again, and said, "After the Battle of Windsor is over, I will make magic equipment for you." Of course, now you can think about what kind of item you want to get the most. ”

"Tailor-made magic gear for me?" Hearing this promise, Claudia immediately cheered excitedly.

Even in Dejia, which also has an "advanced undead magic civilization", alchemists are scarce and noble, and it is even difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with them, let alone ask for customized alchemy. And even if it is the Blood Earl, the only thing he can get his hands on at the moment is the "Tricky Silver Dagger" that has been passed down from generation to generation in the family, which is a promotion gift given by the "Marquis of Wisteria Flower".

"You are my magic pet, so naturally you will not be harsh."

Look at Claudia with joy. Moriarty just smiled faintly.

"Okay."

When he was happy, he was poked at the "pain point" again, and the Blood Earl could only be speechless. But to be honest, she is still very much looking forward to the other party fulfilling his promise. No matter what, with Moriarty's alchemy skills, it will be a high-quality product.

"Tell me about Windsor Castle."

It was then that Moriarty asked about the outcome of Claudia's trip.

"Yes."

The Earl of Blood then recounted in detail the events of his trip to Windsor Castle, his encounter with Templar Charlie, his meeting with Viscount Salk, the receipt of the next message, and the "shameless seizure" of the token saber by the old man.

"Oh? His Excellency Charles has advanced to the Templar!? ”

I heard the news. Moriarty whispered.

That's a huge benefit. Originally, Moriarty planned to combine himself and Charlie on the day of the battle to try to suppress the Great Demon, but in fact, it was not insurance. And now, Charlie has stepped into the Templars. Even if it is not good, it can drag the demon pole path by itself. If you add Moriarty to help. As long as the other party is not too strong. That's almost invincible.

"Yes. When I entered the fort, I almost got shot by the other side... It's really unavoidable and unstoppable. It was as if I remembered the sudden sharp gunfire outside the inner fort, even if I remembered it now. Claudia was still in a cold sweat.

"Well, when His Excellency Charles was the 'Knight of the Round Table', he was honored with the title of 'Spear of the Dawn'. Now that it is a holy church, it is naturally even more extraordinary. Moriarty nodded.

"Yes."

Although it was only intuition, and although she had only seen Charlie shoot once, Claudia had a strong feeling that even if her parent, the Marquis Wisteria, came in person, she might not be the match for this middle-aged human man.

"Okay, I know the message from the Viscount and His Excellency Charlie, so you can go down and rest first."

Moriarty waved her hand, and the little girl walked away.

After pondering for a long time, Moriarty ordered Clausewitz to be summoned.

"That's the way it is. What do you think? Telling the old werewolf exactly what he had gotten, Moriarty looked forward to the staff officer's insight.

"Your Excellency, having one more human pole present will greatly improve the survival state of the coalition forces in this battle. Originally, I was most worried that the opposing archdemon would use his terrifying power to break through my Olympus defense line and disrupt our formation, so that the subsequent demon army could easily raid us. But now, with the containment of the Holy Church, coupled with Your Excellency's existence, the ability of the Great Demon to disrupt the situation at the individual level has been greatly suppressed, thus reducing a great unfavorable variable. Hearing that Windsor Castle had a new church, Clausewitz was also unusually excited, and immediately said.

"You're quite right. However, Salk also said frankly that we want to carry the first wave of the offensive of the Demon Heavy Legion for our own benefit, and create a chance for the elite knights to attack. In this case, is the pressure on Olympus a little too much? Moriarty asked rhetorically.

"It's not easy, but it's reasonable." After thinking for a while, Old Crow said directly: "I, the Olympus Legion, have sharp weapons, rich materials, and long-range strike capabilities, which are even better than those in Kent. The previous battles have proved that under the crossfire of armor-piercing arrows, half-body ballistas, fire platforms, and Rafale-class heavy ballistas, even if the attacking demon legions have a large numerical advantage, it will be difficult to break through our line of fire. The only thing to worry about is that this time we are facing a large army of 3,000 enemies. Whether the reserves of ordnance and materials are enough to consume until the end of the battle is the key to whether or not you can finally win the battle. ”

"You're confessing, hehe."

Clausewitz's remarks were entirely neutral, without emphasizing the risks Olympus took and the enormous cost of attrition, which seemed to be at odds with the position of his corps staff officer. Moriarty, however, smiled indifferently.

"In a strategic decisive battle against a strong enemy, our own military strength, which is already limited, must be coordinated and coordinated, otherwise there is no hope of victory at all." However, the old werewolf seemed to have misunderstood the other party's smile, and couldn't help but explain immediately.

"I understand, and I fully agree with you." Moriarty waved his hand and made his attitude clear: "As I said before, it is one thing to guard against friendly forces on the battlefield, and it is another thing to take the initiative to fulfill one's military duties. So, for the message of Windsor Castle. I have no objection, and the strategy for the rest of the battle can be arranged accordingly. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency is wise!"

Rarely, Clausewitz gave Moriarty a heavy military salute, and the original gloom in his eyes faded cleanly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the staff officer so solemn, Moriarty was a little surprised.

"No, nothing, just remembered something."

Old Crow only shook his head, and then turned away to adjust the new battle plan.

And looked at the other party's slightly rickety back. It was only then that Moriarty suddenly remembered the volume of "Transcripts of the Deduction of the Punic Wars", which he had carefully read many times. In this half-transcription, half-journal-like booklet. It is a simple record of Clausewitz's past secrets in Tataglia to assist the old master in the arduous battle. One of the passages is about the intrigue between Juncker and the tragic situation of a major defeat in a key battle, so that all of them were lost. As you can imagine, even today. Clausewitz is still regretting, struggling, and even hating the defeat that day. So when faced with some similar Windsor battles. The old werewolf is desperate to win. I am also afraid that the masterminds of the two sides will secretly dismantle the Taiwan because of the entanglement of their respective interests, and finally succeed. That's why there is such an "abnormal" state of emotion.

"What a pure military man." After a moment of silence, Moriarty only sighed softly.

After dawn, Olympus's war plane "roared". The resolution to leave for Windsor Castle in three days for a strategic battle has been communicated. At the same time, the news that the human camp has a new Templar Formation has made the entire Legion even more excited. In order to maximize the combat strength, even half of the troops of the Sosk garrison brigade, which had just been reorganized, were also drawn out and will participate in the decisive battle with the main force.

"Morty, do you want to send a letter to Rheinberg to see if White is willing to fight together?"

Just as the whole army was in full swing as the clockwork was ready, Guderian jumped to the side of Moriarty and spoke. Realistically speaking, although White's personal force is not the strongest, the "Thorn Shield" is a sharp weapon to restrain strong enemies in close combat, and can provide a reliable shield for Moriarty; What's more, the "Atonement of Camontdotivos" in his hand is made from the skull of the Great Demon, which has "+2 deterrent properties against enemies in the demon camp", which is extremely important for large-scale demon battles.

"Well, let's go back with the airship returning to Rhineberg in the afternoon with a message, and ask White if he would like to participate in the Battle of Windsor together. But by no means. Moriarty thought for a moment and said.

"I hope this guy will come back."

Although no one cares, the dwarves have been drinking very wantonly these days, but they always feel a little unhappy. After thinking about it, Guderian had to admit that he missed someone, even if he was always being trained.

In the evening, White stood alone on the high wall of the Rhineberg, watching the Great Cloud slowly descend in front of him. Soon, Captain Tony disembarked and rushed to his side, relaying Moriarty's message.

"Are you really determined to fight a decisive battle?" White looked at the goblin with a stern expression.

"Yes, I heard that vampire chick stole away from Windsor Castle last night, contacted the human nobles, and said that they agreed to make a move. He also brought back the news that a human warrior had advanced to the Templar, and the coalition's chances of winning had increased by a few points. Although not a combatant, Tony is also a well-informed person, and he said immediately.

"The Templar?" : Hearing the vampire's name, White's face immediately sank, but then he was stunned by the word Templar: "Is that Charlie, the 'Knight of the Round Table'?" ”

"Seems to be." The goblin nodded.

"I really didn't expect it to be at such a critical juncture..."

Hellfire Lawrence died at the hands of the Spear of Dawn, so White didn't have a crush on him anyway. But now that Charlie has advanced to the Templar, it is a great good for the human side, and White doesn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"Lord Moriarty said, I just sent you a message, and I have no intention of coercion, and it is subject to your wishes." Seeing that White didn't speak for a long time, Tony said cautiously: "Anyway, the airship won't return to Sosk until tomorrow morning, you can think slowly." ”

"Yes, I see." Smiling reluctantly at the goblin, White fell back into deep thought, seemingly contradictory. (To be continued......)