Chapter 275: Duke, rambling, asking for a price

As rumored to be, the Duke of Midamoa was not tall, or even short, especially for the generally athletic werewolf clan. But it is such an inconspicuous short middle-aged werewolf, but he has mastered the powerful military class "Wolfgang" of Krulrod, and at the same time, he has reached the peak of the twelfth high-level of the warrior profession, which can be described as a half-step pole. It is even rumored that this Grand Duke actually has the strength to break through the shackles and achieve the great cause of the Great Knight of Beamon Town, but for some reason he has been holding back and only stumbling in front of the door.

As if sensing the unfamiliar gaze cast on him, the werewolf duke turned slowly, and then smiled at Moriarty who was striding forward.

"Your Excellency Lord Midamoa, I am Moriarty from Erathia. Ensberg, it's an honor to have you here. "As is the case, Moriarty begins by paying a deep salute to the top power of the United Kingdom of Krulord.

"Welcome, young man from afar, your name has already resounded throughout the Antagreqi Continent, and I am glad to entertain a heroic figure who slew the Great Demon in Burles!" Midamoa's voice was deep, like an echo from a deep well, but with a certain indescribable charm and convincing power.

"I owe the defeat of the Demon Path to my followers and many brave men. In addition, our Knight of the Round Table's Spear of Dawn had already inflicted heavy damage on that Great Demon, so it should not be overshadowed by his noble exploits. Moriarty looked at the Werewolf Grand Duke and replied without humility or arrogance.

"Well, honesty and humility are the swords that break through the fog. It allows people to see the road ahead. The Werewolf Grand Duke nodded, and then smiled again: "Let's go, let's take a walk along Lake Belis together, it's the season when the lake is at its most beautiful." ”

After saying that, Midamoa Ben turned around first to continue the stroll, while Margaret on the side consciously took a few steps back, leaving space for the protagonist Moriarty.

"How's the war against demons going in Erathia? While the Demon Legion hasn't crossed the Hurricane Wasteland yet, I'm worried that if the tide of battle changes, Krulord will be attacked by the demons. ”

Half a step ahead of the visitors, the Werewolf Grand Duke asked first. Although there is also its own intelligence system. But no one of the belligerents themselves has a deeper understanding of the war situation. So Midamoa first wanted to know the latest situation in the neighboring country.

"The situation is not encouraging. However, the overall war situation has reached a stage of strategic stalemate. After a moment of deliberation, Moriarty said slowly: "Due to the suddenness of the spatial gap, the countries on the pan-continent actually did not expect to encounter the invasion of the Demon Legion of the Alternate Plane, nor did they make corresponding preparations for war. So as far as I know. Including Erathia, Bracada, Deja and Aveli. All the continental states that bordered the space rift directly suffered significant losses in the early stages of the war. Both military and civilian casualties were severe. As for Erathia specifically, the current main battlefield is located in the eastern and southeastern regions, which are the hardest hit areas of demons. Several counties have lost contact with the outside world, and the situation must be extremely dangerous. In the direction of Fort Ford, a huge demon army and an unknown number of demon poles surrounded it, and it was still fighting fiercely. However, in the central, western, and northern regions of Erathia, the demonic power is relatively weak, and the royal family and nobles have a certain advantage in military power, and I heard that they have begun to fight back gradually. However, considering the strong forces of the invading demons, it will take a considerable amount of time to change from a local counterattack to a full-front counterattack. ”

"Well, you're right. In the face of a demonic army whose nature is to kill the race, it is obviously unrealistic to want to expel them on the spot. After listening to the other party's words, the werewolf duke was silent for a moment and nodded: "I heard that you returned to Erathia as a volunteer army of Bracada, and have recaptured the Rhineberg, which was once occupied by demons?" ”

"Yes, after several months of fierce fighting, our side has completely stabilized the situation around the Rhineberg, and even the demon army besieging the city has been routed and driven away."

"Hehe, it's a very good situation, it seems that the local counteroffensive in Kent is about to start from you." Duke Midamoa glanced at the other with appreciation. Being able to return thousands of miles and recapture the heavy castle in a battle, and then lead his troops to fight and kill a demon pole, if such a battle is placed in Krulord, he can directly enter the Senate to worship the land.

"Although Krulord and Erathia may be said to have a family feud, they are 'comrades-in-arms' with the same interests in fighting the demonic invasion. Young man, did you come to me to ask for my help? Without going around in circles any further, the Werewolf Grand Duke asked directly.

"Yes, Lord Duke." Seeing that the other party was so happy, Moriarty also said bluntly: "As you said, after consolidating the defense system of Rhineberg, my next goal is to start clearing those scattered demons in the field, and accumulate small victories into big victories." After a certain period of time, he concentrated his forces and joined forces with several other noble leaders in our county to fight a decisive battle with the demon legion, and recovered the entire territory of Kent in one fell swoop. ”

"Well, it's a sound strategic idea." The Duke nodded.

"Therefore, in the current combat situation, I need a fast army with strong mobility, can run long distances, intersperse, and have a certain ability to attack fortifications..."

"So, you're hoping to hire another batch of wolf cavalry from Wolfgang?" Before Moriarty could finish speaking, the Werewolf Grand Duke had already given the "answer".

"Yes, exactly." Moriarty smiled slightly, and then looked at Margaret and Clausewitz on the side: "Actually, it is precisely because of Wolfgang's previous 'support' and the help of the wolf cavalry company led by Mary and Crowe Sr. that my 'Olympus' was able to hold out in the Civil War in Bracada and win victory again and again in the subsequent return home. ”

"I am very happy that a powerful nobleman of Erathia, who is also a powerful mage of Bracada, can make such a high opinion of my warriors in Wolfgang. You know, as 'masters of the civilized world,' your fellow citizens and peers can mostly regard us as unbearable beasts. Seeing that the other party praised the wolf rider so much, Midamoya smiled at first, but his words were not "flat".

"This should be just the uninhibited rhetoric of some narrow-minded people, and there is no logic to speak of. It seems to me that there are usually two major standards in the civilized world, one is the glorious history, and the other is the wisdom of the present. So, from this point of view, Krulord is no different from Erathia or Bracada, they are all mature civilization systems with their own unique charms. Speaking of this, Moriarty seemed to pause deliberately, and then added: "Moreover, the shaman of your country can be said to be the flame spreader of the pan-continental civilization, which no race can deny. Therefore, slandering the noble forerunners who have received the Tao from oneself will only bring shame upon oneself. ”

"Hehe, your argument is very novel, and it's the first time I've heard someone look at the mainland civilization system in this way." Looking at the young man in front of him, the duke suddenly laughed: "It seems that the land of mages can't help but flourish in magical civilization, and the philosophical system is also very profound, which makes me want to go to it very much." ”

"No, Dad, no other mage can say such philosophical things. The priesthoods I've seen are all concerned with the study of magic, and nothing else. At this point, Margaret, who was a little behind, interjected.

"Really? Well, my little daughter has really 'grown up'. Glancing at the werewolf, and seemingly unintentionally sweeping over Moriarty on the other side, the werewolf Grand Duke smiled.

"Daddy!" The bright Margaret immediately understood the rich meaning in her father's gaze, and immediately snorted.

"Lord Duke, as I have just said, I would like to hire a reinforced squadron of wolf cavalry from Wolfgang once again to supplement the attacking strength of our troops. Of course, according to the 'trade rules', I will pay the corresponding commission. Not wanting to see some kind of embarrassing fermentation, Moriarty immediately interjected.

"As I have said, the fight against the demonic invasion is not only the military business of Erathia, but also the responsibility of the countries of the pancontinent. Therefore, I agree to your request and will send another team of wolf cavalry to join you. In this way, with the addition of the previous 'Powerful Company', you have a brigade-sized assault cavalry, which is enough to complete your first stage of clearance. ”

"Thank you very much for your help, Lord Duke..."

Hearing that Midamoa agreed to the request for reinforcements so bluntly, Moriarty was immediately overjoyed and was about to salute the Werewolf Grand Duke, but was stopped by the other party's outstretched hand.

"However, while supporting you, I am also conditional." The Duke smiled and said with a smile.

"Please, sir."

Sure enough, things are not so simple, it seems that any powerful person with his own goals will not "work for nothing" for others, even in the name of fighting demons.

"First of all, I would like to order a batch of alchemy potions from your alchemy studio, including healing, brute strength, endurance, and detoxification, and the number is about a wing base."

"A wing base?"

Hearing this, Moriarty couldn't help but frown. If what the other party said was true, then the total number of potions needed would be no less than five hundred, equivalent to the total number of goods that Moriarty had swept from the local area of Blue Crystal City before returning home, and its value would be more than 10,000 even if calculated in the gold coins of Bracada, which had the highest gold content.

"Of course, I won't ask you to deliver the goods immediately, as long as the transaction is gradually completed over the next year."

It seemed that it was not to embarrass the other party, and the duke immediately relaxed the time limit. And if that's the case, with the increasingly experienced alchemy apprentices in the Earth Studio as the auxiliary, it won't be too much pressure on Moriarty. But what exactly does this werewolf Grand Duke want to do? The alchemy potion of a wing base is enough to support a high-intensity local battle, and the potion can only maintain an expiration date of about one year at most due to its own reasons, and the effect of the medicine will continue to decay when it expires. Judging in this way, the Duke on the other side is really preparing to do something "big". (To be continued......)