New Place!?

Seeing the boss stand up solemnly, everyone couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurriedly stood up straight.

"Yesterday, the Council of Bracada received an official letter from Erathia, requesting that we, as a Holy Alliance, send troops into the kingdom to support and jointly destroy the invading demon legions." Moriarty took out a copy of an official letter and circulated it around the room.

"It's so bad!?" White was the first to take the letter and read it quickly, his face quickly darkened: "Since the 'Ice Doomsday', there has not been an incident in Erathia inviting other armies to set foot on the territory. ”

As a former soldier of the kingdom, White still has a strong sense of Elasia pride and honor in his bones. And now the official of the kingdom has abandoned the long-standing tradition and openly invited the armed forces of other parties to enter the country, which can only show that Erathia has really reached the end of the mountain and the water is unthinkable. Otherwise, even if there is a trace of generosity, the royal family will be wantonly opposed and sabotaged by the military fanatics just if they want to issue such a "big rebellion" invitation.

"And what about our reply?"

Gustav was a Bracada native through and through, so naturally he didn't have the same intense feelings as White.

"The reconstituted council has made a decision in principle to support the kingdom of Erathia and fight against the demons. However, since Bracada is also facing a large-scale invasion of the Demon Legion, there are not many troops that can really be transferred out. ”

"What does that mean?" The silverbearded dwarf looked at Moriarty suspiciously, shaking the "copy of the distress letter" in his hand.

"The parliament decided to provide military assistance to Erathia in the form of a 'volunteer army'." Side. Clausewitz, habitually sneering lightly, explained.

"Volunteers?"

Most of the people present were puzzled by the new name.

"In other words, the council will call on the idle forces of the people in Bracada to go to the kingdom of Erathia to fight against the demons on the principle of 'voluntary willingness'." Moriarty immediately explained in detail.

"'Folk idle power'? Is this talking about us? ”

I have to say that sometimes Guderian's little brain still turns fast, especially when it comes to his own interests, he will have a strong intuition.

"Not bad." The old werewolf snorted.

"Is it okay not to be voluntary?"

As a duke and noblewoman, Margaret also had good political sensitivity, and immediately smelled something strange.

"Probably not." Moriarty smiled at the werewolf and shook her head.

"This..."

The silverbearded dwarf was almost on the verge of scolding. It turns out that the so-called "voluntary" is actually "voluntary" at all. can see that White, who is full of gloom on the side, is also about to be angry. Guderian immediately did not dare to speak indiscriminately.

"This morning, General Cruyff had already approached me and unofficially conveyed the 'Jianyì' from the City Lord's Mansion. Because it had just experienced the Great War of the North and South, the strength of Blue Crystal City was damaged. After that, they will send people to participate in the 'Demon Fighting Alliance'. So I hope that we 'Olympus' can take the initiative to take some 'responsibility'. ”

"Sure enough..."

The people who were already mentally prepared heard this message. Most of them showed unhappy expressions. Even on the one hand, White really hopes to return to China to fight with his compatriots in Erathia, but on the other hand, he is still very disgusted by the official practice of "unloading the mill and killing the donkey" of the Blue Crystal City officials.

"Of course, if we resist, it is not impossible. After all, with Hockenheim's support, the City Lord's Mansion will not really tear its face and 'make trouble'. However, for personal reasons, I will return to Erathia in the near future. After glancing for a week, Moriarty said in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency?"

"There is no way, I received a letter from the Rhodo Chamber of Commerce, a letter from my father asking for help, hoping that I can rush back to Kent to help the family fight the demon." Moriarty sighed softly.

"Boss, haven't you been kicked out of the house, and you don't even have the title of heir, and now you want to go back to you to work hard!?"

Immediately, the silverbearded dwarf couldn't hold it anymore and jumped up and shouted. On that day, he and White accompanied Moriarty to experience the "humiliating experience" of being swept away. Even if Baron Ensberg had given him a good compensatory at the time, it seemed to Guderian that it was no different from the pitiful money that was given to a beggar, and that it was nothing to compensate for the damage to the dignity of the arrogant profession.

"Don't talk yet, listen to what Morty has to say."

It was a matter of Moriarty's personal affairs, and both himself and the Silverbeard Dwarf were followers of the mage in their personal capacity, so White stopped Guderian's roar.

"Hehe, Guderian is right, I am no longer the heir of the family and I have no obligation to go back. However, I can ignore the riches of titles, caravans, and estates, but there are some people and some things that cannot be said to be put down. ”

For example, Hugo, the housekeeper who treats him like a child and grandchild, such as Hamilton, his first martial arts teacher, and Matil, who is said to be unmarried and even leads to speculation and ridicule, these people can usually be forgotten for a while, but in the face of the life and death test of the demonic invasion, Moriarty asked himself that he really couldn't stay out of the matter and be alone.

"Of course, it's just my personal reasons to need to return to Erathia. Except for White, Guderian as my followers... As well as Gregory, everyone else can choose to stay in Blue Crystal City. ”

"Alas, I know that I can't rest..."

The silver-bearded dwarf who was named immediately sighed fakely, but looking at his expression, it was a picture of "Lao Tzu is the descendant". On the side, White nodded heavily, while the magic lamp in the distance was still yawning.

"Your Excellency, the Gunfire Squad will follow you!" Gustav immediately raised his voice without hesitation.

"Morty, it's okay for the wolf to ride into Erathia, right?" On the other side, Margaret asked first, considering the issue of identity.

"There is no problem with the identification issued by Blue Crystal City." Moriarty shook his head.

"Then the Wolf Cavalry Company will be the sharpest blade in your hand." The female werewolf did not hesitate anymore, and also clearly expressed her willingness to advance and retreat together.

After that, Bruno, the three-flower elf, and Henry, the goblin mage, also "went with the flow" and expressed their willingness to follow the new boss to Erathia to "play".

As for the three Balalaika brothers, who were too large to fit into the conference room, they did not consider it at all, and if they refused to follow, Guderian would have vowed to beat them to the point that "the flowers bloomed red".

"It's expected that we'll be back in Aquamarine in a week's time, and then recuperate for another five days, and then head straight to Kent in Erathia aboard the 'Big Cloud' airship. I hope you will be prepared accordingly. ”

"Yes!"

"Alright, let's adjourn. Master Henry, please stay. ”

Having laid out the plans and preparations for the next step of the "abroad" campaign, Moriarty declared the meeting over, but left Henry alone.

"Your Excellency, is there anything else you have to say?"

As for Moriarty leaving himself alone for a "special exchange" after the meeting, the goblin mage was a little confused. Because of the "magic lamp", Henry felt that it was difficult to break away from Moriarty's team, unless he planned to "rebel". Therefore, the goblin mage, who has been thinking about "retirement" in Olympus, also hopes to communicate more with the boss.

"Yes, the Great War is over, but some follow-up questions about prisoners of war and trophies are still being processed." Moriarty and Henry sat next to each other, slowly.

"Yes."

"I've heard that there are some not-so-good practices in the South for prisoners of war, and it seems that there may be additional punishments of varying severity for prisoners on the battlefield?"

"Yes, according to our customs, any goblin who is captured on the battlefield will be regarded as immoral, and even if released by the enemy afterwards, he will be severely punished by the authorities. This also includes goblin fugitives who are unwilling to serve the war. Henry was familiar with the rules of the southern goblin city-states, and immediately replied.

"Yes. Speaking of loot, in the first few battles, we also captured a lot of 'Iron Fist of War', both intact and broken. These items are said to have no interest in redeeming them, and are likely to be recycled as scrap metal. Suddenly, Moriarty turned to loot.

"Yes." Henry's train of thought obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and he didn't know what the other party was going to say, so he had to respond simply.

"So, you say, if we buy all the 'Iron Fist of War', find a way to repair it, and recruit some elite goblin prisoners of war who are unwilling to return to the south for hard labor, is it possible to form a company of bronze puppets belonging to Olympus?"

Finally, Moriarty confided in her ambitions.

"This..."

Hearing the words of the "Bronze Puppet Company", the goblin mage, who had always prided himself on being calm, couldn't help but gasp. His new boss really dares to think, it is equivalent to basically spending no money to build a heavy infantry company close to the middle level of combat power, which can be called the best of "picking up leaks". Of course, this is also the use of ordinary people's unattainable blind spots in thinking, pulling together different things that were not in harmony with each other and producing a qualitative chemical reaction.

"The control system of the 'Iron Fist of War' is far more simplified than the original, and some hand-controlled mechanical components replace the precise alchemy array, so as long as there is no problem with the core central array, it is not too difficult to disassemble and replace the other parts." The goblin mage pressed the surprise and quickly recalled the information about the magic golem, affirming.

"That'll be fine." Moriarty nodded in satisfaction.

"Just considering the exchange of damaged parts and the spare stock rate, I am afraid that the 'iron fist of war' of a company needs at least one squadron's 'old product' base to support it." At this time, Henry reminded in time: "This is not counting the future accessories supplement. ”

"It's okay, I'll figure out how to deal with the 'supply'. As for recruiting goblin pilots, I'll leave it to you. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Seeing Moriarty's confident smile, the goblin mage suddenly felt that the "Iron Fist of War" company seemed to be waiting not far away. (To be continued......)