After the "Pioneers" entered the Black Forest, the envoys representing the royal family of Ansu and the eastern frontier finally arrived in Cecil.

On the White Water River Pier Plaza, the newly built river fast passenger ship "Wave Breaker" was guided by a towing beam to approach the trestle smoothly, and after the gangplank extended from the side of the ship to the solid and stable concrete bridge deck, Cohen Loren was the first to step down.

He glanced back and saw that the swift water beast of steel and wood, powered by some kind of magic mechanism, had fallen silent, the flag representing the Cecil family fluttering in the wind over the bow of the ship, and half of the messengers who had walked off the ship after him were staggering.

Frankly, the strange ship known as the "Magic Machine" sailed very smoothly, but apparently there were still quite a few people who were seasick, and looking at the rickety gentlemen, Cohen knew that they would probably not be able to compete with the Cecil with their proud eloquence in a short time.

He didn't know if it was intentional for the Duke of the South.

On the docks, Gawain still chose to personally greet these emissaries from the north, representing the royal family and the east.

He led a group of government officials to stand at the end of the honor guard and the red carpet, watching the deputy head of the Royal Knights with the surname "Loren" walking towards him, with a faint smile on his face.

"Salute you, great Guardian of the South, Founder of the Kingdom," Cohen Loren touched his chest with one hand in front of Gawain and bowed slightly, "I came to you by command of the Moen Bloodline—the Kingdom needs your strength. ”

Gawain nodded, the deputy head of the Knights, who had the same name as a young mage researcher in his realm, spoke sleekly and cautiously, and he used the name "Moen bloodline" instead of the word "royal", apparently referring to the two "Moen Princes" in the royal capital and the eastern realm at the same time.

It is probably because of this tactfulness and prudence that he can become the "leader" of this special team of messengers.

This special contingent of emissaries is nominally representative of the "Ansu royal family", but in reality only half of them are from St. Sunil, and the other half are representatives of the eastern realm, and they do not necessarily have any specific duties in the procession, but symbolize their respective factions. The formation of such a nondescript "mixed mission" should be one of the conditions for a temporary truce between the royal family and the eastern border, but such a mixed mission could not assume the real responsibility of the emissary.

Cohen Loren, a member of the bloodline of the Loren family in the East, but for the sake of family stability, he has given up the inheritance rights in the family many years ago and became a royal nobleman, this special status of the "royal noble" should have lived an embarrassing life in the past, but at this moment, the civil war in the kingdom is suspended, and both warring parties need a qualified person to represent themselves in the south, and this royal nobleman has a place to use again.

Gawain didn't say anything about this, but just followed the topic: "I have received a letter from the elven messenger, and it is my duty to pay for this country." ”

After a polite remark, he glanced Cohen Loren up and down: "Mr. Deputy Commander, this should be the second time we have met." ”

"Yes, the last time was two years ago, when I was a bodyguard for Her Highness Veronica," Cohen Loren nodded, looking at the bustling scene around the Docks Square with a look of admiration, "I must admit that the changes here are so amazing that I wouldn't recognize it even if I saw it with my own eyes." ”

It seems that everyone who has been to the South will feel the same way when they visit it again, and Gawain is used to it. After a few brief pleasantries, he still took the envoys to the autumn palace for the reception of guests, according to the custom, and after that, it was the usual reception banquet.

The feast was not grand, and some of the envoys who were still seasick obviously did not have much appetite to enjoy the food and wine of the feast, and the others were also tired from the journey and wanted to rest quickly, so after a little etiquette, the formal reception feast ended, and the members of the mission, whose greatest role was to act as a "camp backdrop", were taken to rest by the waiters, while Cohen Loren, who was on a mission, asked to meet with Gawain alone as soon as the feast was over.

In the lounge next to the Autumn Palace Ballroom, Cohen sat on a dark red leather couch, and Gawain sat across from him.

Amber, who served as the "surface guard", stood honestly behind Gawain's chair, wandering the world with a serious face.

After a few polite conversations, Cohen got down to business: "Lord Duke, the supplies specified by the elves have been more than half prepared and will arrive in the south in the near future, including the consumption of the engineering team itself and the first batch of magic materials. Don't know how your preparations are progressing here? ”

Gawain smiled, "While you're busy discussing who to send, my men are already preparing to build a road across the Black Forest. ”

“…… At this point, we are willing to admit the short-sightedness and prejudice of the nobles of the royal capital, and you are right to be wary of the wasteland," Cohen heard the sarcasm in Gawain's words, but he accepted it calmly, "We know that the kingdom is in trouble right now, and the problems are very big, and you may even be disappointed, but please believe that most of the nobles are hoping that the situation will go in a good direction. ”

Gawain looked at Cohen Loren quietly for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Who do you mean by this?" Is it Silver Castle? Or East? ”

Cohen Loren met Gawain's gaze: "...... I only speak for everyone who wants peace and prosperity in Ansu. ”

"It's an empty phrase."

After a brief silence, Cohen Loren suddenly said, "Lord Duke, I have some private things to say, please leave it alone. ”

Gawain's face was calm, but Amber, who was standing behind, couldn't help but speak: "Hey, your request is a bit excessive, but here is ......"

"It's okay," Gawain said, raising his hand, interrupting Amber, "Stand aside—I'm curious to see what the Vice-Master of the Order wants to say." ”

Amber pursed her lips and waved to the nearby attendants and guards, before leaving the lounge with everyone.

Then, after two seconds, he walked back back into stealth, standing next to Gawain and grimacing at Gawain.

Gawain ignored the half-elf's actions, and Cohen Loren, who was sitting opposite, couldn't see Amber in stealth at all, and the deputy head of the regiment reached into his arms to take out a letter sealed with a magic rune.

"Forgive me for being a little secret—I don't have any private words, I'm here to deliver you a letter."

"Letter?" Gawain was really a little surprised this time, he picked up the letter curiously, guessing who wrote a secret letter to him, and this secret letter was obviously kept secret from the entire envoy group, before this moment, I am afraid that only Cohen Loren himself knew about its existence, "the mark of the royal family......"

On the cover of the letter, the sword and shield emblem of the Ansu royal family is printed.

Gawain cast an inquiring glance at Cohen Loren, who bowed slightly, "Greetings from the people on the throne of Silver Castle. ”

On the throne of Silver Castle, sitting at the moment is the titular crown prince of Ansu, Wales Morn.

That's kind of interesting.

Gawain restrained his surprise and waved his hand to break the sigil on the envelope, and took out three neatly folded pieces of letter from it, while Amber, who was standing next to him, immediately turned his head to the side with an exaggerated motion, indicating that he would not peek.

"Hats off, Founder of the Kingdom, and I speak to you as the heir of the Moen bloodline, and this should be the first conversation between us—unfortunately, it's a piece of paper and half the kingdom away, and I'll have to choose as plain and straightforward language as I can to give you as much insight as possible about my attitude and my true intentions.

"I know the Mithril Oath Board exists.

"I know your eligibility to inherit."

At the beginning of this letter, Gawain was already shocked.

He hid his surprise with a calm countenance, and looked up at Cohen Loren, who was sitting across from him, but there was no expression on his face, and there was no way to tell whether the deputy head of the regiment knew the contents of the secret letter.

Gawain settled down, lowered his head and continued to look at the rest of the letter.

Later, Welsh Moen did not continue to discuss the special "emergency succession qualifications" of the first Grand Dukes such as Gawain, but instead talked about the aristocratic situation within the kingdom, the intricate relationship between the royal capital and the nobility, and the clamping, watching, balancing and friction between the various feudal territories.

Of the three pages of the letter, Wales devotes two pages to these things, and it is in this only two pages that he describes the characteristics of almost all the local nobles of the contemporary Ansu kingdom, and even clarifies the general genealogy of these powerful nobles.

It would be difficult for even the best heraldic masters, the most knowledgeable aristocratic historians, and the most senior court advisors to fully comprehend these extremely complex things, let alone to extract a system from them, and finally condense them into two pages of letterhead—which requires not only extraordinary wisdom, but also a long period of research and observation, as well as a special talent for grabbing and assembling key information from a vast amount of information.

Gawain took a soft breath, Welsh Moen, it is impossible to be a mediocre royal family as rumored.

He saw the end of the letter.

“…… Duke Cecil, you should be aware that the kingdom you and your comrades-in-arms founded seven hundred years ago has gone through a long period of change, just as a beautiful and magnificent city has been built on a bare field, and the bloodlines of those simple, simple, and upright pioneers of the past have evolved into such a large and complex group......

"It's like this silver castle, huge and gorgeous, but under the dome there are countless dark passages and dirty corners, and like a long-entangled ball of thread, it is even more difficult to split even a straight thread from it.

"My brother—you know who I mean—he saw this early on, and he tried to untie or destroy the thread by his own means, and to sweep away the filth of the kingdom that had accumulated over the past seven hundred years, and he did not hesitate to take the risk of doing so.

"Unfortunately, he, like me, is part of this line.

"Luckily, you're outside the line.

"Welsh Moen, descendant of Charlie Moen, salute you again."

Gawain looked at each letter on the letter word by word, and at the end of the letter, he saw a line of words written in a special font:

"Burn after reading"

As his gaze swept over the letters, the three pages of the letter burst into flames.

Gawain watched silently as the letter burned to ashes, which were broken down into basic elements by the arcane flames that lit up so that even the best mystics could not restore them, before he looked at Cohen Loren, "You are loyal to Welsh Moen. ”

"His Highness has been away from Silver Castle for twenty years, but there are still a small number of royal nobles who are loyal to him."

"Do you know what he said in his letter?"

"I don't know, it's not the knight's work to snoop on the master's letters."

Gao Wen quietly looked at the deputy head of the knight order for a while, then retracted his gaze, and said unhurriedly: "You can return to your life after you go back, just say that I already know." ”

Cohen Loren stood up and bowed in the most standard knightly salute, "Yes." ”