readx;? When the middle of the Dragon's Back Mountains also began to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost, a tall and ugly warrior appeared outside the city of Dolin, she had the same eye and hair color as common among the Normans, and the thick skeleton, such a woman might be considered a monster in the south, but it was common in Norman, but her skin was smoother than a child that made the guards hesitate for a moment, and they looked at the woman, from her clothes to her luggage, the elves did not allow the ugly chicken to enter the Silvercrown Forest, but they were unusually generous to give this brave human woman everything they thought she would need- However, most of them have been replaced by Perrant and Kerryben, as well as some of the elves who have been traveling for many years, because the clothes and accessories that can only be seen on the elves, as well as the weapons, can only cause fatal disasters to the ugly chicken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoEven so, the silky silk fabrics, the delicate leather goods, and a knife from the orcs (yes, the ugly chicken's own trophy, which the elves had given it a fishskin sheath) made the guards feel a little awe-inspiring.

"Where are you from?" they asked routinely.

"Gul. Ugly Chicken said.

"What is Gul?" the guard asked warily, "it seems like we've never heard that name." ”

"Because it's so desolate," said the ugly chicken, "but our lord is the nephew of your lord's uncle's nephew's brother-in-law's nephew." And I am his daughter's maid, and I have come here to complete the affection between relatives and to send important letters and gifts. ”

The guard lowered his head and thought about what kind of aunt's ...... Wait, he didn't know if the stranger was lying to her, but since she said that she had come to see the noble lady, the lord's uncle would not have known if she had such a relative—to be honest, the relationship between the nobles and the nobles who had been madly marrying each other was a real headache for ordinary people, so he quickly called the captain of the guard, and then the captain of the guard and a team of soldiers "escorted" the ugly chicken to a small mansion on the outskirts of the fortress. In the case of unknown identity, of course, they could not send the ugly chicken directly to the lady.

If it had only been a few years ago, the status of the lady might not have been so important, to the people of Doling, she was only the brother and sister of the lord of the city, the wife of her husband and the mother of her daughter, but after the disappearance of Maren Lorenos, this venerable woman took on a heavy responsibility that should not have been carried by women. She vehemently denied that Mullen was dead, and took an even more forceful stance to expel the three nobles who had bought the dominion of the Spirits from John, the Norman King who had made a fortune by any means, and was once even forced to fight a battle to defend the city, and of course, the Spirits were victorious, and despite the terrible threats (the despicable bastard threatened to sell every Dorinarian who dared to resist into slavery), they persevered, and now the Lady Lorenos fulfilled all the duties and powers of a city lord, for which she was assassinated several times- It could be the man who wanted to get the spirits, or it could be the Norman king, who fortunately had no way to draw an army to punish the woman who dared to rebel against the king, and now the Normans were full of chasms—there were more arrogant and arrogant people than Lady Lorenos, and their knights and soldiers were more abundant and dangerous than a woman who had only this city.

"Do you have any tokens?" said the captain of the garrison mildly, some people may wonder why a lord's daughter would have such an ugly maid, but he can smell the sword and blood from the ugly chicken, this woman is not an ordinary woman who is powerless, and Norman's noble lady often has such a maid by her side, in order to ensure her safety, not to mention that a strong and combat-ready maid can sometimes play an unexpected role.

"Give this letter to Madame. Ugly Chicken said.

After the letter had been found to be non-poisonous and not to bear a curse, it soon reached Madame Lorenos, and although she did not remember at all whether she had such a relative, she only glanced at it and found that the fire paint stamp on the letter was none other than the coat of arms of the young lord of Dorin, and she felt a moment of ecstasy, and then became depressed, for the size of the coat of arms was evidently not the heraldic ring that Malen had taken away, and she took up her heraldic pendant and compared it briefly, and found that it was something they had given to their friend. After the plague had destroyed nearly all of Doling, Mullen gave three coats of arms to the city's owner and benefactor, Her Royal Highness Princess Leona, the Elven Ranger Kerryben, and the half-Elven mage Camemar.

The captain of the guard watched his mistress pull out the letter, she didn't show any suspicious expression, as if it was indeed a greeting letter between insignificant relatives, but she read it twice, and then she looked up, "Let the lady in." ”

The Ugly Chicken was invited in, and her tall stature made the room a little dark—it was the room that Princess Leona had not left since her arrival in Doling, in order to appease her plague-stricken people, and the sunlight was shining through the huge glass windows, making the room warm and bright.

"Sit down. Mrs. Lorenos said kindly, and the ugly chicken sat down on a chair with goose down and satin on the seat and armrests, which should have been very comfortable, but the ugly chicken tried a few times and found that it could not contain her ass, and before Madame ordered her maid to bring a larger chair, she simply abandoned the chair and sat down generously on the carpet.

"Stand down, all of you. Madame said.

"But let Sir stay with you. The maid said that the ugly chicken's weapon had been left outside the room, and the problem was that by looking at her thick arms, it would be impossible for her to break Madame's neck.

Madame nodded in approval, the mage was a Spirit, his mentor was Gavin who had previously served under the lord of Thundercastle, Berdwin, this young man was still trustworthy, and he was very intelligent, although he was left behind, he did not stand upright, putting on a "I think you are an assassin" Instead, he walked to the desk on one side and sat down, just between Madame and the Ugly Chicken (maybe closer to the Ugly Chicken), about eight or nine feet away enough for him to cast a spell that had been stored in the rune seal, even if the devil ate it, it would be a little unbearable, but on the surface, he seemed to be just a clerk, with ink and parchment in front of him, as if to record the conversation between the Ugly Chicken and the Lady.

But then what he heard almost made him jump literally.

"Then the enemies of the Normans are using the Norman people to produce more enemies. Madame said calmly, she had seen the elf's letter, so she could barely keep her calm now, "Does Dylan Doncleray, Lord of Thundercastle, already know this important message?"

"I don't know," said the ugly chicken, "but it is said that he is now in the royal capital." ”

"And what about Thunder Castle?" the lady asked in surprise, "Autumn is short, winter is coming, the invasion of the orcs is imminent, and the lord of Thunder Castle is still in the royal capital?"

"I'm not very sure about the specifics. The Elves were able to get this information thanks to them, Ugly Chicken shook her head, and then she couldn't help but look sad and hateful when she heard Madame ask about those who had escaped from the claws of the orcs with her: "They, they are all dead, Madame," she said, "they were hung on the walls, almost skeletons from the skull down, and the acting administrator of Thundercastle told the people that they were spies of the orcs." "There was only one woman naked in the standing cage, and the elves guessed that it might be to lure out the ugly chicken, if she did go to Thundercastle, or heard about it, and appeared in the crowd of people watching for verification or some other reason.

So when the ugly chicken came to Doling, she weaved a little lie. She didn't return to her village, she didn't even touch the edge of the land, and on the way, even if the city and village were close by, she preferred to rest and find water in the wilderness and dense forest, although this meant that she had to fight the beasts, but she knew that humans were much more terrible than the beasts.

The mage looked at Madame, Dorin was far away from the king, and even farther away from Thunder Castle, but they were too close to the southern kingdoms. "Can we hope that Dylan Donclay of Fort Thunder will pay attention to this news?" he muttered under his breath.

The Lady looked at the Ugly Chicken, and she had heard of the present chaos in Thundercastle, for Dorin was also a mercantile city, and the merchants who came and went had complained more than once about the greed of the Acting Administrator, and the Sir, who wanted to take Dorin and Lady Lorenos into his pocket, had mentioned that he would sell to the Orcs those who dared to disobey him, and that there were merchants who asked the Lady if she would sell the soldiers captured in the battle—even in the past, this was not an uncommon thing. Knights and lords would be ransomed, but ordinary soldiers had all their possessions on themselves, and if they had a rich relative, they would not be willing to make expendables in a campaign, but if they were left behind, many lords would doubt their loyalty, and not every village would be willing to accept outsiders, especially those who had plundered and slaughtered them, so it seemed to be the best option to simply exchange these standard chicken ribs for some shiny gold coins. But at that time, they would only be sent to the Norman lords, who had nothing to do with the battle, and although they might not survive long as serfs, it was better than being food.

As a Norman citizen, Madame even hoped that the previous year's victory would not come so easily, and although she was a woman, she knew that some men, especially young men like Dylan Donclay, who were in high positions of power and had the gift of spellcasters, were almost born to stand at the top of glory, he was not Morton Donclay, nor Baldwin Donclay...... Even Baldwin Donkray, who had been fighting for twenty years, had once nearly lost Thundercastle, and if it weren't for the destruction of the entire city as a last resort, the orcs would have invaded the Normans' hinterland like jackals on the bones of the Normans.

And Dylan, his wife has also discussed with Gavin's disciples, and they have also studied whether this spell can be used in Dorling, theoretically speaking, this circle does seem to be invulnerable, as long as there are enough magic gems and enough secret and stable placement sites, without soldiers and knights, this defensive circle can slowly consume the enemy, but it is precisely because it is so seemingly flawless that it makes Madame feel terrified - how many soldiers did Dylan Donclay expel the soldiers of Thunder Castle? Although everyone knew that this was necessary, Berdwin had been in Thunder Fort for twenty years, and his prestige was as thick as the triple walls of Thunder Castle, and every soldier could be his admirer, Madame could understand Dylan's approach, but she was worried that Thunder Castle's combat power had not been replenished in time. The new king needs his own army, and the nobles are not satisfied with the new king and at the same time they are trying to ensure that their power is not diminished, for example, now that the new king's messenger has come to ask Dorling for knights and soldiers, will Lady Lorenos meekly surrender the power in her hands? No, she will not, although nominally these soldiers will be replenished to Thundercastle, she does not believe in the new king, John, nor Dylan Donkray.

But perhaps, she could send some of her soldiers to Thundercastle on the premise of ensuring that Dorlings were not disturbed, but the key question is, will Dylan Donclay accept them? Even if it is thousands of miles away, Lady Lorenos has heard that His Highness is trying to make Thundercastle a magical fortress.

"What do you want?" said Mrs. Lorenos, who in her letter she hoped that she would give the ugly chicken some help, and that if it were an ordinary woman, the lady would give her a house and gold, an identity, and perhaps a husband, but standing in front of her was undoubtedly a warrior.

"I think," said the ugly chicken slowly, "I think, maybe ...... Build an army. ”

An army of slaves.

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Dylan Donclay threw the box on the ground with contempt, and the cold body rolled out of the box, and the guards around him frowned—for the small, curly, deformed body was so disgusting that it still emitted an unbearable stench even though it had been carefully drugged by the person who had obtained it.

"They're provoking me," Dylan whispered, "Elves...... They're terrorizing me, thinking I'm going to be scared, and they're begging them to come back to Castle Thunder - dream your dreams! pointy-eared monster," he smiled, tugging at the corners of his mouth, "...... My formation can destroy giants, can we still fear these human and orc mongrels?" )