Lancer froze and had to return to his seat.

"You also know that the situation is difficult right now, and I didn't want to borrow your Third Legion." Robert's face was full of apologies: "It's just that my uncle's first legion, the second legion directly under me are all disabled, and only the third legion is intact and can still be used." ”

"Big brother! Lancer listened to his orders. ”

"Alright. You go and call Marcos, I want to hear his opinion. Robert gestured.

"This man is waiting outside." Despite his dissatisfaction, Lancer endured and did not have a seizure.

"Oh?" Robert's eyes lit up.

"The younger brother knew that the eldest brother trusted this person, so he brought him on his own initiative." Lancer spoke in a humble and apologetic tone.

"Well, the only person who can understand my worries the most is Brother Wang, go and announce him in!" Robert was shocked.

"Yes!" Lancer snorted back.

"Your Majesty!" Mark stepped in.

"Sit down." Seeing the arrival of the stranger, Robert suddenly looked trembling.

"Did Lancer say you were looking for me?" Robert was straightforward.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Mark said frankly.

"Put your personal affairs aside for a moment, I'd like to hear your comment on the situation at the energy station." Robert was blunt.

"It's ......," Mark hesitated.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Seeing Mark's hesitation, Robert dispelled his concerns.

"It's hard to say." In view of the lack of confidence in my heart, I naturally can't talk about it.

"Oh yes, is the prince back?" Mark wanted to get away with it, so he opened the switch with a side tap.

"I'm still dealing with a little thing, and it's basically in place." Robert was honest.

"Can you tell us about the 'Groundhog' legion?" Mark smiled.

"Oh? Do you know this team too? Robert was startled, his eyes wandering, as if he was thinking.

"I only heard yesterday that the more you understand it, the more you can control the situation." Mark Ran.

"Okay."

After adjusting his sitting position, Robert said: "Hundreds of kilometers north of the Kansas city-state, there is a long mountain foothill that separates the mainland. The mountains there are steep, frozen and bitter cold all year round, and inaccessible. ”

A maid brought seasonal fruits and vegetables, as well as fine wine.

After filling the two of them, they left.

Robert picked up his glass, looked deeply, and swallowed the full glass with his mouth open.

Wine stains snaked from the corners of his mouth, and dark red liquid stained the mink collar.

After touching the wine stains with his hands, Robert suddenly felt hearty and refreshed.

Mark picked up his glass, took a sip and put it in his mouth, savoring the bitter and sweet taste, and looked at Robert with interest.

"When I was young, my father asked me to send an envoy to the north, and my uncle led the team at that time." Looking at the threshold of the main hall, Robert's originally upturned Erlang's legs couldn't help but sway.

Presumably, the story is so beautiful that Robert recalls that when he was at the beginning, he was as "naughty" as a child.

"We set off for the north, and all the way was exotic that Kansas didn't have." At this point, Mark caught a glimpse of the king's blush.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me for the feeling of a child who grew up in a cage when he leaves the palace." After pouring the wine to his heart's content, Robert swallowed another half glass.

"Although my uncle is old-fashioned, he is well-informed, and under his care, we are naturally in danger."

"I remember that the first post station was set up in the city-state of Wade, which was not large and mostly humanoids." Robert stared upwards at forty-five degrees, as if in reminiscence.

"Your Majesty, are they all people like you like Kansas?" Mark asked, surprised, alluding to the lizardmen.

"No, no, no. Much more interesting than Kansas. There are all kinds of people, you know. After a lot of alcohol intake, Robert was relaxed and talked much more easily.

"Half-sheep, half-cow, uh~ and birdman."

"Oh?" Mark's interest was suddenly lifted, and after putting down the wine glass, he leaned back on the backrest.

"The North is not a country, it is made up of several different tribes. Its basic structure is completely different from that of Kansas. Robert explained.

"Your Majesty, can you elaborate a little more?" Mark protested.

"Although the northern border is ethnically complex, most of them are made up of people from various places who have taken refuge and converged. The aborigines are only pure humans. "Robert is unsociable, lacks vocabulary and has limited expression.

"Humans?" Mark pondered for a moment, then asked, "Is it a 'slave' to whom Kansas belongs?" ”

"No, Mark. The people there are different from here. They claim to be gods, and they possess technology that is no worse than that of an intelligent mastermind, and in some ways even surpasses it. At this point, Robert's eyes lit up.

"After talking for a long time, it seems that there is no mention of the 'groundhog' army at all." Mark complained.

"Dear Mark, please don't rush. After so many years, let me slowly reminisce. Robert smiled slightly: "We were greeted by Guna, a member of the 'Protoss', she is a young girl. Just like you, with blue eyes. ”

Looking at Robert's foolish eyes, Mark seemed to sense something.

"She is suffocatingly beautiful, and her sanctity brooks no desecration." Robert suddenly became excited, learned Mark to lean on the hand, leaned his head closer and whispered: "Just a look at her, just a frown, just a slight smile...... Oh, dear Mark. Even if I trade my life, I have no mercy. ”

"Your Majesty, I can feel the beauty of that girl." Mark didn't say it against his heart.

Men and women who are addicted to love are often deeply attracted to each other, so that it is difficult to see each other's shortcomings.

"Your Majesty, although the girl is beautiful, because of your identity, she finally parted ways, right?" The ending is obvious, and Robert has a human queen.

After pouring the remaining half of the glass into his mouth, Robert lay down dejectedly. "Dear Mark, you can't guess the ending."

"She's martyred?" Mark glared.

"No~ When I slipped out of the palace and went through all the trouble to find her, she couldn't remember it at all." Rob was particularly overheaded, and his face was full of sorrow.

"How is this possible?" Mark complained loudly: "Unless she's 'brainwashed'." ”

After picking up the wine bottle and pouring a sip of wine into his mouth, Robert looked miserable, rolled his eyelids and said: "Later, after every possible inquiry, she was reborn......"

"Reborn?" Mark almost jumped up from his stool, "How is this possible?" ”

"It's rebirth." Robert repeated.

Seeing Mark's doubts, Robert emphasized: "Death, recycling, manufacturing, that's what makes the North special." ”

"This ......," Mark muttered, speechless in astonishment.

"My dear Mark, this is not alarmist. They are called 'Protoss' because they remain immortal. Robert reveals the secrets of the North.