"Master, wake up, wake up, it's not early", a familiar call appeared in his ears.

Al shook his head, rubbed his eyes, looked at the slightly pale weather outside the window, and said, "Is it morning?"

"Hmm", Polly looked distressedly at Al, who was a little sluggish because he hadn't slept all night, "The old butler told me to tell you about this morning's military meeting".

Rubbing his sore neck, Al replied, "I see."

Last night, after controlling the temperature on Lulu's body for most of the night, in the second half of the night, seeing Lulu's breathing was steady and her face was ruddy, because of the consumption of mental power and the tiredness in her body, Al couldn't help but squint for a while.

Reached out and tested the temperature on Lulu's forehead, well, the temperature was normal.

Feeling Lulu's gentle breathing, Al finally put his mind at ease, waved his hand to let the attendant summon the priest, and after seeing Lulu's condition, there was no problem, Al returned to the bedroom, and under Polly's service, freshened up and dressed up, and prepared for this military meeting.

Because in order to avoid the clutter of the castle personnel and safety considerations, important meetings are usually held in the castle lord's palace under the mountainside.

After washing up, the refreshed Al seriously recalled the plan he had finalized with Old Barton and Rand yesterday before he was escorted by the old butler and guards to the City Lord's Mansion in the city.

As soon as the carriage stopped, and before Al got out of the car, he vaguely heard the whispered conversation of two nobles in the distance, touched his ears, and Al listened.

"What do you think is the purpose of this meeting, and it won't make us bleed again, right?"

This should be a scared nobleman who has been sent to guard, Al thought with some amusement.

"No, it's going to be winter, and the requisition has already begun, and it is impossible to wait until now." The other nobleman said very indifferently, obviously he saw that the situation was relatively clear.

"No matter what, this meeting must show our position and show the strength of our nobles, even if he is the Plantagenet family, he must not give in," said the nobleman who spoke first just now, with some indignation.

"Shhh

"Sure enough, is the rebound coming", Al thought with his head down.

Last time, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the aristocratic class, El forcibly requisitioned most of the nobles' guards in the territory to replenish the strength of the frontline fortress, and this behavior finally ushered in the expected backlash.

Most of the nobles in these territories were rewarded with land because of their ancestors' military exploits and family rewards, and some of them were rewarded with a piece of desolate land to establish villages and expand territories because of their own strength.

For a long time, these two factions have held the main voice in the territory, attacking each other and checking and balancing each other, while the family is high above the top, occasionally dealing with some nobles who have a big tail.

In this escort transfer, because Al broke the underlying rules without prior consultation, although with the support of Old Patton and Rand, it still made many nobles deeply uneasy, so this meeting became a platform for them to speak out.

"As long as the general direction remains the same, I don't mind giving you some sweet dates, if someone is really carried away and wants to challenge the family status, hmph, then cut off all the last unstable factors."

With this in mind, Al got out of the carriage and entered the City Lord's Mansion.

In the majestic and atmospheric city lord's mansion, in a study, Al was holding the "strange things in the sea" that he hadn't finished reading last night, and about an hour later, the voice of the old butler came from outside the door: "Little master, the meeting will start soon."

Putting away the unfinished book in his hand, Al opened the door to the study and followed the old butler towards the conference hall.

After turning around and walking through the long banquet hall, Al finally came to a large half-hidden door, and before he could enter, he heard a buzzing noise inside.

Al thought a little casually, "Do you seem to have a lot of energy", and then the soldiers on both sides of the gate looked at the salute, and walked slowly into the hall.

As soon as he entered the conference hall, the original noisy noise gradually weakened and subsided as Al stepped in, and about a few hundred people looked at Al in a daze.

Ignoring these glances and looking at the resplendent conference hall, Al sighed in praise.

As if around, the seats in the conference hall were in a wrap-around shape, and a huge round table in the middle was the seat of Al, Old Patton, Rand and some other high-ranking people in the territory.

On the walls and ceilings of the conference hall, there are some statues and murals carved with dark red and gray and white, giving people a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Nodding to Old Barton and Randt and the others, Al slowly sat down at the head of the round table in the middle.

With Al's arrival, the door to the conference hall behind him was slowly slammed shut, and there was a dull sound, and his cousin's father, Boris, the treasurer of Plantagenet, began to announce the opening of the meeting and the purpose of the meeting.

The nobles, who had been quiet, began to talk again.

Looking at the various eyes that couldn't help but look at him, Al looked at the nobles below with some boredom, the purple starry eyes and starlight flowed, and a gaze like a sharp sword suppressed the nobles below.

"Alright, if there is no doubt, then let me begin to explain the defense plan of the army this time", after Boris finished speaking, Al took the words and said to the surrounding nobles, and the nobles in the field also widened their eyes and pricked up their ears.

"Of the 40,000 people who have been transferred from you this time, 30,000 of them will support the Western Fortress to strengthen their forces after the training is completed, and the remaining 10,000 will support the Southern Fortress."

As soon as he finished saying the first article, a pot-bellied nobleman stood up and asked, "Little master, what if one of the guards transferred this time dies in battle?"

Looking at the little nobleman who fell into the eyes of money in the field, Al thought for a while before saying: "Those who die in battle, we will make corresponding compensation after the event according to the contribution and corresponding strength in the battlefield."

"Thank you little master", after hearing that it was not for them to bear the loss of the guards killed in battle, many small nobles in the field smiled, no way, as a small nobleman, if the hired guards died in battle, the outsiders were fine, if they were people in the territory, they would have to compensate his family for a sum of money as a patron.

If there are no problems, then I will begin to read out the next military garrison plan.

"Four teams of 500 cavalry, led by first-order professionals, scattered in the villages within the territory, near the human gathering area of the town, used to kill the demonic beasts when attacking the city, they were attracted to come out to make trouble and attack the demonic beasts in the area of human activities."

As soon as the words fell, another nobleman began to put forward "opposing opinions".

Al and Old Barton and the others in the field frowned unconsciously.