Al didn't say that it was okay, but when he did, he cried even louder.

Feeling the petite body in his arms, trembling slightly, and intermittent crying, Al patted Lulu in his arms with pity, and said comfortingly: "Good, don't cry, it's not good to look when you're crying."

"Brother, father, he's fine, right?" Lulu in her arms opened her royal blue eyes, rubbed the tears in her eyes, and her slender little hands tightly grasped Al's clothes, revealing a pitiful expression, and asked Al!

After all, Lulu is only a 7-year-old girl, and in this case, she instinctively relies on her own brother.

In this world, every promotion of professionals is accompanied by great risks, and the lucky ones are just stuck in the bottleneck, and the promotion fails, and the most important thing is death!

Gently smoothing Lulu's scattered hair, Al smiled and said to Lulu lying in his arms: "Don't worry, this time my father automatically realized that he was on the verge of promotion, and it was a matter of course, not to force the level, don't worry too much."

Even if it doesn't work, the viscount still has a bottle of silver-level life potion in his hand, even if he fails to advance, his life is worry-free, which is the main reason why El has no fear.

Perhaps it was because she had come to her senses, and Lulu, who had regained her senses, pushed herself a little harder, broke free from Al's embrace, lowered her head, and shyly said on the corners of her pajamas:

"Brother, I'm hungry"!

"Okay, I'll have someone bring you food now", looking at Lulu who was a little shy, Al didn't make fun of this usually tsundere sister, and after comforting her for a while, she turned around and walked out of Lulu's room and hurriedly walked into the viscount's study!

Looking at the old butler Freeman, Old Barton and Vane in the study, Al waved his hand and said apologetically: "Sorry everyone, I'm delayed!"

Before Wayne could speak, Old Barton began to shout that he was hungry, and looked at Old Barton speechlessly, and Al waved his hand to get some food. Afterwards, several people began to discuss the map in the study.

The aristocratic manor where Charles was located was located at the foot of the mountain, in the northwest of the foothills, was a bit remote, with trenches and high walls, but in front of the army, these were useless.

The only thing I am worried about is that Charles will die and the tandem people will start to unite against each other!

But now that the whole city of Goldfinch City is under martial law, there is no one on the street except the army, and at this time, it is very doubtful how many people can have the same heart with him. Therefore, since entering the city, Al has watched this matter with a relaxed face, there are too many chips in his hand, Charles is not enough to see at all, and he is not an opponent of a level.

Looking at the map of Plantagenet and the symbols of the army, Al listened to Vane's explanation and memorized the markings on the map.

The five gates of the city are guarded by nearly 5,000 people, and not far from the city wall is the emergency force of 5,000 people!

"This part of the people, it's better not to move, after all, the city wall is the top priority", watching Al staring at this part of the army on the map, Vane spoke.

Nodding, agreeing with Vane's point of view, it's just a matter of capturing a nobleman, there's no need to make too much fuss, and then Al looked at the rest of Plantagenet on the map!

In addition to the city gate guards in the south, which cannot be mobilized, there are 5,000 patrol troops stationed in the north, west, and east of the city to meet daily security and patrols. In the center of the city, there are still 5,000 troops left, guarding the center of the city.

In fact, these troops, Al guessed that they were just daily patrols and guards, and the real elite troops were all stationed in the small valley in the back mountainside!

The last time I galloped in the valley, when I passed by several small valleys, I could see that in those hidden small valleys, thousands of troops began to practice, and the murderous momentum was obviously stronger than the patrol army under the mountainside.

And on the map, there is no information about the army in the valley, and only the Viscount, Vane, and Old Patton should know the information of the army in the valley.

"Little master, if you don't pick an army out of the valley on the mountainside behind the family, it will be enough!" Vane whispered from the side.

Looking at the old butler Freeman also nodded, Al himself was indispensable, in this case, it was obviously safer to follow the advice of Vane and the old butler.

Old Barton was eating on the sidelines, and he muttered a shout to give him a team of hundreds, and he helped Al break the manor.

Ignoring Old Barton, Al gently took out the Plantagenet token and placed it in the left recess on his desk. Then, a dent appeared on the stone wall behind him, and he took out the seal of the city lord hidden in it, and Al sighed softly, and pressed the seal on the transfer order drawn up by the old butler.

The white light flashed, and the city lord's seal left a seal mark on the troop transfer order, and at the same time, a trace of white light shone through, leaving a trace of unique aura exuding fluctuations.

This is a long time ago, the family paid a lot of money to make alchemy items, engraved with the unique breath of the city lord's seal, anyone who feels that unique breath can easily distinguish the authenticity of the transfer order, there is no possibility of imitation.

Looking at Vane and Old Barton, who were moving away to mobilize the army, Al put on thick silver armor under the service of the butler, and at the same time, a family soldier of the hundred-man team, the black-clothed guard, was firmly guarding his perimeter.

After a while, after Vane and his army of more than a thousand people converged at the castle, the group rushed towards Charles's noble manor with murderous spirits.

......

At this time, in the aristocratic manor of Charles, in the middle of the night and early in the morning, it was indeed brightly lit, and the martial law in the city in the afternoon made many nobles a little uneasy.

At this moment, deep underground, in an extremely secluded room, Charles was slumped on the carpet and muttered:

"Why is this happening, why is this the result"!

Just as Charles was frantically thinking about the words of the big man in his mind, outside the brightly lit aristocratic manor, in the panicked looks of the servants on the wall, the black army surrounded the manor tightly,

"Bang", the one-man-tall silver shield slammed into the soft dirt, making a heavy sound, and a team of shields blocked the El tightly.

"Go, get a small group of people to shout and tell Charles to surrender," Al commanded to the men next to him.

"Yes", the herald of the army began to convey what El meant, and soon, a small group of cavalry, skillfully riding on their horses, began to shout in front of the manor.