It was already early the next morning when D'Ardarion walked out of the study, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Princess Promea, who was quietly leaning against the stone wall of the corridor with her eyes closed and her sword in her arms, and the sun fell through the window on her slightly trembling eyelashes, a scene that could not be described as beautiful.

The president of the Wizards Guild was silent for a long time, but finally did not disturb the other party, and tiptoed to the other end of the corridor, and when he passed by Promea, the sleeping elf princess suddenly spoke, "Is President D'Addarion so anxious that he doesn't even want to say goodbye to me before parting?"

D'Ardarion smiled wryly, "Is Princess Promia making fun of me?"

"No, it was my father who told me to wait here and kill you, I'm sorry, President D'Artaglyon. Promia apologized, drawing her sword and slashing at D'Artagion.

The president of the Wizards' Guild was shocked, and many thoughts flashed through Dadarion's mind at this moment, but in the end he stood still and did not move anything.

The next moment the sword stopped at the bridge of his nose.

"Has anyone ever told you that it's actually boring to be too smart? ”

D'Ardarion rubbed his nose, "I didn't move because I wasn't afraid, but because I knew that if you really wanted to kill me, it would be useless for me to move." ”

"Heh, your mouth is quite sweet, you have passed. Promia returned the sword to the sheath, "It seems that you have gained a lot this time." ”

"At least not in vain, your father refuses to hand over Vannar V, but agrees that he will consider sending troops if necessary. ”

The cautious wording does sound like him. The elven princess paused and said, "It's rare for you to come to Silvermoon City, do you need me to take you on a tour?"

"No, I don't have much time left, the elven world is just the first stop, and I'm going to go to the dwarves and orcs next. ”

Promia raised her eyebrows, "So, the next time we meet, maybe we'll be comrades fighting side by side." ”

"I just hope that day never comes. D'Ardarion smiled wryly.

............

Rob and his research team took only 20 days to complete the improvement of wheat, and the new variety of wheat has greatly improved its ability to adapt to the environment and recover even if it is infected with epidemics, which immediately encouraged the entire human world.

However, Imperial Prime Minister Pushkin couldn't laugh a little, he has been anxious for a while now, the damage to the Holy Alliance is still being counted, but the information that has been collected undoubtedly confirms his worst conjecture, due to the war, the epidemic in various places has not been controlled in time, and everyone did not expect a variety of epidemics to break out together, thinking that the disaster is only their own area, as a result of the rough estimate after the war, the Holy Alliance's food production this year may be more than sixty percent.

That's a staggering number.

As soon as the new Pope Wenger took office, he immediately began to deal with the food crisis, and the Lionheart Empire and the Free City-States as allies also promised to give support, and the warrant of Lehart VII has been passed back, requiring the first mobilization of one million catties of grain from the granary of the Lionheart Empire to be transported to Red Rock City in the west of the Holy Alliance.

But in this way, the already stretched food reserves of the Lionheart Empire will become more and more strained, in fact, many people are opposed to this matter, in the face of the natural disasters that swept the entire human world, the Lionheart Empire has also suffered heavy losses, although the Wizards Association has found a solution, but the newly cultivated crops will not be promoted and planted in various places until at least next year, and the crops that were burned to prevent the spread of the epidemic will never come back.

As early as a month and a half ago, Pushkin had reported the situation to Lehart VII, who was still in St. Massa, but the reply he got was just two words, Pushkin had no choice but to continue to increase the intensity of grain collection and increase the purchase price of grain, but the problem is that in previous years, one party could collect grain from the other two parties when it encountered natural disasters, but now it is equivalent to three parties suffering disasters at the same time, and they can only find other races to collect grain, which will be more expensive, and neither elves nor dwarves are as numerous as humans, even if they are willing to cooperate, the food they can come up with is limited。

Pushkin was still worrying about food, but the news brought by the white crow early the next morning made him gasp.

There are now seven abyssal cracks in the Lionheart Empire, and these seven abyssal cracks have been quiet in the past two years, but not long ago, the defenders guarding the cracks sent an urgent letter, except for the abyss crack in Miral City, the other six places have been moving one after another in the past month.

This is definitely a first-class emergency, Pushkin was shocked when he received the news, and found the Magicians' Association overnight, and it happened that Rob was also there, so he came to the palace with Lilith.

Pushkin briefly introduced the situation, in just one night, the activity of monsters near the six abyssal cracks has at least doubled, which makes the defenders very nervous, and it is said that many traces of monster activity can be seen from the camp.

The Mage's Guild had also sent someone to keep an eye on the Abyssal Rifts, so Lilith had received the news as well.

However, this happened so suddenly that Lilith couldn't tell if it was a sign of a full-scale attack by the monsters, or if something unusual had happened.

Of the three, Rob was the only one with the calmest expression, and after listening to Pushkin's introduction, he asked rhetorically, "How many of your floating batteries are left, and how long will it take to transfer?"

Pushkin's expression changed when he heard this, "Could it be that those monsters are ready to leave the abyssal rift?"

His Excellency the future Ultra Magus nodded, "If you want to do it, now is the best time. ”

His words shattered the last vestiges of illusion with the Prime Minister of the Reich. Indeed, there is a large-scale outbreak of plant diseases in the human world, and now it is facing a food crisis, and if those monsters suddenly attack at this time, the situation will undoubtedly be further exacerbated. There was another reason why Rob didn't say that Lolo was closing the abyssal rift in Miral, and now that the rift had been reduced by half, and the gods would not sit idly by and watch all the abyssal rifts be closed.

Pushkin's face turned pale, "But His Majesty has not returned yet." ”

Not only that, but the most elite armed forces of the Lionheart Empire also remained in the Holy Alliance with Lehart VII, and the 70,000 men of the Duke of Mildevoe were the first to retreat, but it would take another month to return to the Empire's territory.

Rob shook his head, "Those two troops had better not be counted on, I'm afraid they won't be able to come back anytime soon." ”

It is not stupid for Pushkin to be the prime minister of the empire, he quickly understood the meaning of someone's words, if this is really a precursor to the start of a great war, then it is impossible for the abyssal rift in the territory of the free city-state and the Holy Alliance to be without movement, compared to the situation of the Holy Alliance of the Lionheart Empire is the most critical of the three, Wenger has just come to power, and he has not had time to cultivate his own strength in the military, many of the more than 200,000 people who defended St. Massa are cronies of the former Pope Elwood, and the influence left by Vannal V has not been completely eliminated, and the military force is unprecedentedly weak, at this time, Lehart VII may not be able to leave even if he wants to。

(End of chapter)