"That guy still did a lot of great things. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。。 Remembering the names of the dozen or so mercenary groups in Mu's letter, Ai Sona suddenly felt a little discouraged, knowing more than a dozen mercenary groups that can faithfully carry out this kind of "Infernal Affairs" mission, what a terrible network!

"By the way," Asona suddenly thought of a question, "Captain York, take the liberty of asking, how strong are you?"

"Hmmm... Speaking of this, Captain York was a little embarrassed, but after glancing around, he said, "My strength is definitely not as good as that of Big Brother Fatis, but... A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his face, "If Baron Giorgio dares to stand still, I am sure to use my great sword to shave off his proud beard!"

"Shut up!"

"You scream again!"

Ai Sona didn't know how many times she pressed them down with a wry smile, and then said, "Both are here for justice, and they can be regarded as comrades, and don't hurt the harmony." Whether it's Outlanji, Beacon Ash or the Great Sword Regiment, this battle has made outstanding achievements, although I don't know what contradictions you have, but for now, put aside grievances and work together?"

The two regiment leaders glared at each other and sat back down.

"Then, Captain York," Aisona looked at the leader of the Great Sword Regiment who was still angry, and listened to his story, and Her Royal Highness probably guessed the purpose of Mu's introduction to him, "Although you have come to repay your kindness, it is also an indisputable fact that you have helped our side to achieve a brilliant victory. As Her Majesty, you and your men must be rewarded. ”

"Well, that's a bonus. York smiled and rubbed his hands, as the famous saying goes, it's cheap and doesn't take up 80 of the king, he is still a mercenary after all.

"Hmmm... Captain York, would you like to pick up that opportunity that your father lost?"

"Chance, my father?" Yorke was puzzled for a moment, then immediately opened his mouth wide, "Are you... is to say ... ”

"Yes," the princess smiled and nodded, "This battle has made me realize that Chris swordsmanship also has a lot to offer compared to Bren's swordsmanship, so I would like to hire you as my swordsmanship instructor, and the Great Sword Regiment will be renamed the Swadia Royal Great Sword Regiment, as my other guard, what do you think, Mr. York?"

"Gladly!" "York's head Huo Di stood up, rushed to the princess with a lunge, and knelt down respectfully, "York of Suno is willing to offer you loyalty!"

"Welcome, Mr. York. Aisona helped the big man who was about to cry up. However, Joljo underestimated in a voice that only he could hear, "Hanging hair, and no title." ”

"As for ... Asona once again turned her gaze to the Beacon Leader, "How about sealing Vader to you in the future when we regain the whole territory?" ”

Slatley nodded calmly, "Thank you very much." ”

Finally, Aisona, who was done with her business, let out a long sigh of relief and said in a relaxed tone, "Since everyone has been rewarded with their satisfaction, let's take advantage of this pleasure to enjoy a sumptuous feast." She clapped her hands, and the soldiers of the "Blood Edge" rushed in, spreading various dishes all over the long table.

The princess poured herself a glass of wine, and then raised it high,

"Ladies and gentlemen, may our great Svadia last forever!"

"May the great Svadia last forever!"

"May the great Svadia last forever!"

"May the great Svadia last forever!"

Drink it all. If it was Mu, what would he do?" thought to Isona, with some hesitation.

That guy, as a businessman, will definitely not hesitate to take hostages, and then force Count Dilinnard to rebel, a typical businessman's style, maybe it is in the interests of the moment to do so, but... Her Royal Highness shook her head, she was a knight, and this despicable method made her feel guilty even if she thought about it.

She slowly sat up from the bed, and on the bedside table, a set of clothes was already placed. Well, it must have been sent by Mathilde, and no one was able to enter his room except for a few leaders of the princess army.

I didn't think that the Nord woman also had a considerate side, Aisona smiled slightly, but she was not surprised, after all, the inseparable person beside Mu had made her commonplace.

She had just dressed when there was another knock on the door of the room, and Mathilde entered the room with a tray of breakfast.

"Good morning, Your Highness Princess. ”

"Good morning, Mathilde. Aisona said happily, "Well... Can you help me straighten my collar from behind, I can't see it here. ”

"Okay. Mathilde put down the tray in her hand, walked behind the princess, and took care of it.

"Are you still used to this kind of life, Your Highness the 'Princess of Thorns'?" Aisona asked with a little teasing.

"I can't afford to be called that in front of you. Mathilde sighed softly, "But the current life, not so much a habit, is more nostalgic, reminds me of the hard days before." ”

"If there's anything you're not used to... It's just that these Swadian armors are uncomfortable to wear," the female warrior twisted her bewitching waist a little awkwardly, "and the shield is not very easy to use, if only it were replaced with a round shield." ”

Aisona smiled lightly, "If you get used to wearing it, you will find that chain mail is much better than leather armor." As for the shield ... Later, I'll gather the blacksmiths in the city and help you get a batch. ”

"Thank you so much, oh yes. Mathilde suddenly remembered something, "I happened to see the Knight of Fatis coming to your office with a stack of papers, I wonder if it will be something important." ”

"Oh, okay, I'll go right away. As she spoke, she picked up the slice of bread on her plate, took a big bite, and chewed it quickly. "Wait, Fatis. Her Royal Highness pushed open the door to her office. This office is the one where the Dre Knight killed himself, of course, the blood stains have been cleaned up, and as for the knight's body, Asona ordered it to be buried with standard aristocratic knightly etiquette, although his performance as a commander is terrible, but his loyalty and kindness as a knight are still commendable.

"Good morning, Your Highness Princess. Fatis had been staring at the office for a while, and when he saw Essena coming in, he hurried to report on the matter, "I counted the troops in the city last night, and I have made a report, please take a look." ”

"Good work, Knight Fatis. Asona took the report and read it carefully.

So far, the defenders of Uxhall are not small, and the strongest comprehensive is naturally the "Blood Edge" mercenary group, with 552 people participating in the battle this time. The Great Sword Regiment and the Princess Army are slightly second, with 223 and 124 people respectively, and their individual soldiers are not much different from the blood front, but they are just insufficient in number.

The Great Sword Regiment doesn't care, but it is quite surprising that the princess army can still maintain such a strong combat power, and it seems that these strong Nord women have not forgotten to exercise during their leisure time.

The third echelon is the Otlanji Brigade, a total of 304 people, and the cadres in the brigade are all descendants of the Otlanjiburg Noble Guard, who have received systematic martial arts and tactical training.

The fourth echelon is the Beacon Ash and the Rodden-Ross Guard. There are 443 people in the city, and the strength of the Beacon Mercenary Regiment is actually not bad, but they are all drafted soldiers, and only Slatley and a few leaders have some command ability, which also has a great impact on the strength. As for the Roddon-Ross Guard, they have gathered 736 men during this time, and there are many more on the march towards Uxhall. It's just that most of these are caravan guys who have only undergone semi-militarized training, and at most they can bully the rabble among the conscripts or mercenaries, and don't expect a tough battle.

"The forces on hand are more than enough to defend Uxhall... "Isona calculated that the 2,372 men under her command, plus the walls of Uxhall, would be enough to defend against any army group. And the Dre Knight's men also kept their promise and did not destroy the city defense facilities and warehouses, although the materials in them were not very abundant, but they could also support them for a short time.

She put down the report in her hand and exclaimed, "It's like a dream... ”

"Yes," said Fatis, who also sighed, thinking that Mu was talking nonsense that day, and as a result, it had only been less than a month before his feet had already stepped into the castle of Uxhall.

"By the way, where is that guy now, he should know the news of the fall of Uxhall, right?"

"Don't worry about this, Your Highness," Fatis leaned slightly and said politely, "The boss's intelligence ability is still very strong, and he should have received the news by now." Mu Nature has already received the news, and he is following the fleet up the Ye River. Mu, who had just made his debut and had planted a big heel in intelligence, naturally didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he had already sent a small boat to monitor the movements of the nearby castle, and such a big thing as the city changing hands would naturally not be let go.

"Heh," Mu yawned in the morning light, "I'm going to get busy again." ”

"Before you do it again, can you have breakfast first?" Yamila, who was standing by the oven, waved the sauce brush in her hand at Mu's side, "Today's breakfast is soy sauce with charcoal-grilled goldenrod eel." ”

"Wow, it's so good to eat so early in the morning. Mu yawned again, "The golden thread eel is a very precious ingredient, how did you get it?"

"When Norton was fishing, there happened to be one in the net. Jamila's sauce brush dipped in a wooden bowl and continued to roast the eel carefully, "It's a pity that the season has passed, and the golden thread on the back of this fish is a little dull, and it can't make the freshest flavor." ”

"It's luck to have it, this little animal can be cunning and tight," Mu looked very open, "but the new stove is easy to use, if the heat is over, the flavor will be greatly reduced." ”

"Don't worry," Jamila smiled, "my craft won't be affected by the stove yet." However, this stove is not bad. "As for the predecessor of this stove, he was thrown into the sea by the Nords as early as chapter eight.

"Well, sniff, it's almost good. ”

"Well, okay. Jamila stooped down, extinguished the open flame in the stove, and then picked up a few pieces from the iron plate of the oven, put them in a wooden dish, and carefully sprinkled them with lemon juice before handing them to her boss.

The goldenrod eel is a very distinctive marine fish, they have two red ridges on their backs, once autumn comes, this red ridge will slowly turn golden, and this golden color is the most vivid time, when the goldenrod is the fattest time. However, when the cold air arrives in winter, the eel will slowly lose its vitality, and sometimes it will even hide in the crevices of the reef and enter a state of hibernation, so catching the eel in winter is quite a lucky thing for fishermen. However, from the beginning of winter, as the body fat is depleted, the golden ridge of the golden eel will slowly dim until it completely returns to its deep red color in early spring.

Still, even if it's not at its best, the umami of this eel is fascinating enough. Especially now, when the fish marinated in the best sauce is baked so that the outer layer becomes crispy due to the flames, and the tender white fish inside is just the right amount of golden fat oozing from the inside, and the faint sourness of lemon juice makes you want to move your index finger even if you look at it.

"Well, delicious. Mu smacked his lips and looked at the oven intently, and the stove was already empty.

He put down the plate and regretted it, "Alas, good times are always so short. ”

"I think it's because it's short, it's beautiful. Jamila seemed to have a slight smile on her face, "If you catch a handful of golden thread eels, then no one will think it is delicious." ”

"So, it's still rare to be expensive, tsk. I don't know why, there was some sarcasm in Mu's laughing tone. But the irony quickly faded into the wind, and he resumed his lazy tone and asked, "Where are we now, Jamila?"

"Well, it's almost time to get to Harlan Gosburg. ”

"Then we're almost off the ship. ”

"Well, I'm going to call Nodiar. Although Jamila only called Nodiar, the other four leaders also came. Even if they have cooperated for so long, even if they are willing to stay on someone else's ship, they still can't fully trust each other, so they would rather have heavy dark circles under their eyes and hear first-hand mission information with their own ears.

"Damn, what's going on with your eyes?" These 8 heavy dark circles startled Boss Mu.

"Haha," Skoll scratched his head embarrassedly, "Boss, the cards you gave us are so interesting, so... ”

"All night?"

"Isn't it, haha. ”

"Alas. Mu sighed heavily, he happened to be bumped into by several other Yar who came to "hang out" when he was playing cards with Norton last night, and he naturally wanted to give it a try, and then he just played. However, the arrogant Nordyar was naturally reluctant to use other decks, so as a last resort, Nordy had no choice but to contribute his deck of cards, and then countless unsightly Nord civil wars were staged on this ship. However, the businessman really didn't expect them to be able to play such a low-end game for one night.

"Alright, now let's get down to business. Mu clapped his hands and said to the five Yars, "First of all, leave a group of warships to stop here to ensure that the defenders of Harongosburg will not move." ”

"Hmph," Skoll said disdainfully, "that kind of dilapidated castle, Lao Tzu can take down in minutes." ”

"Okay, I'm naturally okay if you like it," Mu shrugged, "but I won't pay a penny more for it." ”

"Qi, stingy ghost. ”

Mu ignored Skoll's complaints, and continued, "The reward is 100 dinars for each day of delay, but I will only pay for at least ten days or more, the price is fine, right?"

The five of them deliberated for a moment and nodded. After all, the fleet stopped there is a deterrent, and the soldiers in Harlan Gosburg never dared to take risks and go to other places, and the Nords were on the water, and it was not easy for the soldiers on land to fight over, so maybe the two sides were just deadlocked, and there would be no battle at all, in other words, the money could be white-collared, and a few people naturally had no objections.

"Next is the main course," Mu's fingers swirled up the map and finally stopped at Fort Wincord, "The main force in Fort Wincord has followed Gruenward to Rhodok, and the rest are some old, weak, sick and disabled and a few elites in charge of pressing the formation. Your mission is to take the castle and keep the castle in stock, but be sure that the reinforcements stationed until Uxhall arrive, and my men will share the account with you according to the agreement. ”

"You mean, everything in the castle?" Alain said, narrowing his eyes.

"That's right, everything. Mu nodded, "Food, weapons, minerals, as long as you can take them, you can take them all." ”

A golden light appeared in all of Yar's eyes, and this sentence means that you can loot at will!

"Alright, guys, come on. Mu lifted the suitcase that had been prepared and buckled the hood above his head, "Let's go Jamila, we have other things to do." ”

"Yes, boss. Jamila obediently followed Mu out of the cabin. It's just that the moment he stepped out of the hatch, he suddenly stopped and turned around. In sight, the group of Yar were rubbing their hands together on the map, discussing the siege with great interest.

Ambition fueled by money, communication by force, pledge as a guarantee, mystery as a deterrent, battle as friendship, wisdom as a backing, the once unruly sea overlord is now like a pack of begging pugs, obediently obeying all the man's orders.

Jamila turned and walked out of the cabin, her pretty face melting into a touch of tenderness.

This is the man she loves dearly.