The battle reports of all parties are displayed on Gray's desk through various channels every once in a while, but these do not mean much to Gray.

Even if he could see some clues from these battle reports, he would not be able to change anything.

These just let him understand the current situation on various battlefields.

Although there were no major results in several battlefields, if they were able to stabilize the battle line, there would not be much of a problem.

Gray didn't have to worry about it, he suddenly killed an army of orcs from his rear that day.

Of all the fronts, Gray is the most stressed, as he has to fight against the expeditionary alliance of orcs and a goblin prince with extremely inferior forces.

He was just a local nobleman, and although he had the title of military coordinator granted by Grand Duke De Rooney temporarily, it would be a fool's dream to really command all the military forces in the south.

If he let those nobles with different intentions fight against his troops, not only will they not increase the combat effectiveness of their troops, but will damage what little combat power he has left.

Gray knew that the battlefields of the South, while seemingly the smallest of all the battlefields, were also very crucial.

The main reason is the Clarkley Islands, thousands of nautical miles away.

It is conceivable if the tide of battle once favors the orcs.

The other goblin princes will definitely be desperate to get a piece of the pie, and with the financial resources of these goblin princes, they can form an elite goblin mercenary army in a very short time.

At that time, the dwarf kingdom and the elven kingdom will not give up such a good opportunity.

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Outside the gate of the city hall of Seka, Baron Mura and a few retinues waited here for almost an hour.

The baron had just arrived in the city of Seca, and before he could find a place to rest, he hurried to the town hall.

As a nobleman who stayed in the south, he was originally preparing war materials with Thor in accordance with the order given by Gray some time ago, but a few days ago, he suddenly received an order from Gray to rush to Seka City as soon as possible.

At this moment, the city hall of Seka City, the staff coming and going are in a hurry, and the city guards are helping the staff here to count the supplies and documents.

Outside the town hall, dozens of wagons were already loaded with supplies.

The soldiers next to the carriage were lined up in two rows, their swords were unsheathed in their hands, and the bolts on the crossbow machines were ready to fire, and they forbade anyone to approach the carriage.

"My lord, they're going to evacuate!

An entourage beside Baron Mura whispered.

"Shut up!" Baron Mura immediately scolded, although he was also shocked by the action of the town hall in his heart, because, according to the original plan, it would take at least half a month to evacuate here.

Baron Mura became more cautious after that incident a few years earlier.

The thought of seeing the young man soon, his palms even broke out in a cold sweat.

In the past few years, he has been concentrating on business, earning wealth for the Earl of Lockton and Gray in exchange for the survival of his family.

To outsiders, the baron was even more glamorous than before.

Because, the entire southern business of the Herian Territory is decided by him, and even his caravans are present in the Harrence Territory and the Bean Territory.

The prestige and fame of the Mura family is now even greater than it was a few years ago.

But the cost of these is enormous.

His family has now become a complete vassal of the Lockton family and the Cage family, losing all autonomy, and even their heirs need the consent of the Lockton family.

However, it is better than perishing.

Baron Mura will never forget the families that died one by one under the iron hoof in the coup d'état of the previous years.

He swore that he would never want to go through something like this again in his life.

"Baron Murla?"

A slightly childish voice sounded next to him, making Baron Mura look at him involuntarily.

"My name is Amy, Amy Uriah, and I'm Viscount Cage's squire, are you Baron Beaton Mura?" a little boy behaved in aristocratic manners.

Mulla reacted quickly, and he quickly replied, "I am, I am Biton Mura!"

The baron knew who the child in front of him was, and he did not show the arrogance of the nobles, because the other party's blood was much more noble than his, and at least he was the first-order heir to a viscount's domain.

The son of Viscount Uriah, who was defeated at the hands of Viscount Cage a few years ago!!

Looking at the boy, Mura unconsciously thought of his son in the town of Gesen.

Although he wanted to, Baron Mura never dared to go to Gesen Town to meet him without permission, not only could he not go to see him on purpose, even if he was passing by as a businessman, he could only speed up the trip.

Thinking of this, the baron's heart was slightly bitter, but a sincere smile immediately appeared on his face, and he asked, "Are you going to see Viscount Cage now?" ”

"Of course, keep up with me!" Amy nodded, a smile on his face, clearly happy that Mura had called him 'Your Excellency'.

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Next to the City Hall Lord's office is Gray's temporary office area.

By this time, the office was already overcrowded, and beside Gray were some of his most trusted officials, Sir Wright and Sir Loire.

A little further on the periphery were rows of nobles and knights waiting for orders.

Gray, who was directly in front of him, discussed a few words with several officials next to him from time to time, and then signed one order after another.

Wave after wave of heralds came in from outside, and then they left quickly!

The atmosphere in this office is somewhat oppressive.

At least that's what Baron Mura thinks.

As soon as he walked into this office, he felt as if he was invisibly pressing a thousand pounds of boulder on his body, and he felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

"You wait here, and when Viscount Cage calls you, you'll talk back!" Amy reminded, and turned to leave, he didn't look up like he had just been outside, he looked like Baron Mura, and lowered his head to his chest.

"When will the supplies be ready for Byan City?" said Gray, with obvious exhaustion on his face, as he asked Sir Wright next to him.

"My lord, a large amount of the existing supplies in the south have been transported to Crane City by Grand Duke De Rooney, and it is simply difficult for Byan to lead those people, we will not be able to scrape together these supplies in a short period of time!" Sir Wright cautiously answered Gray's question, which Gray had asked no less than ten times.

"I don't want to hear that answer again!" Gray had lost his patience, "There's news from the guards, aren't there still quite a few supplies in the hands of the merchants of the South?"

When Baron Mura heard Gray say this, he only felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

"My lord, the merchants have long hid their so-called 'goods' in their hands, and now they want to negotiate terms with us!" replied Loire.

Gray's eyes flashed when he heard this, he had been exhausted by all kinds of bad news, and he asked, "Is Baron Mura here?"

He said as he searched through the crowd.

Baron Mura only felt a thrill in his body, and then reflexively shouted, "I'm here, my lord!"

His voice was so loud that everyone in the room turned their eyes on him at the same time.