Eventually, Jenina agreed to have a good talk with Gray. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She's a smart woman, and she's just not happy with Saul's attitude.

Thor didn't give up until Jenina agreed, and it wasn't because he was a noble lord himself, as Jenina said.

He was just from the side of a lord and a magician, and after careful consideration, he felt that if the nobles learned about the usefulness of this magic, they would inevitably be at odds with the secret method.

He clearly knew that the nobles were very sensitive to the power that could challenge their authority, and if this kind of contradiction was not handled well, it would lead to conflicts, and even wars, which was not in line with the original intention of the establishment of the Secret Law Society.

Thinking of this, Thor couldn't help but look at Baal lying in the cage.

On the other side, the battle between the soldiers and the skeleton warriors is also coming to an end, and the skeleton soldiers who have no one to control are simply a rabble, and they will even kill each other.

All Rena needed to do was get Mark's cavalry to charge after they had fought each other.

When the battle was about to end, Rena ordered a carpet shrink within a two-kilometer radius of the opponent, and she couldn't let even one of these skeleton monsters escape.

The clearing lasted a full three hours, and at the end, Rena ordered the remains of the skeletons to be piled up in the pit, and then asked the cavalry to go back to the town to find some tung oil and burn it clean.

When the fire started, it was already dark, and in the direction of Moss Town, you could clearly see the light of the fire twenty miles away, just like the sky-high fire seemed to have ignited the sky...

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It's another early morning, and the weather in the south of the Ailan Continent is very comfortable for a period of time after the beginning of autumn.

As the morning glow with a faint warmth squeezed through the cracks into Gray's mansion in Trichadens, Gray's biological clock slowly opened his eyes.

He listened to the movement outside, there was no surprise, a few guards were whispering about the recent anecdotes, and the soldiers after the war always liked to brag about their performance on the battlefield.

Gray sat quietly on the edge of the bed, he habitually picked up the saber that had been with him since Aarenburg, which had been repaired several times, and he gently drew the saber, the cold light of the sword reflecting Gray's slightly tired cheeks.

The sword had been well maintained by Gray's squires, but the gaps in it were still evident from the battle outside Triprongs, when Gray was leading a group of soldiers attacking the enemy's transportation supply lines.

Gray shook his head, clasped his hands over his cheeks, and tossed these memories out of his mind, he hated the memories of battlefield slashing, which made people emotionally numb.

He loved the feeling of waking up in the morning and being alone in his room.

Gray would sometimes even look himself alone in the mirror, smirking at himself and grimacing, he didn't know why he had such a weird personality, but he just loved it.

This kind of time is scarce, Gray looked at the magic clock in the room, he smiled helplessly, and then called Delenn.

On October 27, Gray's forces had been in the town of the Three Forks for a few days, the war was won, it was over, and it was time to go back.

When Gray had finished his breakfast, he ordered the herald to return to Covinde, leaving only two hundred soldiers as guards to garrison Tripart.

In order to allow the soldiers to stay in the town with peace of mind, Gray even gave them three times the military budget, and promised that after two years, they would be given priority promotion when they returned to the guard.

Such conditions naturally attracted many young soldiers, most of whom were single and eager to mix a little bit in the army.

When he came, Gray had brought nearly 5,000 soldiers with him, and when he returned, there were less than 2,000, of which 1,000 were stationed in Seku City and 200 were stationed in Trichas.

Nearly 1,800 men were killed, and many of the rank-and-file soldiers and squad leaders carried with them the relics or letters of their fellow soldiers, or the salaries they had saved in the army.

At this time, the soldiers could no longer see the joy of the victory, they caressed these things on their bodies, and their minds were thinking about how to explain to their families, which was undoubtedly a very difficult thing.

When the troops arrived in Covinde, Gray promised the Harrance Lords soldiers that they would receive half a month's vacation and that they would be able to return to Harrance City free of charge in all the carriages owned by the Harrons Lords.

But the sabbaticals had to come in turns, as they were still stationed in Covinde City.

Gray's order immediately won the admiration of the ordinary soldiers, and the soldiers of the regiment stationed in the city of Covinde, after the war, missed their homeland more than usual.

It was not until 3 November that Gray returned to Harrens with the remaining 300 cavalry, escorted by his personal guards, and Sir Wright had already returned to the city to prepare.

When Gray's party entered the city, the townspeople were organized by Sir Wright to welcome their lords back in triumph on both sides of the city's main thoroughfares, and the maidens carried baskets of flowers and waved their petals vigorously.

According to the statistics of the citizens themselves, on the day of the welcome ceremony, nearly 500 flower petals were scattered! They wondered if it was the officials of the palace cabinet who had already picked all the flowers around Harrens City.

The cavalrymen obviously did not know that there was such a welcoming ceremony, and their faces were full of excitement, and their originally messy steps became more and more neat under the rhythm of the bagpiper blowing next to them.

When the troops reached the center of the city, many young girls even ran forward, dragged the cavalrymen off their horses, and kissed the Harrens warriors.

More often than not, mothers or wives, looking for their sons or husbands in the procession, sweating profusely as they were crowded by the crowds.

Those who can see their relatives naturally come up to hug them, while those who do not find their relatives continue to search anxiously on both sides of the street.

Gray looked at the citizens who were cheering and crying, and sighed slightly, and he said to the herald beside him, "Give them a day off, they need this day!"

At the gate of the castle, Nesha led all the people of the castle to greet her husband.

"It was Sir Wright's idea, and he felt that the citizens of Harrence needed such a welcoming ceremony, that they needed to share in the honor of their lordship!" Nesha explained the welcoming ceremony.

Gray turned over and dismounted and came to his wife, who smiled slightly, "You're doing a great job, Nesha!"

The smile on Gray's face became even more obvious, and she took Gray's arm, and the two walked slowly into the castle surrounded by a group of people.