IX

On the night of October 21, 1666

Intre Republic Phase Port West Port

Walking briskly through the fruity courtyard, the cool breeze of the autumn night on Olya's face cleared her up a little. The trees of the former Elven Legation were transplanted directly from the Sacred Forest, and the fragrance was also conducive to calming the mind.

The emperor's sister took out her handkerchief and wiped her face, suppressing her urge to catch up with Zhang Shiyi.

She hated the Oriental woman with the yellow ribbon, and her power-hungry eyes reminded her of the imperial court. The parasites that surround the imperial power have similar greedy eyes.

"Forget it. It has nothing to do with me. If I can't even see through that kind of woman, then I can go back......"

Hurried footsteps could be heard behind him.

The tall, silver-haired young man left the venue behind Olya, faithfully performing his duties as a guard.

Noticing the Free Army's eyeliner on her back, Ionette Hartmann felt that she should not call Olya by her real name. Although the commander of the opposing party knew the identity of "Reve Namlock", he did not seem to tell anyone else.

Io scratched the back of his head and came up with a strange name.

"The Apostolic Counsellor, Lady. Is there something urgent about your sudden departure?"

"Oh. I have just asked for a cathedral for our diocese. Olya held out her hand, pointed to the Helios church not far away, and said, "That's it." ”

Ionette looked up at the Basilica of Helios across the courtyard not far away.

Even though it was night, and even though all the owners of the church had fled or died, the sun from the top of the cathedral still shone on the courtyard and the nearby streets, as if it were day.

Io had read the relevant information before leaving. The judgment of the Imperial Ministry of Security was that it was inconvenient for the Elven Legation to buy a lighthouse, so it chose to use this method to show off its power. Backed by the huge profits of the Elven Oriental Company, this church was no worse than ordinary cathedrals of Orthodoxy and Protestantism, and probably only those twenty or thirty parish-level cathedrals could compare with it.

"This church was spat out by Naimon Soleton?" Io's tone was tinged with alarm.

The Apostolic Plenipotentiary remembers what happened to Lenny vividly: he does not underestimate the young adversary who has the entire Imperial Army in his hands. He came this time not only with the emperor's order and the commissioning of the Minister of Security, but also with the wariness of the southern rookie. Even Clad López does not have such a brilliant resume at this age.

"It wasn't him who spit it out, it's me who came here. It's a nice church. Olya nodded, "After a hundred years, we finally have a decent church in the Archdiocese of Interre. ”

Ionette frowned.

"Miss, don't forget how you are right...... A promise to your brother. ”

Although I don't think that I can escape the eyes and ears of the Free Army in this way, I don't think there will be any problems with this passage being heard by the people over there. But the archbishop kept his voice down.

"We are not here for the mission of the Empire or the Orthodox Church. No one expects the Diocese of Interre to recover, nor does it expect us to be able to gather intelligence. Remember, we are not here with hostility. Don't do superfluous things that put yourself in danger. ”

"I don't think it's superfluous, and my mind hasn't changed. ”

Olya retorted firmly. The princess of the empire felt that she was different from those hypocrites: she never had to, and was not willing to hide her thoughts.

"That's why I came here because I liked that person, and if that person disappointed me, I'd go back. I don't think that would conflict with the interests of the Empire. ”

Ionette muffled, "I was there when you said this to your brother. I'm just wondering, why would you want to go down this cathedral. ”

"Because of jealousy. Probably. ”

The princess of the empire hesitated, and in a rare way added an adjective to her emotions that indicated uncertainty.

"Is there a strong opponent, if you plan to give up and go back, your brother will be very happy—"

Io's untimely joke was exchanged for a grim look from Olya. Her right foot lifted up at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye, and the heel slammed into the archbishop's upper.

The kick was so heavy that Ionette almost forced it down to swallow the scream back into her throat. The pain almost outweighed the sensation of a musket shot hitting a breastplate.

"You should be glad I'm not wearing high heels today, Your Holiness Envoy. ”

Ionette looked at the woman in front of her in horror, and remembered that the etiquette of "Reeve Nmlock" was very different from that of His Highness "Olia Hugh Corman". What Olya couldn't do in the Imperial court as a princess, she could do it without changing her face as a free Orthodox priest.

"I asked for a room, on the fourth floor of this building. I'm going to pick a room now, and I'm out of company. ”

After ditching her bodyguard and guardian, Olya turned and walked back into the Overseer's mansion.

Ionette watched as her figure disappeared through the side door. After that, the archbishop hurriedly crouched down and rubbed the wounded part of his instep.

"The stress healing magic that she had prepared in advance was actually activated by her kick. ”

Ionette sighed, sat down on the lawn, took off her shoes, and pulled out the tin jug for the sacrificial wine.

The holy liquor of the goddess of fate was originally red, but Ionette preferred distilled brandy. Judging by the divine reaction, his goddess didn't care too much about the difference in the way alcohol was prepared. He took a sip of his wine and lowered his head to spray on the instep of Olya's step. If it weren't for the healing magic, that kick would have been enough to crush the bones of his foot.

At that moment, the bell at the top of the church rang. The bell of the elves is not as loud as the bell of a human, nor is it the sound of metal striking, but rather a long brass trumpet.

"You're working hard, too, Orthodox Christian. ”

The Free Army sentry tasked with monitoring the courtyard has changed the guard. Watching, he walked past Ionette, dropped a sympathetic word, and walked away quickly.

The silver-haired archbishop covered his face with his hand and sighed in reply.

After the Free Army soldier left, he stood up and looked out over the fourth floor of the former Elven Legation until he saw his surveillance magic light fade.

"The ordinary guards of the Free Army can actually operate the defensive magic array left by the elves...... It's remarkable. It seems that I don't have to worry about the above things. Since there is a church, it is still worth taking care of it. ”

Io put Olya's affairs aside for the time being, and walked to the church that was about to belong to him.

"That's how it should work here. Turn off the attack on the table on this side, and activate the auto-dispel spell with the gem on the third pillar...... By reading its structure through the magic web, you can grasp how to activate it. Although it is the magic of the elves, the basic principles are similar to ordinary magic items, and they are not as complicated as magic formulas. ”

Olya narrowed her left eye, and through her vision of the magic web, she identified the defensive magic enchantment that shrouded around the fourth floor of the original Elven Legation. Although she is a priest of the Orthodox Church, she is also an elite who has been educated by the court since she was a child, and she has been involved in the magic of various schools, and the natural magic that elves are good at is no exception. More than a thousand years ago, the imperial capital of Deland was the capital of the old Elven Empire, and traces of elven natural magic can be seen everywhere in those ancient buildings.

Beside her, several male and female gendarmes in charge of the security floor were watching her operations intently, two of them holding small notebooks and clumsily jotting down the entire set of operating procedures in grammar full of errors. One of them could see a large patch of new skin on his forearm, which was evidence that healing magic had just worked—reckless mistakes were sometimes very dangerous.

"Thank you, Ms. Namlock. As the leader of the squad, the lady officer nodded in thanks, "When you activated the circle just now, it seems that some protective magic on your body was dispelled, it doesn't matter, right?"

"Ah, it doesn't matter. Olya smiled, "It's not important magic. Can I pick a room?"

"Since it is an order from the Overseer, please do whatever you want. ”

After saying goodbye to the soldiers who guarded the staircase, the princess of the empire walked briskly through the corridor covered with the Murrayman's blanket and began to search for the room of the former elven minister stationed in the port. Thanks to those days when she was an adventurer, Olya was able to deal with all kinds of people with such ease.

"It's all new mages who have only been exposed to magic for a few days, and it's too bold. With this level of defensive magic, only one acid bomb was triggered, and it was really good luck for them......"

Impressed by the enthusiasm of these new magicians, Olia turned the corner of the hallway and stopped not far from the largest door.

Two other guards were removing large nameplates bearing the coat of arms of the original owner and the full name of the original owner from outside the elven minister's room. The abbreviation "The People and Senate of St. Senate" on the corner of the nameplate glows silver. Olya narrowed her eyes and looked at the name on the nameplate through the magic web, recalling the relevant information.

"Both, be careful, don't be too rough. The former Elven Minister Mr. Fasinha has been a well-known calligrapher since two hundred years ago, and his handwritten nameplate can be sold for a high price, probably worth thousands of empty crystals...... If it were converted to gold pounds, it should be more than 100,000 pounds, right?"

When the two soldiers, who had been a little unable to keep their spirits up, heard the number "100,000 pounds", they almost threw the half-dismantled nameplate on the ground. Olya took the opportunity to introduce herself.

"Reve. Reve Namlock, Your Excellency the Overseer has promised me a room, and by the way, let me examine the assets and traps left behind by the elves. Can you please open the door for me to do this?"

"Okay, okay. ”

With great care, the two soldiers placed the "One Hundred Thousand Pounds" on the carpet and crept past it, opening several nearby doors for Olya.

"When conquering this place, the magic even checked the traps, and the main ones should have been lifted. However, there may be some omissions......"

"No problem. I'm also a person with a bishop Zhang's mandate. ”

As soon as Olya said this, the embarrassment on the faces of the two soldiers immediately changed to reverence. The Imperial Princess nodded slightly, ignored them, and pushed open the door to the minister's room.

"It's finally in. He must have chosen this room as his own. It's really worthy of the elven patriarch's room, none of the imperial ministers have this kind of pomp. ”

The first thing that caught Olia's eye was the desk that was big enough for people to dance on. The table was empty, and the small things of value had long since been taken away by the original owner, but he could not take away the artwork and potted plants that were decorated around him, and they were all left in place. In addition to the huge oil paintings that are more than ten feet in size around the room, there are also specially painted murals, which also seem to be written by famous artists.

"They really dare to take these centuries-old works overseas to work. These imitations, decaying and depraved late elven empire styles ......"

Olya grumbled, but couldn't help but blush and stop in front of the paintings depicting half-naked female elves.

"It turns out that the works in the Imperial Gallery's collection are really only a part of the 'more conservative'......"

More than a thousand years ago, the Holy Koman Empire overthrew the tyrannical rule of the elves to establish a unified human state, and they naturally scoffed at the decay and depravity of the elven empire. In the official propaganda of the Empire, the entire culture of the contemporary elves is spelled out by the word "degenerate" because the elves and men spend the year on a safe period when it is almost impossible to conceive - after the elves discovered the riches of the New World, the depravity of the ancient elven empire finally had the capital to reappear.

Due to the tension between Honrinati and Deland, there was no formal diplomatic relationship between the two, and there was only one "chief chargé d'affaires in the imperial capital" in Deland, which was usually served by a half-elf, and there was no such high-level elf embassy for Her Royal Highness to observe. The Minister of the Phase, who is a genuine elven veteran, oversees the important branch of the Elven Oriental Company, and is second only to the ambassador to Renni and the ambassador to Qingniufu in the entire system of foreign envoys of the Holy Forest, and of course represents the most orthodox popular trend in Hongrinati.

Olya grew up listening to the propaganda that "ancient elves are noble and elegant, and contemporary elves are absurd and degenerate", but she was still surprised to see the real thing.

"Hmm, I think this one should be removed...... This one is also ......"

Olya admired them one by one, each one seemingly confirming the imagination of the vast majority of the Empire's subjects.

Most of the artworks with women would have been burned by the Ecumenical Church Doctrine of Faith if they were used as illustrations for the book, and a small number of artworks had no women in them, which by the Doctrine of Faith standards only men should be burned under any circumstances.

She turned over the "over-the-top" painting, and prepared to call two female gendarmes to compile and sell it later. She is not a radical ascetic, but she also does not intend to keep these paintings in her field of vision.

"So...... Difficult、Is it the legendary ......"

The princess of the empire suddenly remembered something, and hurried to the elven minister's bedroom.

Oria could occasionally hear rumors from the nobles of the Empire who had been to St. Sen. In those legends, each elven nobleman had a bedroom with secret doors, and a lavish bed "ten times larger than the Emperor's bed." As for those elven elders who were at least three or four hundred years old, regardless of men and women, each of them had at least a dozen wives, mistresses, ex-wives and hundreds of bed companions, and only the princes and nobles of the Eastern Empire could compare with them.

The bedroom door was blown off by the gendarmes who had been checking the legation before, but it saved her the effort to open the door.

The bedroom does have a bed of carved wooden pillars that is ridiculously large by human standards. Although she is a princess of the Empire, Olya's bed in Deresa's palace is only a quarter of the size of this one at best, and the workmanship is not as good as this bed.

The carved pillars at the four corners are made of a whole giant wood, and the surface carvings come from at least seven or eight different kinds of wood, and are made by the skillful hands of elven craftsmen. The length and width of the bed were more than five or six paces, and it looked like it was large enough for a person to lie down for a shift, and it was not too much to say that the tent was a small room of its own. When it comes to crafts, the elven craftsmen also have hundreds of years of experience, and their craftsmanship is better than that of the best court masters of the Eastern Empire, not to mention the Koman products, which have always been known for their crudeness.

The mattress is filled with a thick natural sponge, and the delicate aroma of various herbs is revealed. Olya didn't hesitate for even a moment in front of this bed, and threw herself on the fluffy mattress without hesitation.

After dozens of days of sailing and a sleepless night's toss, no one could resist the temptation to roll on such a huge bed – no amount of self-control.

"Hmm...... It seems that I am not the only one who can't help ......"

The sheets had been clearly turned over, and the pillows had been hastily piled up in the corners—by the way, if you included the pillows and pillows, there were probably dozens of pillows on the bed, and a few silk quilts.

Olya immediately imagined the sight of the officers and soldiers of the magic team who couldn't help but roll on the bed and throw their pillows at the sight of it, and then hurriedly restore it to its original state. The simplicity and sloppiness of a military man is something that the servants of this legation will never have.

"But...... The spices of the elves are really good. When I get back, let them make me a mattress like this. No, this is Phase Port, let Io book it later......"

Under the influence of those essences, Olya almost fell asleep. After lying for an unknown amount of time, she was awakened by the sound of conversation coming from the outhouse.

"What does Marshal Wei mean is that he wants to take over fifty percent of the shares in the phase port business? That's too much. I have already negotiated with parliamentarians representing major families and companies, and we must have them on board in order to gain a foothold in Phase Port. They want to subscribe for 30 percent, but we can't keep 20 percent, and Marshal López is still counting on us to train a new army to replenish him as soon as possible. ”

"The Seventh Fleet also spends a lot. If you don't think this number is enough, we can add some more. ”

The two sides of the conversation appeared to be Naimon and the Vice Admiral's envoy. There was no door to the bedroom, and the sound from outside was clearly heard inside. For some reason, it seems that the guards did not report her presence, and no one came to check on the bedroom. The princess guessed that the 100,000 pounds of calligraphy might have frightened them, and they were so busy putting it in storage that they forgot to check if she had left.

"Then let's be otherwise. We split the banking and shipping business of the new company. If the Seventh Fleet has more ships, we will have more shares in the Eastern Shipping Company, and if we need more day-to-day operations, we will have more shares in the new Union Bank. ”

Namen's voice was a little hoarse. After a day's battle and a night's bargaining, the young major was already relying entirely on willpower to support himself.

"And what do you suggest?"

"The trading business is placed in the Eastern Route Company, and the Seventh Fleet accounts for 60 percent. The coinage, banking, settlement, and insurance business were all placed in the Union Bank, and the Seventh Fleet accounted for 30 percent. I'll figure out how to raise the funding gap. ”

The commander of the detachment was silent for a moment. When Naimon thought he was going to say, "I need to ask for advice on this plan," the lieutenant general spoke again.

"Well, add another four million pounds to the amount we have contributed. We accounted for sixty-five for the Oriental Company, and thirty-five for the Union Bank. Is it a deal?"

"Don't you need to ask Marshal Wei?"

"No need. The chief never worried about economic issues when he was in Lingyangmen, and I could call the shots in this matter. Is it a deal, Lord Soleton?"

“...... Deal, Your Excellency Fisher. ”

The two laughed loudly, and Olya in the bedroom was not in the mood to laugh at all.

The princess of the empire did not have the slightest interest in gathering this intelligence. Her only thought now was to find a place to hide herself. Naimon was left alone, and Olya was pretty sure the envoy didn't want anyone else to hear the details of the deal. But this bedroom doesn't even have a door, and any movement can be heard by the two people outside at once.

"By the way, has His Excellency Fisher's fleet been stationed in Phase Harbor ever since?"

"Where. Interreus's main fleet suffered almost no losses, and we will soon set out for a search. There are many islands and peninsulas in the Narrow Sea, and the hydrology is complicated, and I estimate that Marshal Wei will soon order a disperse to find the whereabouts of the enemy's main fleet. My personal opinion is that the enemy may well withdraw to those few ports captured from us. If that were the case, it would be time to ask the army trained by Lord Soleton to help retake those territories. ”

The two outside had already begun to exchange meaningless pleasantries. Olya crawled lightly into the depths of the bed, trying not to make a sound. She could barely think of any magic that would work in this situation, and she didn't dare to use magic to escape at the risk of activating the detection array.

"If it's an elf's bedroom, there should be a lot of secret doors to hide mistresses and mistresses......"

Olya's gaze searched wildly over the surrounding wooden walls and furniture. It's a pity that there aren't a few things that look like secret doors, except for the wardrobe that is a bookshelf, and it seems that this statement is really a rumor.

In a moment's hesitation, she suddenly noticed the mountain of dozens of pillows of various types.

Naimon's voice continued: "Of course. I have received an order to retake all the cities that have been captured by the elves and the Imperial fleet. All the forces around the Interre Sea, the Narrow Sea, and even the Hidden Dragon Sea, if they dare to shelter our enemies, I can capture them. ”

"It's time to show the glory of the Free Army. The warlords of the Kingdom of Scienti and Mureman, I am afraid that we have lost our capital, and the day of the destruction of the country and the extinction of the species is just around the corner. Commander Fisher laughed twice, "I think that after regaining the lost territory, His Excellency Wei Taiping is also going to teach these guys around him a lesson." ”

Under the cover of their conversation, Olya carefully picked up the pillows one by one, lifted the sheets, and slipped in. She hunched over, curled up in a ball, and dressed herself as a large pillow buried under the sheets.

In order to keep this image from being revealed immediately, she collected the scattered pillows and buried her body under the sheets, which at first glance looked like the pillow mountain just now.

"Then let's settle it. The army has fought some tough battles today, so I won't disturb your rest......"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then the footsteps of the vice admiral slowly disappeared into the hallway, and the footsteps of several guards also walked back and regained their vigilance. Olya slowed the pace of her breathing, waiting in fear for Naimon to enter the back room.

"Heh......" the young major stretched and yawned, and began to tour the luxurious rooms like Olya had done before, "These turned over paintings are probably the ones that the Magic Company thinks are more valuable." Since it's all turned over, why haven't it been shipped to the warehouse, and I don't need this kind of ...... Uh, what's this painting...... Wow. Oh. Oooh. Not. Anyway, there's no rush on this matter, and I'll be lucky in two days. ”

His footsteps became hurried and he turned in the direction of the bathroom. The bathroom also had no door, and Olya hadn't had time to get in before.

"Hey, is this bathtub made of a whole piece of wood? What is it? There's a magic reaction...... Wow, yes, it's hot!"

The sound of intense water suddenly sounded, like a magician who had placed a water jet or acid bomb next door.

After a while, the sound of the water changed to the sound of a small stream, and then it became louder again.

It sounds like Naimon is experimenting with some kind of magic item. Olya didn't dare to go out, because she didn't know how long the sound of water would last.

"It's called ...... Is this the culture of the elves? Oh, no wonder those guys are so white...... Specially made magic props for bathing are really luxurious. This kind of thing, even with very expensive gems, can only last a few minutes? What? Can it be done mechanically? Well, that sounds interesting, Annie, we can find a place to build a water tower...... Ah, there are a dozen of these showers! The life of the patriarch is so rotten and degenerate!"

The sound of the water stopped. Olya couldn't hear Naimon's footsteps anymore, probably because his boots were soaking wet. Thankfully, Naimon's voice to himself still let her know where he was—he was walking towards the bedroom.

"You can't be looking for it with your clothes wet, right?"

Olia was wrapped all under the sheets, unable to see what was going on outside, and could only guess Naimon's movements by her voice. When Naimon reached the bedroom door, he suddenly stopped talking - as if he had been suddenly frightened by something.

The princess opened her lips slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out, not daring to move at all.

Will he be able to get past me? Or has he already discovered me? How embarrassing it would be to be found out like this...... How could she explain the fact that it was hidden in the bedroom and pretended to be a pillow?

The silence outside is so uncomfortable.

"This—such a big bed...... Oh, my God. What are you going to do with such a big bed, the minister who escaped?"

The sound of opening the closet.

The slight grinding sound of taking off clothes.

The sound of some heavy objects being lowered sounded like swords, ammo packs, guns, and other loose things.

The sound of metal falling to the ground and hitting each other.

The sound of closing the closet.

The sound of the whole person falling on the sponge mattress -

The princess of the empire finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her body, which had been trembling slightly, finally relaxed. It seems that Naimon Soletton, like everyone else, can't resist the temptation to roll around on this huge bed.

"Whew...... Sure enough, looking at the messy sheets, the guys and guards of the magic team must have rolled over. The elves really enjoy it! I can enjoy this kind of big bed one day!"

Naimon made a useless remark as he rolled around on the sponge mattress and jumped twice on his feet. The vibrations kept coming through the mattress, and Olya had to fight the urge to snicker.

But as soon as she relaxed, Naimon's next sentence almost stopped her breathing.

"These guys are still fighting pillow fights here? Pillows are piled up there so hastily, are you afraid that others won't know? However, pillows are really not ordinary......

The shaking stopped, and it became the slow tremor of a person crawling on a mattress. In a panic, the princess bit off the nail of her right little finger and cut a sharp face, and with this sharp nail she carefully punctured the sheet and picked out a peephole.

Olya narrowed her eyes, cautiously watching Naimon's movements. The lighting in the room was not dim, and the bright blue light of the magic lamp was reflected on Naimon, who was gradually walking in her direction...... Reflecting the ......

"No, no top!"

The eye that Olya was peering at almost widened out of its sockets. The clever princess of the empire immediately re-established the chain of reasoning: Naimon Soleton was drenched in the "magic shower" when she experimented with it, and when she saw the large bed, she took off her wet clothes very naturally......

From her vantage point, she could only see the young major shirtless, but she didn't want to make sure Naimon was wearing pants at all.

"Don't come here. Don't come here. Don't come over ......."

Olya repeated the silent cry over and over again in the depths of her heart. She really didn't know what to say when she was found out in this situation. What should a half-naked Free Army Major say when she meets a bishop who lies under his sheets and is dressed as a pillow?

Fortunately, halfway through the Naimon climb, the bell outside rang again at the right time. Hearing the bell, Naimon stopped his movements, as if remembering something.

"Forget it, it's almost time to make an appointment. You can't play with a pillow alone. ”

He relaxed, and slammed himself into the sponge.

"And one last job...... Let's take a shower and change into clothes. ”

Naimon got up with the unwillingness to overflow, and shuffled to the bathroom.

As soon as she saw his figure disappear outside the door, Olya immediately hunched up, crawled quickly under the sheets, and sprang out of the bed like a fleeing gopher, and burrowed into the closet—

With the size of this wardrobe, it should be called a cloakroom. The cloakroom was more than enough for two classes, and it was filled with all sorts of luxurious dresses that the previous master had too late to take with her, enough for her to hide behind them.

It's not much safe, but at least there's no magic light and half-naked men, Olya thought.

The sound of water in the shower continued. Every few minutes, the sound stops and continues after its owner has replaced the shower head with a new one.

Moments later, the sound of running water was mixed with a whistle, the content of which was the southern anthem that Olya was also familiar with.

"Do you want to slip away?"

The thought only passed through her mind for a moment, and she immediately rejected it herself. The bathroom door was also blown away by the magic team, and she was sure to be seen when she went out.

The sound of the water finally stopped. Naimon's footsteps turned into a wet "pop", and he dragged the elf's wooden slippers back to the bedroom. He opened the closet and didn't look deeper, just pulled out a set of pajamas, checked the magic reaction, and put them on his body.

Just as Olya breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly heard the screeching sound of the magic effect activating as Mercy unsheathed.

"Who's it, please?" Naimon said as he backed away against the wall to the door, "If it's your own, please say it." If it's a misunderstanding, I won't call the guards. ”

Olya's face turned red. She remembered that she had scurried out from under the sheets, and that she must have left unusually obvious marks.

But do you want to go out now? She was a little hesitant. Not to mention that Naimon was probably just wrapped in a bath towel, and her going out would undoubtedly punish the guards at the door.

Just as Olya reached open the closet door, a slightly familiar crisp female voice came from the window.

"Worthy of Lennie's hero. You found out when I just arrived. ”

The stained glass window suddenly became translucent, emitting a faint green glow, and the phase effect was activated. It was with this Dongyi magic technique that the Interlites built the Great Wonder, the Phase Bridge.

"I should have wondered how you found out, Your Excellency, but these are probably the secrets of your Western magicians. It should be terrible to be known about your habit of using magic, right?"

Namen's hand was still on the hilt of his sword, looking warily at the man.

Zhang Shiyi, dressed in a black tight-fitting night suit, passed through the window, swept lightly across half of the room, and stopped in the center of the bed without making the slightest sound.

"I'm sorry, I was going to wait until you finished taking a shower before coming in normally. Your guards didn't allow me to make an appointment to meet with you, so I'm sorry. ”

Naimon paused, probably remembering his own order.

"So, may I ask Miss Zhang......"

"Winglets. ”

"Okay, then may I ask Miss Xiao Yi, why did you sneak in alone in the middle of the night like this?"

Zhang Shiyi smiled, raised his hand to straighten his ponytail, jumped up, and landed right next to Namen Soleton. Her right hand happened to block Naimon's path to draw his sword.

"I'm here to give you a great gift. ”

Naimon frowned.

"I'm sure you're not here to bribe so late at night. If you're going to say that the gift is you, then this joke isn't too funny, Miss Tsubasa. ”

Zhang Shiyi did not answer this question head-on, but raised a rhetorical question.

"You and Your Excellency Wei Taiping already control half of the Eastern Route, right?"

Naimon nodded, "Hmm." Let's just say that. ”

"But in fact, this half of the route is controlled by Marshal Wei, not Your Excellency, right?"

The question is quite acute. Naimon was not annoyed, nodded again, and replied briefly, "Yes." ”

"The gift I want to give you is the other half of the Eastern Route. From Qingniu Mansion to the other half of Lingyangmen. I can help you get the whole Murrayman. ”

When talking about Qingniu Mansion, Zhang Shiyi no longer had a smile on his face.

Naimen pondered for a moment and shook his head: "There are many warlords in the Yellow Turban Taiping Kingdom, and the total number is claimed to be hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Since the current heir Zhang Futu took office, it is impossible to rely on our strength to train the new army-"

Zhang Shiyi suddenly weakened his knees and knelt down. This was a very rare etiquette for Naimon, who had grown up in Lenny, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"The traitor Zhang Futu insisted on pushing the Eastern Crusade and hanging his troops overseas for many years, he never imagined that the enemy would come from the sea! As long as you are engaged to me, you can use the identity of Luo Ruide's first disciple to enter the Hengqu Zhang Clan, seize the Qingniu Mansion, master the other half of the waterway, and be on an equal footing with Wei Taiping, who has the strongest fleet in the world—no, even stronger than him!"

Zhang Shiyi's words were extremely fluent, and it sounded as if he had been preparing for a long time.

Olya Hugh Cockman watched it all in the closet, not knowing when to say hello. She vaguely felt that she had missed the best opportunity to get out.

Enthusiastic readers of the QQ Book Friends Group (32454948) of P.S. are promoting the printing and distribution plan of the butterfly illustrated novel in the Storm, which is scheduled to be released one by one starting with BIS0 volume (Afterlight) this month. Interested readers, please pay attention to the book friend group "Floating Battleship Antigrov II" or **Micro Group "Floating Battleship Antigrof V (/antigrov)", which is warmly purchased! Including postcards, posters and other peripherals and cute girl illustrations! It will also be consigned at major comic conventions in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou! (Well, I'm also surprised that book friends can advance to this extent, please support it!Scheduled connection is /zO01zES)

P.S.2 Book Friends Group Doujin Program welcomes interested readers to continue to join in vigorously! I heard that there is a strong need for readers with skills such as painters, composers, etc......

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