Eldred immediately stepped forward and gently stroked Catherine's bulging belly. She said enviously: "No matter what, she should be a very cute little angel!"

"yes, to hell with all the talk that's coming!" Catherine said happily, "She will be the whole of my life, and I swear I will love her well!" she looked at Eldred, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh.

"What's the matter, Your Highness Princess?"

"Actually, I know you're very fond of the Chosen One, and you've known it for a long time!" said Catherine.

"You...... Don't talk nonsense!" Eldred immediately lowered his head, avoiding Catherine's gaze.

"It's nothing, Eldred! who is a human right...... But I'm grateful to you, and as much as you like him, you're very good at taking a good seat!"

“...... Because you're my best friend!" Edred raised his head and said with a sincere gaze, "If it weren't for you, I would never have given up!"

"Thank you, Adred, I don't think I'm a good wife, I often lose my temper, I don't take care of people, I don't think about him, I don't even ...... Even abandoned the best relationship between me and him!"

"Don't say that! You did it for Erathia! You made a great sacrifice, and you have the right to the happiness you want most!"

"Do you think I'm happy now, Elderid?" Catherine sighed, "Every time I face Roland, I feel very guilty and tormented...... Because my heart loves not him, but another man!"

Eldred didn't know what to say.

"Actually, you are the most suitable wife to be the wife of the Chosen One......"

"You...... What the hell are you talking about?" Adridrid exclaimed in surprise, "Even if Gu Zi comes to his senses, he should be Queen Saiya's husband!"

"It's almost impossible, Eldrid!" Catherine slowly stood up: "Although Seya loves him very much, he has led the army of the undead to attack the city and plunder the land, killing countless people of Erathia, and Erathia will not accept him!"

"But that's not what he intended! he was just bewitched by the Grim Reaper, Bellerion......"

"Okay, then I'll give you an example: you and I are both people who lead soldiers to fight, and when a soldier accidentally kills someone while he has amnesia while drunk, do you think he can use drunkenness as an excuse to escape punishment?"

Eldred was silent.

"As long as Sister Saiya continues to be the queen of Erathia, the two of them are destined not to be together, otherwise she will face a wave of opposition from the people!"

"As far as I know, Saiya is actually not uncommon for this king......"

"Yes, but if she is not king, then who will? We must not let the foolish Kendall be again!"

"Actually, the king of Erathia should be you, Your Highness the Princess! you are the most suitable person, and you have been working towards this goal!"

"As Roland's wife, I can only be the queen of Dia, not the queen of Erathia!" Catherine shook her head: "I am just a link between the alliance between Erathia and Dia!"

"Can't Erathia and Dia exist as a unified nation?"

"This is almost impossible! Historically, the only way for a country to unite other countries is war!"

"So, aren't Queen Saiya and the Chosen One destined to be separated? Alas, poor Queen Saiya!"

"Maybe this is the common fate of the women of our Ainfast family! Every woman in our family lives a hard life and is destined to die alone!"

Eldred sighed as well. Yes, none of the women of the Ironfast family seem to be happy, not to mention far away, let's just say that the former Queen Regent, Princess Catherine's mother Laurel, and Queen Saiya's mother, Her Majesty the Queen Mother, seem to be living very tired......

"Take care of him for me, Eldred!" Catherine took her best friend's hand: "I will wish you happiness!"

"Oh, don't talk about it!" said Eledred, blushing and running out of the room.

"Remember, let him change his identity!" added Catherine behind her back.

A flustered Adridrid trotted down, but almost crashed into a man's arms outside the tent, but fortunately he braked in time.

The man was smiling, and he was opening his arms, as if he was expecting Eldred to throw him into his arms.

"Go away, why are you stopping in front of me?" it was none other than Hart, the old enemy.

"I've been standing here for a long time! I thought you were going to hug me, and you're ready!" Hart teased.

"you!" Adridrid gave him a blank look, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"I want to discuss things with you and Her Royal Highness the Princess......"

"Her Royal Highness the princess is preparing to rest, tell me anything about it!"

"We've been repairing for almost a month, and the fighters don't understand why we haven't attacked yet, and end this damn war as soon as possible!"

"Turn your head over and I'll tell you quietly!"

Hart was obedient and immediately stuck his head out. Eldred muttered in his ear for a while.

"Really?" Hart jumped to his feet.

"Of course, now you should understand why Her Highness and I want you to fix it!"

"That's a good idea!" Hart nodded hurriedly, "Let them have internal friction, and when they are almost in trouble, we will clean them up in one fell swoop!"

"Alright, I've answered your question, now you can go back!"

"It's still early, Eldred, look how beautiful the moon is tonight, let's go for a walk!" Hart invited.

Eldred stopped, looked up at Hart's face, and said seriously, "Hart, you are a very good man......!

Poor Hart scratched his head and said, "Why? Eldred, can you tell me what the reason is?"

"Women are different from men! As long as they are women, they will try their best to marry the man they love the most, and you men, as long as any woman is beautiful, they want to marry her as their wife!"

"It's not all like that!" argued Hart, "for example, I value a woman's heart in addition to her appearance!"

"Let me tell you, I already have someone in my heart!"

"Who is it? Is it York?"

"I don't have feelings for him either!" Eldred muttered as he looked at the full moon in the sky, "You'll find out later......!"

Who is this man, has he been asleep for a long time?, Hart muttered incessantly.

Defeated at the Diya border, Clauis retreated to Sosbanda. He sent scouts everywhere to demand that the undead defenders from all over the country quickly move closer to him, trying to gather a large group of troops to fight a decisive battle with Princess Catherine on the plains.

Needless to say, his idea of fighting a large-scale bloc did not materialize on the Dia border. The mountains are high and densely forested, which is more suitable for guerrillas. Unfamiliar with the terrain, he naturally suffered several heavy losses, so he took the initiative to retreat and set the battlefield on the vast plain.

He was very dissatisfied with the recent performance of his generals. The first is Sandru's escape, which makes his desire to use Sandru's cursed armor and ghost king's cloak to fight against Princess Catherine's Angel Alliance Excalibur in the end;

"Haven't those two sluts come with you yet?" asked Clauvis, turning his head.

"Sluts, which two sluts?" the men fainted.

"I'm talking about Catherine and Elderid!" Clauis said angrily.

"Oh, they're still on the border, and they don't seem to have any intention of marching on Dia......"

"They'll follow, unless they don't want to reclaim Dia!" Clauis muttered, "But what are they waiting for?"

"It's said that Catherine's slut is about to give birth, maybe that's why!"

"I wouldn't think so!" Clauvis shook his head, "They are scheming, there must be some other reason!Fortunately, they didn't march, otherwise I would have had to fight them with five legions!Fuck, why haven't those legion commanders arrived at Southbandar yet?"

"I heard they're all stuck here!" said his men, pointing to the map.

"Do they want to disobey my orders?" Clauvis was annoyed, "Call me the commander of the Ghost Dragon Brigade, and tomorrow I will go there to see for myself what they are up to!"

As hundreds of ghostly dragons hovered over the woodland where the army of the undead gathered, the necromancers with evil intentions began to worry.

"Don't worry!" the vampire king Drokul reassured them, "We are in the woodlands, and the ghost dragon can only play an advantage in the wilderness!"

"Commanders, the Grim Reaper has asked you to meet him outside the forest!" a necromancer on guard rushed over to report.

"How's he looking?" asked Drokol as he walked.

"I seem to be angry......

"It seems that he came to question us on a special basis!" Drokul nodded: "If he dares to mess around, then we will tear our faces! There are so many of us, we should be able to catch him!"

"Should we report to Lord Sandru?" asked a necromancer cautiously.

"You should call him the Grim Reaper!" Drokul immediately corrected, "He has been carefully studying the manuscript left behind by his predecessor Blerion for three days!

"Alright, let's do it!" the necromancers began to gear up: "Catch that stinky kid, all the problems are solved!"

Clauis was standing outside the woods, with a giant ghostly dragon beside him. He stared coldly at the group of people who were walking towards him with his eyes, and they didn't dare to look directly, so they lowered their heads one after another.

"You are so bold!" Clauis finally spoke, "Do you know the consequences of battlefield disobedience?"

"We have objections to your orders!" said Drokul, "you should not put all your forces in the castle of Sosbanda, but you should be horns like this!

"You don't have to worry about that!" Clauis sneered, "They have such worries! If you have other opinions, you can give me advice, but after I issue the order, you must carry it out unconditionally!"

"Then we'll give you such advice now!"

"It's too late!I order you, bring your legions back to Sosbandar at once, or I'll enforce battlefield discipline!"

"We're not going with you, you're bringing all our legions to their deaths! Your command is really problematic! Before you came, our undead legions were invincible, and when you came, we suffered a few defeats!"

"Looks like you're their head, Drokule!" Clauvis nodded stiffly, and then said to the necromancers behind him, "Now I'm going to give you one last chance: you must choose sides immediately, and if you come with me, please stand up immediately!"

But no one moved. Angry, Clauis began to chant the incantation, and the ghost dragon beside him immediately stood up, a sharp whistle in his throat.

"Catch him!" Drokule began to unleash, dodging the ghostly dragon's sharp spur-spur tail sweep, and Clauvis had leapt onto the dragon's back!

Drokul held a keel in his hand, which he had just snapped off from the tail of the ghost dragon. Seeing the ghost dragon soaring high, he paused and reproached, "Why don't you help?"

"You're too fast, we haven't had time to react!"

Drokul wanted to call them stupid, but he managed to suppress his inner impulses.

The ghostly dragons all took to the air, covering most of the sky in a dense area!

"Hurry into the forest! or they'll be disemboweled!" Drokule immediately hid in the woods.

"I dare say their screams can kill people...... I'm dying of breath!" a necromancer clutched his ears.

A dark figure stepped out of the hut with a long black scythe in his hand. He looked up at the sky, and through the gaps in the leaves, he could see the ghostly dragon passing by from time to time.

"What's going on?" the dark shadow came to the necromancers. His voice was not loud, but it seemed very majestic.

"Clauis wants to arrest someone!" Drokul said as he led the necromancers to bow.

"The result?"

"We didn't catch him!"

"Didn't you tell me?"

"No, he should still be in the dark!"

"Good!" Shadow nodded in satisfaction, "Looks like we're going to have to take action!"