There are hundreds of rooms in the main fort of the northern city, but Nina's bedroom is the most stuffy, so much so that there seems to be no need for a fireplace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the early days of the establishment of Fort Horn, the priest Eugene led people who knew geology, spent half a month surveying all the land north of Lake Mochizuki, and finally, as her husband wished, they set the address on the side of the mountainside, because there was a hot spring flowing down the mountain stream, and the stonemason who cast the castle said that it was possible to leave a gap in the construction of the castle with heating and steaming, so that even in winter, the whole room of the main castle would not be cold.

As they say, the craftsmen left a few small cracks in the cracks of the main fort and built the fort with a double wall, and those steaming hot air streams through the cracks in the high walls to the bedrooms, driving the winter cold out of the stone hall and filling every room with warmth. Also benefiting from the open-air courtyards of Hornburg, where the hot springs seem to never stop day and night, may be insignificant in summer, but in winter the soil does not freeze and the vegetation and flowers do not wither.

Nina used to make the bath water hot, and the walls of her bedroom were always warm to the touch, because this warmth reminded her of the Angolan grasslands, reminding her of the carefree days under the sun and galloping with her childhood friends. But the husband seems to have long been accustomed to the cold of the northern city, and he even fell in love with it. Cold can make people sober, and sober can not forget hatred. Her husband had told her. And she always laughed and replied: if this is the case, Hornburg is really in the wrong place.

Because of this, every time they were done, Kenny would get up from his bed and walk across the room, pulling back the heavy curtains and pushing the narrow windows open one by one, letting the chill of the autumn night pour into the room.

He stood quietly by the window, facing the dark sky, the cold wind whistling through his bare skin. Nina pulled the warm blanket over her chin and looked at her husband silently, feeling that his back seemed to have become a little short, even thin, as if suddenly he had become the young knight who had entrusted his life in the city of Karta twenty years ago.

"Are the negotiations with them going well?" she asked, looking at her husband's back, her tone full of doubt.

"On the surface, it went well. Kenny slowly turned to look at his wife on the bed.

"On the surface?" Nina sat up from her bed, the blanket pulled up, the dim candle flame swaying in the night breeze, and the shadows of the furnishings in the room swayed with it. "Why, the beautiful words written in those letters turned into lies in the end?"

Kenny sat down in a thick oak chair and picked up the flask on the table and poured himself half a glass of wine, the night wind drowning out the sound of the wine entering the glass, hissing and screaming as if they were in the middle of a raging storm. "Camille and Lawrence, of course, don't, they're from the First Continent, and when they tell their people that there's warm air, fertile land, and a more habitable territory to the south, the Icefields are eager to join the war and take their territory for their descendants. ”

"Mira will definitely support you too. Nina whispered, but the words seemed to be blown away by the wind, and she wondered if her husband had heard it.

Elidu was also willing to help. Kenny took a sip of his drink, "Eridu has been a strong ally of the North City since I intervened sixteen years ago to mediate their border dispute with Assyria, and this time Duck and Mike became friendly, and the two friends who hadn't seen each other for many years got drunk, and Duck said that he would personally lead the troops to help, but I don't know how many people he would bring with him. ”

"Where's your?" Nina raised her voice this time.

"There are now 30,000 men in the Black Armor, but Kane's eldest son, Paul, says that they are afraid of Uruk in the west, so at least 10,000 people need to stay in the city of your, and as for the remaining 20,000 people, all the funds must be paid by us. Kenny sighed, "That's a lot of money, Winnie has been busy settling accounts these days, and I don't know if we can bring the 20,000 with me until the exact fee comes out." ”

"I would have liked more to know what Shelley's son had to say. Nina coughed lightly and continued, "You told me that Sunlight City is the key to the southern expedition, they have a full army of 50,000 people, and they are in danger of the sky, there is no need for heavy defense, if they join, the southern expedition will already be half victorious." ”

"And the legion of the living dead. Kenny reminded her. He put down his glass, stood up, closed all the windows behind him, and sat back in his chair. "If I could, I would like Horn to marry Sula, the sister of Lord Mullen, if our two families marry, Mullen will consider this only sister, not to mention, Horn he-"

"No, don't, Kenny. ”

"I know time is a bit rushed, but-"

"Indeed, marriage is a bitter wine that every heir must swallow. Nina lowered her head, and the blanket pulled up to her neck slipped down, revealing a sagging **** but Kenny, don't take your ambitions and ruin our son's marriage, if possible, I want him to have his own choice, just like you did back then. ”

"He's long past the age of marriage, if—"

"Let's change the subject, Kenny!" she began, suddenly angry.

Kenny's fingers snapped lightly on the rim of the cup, making a crisp sound. "I'm sorry," he said in a low voice, "I just hope that Sunshine City can do everything in their power to help us, and you want to go back to the Angolan grasslands, even if it's just to look up at the sky or lie down and smell the grass, don't you?"

"Yes, that's what everyone in North City thinks, and it's been seventeen years. Nina admitted, then lifted the blanket and put on a loose dressing gown, "But Kenny, we're all there is to have one." He loves Beicheng more, more Sumerian, he hasn't been to the First Continent, and he doesn't know what kind of defeat we've experienced, how painful the war is, he doesn't know, don't you know?" she walked up to her husband, tears dripping down her cheeks to the floor, "I saw that arrow shoot through Marven's head, the little guy was only seventeen years old, Kenny—"

"Alright, don't say any more. Kenny stood up and reached out to try away her tears, "No matter what, I'm going to march south, and even if I die, I'm going to die in the city of Karta." ”

She watched her husband's back leave, as if taking away the last shred of cold in the house. She sat down in her chair and picked up her cup and pondered for a long time, until the window behind her rang out.

Window?

"Damn, it's higher than the city walls, how did you climb up?!" Nina asked, looking at the visitor in horror.

"Hello. The man replied with a smile on his face.

"You're crazy!" Nina struggled to calm her astonishment.

"Did you do what I told you?" the man took the glass from her hand and took a closer look at the red liquid in it.

Nina nodded.

"Thank you. He smiled and put his glass down and kissed her lightly on the forehead.