Usually, Horn used to eat alone.

"Alan, to be honest, this lamb chop is too old, but the raw material is indeed from Angola, it's a pity that such a good lamb. But today it was different, Camille, as he had invited him, sat at a small table for only four people, commenting on the poor dinner of the palace cook.

"It's okay," Horn smiled, "isn't pumpkin paste different?"

Camille smiled when she heard this. "yes, the peas are mushy too, I wonder how Bill and Ryan are living their lives to swallow such a terrible dinner!" he picked up his glass and took a sip, "Why, isn't the lord awake yet?"

Horn nodded, looking lonely. "Yesterday I was so impulsive that I gave him ...... Hey, damn it!"

"You're just expressing your opinion, and you're going a little bit too far. Damn it, those doctors haven't even woken up the lord yet, I really don't know what the use of raising them is!" Although the lamb chops were very old, Camille chopped them with a knife and put them in his mouth to chew vigorously. "The taste of the soup hasn't changed, it's the same taste. After swallowing the lamb, he continued.

"You've already eaten my lamb chops, whether it's burnt or not, you've eaten it, haven't you?" Horn asked with a smile.

"yes, what's wrong?" Camille put down his knife, "Looks like you're going to have to pay for this dinner, Lord Allen." ”

"How can there be a free dinner in the world?" said Horn, waving his hand, and the servants in the hall bowed and withdrew.

"Say, sir, I'll listen. After the door closed, Camille said.

"It's all too easy to win these two battles," Horn gets straight to the point, "if someone can resurrect the dragon, they will be able to control it, but in the Battle of Karta, the dragon actually helped us, which is unlikely." He paused and pushed the plate in front of him aside, "After that, the dukes on the mainland who supported their own troops swore allegiance and encouraged Kenny to move westward, don't you think, it's a trap?"

Camille drank the wine from her glass and bowed her head in contemplation for a moment. "I'm sorry, my lord, I'm stupid, and I need you to make it clearer. ”

"Yesterday, at the fifth meeting on the Battle of Black, Kane, Dark, and Mira echoed the Dukes' suggestion that Kenny immediately send troops to attack Black," Horn smiled, "Isn't that a little strange?"

"My lord, I still don't understand. ”

"It's just the two of us. ”

"I really don't understand. ”

Horn got up and picked up the flask, and while pouring Camille's glass, he said, "Right now, the Confederate army seems to be united, but in fact, it has long been in shambles. The poor and crazy people of your coveted the mineral-rich city of Robin, the dead Assyrians of Jaime wanted the mountains of Sid, and Eli felt that the city of Sacred Virtue was closest to Sumer. Do you think the Assassins have anything to do with these people?"

Camille watched as the crimson liquid beaded into a thread and fell into the cup with a "tick-tock" sound. "Lord Allen, guess which territory the Iceplains like the most?"

"You were Kenny's personal soldier, and Lawrence was Kenny's best friend. Horn sat back in his chair and looked at the delicate carvings on the flask, "I'm afraid you're the only one I can trust these days." He put down the flask and looked up at Camille, "I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"You should know about Mira Kelline's relationship with the lord, they also have a son, and as for Mike Mike, he must be more trustworthy than me, but why did you choose to trust me?" asked Camille.

"Mira is the queen of Assyria after all, and she drove Kenny out of Assyria for the sake of the city's people, as for Mike...... He, can he be trusted?" Horn said bitterly.

"I remember I should have said that I once betrayed Lord Kenny. Camille reminded him.

"For your brother Aiden. Horn nodded, and quickly replied, "I know, it was a treacherous ploy by Bill and Ryan, when Aiden had already left the Peace Army and returned to Karta to become a forest ranger, but no one believed you at the time, poor fellow." ”

"What the hell are you trying to say, sir?" Camille took a sip from her glass.

"Kenny is sick in bed, not yet awake, and now that the war is imminent, I am born as the first heir to Dalton, so I naturally have the right to dictate to the Alliance army. Horn picked up a piece of roasted onion and threw it into his mouth, "There's one thing Kenny would never do, and I want to help him." Camille took a sip of wine, his eyes supplied, as if he had foreseen what Horn would say next. "The look in your eyes tells me you don't want to do it. Don't worry, it's not about getting rid of dissidents, it's just about trying them out and seeing who wants to kill us. ”

"The lord will be furious when he finds out. Camille said timidly.

"Then let him do it, it's better than being killed by an assassin, you say?" Horn still smiled, but his eyes were unusually cold.

"No, no, sir, I can't do such a thing. Camille put the wine glass on the edge of the table and shook his head repeatedly, "They are all alliance forces now, allies of the lord, and everyone has contributed to the fact that the southern expedition has come to this day." What's more, the war is not over yet, Black's walls are world-famous, and even if the city is defended by a group of mercenaries, they can rest easy. Also, if you do this, you will completely collapse the Alliance army, and by then, no wizard will be able to concoct a potion of regret. ”

"Thank you for your kind words," the chill in Horn's politeness almost froze Camille's ears, "but there are some things that we have to do in advance. You were born on the First Continent, so you should know the past here. After the Holy War, the alliance of the two armies broke out again, will such a history be repeated on this continent at the same time as the victory of the Southern Expedition?"

"After all, you even suspect Mira?" Camille seemed to read something from those cold honey-colored eyes.

"I don't trust anyone but you and Aiden, everyone can turn against each other for territory and power, including Kenny's lover, of course. Also, don't take their love too seriously, and to put it mildly, if Kenny was a scrawny silly hat with a helmet as a night potter, Mira would sleep with him?" Horn snorted coldly, "She already knew that he was Lord of Nippur, a war maniac who took Nipur from Barton without a single soldier, and she was able to re-ascend to the throne of the queen, without Kenny's credit?"

The corners of Camille's eyes twitched. "My lord, the price of this dinner is too high for me to pay. ”

Horn put away his indifferent smile. "It's okay, if you really don't want to, I can act as if none of this happened...... The premise is that you have to spit out the lamb chops you just ate for me. ”