"Teacher?"

Inside the tent, a small head poked out.

The Messiah was awakened by the commotion, his big eyes full of curiosity.

"It's fine."

Sulu waited for a moment, saw a centaur returning, with blood on the tip of the spear, saluted him, disappeared into the card, and disappeared.

"Escaped?"

He smiled and didn't care: "It seems that there is still some real ability." ”

Although the alienated centaur is not as good as Rofes, it is also equivalent to a knight who has just entered the third order.

Being able to escape from its hands, even at the cost of a certain injury, is quite a good strength.

"Teacher...... Is this what I'm going to learn? ”

The Messiah, who had already been submerged in the tent, opened another gap and looked at the centaur card with a look of surprise on his face.

"You don't need to know that."

Sulu made a straight face: "A lady shouldn't be in the middle of the night without sleeping and peeping." ”

"Teacher, you remind me of my grandmother...... The same harshness. ”

The Messiah pursed his lips, and suddenly became silent again.

Su Lu instantly felt a little embarrassed, the people in the palace should have died almost in the war.

"Okay, okay, let's go to bed first!"

He climbed into his tent and stretched out comfortably.

At the same time, a shadow clone emerges, like the most loyal guard, performing the duty of standing guard.

……

Westside.

This land is known as the land of flowers of the kingdom and is rich in a wide variety of flowers.

And the ruling core of the Drake family is in Tulip Castle.

Council Hall.

Many of the nobles of the Western Frontier were lined up, and some of the positions were vacant, or they were temporarily replaced by women and children.

These were the nobles who had previously traveled to the royal capital with Grand Duke Drake, and most of them died in battle, and a small number became prisoners.

In short, the rights and duties of vassals are temporarily fulfilled by their wives or children.

In the main seat on the top of the three stone steps, a young man of only about eleven or twelve years old sits sitting.

He was the second son of the late Grand Duke, Bard, who had now officially assumed the title of Grand Duke of Drake due to the death of his eldest son, and had earned the allegiance of the nobles present.

It's just that he was very nervous as a teenager, and looked at the bachelor next to him from time to time.

"Ahem......"

The bachelor was a white-haired old man, holding a book, and the light of wisdom was brewing in his eyes, and he coughed at this time: "Gentlemen...... I understand your sorrow and hatred, but reason is the only way to solve the problem, and the Westside cannot afford to fight......"

"Master Brunel, do you want us to make peace with those barbarians of the Northlands?"

Next to the young Duke of Bard, there was also a nobleman.

He was middle-aged, with a hooked nose, a gloomy complexion, and a high hairline, and seemed to be suffering from hair loss because of long-term thoughts.

At this time, his face was full of anger: "Those barbarians killed my brother and my sister...... Now, are we going to grovel to them? ”

"Lord Shackle, please stay calm, it's just a matter of getting out of the West," Brunel explained......

The position of a bachelor is equivalent to the personal adviser of the nobles, and it may not have a knighthood in itself.

Their status and power are closely related to the degree of favor and authority of those in charge.

Brunel was originally a very favored bachelor of Grand Duke Drake, but now, the authority of the young duke is weakened, and he does not trust him as much as his father, and he has to explain in the face of Shackle, the current duke's own uncle.

"We haven't lost yet!"

"The barbarians of the North are the real rebels," Shackel roared, "and we are to seek the support of the South and the East...... Oh, and find the Queen! I received the news that our queen is all right, she has escaped! ”

"Oooh!"

There was a cheer from below, the only 'good news' that all the nobles had heard.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... The barbarians of the Northland will not let go of this good opportunity, they will definitely attack the West, we need to be prepared! Mobilize now! ”

Shackel took advantage of the opportunity to give an inspiring speech.

Brunel and Bud had gloomy faces, as if they had been forgotten by everyone.

"Lord Duke, please bear with me for a moment."

After the meeting ended, Brunel quickly caught up with Bud and whispered.

Because the Duke was still a minor, Shackel wielded a great deal of power, similar to 'regent'.

And once a war is waged, power will inevitably be tilted more in his favor, which is not in line with the interests of the young duke!

However, as a party with a deep blood feud with the north, it is impossible for Bard to propose a truce, and even today's temptation with the bachelor will end in a fiasco.

"I understand, not to mention...... As the uncle said, there is a high probability that the northerners will attack us directly...... Prepare for battle. ”

Bud smiled wryly.

……

Late at night.

Shaker found himself in the council hall again.

Unlike last time, this time, he was wearing a duke's gown, and he was proudly accepting the cheers of the nobles below.

This is the deepest ambition in his heart, but he didn't expect it to come true all at once!

"This ...... Where is this? I...... I'm not dreaming, am I? ”

Originally, Shakel was very drunk, but suddenly, a chill like an ice washed over his body, and he came to his senses.

"That's right, you're dreaming!"

At this time, everyone turned around with a strange smile on their faces.

Their figures blurred, as if they had become pieces of paper, and then strangely merged, incarnating into the image of another stranger.

It was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, dressed in a knight's suit, clean and neat, with a tall figure, dark eyes, and an attractive mystery.

"Introduce myself, my name is Sulu Portley! Belch...... Her Majesty's appointed Chief Mage of the Court! Please forgive me for the inconvenience. ”

"It's you!" Shakel's face changed: "Did the queen ask you to come?" Where is she? ”

"She's safe, she'll be arriving at Tulip Castle soon, and I'm here to make an insurance policy for her safety."

Sulu smiled.

He was too lazy to be with the Messiah all the time, and besides, there was no point in 'grinding' that way.

"The Queen will be safe in the West......"

Shakel's mouth stiffened twice, and finally relented: "What do you want to do?" Sign a wizard's contract? ”

"No, it's easier than that!"

Su Lu shook his head and said, "I don't even need your cooperation ......"

"You ......"

Shakel was shocked, but in the dream realm, he was not Sulu's opponent at all, and his expression became dazed in the blink of an eye.

Sulu stepped forward and pointed his index finger at Shakel's forehead.

"With psychic thaumaturgy, combined with the ability to make dreams...... Tampering with memories can be done without flaws! ”

"But, to be on the safe side, let's leave a time bomb curse here."