We all know that the first king of Hitaros, Leodanes III, had three daughters, the eldest daughter Antigones married to a prominent nobleman in the country, and was in fact the younger sister-in-law of Palamedes, who died heroically at the Battle of Besiktas; The second daughter, Hirsione, became the concubine of King Herz. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 When the daughter Iphigonia reached the age of marriage, her brothers arranged for her to be the envy of others - to become the wife of the "god of war" Thorgrande Leus.

Judging from the results of the post-engagement, many people feel sorry for this princess. If her brothers hadn't conceived such a rosy idea for her, but had only arranged her like her sisters, perhaps she would have had the same happy married life as an ordinary woman. However, this argument ignores the personality of the person concerned, and if Iphigonia has a weak and docile temperament, then she can choose the next husband after being rejected by Sogrande. There are still plenty of suitors waiting to become the Langner family's colts. But this princess is the kind of character who is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and after receiving a clear answer from Falunsi's side, she also clearly expressed her attitude - if you don't marry, if you don't marry, you should make up your own mind to Mingzhi.

"As the princess of Hitaros, I am well aware of my duties and responsibilities, and since the prince has decided to marry me to Lord Leus, I am ready to become his wife. I don't have the slightest regret about that. If Lord Luce is unwilling to accept me, then I will have to dedicate the rest of my life to the cause of serving the gods, and not let anyone else defile the treasures that rightfully belong to Lord Luce. So the princess went into the temple of Artemis, the goddess of the moon, and became the faithful priestess of the goddess.

Firth didn't know how long it had been since he had seen his sister, and he had the impression that their little sister was a difficult master. Leodannis III also once lamented that Iphigonia's personality might be better if she were a boy.

Artemis' temple has always been unpopular with men, which is naturally related to the teachings of this goddess. Although the moon god is also the god of hunting, most men choose to sacrifice to her twin brother Phobos Apollo if they wish for luck in hunting. While many gods had priestly virgins, the vanis were notoriously difficult to deal with, always taking their chastity seriously, rather than being hypocritical as in other temples.

Khaiswa has not been safe and secure lately, and although the Renoskes are not stationed in the city, they often wander around the city. These foreign soldiers have only women and alcohol, and once they get drunk, they do anything. And General Suvorov's method of managing the army was the opposite of Kutuzov, who had always strictly bound military discipline, and he was very indulgent to his subordinates. If it weren't for the Tsar's repeated orders, he would have turned a blind eye to some murderous and arsonous acts.

As a result, the incense of the temple of the moon god, which had been pleasing to young women, became scarce, and they did not dare to go out casually lately, lest they encounter unnecessary trouble. Firth had already felt this when he stepped out of the carriage and looked at the temple gates. He walked up the steps and asked the elderly gatekeeper to inform him of his arrival.

After a long time, an old priestess came out to meet him and bowed respectfully to the present tyrant.

"I'm here to see my sister, can you show me the way?" Firth explained the intention directly.

"Your Highness Fels, Your Highness Iphigonia has said that you don't want to see anyone."

"You old woman, I really don't know what to do, but in front of you is the current king, you dare not use the honorific title to the king!" One of Firth's retinue yelled at the priestess, apparently unhappy that Firth still addressed Firth as "Your Highness" instead of "Your Majesty".

The priestess glanced at the attendant disappreciatively, and Firth immediately rebuked him for his rudeness.

"So, I have come today to make sacrifices to the noble moon god Artemis, and I have brought her favorite sacrifice, so today should not be a taboo day to do things to the gods, right?" Firth said with a smile.

The priestess pursed her lips a little helplessly, if Fels's purpose was to visit Iphigonea, she could naturally stand in her way. But if a member of the royal family asks to enter the temple and make sacrifices to the gods, she has no right to stop him. Not only could he not stop Fels, but he had to get Iphigonia to come out and preside over the ceremony for him. Because the royal sacrifice had to be performed by the highest priest in the temple, and the current high priest was Iphigonea.

Half an hour later, Firth saw his little sister on the edge of the altar. The members of the Landner family are all good-looking, and Iphigonia can naturally be regarded as a beauty. She has long blonde hair inherited from the Landner family, her eyes are a blue-gray color that looks very clear and transparent, and her slightly higher cheekbones do not ruin the beauty of her face, but it makes people feel that her expression is always a little serious. The priestess of the moon god was 35 years old, but her lack of powder and her perennial purification made her look a little older than the noble women of her age. This may seem a bit bad now, but in reality her appearance will not change much in another ten years, but those who look young now will look even more old in the future.

The offerings that Firth brought were very rich, a beautiful cow and three lambs, and some fine olive oil and wine. If it were usual, the priests of the temple would have expressed their heartfelt gratitude for such a generous sacrifice. But the atmosphere was not good, and Iphigonea, as the chief priest, recited the prayer of the sacrifice with a blank face, and did not look at his brother at all. After she had finished praying the prayer, the servants of the temple slaughtered the sacrifices neatly, and then Iphigoneia selected the best of the beef and mutton, threw them into the furnace and burned them, and sacrificed them to Artemis. Firth then took the golden cup full of wine from his sister and poured it on the altar, ending the ceremony.

"Thank you for your generous and devout sacrifice, and the gods will bless you abundantly." Even the thank-you speech after the ceremony was addressed to Fels by a different priest.

Iphigonia just nodded to the crowd and turned around and walked straight to the back yard of the temple.

"Wait a minute, little sister!" Firth was in a hurry.

"Your Highness Fels, please stop, this is the place where the priests are cultivating, you can't just go in."

"I just want to meet my sister and say a few words, even Artemis will not fail to take care of this brother-sister friendship, so please all get out of the way, or I am confident that you will not be able to stop me." Firth spoke sharply to the priest who stood in his way, and the other man had seen the attendant who had come with him pressing his hand on his sword, and he had no choice but to give up, for it was not wise to offend the present tyrant too much.

It wasn't the first time Firth had come to visit his sister, so he found Iphigonea's room very familiarly. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer from inside, so he didn't think much about it, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Alright, little sister, we should have a good talk." Firth found himself a chair to sit down.

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you." Iphigoneia pointed to the door.

"Okay, little sister, don't play with your little temperament, if your personality wasn't born in the emperor's family, you would definitely suffer a big loss." Firth ignored his sister's request.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"It's very simple, the royal sister-in-law is dead, and I need a woman from the royal family to deal with some social situations for me."

"What about your concubines?" Iphigonia's tone became slightly mocking.

"None of them are of high blood, and it's okay for those women to serve men in bed, and it's not at all okay to be a hostess in a big scene."

"Is it okay for a woman with a bad character like me?"

"Little sister, why do you think we can marry you to that man in the first place? Is it really just because of the light of Antaras? Of course not. It's because we all think you're a woman good enough to stand by that man's side, and you're our proud sister. It was an unfortunate arrangement, but I truly believe that if you were to be the mistress of the Leuss, you would not do any worse than his ex-wife. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness Fels, and as you have complimented, I am not so stupid as to put my reputation in the company of a traitor like you." Iphigonea's face flushed a little crimson.

"Why do you all look at me like this, and so does my sister-in-law, I am not a traitor, but I have preserved the lives and property of the people of Haisva. Why don't you understand my grievances, and accuse me of cooperating with the Renoskes? As you should have seen, Kanites was defeated, and I don't have enough troops to repel the Lenoskes. So what's wrong with throwing in the towel with dignity and then making a deal with the enemy to avoid needless killing, as the ancient sages did? Firth put his hands over his face and lowered his head to say this.

In front of women, the men of the Landner family have good acting skills to win each other's favor. Given her familiarity with her brothers' temperaments, Iphigonia was not deceived by the distress shown by Fels. She was silent and silent, waiting for her brother to finish his show. Sure enough, a few minutes later, her blue-gray eyes were met by Fels' nonchalant handsome face.

"I'm not so foolish, my dear brother."

"That's true, but my dear little sister, you have to think clearly, I now have the resources to force you to comply. You better think about it and give me a sensible answer, I don't want to do something that makes you feel disgusted. Firth stood up and warned his sister in a stern tone.

"You've done enough of what disgusts me, now please leave this temple!"

"We'll meet again soon, little sister, and I'm looking forward to seeing you in your evening dress." The tyrant of Hitaros, now the tyrant, finally left a smile on his sister.

May 20, 363 Continental Gregorian Calendar, Farensi, Caiunescu.

Lieutenant General Jayne Beta went to work at 239 Baker Street, on the west side of the palace, as usual, a two-story stone building that was newly completed in 360 in the Gregorian calendar, but the entire house is said to have been under construction since 348, and it would normally take 12 years to build such a two-story house. Since this is the office of the Ninth Legion in France, there are all sorts of eerie legends associated with this house. For example, there are some creepy sounds coming from it in the dead of night, or unidentified objects wrapped in blood-stained cloth, and so on, which have always been in the market. But in reality, anyone who talks about this kind of topic claims to have heard someone else talk about it, which means that no one claims to be an eyewitness at all.

Almost all the other units in the Falencian Army do not directly say the word "Ninth Army", and they always talk about it with the phrase "that shady intelligence service" instead. The source of this statement has become unverifiable, and this unverifiable has darkened the image of the Ninth Legion. In this regard, Jain Beta could only smile helplessly. Of course, it is likely that other troops are motivated by some kind of jealousy, for example, a guy who does not go to the battlefield actually climbs to the position of lieutenant general. You must know that since the reform of the military system, only the division commanders of those divisions with the prefix "Guards" in the actual combat troops will receive the rank of lieutenant general, while the division commanders of ordinary divisions will only have the rank of major general.

Shortly after Lieutenant General Beta sat down in his office that morning, the secretary informed him that Lieutenant Landier had returned. Jayne told the clerk to call him in.

"Good morning, sir."

"Good morning, your hair is a little messy."

"I came here with Major Lanfangte's flying dragon, and the wind in the air was relatively strong."

"Sure enough, your mission went well."

"It's not going well, there are a lot of unexpected situations on the side of Hitarus, and if I don't have good luck, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back here."

"Of course, your luck was good, but you managed to complete an extra task unexpectedly. Being able to escort Princess Mastar safely to the royal capital is a great credit. ”

"The people of Mastar themselves have made a lot of efforts, and the lower officials are just pushing the boat down the river." Reinster said modestly.

"Alright, let's not talk about that for now," Jayne pulled out a stack of parchment from the drawer, "You see, during the time you went to Hitaros, the 3rd Guards, the 32nd Division, the 7th Guards Division, and the 23rd Guards Division...... There are about a dozen units that have sent requests to transfer you to be the scout chief. ”

Many of the non-commissioned officers and cadets of Falunsi were reluctant to serve in the "shadowy intelligence services", but the Ninth Regiment had the privilege of selecting graduates ahead of other units. Therefore, in order to be able to convince the cadets to serve in the Ninth Army Corps willingly, the army pointed out a path of hope for them - one day they would be transferred to other units to serve as scout chiefs in the staff regiment. Although this position is in the staff of the headquarters, it is directly under the command of the commander, unlike other staff members who are controlled by the chief of staff. If they do a good job, they will soon become a senior officer in the actual combat unit, which is the goal that most non-commissioned officers and cadets look forward to.

"Which unit do you want to go to?" Jayne had placed all the transfer requests on the table one by one, completely filling his large table.

"Beta-sama, don't be kidding, I don't want to go anywhere." Reinster said with a dark face.

"Haha, I know that our Lieutenant Landier is the most loyal to the Legion, much better than that stinky boy in my family." Jayne smiled and put all the parchment in the drawer, "How's that?" Think about becoming my son-in-law? Although Melissa is still a little younger, Sarah is also several years behind Rucido. "By the way, Jayne's daughter, Melissa Beta, is nine years old.

"Legionnaire, we're in working hours right now!" Reinster was on the verge of yelling.

"Well, well, don't care, this is a common problem of old guys from the Third Legion." Jayne smiled and sat back in his place, "Okay, let's get down to business, I've read the report you submitted, let's talk about what you think of the war between Hitaros and Renoske." ”

"Lenoske is probably prepared, and the latest news seems to be very unfavorable to Hitaros, but even so, other countries seem to have underestimated Lenolsk's strength." Reingst concluded.

"That aside, before you return, the royal capital has an interesting guest." Jayne pulled out a piece of parchment from the side and handed it to Reingst, "This man seems to be acting with the support of Reynoldske, but he hasn't been in contact with Princess Nastasya, which makes us feel strange. ”

"Is the name of the hotel registered with Maximilian? Do you want others to call him 'Mark', with blue eyes, a very pleasing appearance, and a masked middle-aged attendant? ”

"Oh, looks like you've already seen this guy?" Jayne looked at Reinster with interest.

"I met once at a ball hosted by the King of Iberia." Reinster handed back the parchment containing Mr. Mark's information.

"Oh, let's hear it, he must have done something remarkable."

"It's nothing, he duel with the Iberian Dauphin."

Jayne whistled, "Isn't that enough to get noticed?" Duel with the crown prince at the court ball. Well, what reason are they for being boring? I don't think this person is the type who gets carried away by hot blood. ”

"Competing for the position of Lady Guardian, to be precise, for the right to be the dance partner of His Highness Seodora. Of course, the first to throw gloves at the other party was His Royal Highness Richard, the Crown Prince of Iberia. ”

"So, who won in the end?"

"I don't know."

"Huh? In the middle of such a wonderful duel, you actually left the court in the middle of the game? ”

"I'm not alone."

"Oh, that's when you took advantage of the duel between the two of them, and you kidnapped His Highness Seodora yourself." Jayne said, "Well, it seems that my Melissa has no chance of winning, it was enough to choke on little Rhine, and now I want to add Her Royal Highness the princess of Marstar?" This is the evil fate planted by Marshal Luce himself. ”

"Beta-sama...... Show me the applications asking for my transfer. Reinster said word for word.

"Hey, hey, Lieutenant Randier, are you a threat to the chief?"

"How dare the lower officials?"

"Parchment is expensive, don't tear it...... Let me go. ”