Chapter 535: Welcome (2)
Off the coast of the island of Casica.
In the captain's room of the Authority of the Seas, Durinde's smile, who had just raised a glass of aged whiskey, suddenly stiffened.
Dex, who had just raised his glass and was about to clink glasses with Durinde, looked at the admiral who was standing at the door of the captain's room, not daring to speak, and who had just received bad news.
Major General Dirk was unfavorable, and two fully formed battalions of Marines were subjected to a round of shelling in a dilapidated place like Loeff Height, killing 93 elite marines on the spot, seriously wounding 75 and lightly wounding 128.
Aside from the 128 lightly wounded, the two fully formed marines, still a few dozen miles away from the Vetu family's house, perfectly reduced the number of combatants by nearly 15 percent.
Dextron squeezed out a smile, he put down his glass, stood up, and bowed slightly to Durinde.
"Your Excellency, this is a ......"
"It was a forgivable, tactical mistake." Durinde put down the wine glass a little annoyed, tore off the snow-white napkin tied at the neckline, lowered his voice and roared urgently: "I said, during the mission, don't give any drinks to Lord Henrak...... Any alcoholic beverages!! β
Dex's face returned to normal: "Your Excellency, it's the bastards of the Army, who throw beer kegs into the sea every day. So, you know...... Also, they littered a large number of half-rotten fruits, which Lord Henrac also liked. β
"The Army's fault. They led to Lord Henrak's ...... Blunder. Durinde raised his glass and drank it down.
"The Army's fault. They led to Lord Henrak's ...... Blunder. Any mistake on the part of His Excellency Henrac is forgivable, and any loss it causes will not leave any trouble on anyone's file. Dirks muttered under his breath.
"Let Dirkgar send a thousand sailors ashore. Things are done beautifully. In addition to the Rittal family, by the way, I will find a few more families with comparable status as targets. Durinde's voice became extremely slight: "The battalion commanders of the two marines, go back and send them to the Black Continent to explore the Black Plateau." β
"Yes, everything is as you wish." Dirks stood up, hurried out of the captain's room, and quickly glanced at the colonel standing in the doorway.
The small town of Loeffgang.
Except for the Marines and the Giant Knights of the Ice Sea Kingdom, everyone else fell into a deep sleep.
A Marine officer who had been shot in the thigh and had been knocked off a large piece of flesh cursed loudly, and he walked up to a policeman lying on the ground, raised his long knife, and slashed at the officer's neck.
A wisp of fog shook and there was a 'clang', and a monster knight suddenly appeared beside the officer, flicking his long knife away with one finger.
In the open sea, Henrac's long, low, angry, and depressed voice was heard.
The Demon Knight whispered, "Your Excellency Henrak knows everything that is happening here...... Idiot. These guys are all trophies of Lord Henrak, do you want to compete for the results of Lord Henrak's battle? β
The Marine officer was stunned, his face changed, and he gritted his teeth and took two steps back.
He turned around and gave a solemn military salute in the direction of the open sea.
The sea in the harbor froze again, and a large group of sailors trotted in along the ice. A thousand heavily armed sailors landed and joined the raid.
The rest of the sailors carried a fainted policeman and sailor belonging to the Loew Gang substation, and carried them down the ice back to the open sea.
A sixth-order knight suddenly spoke, "We're on a mission, you might as well stay here a little longer and teach these hillbillies a bigger lesson." β
"This town, according to intelligence, is the largest smuggling port in the port of Tulum, and the inhabitants here are very rich...... You have to do a good search, in addition to wealth, there are also those young and strong, women...... They can all be counted as trophies of Lord Henrak. β
A lieutenant commander smiled and saluted the sixth-order knight, "As you wish, sir. Well, we'll be here for an hour, but rest assured, we won't be delayed to meet you. β
The monster knights laughed at the same time: "Of course, we believe in the efficiency of the navy. β
The monster knights took the lead, a thousand newly replenished sailors marched in the middle, and the hundreds of marines who were a little embarrassed were behind, and the brigade stayed at Loeff Heights for about a quarter of an hour, and then rushed out of Loew Gang Town.
A quarter of an hour is enough time for these navies of the Ice Sea Kingdom to run into every house in LΓΆfgang, find clothes that suit their figures, and change their uniforms.
Except for those monster knights, a thousand sailors and hundreds of marines all changed into ordinary people's clothing.
Even, those troll knights found dozens of fine horses. They rode horses, and really walked triumphantly at the front of the procession, like knights participating in some kind of large sacrificial procession.
Outside the town of Loeffgang, in the dark forest, the black mamba with a bloody face lay on his stomach in the thick grass, staring at the team that came out of the fog-shrouded town.
On the road leading from Loew Gang to Port Tulum, the Black Mamba, who had been awakened from his slumber by the Black Mamba with secret techniques, was like an angry rhinoceros, running along the road with all its might.
On the side of the avenue, parallel to Montenegro, more than a mile away from Montenegro, the black frog landed on all fours, like a humanoid frog, jumping quickly and silently.
The speed of the black frog is more than twice as fast as that of the Black Mountain.
He gritted his teeth and ran towards the port of Tulun with all his might, and after a short while, he left Montenegro far behind.
And in mid-air, in front of the black frog, only half a minute before the fog covered Loeffgang, two carrier pigeons released by the Loeffgang sub-bureau were spreading their wings, also in the direction of the port of Tulum.
A quarter of an hour later.
Mid-Levels, the main residence of the Ritu family.
The banquet on the grass has entered a feverish boiling stage, and all the old men with heads and faces in Tulun Port have also loosened their bow ties and walked into the dancing crowd with smiles.
In the shade of the trees, a pair of young men and women who have just met, maintaining a reserved and safe social distance, whispered sweet words.
If it were in the Republic of Gaul, a similar scene would have been the outbreak of several sweaty battles.
But in the conservative and traditional Delun Empire, these enthusiastic young people still maintain simple and pure social etiquette. Even though some young people have drunk a lot of alcohol, they are still polite and do not do impulsive and undignified things.
In the largest lounge on the second floor of the main building, Leah and Duke Rose sat side by side on a sofa, Leah shook a small folding fan and whispered, while Duke Rose held a large square glass, gulped strong wine, and constantly let out cheerful, hearty laughter.
The two of them are surrounded by dozens of noble ladies from wealthy families.
These ladies smiled happily one by one, and used the elegant words that best matched their identity, impeccable and flawless to pick up every word of Leah and Duke Rose.
Half an hour ago, there may have been some noble ladies among them, and they had a little thought about the territory of the Vetto family, and about some business in the port of Tulum.
But after hearing the news from the imperial capital, all plans disappeared.
All the noble ladies have become harmless to humans and animals, and they surround Leah and Duke Rose like best friends for many years, using familiar social means and familiar social words to get closer to themselves and the two nobles little by little.
It is very interesting that the status of these noble ladies is fully reflected in the frequency with which they speak.
Leah spoke ten words to Duke Rose, six of which were picked up by several marquisses.
Of the remaining four sentences, those noblewomen from the earl's family, they accounted for three sentences.
The precious opportunity of the last sentence was allocated to those nobles of lower status, from the Viscount family.
As for the noblewomen from the Baronial family, their only use is to sit and smile, smile, and smile again, and act perfectly as a beautiful ornament.
Leah fully demonstrated the demeanor and means that a housewife of an emerging wealthy family should have.
The vast province of Claude and the huge county of Upper and Lower Rockson are filled with endless wealth and business opportunities.
In the seemingly frivolous joke, Leah reached a preliminary tacit understanding with several marquises.
The rapidly rising Vetux need allies, or rather, little brothers who can help them wave their flags and shout, and even roll up their sleeves and beat people.
And the families behind these marquises, they are happy to be allies of the Vetuls, and when they get enough benefits, they are more than happy to be the pawns of the Vetuls.
There were even a few marquisses who hinted very cautiously and carefully that Leah had very good daughters in her own family, and maybe they could get to know Gorkin and Joe in advance.
Lia smiled and thanked a few marquises, and then decided to hold a large-scale social ball the next time Gorkin returned to his hometown, so that all the aristocratic youths in the entire southern special region could get together.
Speaking of the social ball, a group of ladies were all excited.
They gave Lia the idea that this social dance party must be held in the new mansion of the Vettu family.
The Ritu family needs to choose a place in Claude Province to build a castle worthy of the family's status!
Leah rolled her eyes quickly.
A castle, a castle of duke's rank...... Well, that means, a lot, a lot, a lot of money, and a lot, a lot, a lot of energy, and, more, more, more time!
A maid wearing a long black dress, with a cold expression and an expressionless face, quietly walked into the lounge.
She leaned into Leah's ear and muttered something under her breath.
Duke Rose turned his head sideways and put his ear close to Leah's ear, and she also heard the news from the maid.
There's an invasion of Loew Heights!
Duke Rose's eyes lit up suddenly, and she jumped up suddenly, like a raging flame, and rushed to the terrace of the lounge with a strong wind, and then jumped up directly and ran out of the back hill of the Wittu mansion.