Curious about what kind of world was on the south side of the sea, Lee Seung-ryong changed his original plan and did not announce at the dinner that he would return to Ebone with Brunhilde. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition to the newlywed Yan'er's Li Chenglong, the lucky Philip also had a wonderful night.

Lee Seung-ryong, who was barely full of energy by self-control, met with Philip in the council hall of Erich City.

The little clerk, who stood in the middle of the hall and looked up at the king and queen, was not in a drunken state at this time, but had a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

Brunhilde smiled and looked at Li Chenglong, who was sitting on his right, only to see that he happened to rub his nose with his right hand in embarrassment.

Li Chenglong, who noticed Brunhilde's gaze, hurriedly put his hand back on the armrest of the throne like a child who had made a mistake, and immediately said in a solemn voice: "Philip, you also know the purpose of calling you here today, so let's start talking about what you have seen and heard there." “

Philip, who was in good spirits, excitedly opened the thick logbook and, with the help of books, began to recall what he had seen and heard.

"We were supposed to take refuge and come to clear out our Sir Gawain, but the way back has been blocked by Sir Tristan's fleet. Boss Tovar sailed south with us intending to land in the southeast of the island, but as we approached the shore, we strayed into Naga's territory, and we had no choice but to flee from the fish-men's territory again. Then a storm disoriented us, and even more unfortunately, the waves sent us into the maelstrom. “

Li Chenglong interrupted Philip's words and interjected and asked, "Is that kind of vortex with a small-area teleportation function?"

Philip hesitated for a moment, and replied apprehensively: "We did wake up in a strange sea, but based on the voyage we had travelled back to the sea, the whirlpool had sent us at least a thousand kilometers away. “

"Oh, then you go ahead. “

Seeing that the new lord was not angry at his denial, Philip's explanation was much more casual: "Most of us woke up with injuries, and the food and fresh water were gone, so we found a nearby beach to land, and the process went well, but we didn't find any decent villages after landing, they were almost just ruins and ruins. “

Li Chenglong quipped: "Maybe it's your peers!"

Philip's expression was filled with fear, and he said with some trepidation, "No, it wasn't done by us, nor by any pirate." Skeletons, those villages are full of walking skeletons, and even in broad daylight the dead are still wandering around like normal people. “

Li Chenglong finally frowned, scratched his head and asked, "Wait, you said that you caught the spirit there, but now you say that you met the undead?"

"Yes, my lord. We learn from the mouths of slaves that it was a civil war, and that a civil war was breaking out in that area. “

"Civil war, isn't it a contest between two Yashan forces, and how can there be a candidate for that god to be good at necromancy?"

Philip, who felt that he had said the wrong thing, had cold sweat dripping onto the yellowed pages of his hand.

He cautiously remedied: "Maybe, I mean maybe, really two different forces. “

Li Chenglong, who looked at Brunhilde's expression awkwardly, said to Philip seriously: "Only I can make judgments, you just need to say what you see and hear." “

Philip, who wiped his sweat with his sleeve, hurriedly continued to tell what he had seen.

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Philip: "... Then we repaired the ship in the dockyard we had captured, and returned to La Cètel with the spirit slaves. “

Li Chenglong sat on the chair, constantly adjusting the map drawn on the ground by alchemy, and after not hearing Philip's voice for a long time, he called him to his side, pointed to the map and began to ask him some details, correcting the area of activity of the Vikings.

Because Zhu Shou said that in order to prevent arousing Brunhilde's suspicion, he pretended to be deaf in the future when Brunhilde was under his surveillance. At this time, Li Chenglong could only use this old method to solve the doubts in his heart.

Long after Philip had left the hall, Brunhilde interrupted Lee's musings with mead and freshly baked bread.

"What's the matter? There's nothing special about that little guy's story?"

Li Chenglong took the wooden cup containing the wine, pointed to the top of the map with the stick that carried the luggage a few days ago, and said: "Opportunity, if what Philip said just now is true, then the heroes of the Yashan faction should be fighting among themselves now." “

Brunhilde handed the flask to the maid and looked at the sand map on the ground.

"Is there a duel between the forces of spirits and golems and the undead?"

Li Chenglong first took a sip of wine and moistened his throat before he continued: "More serious than that, the Yashan forces that occupy the Gallic region are dividing into four forces and engaged in a fierce conflict, as if they have been instructed by a certain dragon god. “

"Four forces? That's really interesting. Are you going to get a kick in the cracks?"

"No, whether it's the mage force that has split into two forces, or the Sir Ivan, who has some middle two, is stronger than us. If we intervene now, if the elves attack us from behind, we will soon be eliminated from the tournament like the Fiona Warriors. “

Speaking of this, Li Chenglong took the arm of the stick, wrapped his arms around Brunhilde's waist, looked at her with some surprise affectionately, and said: "It's not easy for me to marry you, so I don't want to quit so early." “

"How so. If anyone dares to kill you, I will kill him with my own hands. “

"Don't be too confident, the academic mage who occupies the eastern lowland plains, but the family of the seventh dragon, a mage who is infinitely close to the dragon god. “

"Isn't he ever dead in legend?"

"He lost to time and died of old age before he succeeded. This time, he came to the competition with the Sa-Issus suit, which had concentrated the magic of his life. “

Brunhilde looked at Li Chenglong talking about the leader of the east easily, pointed to the west, which was subdivided into many parts, and asked, "You don't want to say that this piece of land is the place that worries you, right?"

Li Chenglong drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, nodded, and said, "That's exactly there." This map was corrected by me from the map at the beginning of the Kowloon Era, based on that Philip's description. Although he wondered which necromancer was blocking Sandru's unification, he must not have been able to support it for long, after all, it was Sandru. “

Brunhilde looked at Li Chenglong in confusion and asked again, "Then what are you worried about?"

Li Chenglong waved his hand to wipe the sand table map on the ground, stretched out the empty wine glass to the maid beside him, kissed Brunhild on the cheek, and whispered in her ear: "Time! To seize this opportunity, we are afraid that we will immediately start a war that may last for years." If that's the case, where will I have the time to hurt you like I did yesterday?"