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Augustus, who didn't sleep all night, quickly entered a busy state, regardless of whether Ilia with a complex personality was credible or not, intuitively, Augustus was very willing to believe that Douglas might really have reached some kind of agreement with Sebastian, because no matter how big the empire is, there are only a few people who can really touch the elite, whether it is Austin of the Herman family or the adults in Stanford, they obviously have the ability to establish friendship with Douglas, especially when Douglas is in a desperate situation, so in the face of the upcoming Douglas, Augustus must not simply see him as a declining family banished to the wasteland。

He first wrote a letter to Donald, Constance and other families who have been close to Alfred recently, the content is very simple, Augustus told them that Douglas, who was banished to the wasteland this year, will arrive in the wasteland in 9 days, and he hopes that all the families in the wasteland will be able to show their welcome and kindness to the new members, and he decides to go to Sauron's territory in 3 days, waiting to meet Douglas, hoping that they can accompany him.

Now, after a year of turbulent consolidation in the wasteland, the voice of Augustus is undoubtedly the voice that everyone must respect.

Then he summoned Katie Enny, the leader of the Purple Iris Knights.

At present, Alfred's direct knight order has 300 official members, including 100 real knights with at least level 5 fighting strength, 200 alternate knights with insufficient strength, plus knight waiters, the cumulative scale is close to 500 people, such a knight is of course nothing in the empire, but in the wasteland, except for Stuart, who has almost no loss in the turmoil, the Purple Iris Knights are already the most powerful force, whether it is Donald, or Sauron, who has weakened sharply in the turmoil, they do not have the strength to start a head-on conflict with the purple iris。

Augustus gave Katieeni a rough overview of Alfred's current crisis.

For this knight leader, whose character and loyalty were impeccable, there was obviously no need for him to hide it.

Katieeni was the first to express his concern, a Douglas may not be terrible, but coupled with the support of the real power of the empire. It was certainly not something that Alfred could contend with at the moment, and he could think further and hesitate. He cautiously reminded Augustus: "My lord, you must beware of Sauron, once Arthras also tries to cooperate with Douglas, the problem will be really serious. ”

Augustus nodded in approval.

It's also the last thing he wants.

If the powerful Douglas had the support of Sauron, the former leader of the wasteland, Alfred would not have had any chance in the rest of the war.

Because Alfred was able to take Sauron's place in the wasteland. Largely based on the Knights Cathar, there are too many people in the wasteland who are eager to return to the embrace of the Empire, since Alfred can bring the Knights Cathar to give them hope, they are naturally willing to follow Alfred, but now, if they know that the upcoming Douglas has the support of the Empire's powerful people behind him, how will they choose? Compared to the Knights of the Cathar of the Holy See, the influence of the imperial magnates on them is no weaker than that of the former, and Arthras always has a way to make them aware of this.

But the key question is, how to stop Sauron from falling to Douglas?

Katieani couldn't find a good solution for a long time. He could only wait for Augustus to give him an answer, and subconsciously he didn't even feel that anything could stump his young count.

However, Augustus did not give him a direct answer, but instead walked to the topographical map of the wasteland and gave him a rough overview of his next plan.

Katieeni listened carefully, and the more he listened, the more colorful his expression became, and occasionally he glanced at his Count, and his eyes were also very complicated.

Feel...... It's so unscrupulous.

And what to do next after deploying Katieani. In general, there is not much Augustus can do, and he still has to wait for Douglas to actually arrive in the wasteland - which undoubtedly makes Augustus a little regretful, if he can have more time. It's better to wait until he basically completes the construction of Alfred's territory, and his hope of final victory is greater, in any case, Douglas is always different from Christopher, and he can't bury Douglas completely in a short time, this is a war that takes time. The competition, in addition to the strength of both sides, also has the background.

But how could Alfred in the wasteland be on par with a behemoth like Herman?

Augustus was in despair.

Ever since he woke up in this world, that of fate, hadn't looked at him squarely.

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The 3 days passed quickly.

Just as Augustus was preparing to leave for the city of Sauron, a convoy of trains was moving slowly on the road leading to the Grand Canyon of the Alps in the Imperial province of Noy.

The convoy was huge, led by a knightly order of about 500 people, holding a bright red wolf flag fluttering in the wind, followed by a huge bloated and luxurious carriage, imposing, obviously belonging to the owner of the red wolf banner, Earl Douglas, and after that, the long convoy included all the clansmen who were related to Douglas, slowly moving towards the wasteland, with heavy and solemn steps.

Among them, Illya sat alone in a delicate carriage in the middle of the convoy.

She had returned from the moors two days earlier to join her family in Noy Province, and in any case, she was Douglas's third in line to the throne.

At this time, Illya was quietly leaning against the carriage, her beautiful face hollow and emotionless, like a doll without a soul, like a lifeless puppet, her gaze completely unfocused.

Suddenly, perhaps the jolt of the carriage woke her up, and Illya suddenly stood up from the bench, and her face gradually became confused, and she looked around at the carriage and said to herself, "Kitten, where's my kitten?" ”

No response.

Illya lay on the floor of the carriage, first looked under the chair, then turned her head to look under the small bed in the carriage, and then, as if she saw something, she crawled to the bottom of the bed like a kitten, and said happily: "Ha, I found you, it was hidden here, come out, come out." ”

A lazy cat barked in the carriage.

Illya finally managed to drag the kitten out from under the bed, and she took the kitten's neck and put it in the crook of her arm, and saw that it was a snow-white Domingo kitten, looking at Illya with blue eyes, innocent and charming.

"I'm telling you, you must not run around, it's dangerous outside, and if you're not careful, you'll be trampled to death by the terrible humans. Illya stroked the back of the snow-white kitten, and her tone was very cute, but she didn't know what she thought, and a distressed look gradually appeared on her face, and she muttered: "But what, I can't always look at you, and you like to run around, what should I do?"

"It's really annoying. ”

Illya thought, thought, thought, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she said happily: "There is a way, just cut off your legs!

The snow-white kitten squinted her eyes, of course she couldn't understand Illya's muttering, but she just watched Illya carry it to the cot, and strangely felt a long thing from under the pillow of the cot, its eyes were a little curious and a little wary.

"It may hurt a little, but don't be afraid, it'll be fine soon. ”

Illya put the kitten on the bed, pulled out the dagger inlaid with emeralds, she slowly put the dagger on the kitten's hind legs, and then, she pulled the kitten's leg with one hand, and cut the dagger off with the other hand, and immediately splashed blood, and the kitten also instantly let out a sharp scream, desperately struggling.

However, how could it break free from Illya's grasp? Although it subconsciously grabbed Illya's hand holding its leg, and blurred the flesh and blood of Illya's wrists, palms, and grasps, Illya was unaware, as if she didn't feel pain at all.

Ignoring the kitten's struggles or the creepy screams, she pulled the dagger back and forth on the cat's leg like a saw.

Blood soon spilled all over the cot, on the carriage, and on Illya's beautiful face, and it was impossible to tell where the kitten's blood was and where was hers.

She had a beautiful smile from beginning to end, her eyes were pity, and she kept repeating softly: "I'm for your good......"

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...... (To be continued.) )