-159- The embarrassed third prince

Charlotte looked at the elegant Jurst with a strange gaze, and secretly said that the blood earl's receptivity was really strong.

She cleared her throat and nodded:

"Of course, Lord Jurst, everything you do will be seen, and all your efforts will be remembered."

Charlotte's words pleased Earl Jurst with all the more smiles on his face.

I saw his eyes sweeping left and right, and then asked expectantly:

"Your Excellency, I want to meet the Great Ancestor, I wonder if you can say anything?"

Charlotte did not answer, but raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Oh? Is there anything you would like to report to your Excellency Jurst? ”

Jurst touched his nose in embarrassment:

"This ...... Not really, but since he came to Castre, as the ancestor of the scroll, he naturally wanted to meet him in person......"

After speaking, he added another sentence apprehensively:

"Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it, the identity of the ancestor is still a secret, and I know this......"

Looking at the other party's cautious look, Charlotte smiled:

"You will be called if you need to."

"Okay, I see."

Jurst sighed and nodded.

After saying that, he asked again:

"So...... Is there anything else I need to do next? You also know the identities of these transcendents that I have brought, and honestly, we can't stay here for long enough not to be discovered. ”

Charlotte pondered for a moment and replied with a smile:

"Absolutely."

"Lord Jurster, although the war between Boulder and Castel is likely to be decided by last night's battle, Castel's rebellion is not over yet."

"More than ten days ago, I have sent troops to continue to quell the rebellion, a few days ago I received news that my army has advanced to the hinterland of the rebel area, but the rebels have not given up resistance, but chose to defend the city, and the progress is not very smooth......

"I've ordered the Mage Tower to pass on the results of last night's battle, and I'm sure the rebels will know the results soon, but ...... Considering that they have the backing of the Blood Demon Order, I'm not sure if they're still going to be stubborn. ”

"The Blood Demon Order?"

Listening to Charlotte's words, Earl Jurst suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a trace of interest appeared on his face.

Charlotte nodded:

"Yes, it's them."

"Considering that we have to negotiate with Boulder and the Violet Principality next, and that we have so many prisoners to deal with, plus we have to hunt down those routs who have fled north, I am afraid that we will not be able to separate our hands for the time being......"

"So...... I hope that you will be able to lead your army and continue to sail north to help my army put down the rebellion in Castel. ”

It's an excuse.

The truth is that Charlotte doesn't want to move the army north, after all, it costs her money every time she moves the army, not to mention that Castel's north and south are so narrow, and it takes time for reinforcements to pass it over, so it's better to hand it over to Yurst, and it's much faster to take a boat than by land.

Anyway, the other party is here, and almost all of them are transcendental, so it would be a waste if they don't use it well.

After listening to Charlotte's words, Jurst thought:

"It's ...... What does the ancestor mean? ”

"Of course."

Charlotte nodded.

Jurst bowed his head slightly and agreed:

"I see, I'll continue north with my men, whether it's because of Ness's relationship with Castel, or my relationship with the Ancestors, or my feud with the Blood Demon Order...... Helping Castel through this crisis is what I should do. ”

Charlotte laughed:

"So...... I'm looking forward to your good news. ”

After meeting with Charlotte, Count Jurst continued north with the transcendents of the night raid coalition on the Pulp Sail battleship.

They kept all the booty and the prisoners, and took not a single one with them.

"These mercenaries...... It was surprising that we didn't take any of the spoils, leaving them all to us. ”

Looking at the Pulp Sail Fleet that had set sail again and gradually moved away, Viscount Leon Castel had a strange look on his face and couldn't help but say.

Charlotte smiled:

"Probably, this mercenary leader is more upright."

Viscount Leon Castel: ......

He gave Charlotte another strange look, and couldn't help but complain.

"Lord Earl, the coalition forces have been defeated by us, and the lost territory of the Viscount of Beigang has been regained one after another, should we go south to counterattack next?"

The old viscount asked.

Charlotte pondered for a moment and said:

"Go south, but you don't need to send too many troops, just recover those fallen territories."

"Lord Earl, don't you counterattack the Duchy of Violet? The Principality of Violet has been defeated and the losses are quite heavy, maybe this is a good opportunity! ”

Some nobles couldn't help but ask.

Charlotte shook her head:

"No, the Duchy of Violet only used the army directly under the duke in this war, and most of those noble lords did not participate in the war, if it is a counterattack, it will provoke a full-scale war with Violet."

"We don't have the energy to do this now, it's enough to look at the captives and wait for their envoys to come and talk about peace."

After saying that, she asked again:

"What about the third prince? Have you found your whereabouts? ”

The nobles looked at each other and shook their heads in shame, a little restrained and a little nervous:

"Also...... Not ...... yet"

After the First World War, they seemed to be in awe of Charlotte.

"If you don't have it, forget it, he's not important anymore."

Charlotte thought for a moment and said.

……

The third prince didn't know how long he had been running.

All he knew was that he was running and running.

With the defeat of the coalition forces and the news of the annihilation of the entire army, the conquered territories south of Castel also defected, and the banner of Castel was raised again under the leadership of the local nobles.

Along the way, the third prince saw that the nobles of the Northland everywhere were raising troops and rebelling, leaving no piece of armor behind the small garrison coalition army.

"Bastard! These damn bastards! ”

The third prince cursed angrily.

He continued to flee in disarray, avoiding the rebellious nobles and the pursuers of Castel.

It wasn't until he fled to the border of Castel and Violet under the escort of soldiers that he gradually recovered from his fear.

By this time, it was already a week after the Battle of Northport.

"Quick...... Open the gates! I'm Philip the Third Prince! ”

Under Violet's border fortress, the embarrassed third prince, supported by the soldiers, screamed hoarsely at the closed city gates.

After a few moments, the gates were slowly lowered, and the well-armed knights lined up.

Seeing the fine armor of the Violet Knight and the momentum of a sense of security, the third prince breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging was also relaxed, and he was a lot more steady.

"Quick, prepare a carriage for me, take me to Lint City, I'm going to see my grandfather."

He commanded.

However, the Violet knights did not act.