Max didn't expect this process to be so easy, there wasn't much chance for him to play, he was about to walk out by the soldiers behind him, he had an idea, and stopped after walking out of the gate.

"Don't grind, go away, you coward!"

"Hmph!" Glancing back at the vicious Ingie soldier, Max didn't argue, he directly reached out and grabbed the short-handled silver knife that was still stuck in the flesh and blood of his shoulder, pulled it out with one hand, and held back the incomparable pain that came from the moment, and said coldly:

"Take this back to your so-called knight, thank me for his hospitality, and immediately bring me a bandage to stop the bleeding, didn't you hear what your commander said just now?"

The soldier in charge of the escort looked at the sweaty Roland envoy, admired it slightly, didn't say anything to his arrogant tone, bent down and picked up the silver blade that fell to the ground and turned it upside down, the weight is not light, it must be very valuable to sell, but he doesn't have the slightest idea of greedy ink.

"Okay, you wait here, don't move, do you hear!" he said as he gestured to the doorman standing next to him, motioned to guard the man, turned and pushed open the door to reveal the gap that allowed a person to pass through, and walked in.

The moment the two doors were opened, the sound of the deliberations inside leaked out, but it was randomly sealed in again, and Max vaguely heard the word Roland speak.

The heavily armored guards on both sides glared at him viciously, obviously knowing what he was up to, but the council chamber was obviously specially designed, and as long as the two doors were closed, the sound inside was definitely not something that an ordinary person outside the door could capture.

Max smiled weakly at them, tore his clothes with one hand and wrapped them around the wound a few times, then sat down with his back against the stone pillar. To outsiders, he was tormented by pain and blood loss, resting in place. But only Max himself knew, and the hot sweat that had just broken out on his forehead had cooled down at this time. The wound on his shoulder no longer felt excruciatingly painful.

The spar that Ed gave him in his arms was constantly transmitting the power of the star spirit to him, stabilizing the injury on the one hand, and strengthening his physical abilities in all aspects, including perceptual hearing, of course.

Still, Max struggled to catch the human voice coming from the crack in the door with the flowing wind, and made a mental note of it.

"Hmph! This Roland envoy is quite tough, but after all, he is just an ordinary ant, I think, if it weren't for the incompetence of the previous commander. If we have to take the risk of attacking Auvaré City, how can the encirclement of so many of our knights be defeated by a few knights like Roland!"

"Don't talk about that, let's think more about the present, a while ago, the military department had to send most of the supporting knights to the rear of Roland to carry out some landing surprise attack, resulting in the very limited combat power we can use now, even if we issue a summoning order, the number of knights who can gather is still only ......"

"Get up, don't play dead!" At the critical moment, Max's listening was interrupted, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the soldier who had just returned with the silver knife was already standing in front of him. While scolding condescendingly, he threw Max a roll of bandages and several small medicine bottles.

"This is wound medicine, do it yourself, do you want me to serve you?"

Seeing that the last bit of business was done, the guards came over and waved their huge and hideous weapons. Driven away, Max had no choice but to feign pain while being pushed away until he finally walked out of the fortress. He didn't get any more useful information, and he was wrapped in bandages. In fact, the wound below had already been healed by the power of the star spirit, and he was unwilling to start the way back under the supervision of the soldiers of Ingir.

In the blink of an eye. The three-day deadline arrived, and Ed, who was returning from the training ground in the evening, heard the news brought by the attendants, and Max returned from his mission, so he hurried to the council chamber.

"So, Commander Ingier has promised me a letter of war?" asked Delia, sitting on her throne.

"Yes, from tomorrow onwards, both sides will be able to use their means in the open and chase victory, this is the reply they gave when I left. Max replied respectfully.

"Hehe!" Di Liya chuckled, threw the reply letter she had just received to the ground, and flew and swayed in everyone's sight, and a big battle word took up the entire page.

"What an arrogant fellow, Lord Commander, tomorrow we will let this guy know how powerful you are, and let him regret his reckless behavior!"

Delia waved her hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "Go on, do you have anything else to gain from this trip?" She believed that her personal guard would not let go of this great opportunity to penetrate into the enemy camp without spying on the enemy.

"The subordinates are incompetent, the Ingirs have been sending people to watch the whole time, and they have not met me in the barracks, but have only written down the banner of the commander on the opposite side, and have drawn it here. Max handed over another piece of notebook drawn from his own recollections, and then recounted the conversation he had overheard.

Delia looked at the banners, mentally recognizing most of them and their corresponding knights, while listening to Max's brief story with the others.

"Well, I know, although I haven't heard the last key number of information, but the first part alone is enough, you go down first, although the wound is not in the way, but there is a lot of blood loss and a lot of running on the road, you need to rest now, and only then can you have the strength to go back to the battlefield in the future!" Di Lia waved her hand and spilled a healing magic spell at Max and told him to go down and rest.

Ed stood by the door, patting Max on the shoulder as he passed by as he showed his appreciation, and the two looked at each other to see the deep concern in each other's eyes.

Then everyone including Knight Howard and Ed began to discuss the information they had just received.

"If this news is true, we should attack immediately! ”

"It shouldn't be a counter-strategy, Max himself has no ability to listen, and the crystal stone he used to strengthen himself was made and given to him by Knight Ed on a whim before leaving, not to mention that you have all seen that the Ingier people said those words after testing and finding that Max had no strength. "What Ed did not hide, he told everyone early.

"I didn't expect that the accident that happened to our Roland behind us before was true. Ed thought further, he still remembered that when he and Di Lia first set out on the expedition, someone used this reason to temporarily send a large number of knights who were ready to set off with the army, which led to the weakness of his own knights, and most of the outside world was not optimistic about their actions, now it seems that what he and others thought was an excuse turned out to be true, did the Minister of Parliament really receive the news of the fire in the rear or did he know about it through other channels a long time ago, or is this simply a coincidence? (To be continued......