Chapter 81: Push hard

At one o'clock in the morning, Shabol and Rosen arrived on the outskirts of Silvermoon Castle.

'Whew~~Whew~~'

Shabolai gasped for breath for a while.

"But I'm going to die~ My thighs are running a thin circle."

Rosen's condition is slightly better, at least on the outside, but he is also tired enough.

In order to catch up with Xia Bolai's footsteps, he continued to bless himself with Fengxing Technique along the way.

Although the Wind Walking Technique is very energy-saving, after running for more than 6 hours in one go, the mana has almost bottomed out.

It was too late, the gates of Silvermoon Fort had been closed for a long time, and the lights of the entire city had almost all been extinguished, and it fell into the silence of midnight.

But the military situation was urgent, and Shabol couldn't take care of much, and after taking a breath, he went to the city gate to call the door.

And taking advantage of this, Lawson didn't care about the dirt on the ground, and sat on the muddy ground on the side: "Uncle, I'll rest for a while." ”

Without waiting for an answer, he closed his eyes and activated the Lord of the Universe meditation.

Today, he can meditate for up to 40 breaths.

If you meditate when your mana is depleted, you can recover seventy percent of your mana after only half the time.

Note that you can only meditate half the time, and you can only do it once in half a day.

If you meditate to the limit, your mana can be fully recovered, but the thoughts in your mind are completely boiling, and you can't cast spells in the future.

So, after 20 breaths, Rosen opened his eyes.

Just as I saw a hanging basket slowly hanging down from the city wall, the voice of the guard upstairs came down: "Lord Shabolai, please come up in the hanging basket." ”

Shabolai shouted: "Then it's troublesome. ”

He only thought that Lawson's strength was exhausted, so he carried him on his shoulders and strode towards the hanging basket.

After ascending the city wall on the hanging blue, Shabol thanked the guards, picked up Lawson, and ran along the main road in the direction of Mochizuki Garden.

After running out of the Shouwei line, Rosen said softly: "Uncle, let's take a detour to the Hound House, shall we?" ”

Shabolai was stunned: "Why?" ”

Rosen smiled: "Uncle, let me ask you, how many ice dwarves are there?"

"More than a thousand, the beastmaster said."

"You will believe what he says?"

"Uh......"

"Also, how is the Ice Dwarf camp arranged? Where is the location? If you want to send an army to fight, how will you get there? Have you thought about how to report? ”

With every word Rosen spoke, Shabol slowed down a minute, and at the end, he simply stopped, his round face full of embarrassment.

"I came back in such a hurry that I didn't think about it carefully. But as long as the news is brought back, my aunt will definitely send a lot of professional scouts to investigate, right? ”

After finishing speaking, although he didn't know what Rosen wanted to do, he had already subconsciously changed his route to the Hound House.

Rosen began to explain carefully: "Uncle, although the scouts can be dispatched in the future, it has delayed time. The military situation is urgent, and every minute and second of delay has to be filled with human lives. ”

"Well, that's what you said. Ah, I see! You've memorized it all, haven't you? ”

Shaporai's eyes lit up suddenly, and his words were full of hope.

Rosen nodded: "Yes, it's all in my head." But it's not enough to just talk about it, you have to use pictures. Got it, uncle? ”

"Understood!"

Shapole shouted excitedly, and despite his exhaustion, he increased his pace and ran towards the house of the hounds.

After running a few steps, he couldn't help but say, "Rosen, you are really my good assistant!" My aunt will definitely reward me greatly! ”

Seeing his appearance, Rosen deeply understands that as long as he is a normal person, he hopes to be recognized by his beloved elders.

Especially Xia Bolai, who has been despised for a long time, wants to show himself even more in front of his beloved elders.

But to tell the truth, if he does not improve himself, with his current gruffy and straightforward character, I am afraid it will be difficult to enter the eyes of Count Omixia.

Rosen's future has a lot to do with Chabolai's future.

And if Shapole is developed, his life will definitely be very good, and at this time he wants to push him hard.

"Uncle, wait until you get to the Hound House. While I'm drawing, you go and get dressed cleanly. ”

"Why? Wouldn't it be better for me to go in with mud like this? My aunt will definitely think that I am running around regardless of the hard work for the safety of Silvermoon Castle. ”

"Uncle, the smell of sweat on your body and the tired look on your face are the best notes. And a proper dress does not take much time, but it can show respect for the earl. Isn't it better? ”

"Hmm~ you have a point. My aunt hates people with unclean clothes the most, and I still don't like her. ”

"Later, I will show all the necessary military information in pictures, and then, let's briefly practice how to answer each other."

Xia Bolai was puzzled again: "Why? Why don't you talk about it later? ”

Rosen sighed lightly: "Uncle, since you are a member of the Omixia family, you must take on the responsibility of the family. ”

"It doesn't matter in normal times, but on important occasions involving the safety of Silvermoon Castle, it must be you who stands in the foreground, not me, a civilian."

Xia Bolai's heart shook violently, and he subconsciously stopped and pondered Rosen's words carefully.

"However, although my aunt never married, I still have a half-brother. If I show too much, will it attract his jealousy? ”

Legally, Chabolay and this brother are the heirs of the Count of Omyxia. Although the elder brother is in front, who to choose depends on the choice of the contemporary Count of Omyxia.

That's why he said that.

Rosen had heard this from his mentor.

Now listening to Shabolai say this, he feels that there is a certain fear of this brother in his heart.

His heart moved and asked, "Uncle, how is your relationship with your eldest brother?" ”

"It's not good, he has known to bully me since I was a child, and he often framed me and caused me to be scolded by my aunt."

There was a palpable disgust in Shapole's tone.

"Why did they bully you?"

"Probably jealousy. My mother went early, so I was raised by my aunt when I was a child. But you know, my aunt was beautiful and gentle when she was young, and she was a wizard of magic, and everyone wanted to be close to her. ”

"Oh~~"

Rosen quickly sorted out the relationship in his mind, and then said, "Uncle, then you can't go on like this." ”

"If you don't find a way to improve your status in the family, when your brother becomes the new Earl of Omyxia, I'm afraid you will be expelled from Silvermoon Castle as soon as possible."

"When the time comes, I am afraid that you will have to wander outside for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to return to your hometown."

Shabolai was silent, but his face was full of irritation.

Rosen knew he was an outsider, and that was enough.

Jumping off Shabolai's back, he took out the key to open the door of the Hound's House, and quickly ran back to his room on the third floor.

As soon as he arrived in the room, he quickly mixed the paints and painted the pictures in his mind one by one.

This time, I didn't want to be fine, but simple and clear, so the speed was extremely fast, and it took less than 5 minutes to complete a painting.

Half an hour later, all the information needed to report the military situation was drawn, and if anyone could get these paintings, even if it was an old peasant in the countryside, he could easily read the military information of the ice dwarves with the information in the paintings.

Shabolai had changed into clean clothes and was waiting in the doorway.

Lawson's coat was not clean, so he quickly changed his clothes, and then pointed to the painting and asked, "Uncle, have you thought about it?" Shall I report for you, or will you come in person? ”

Chabolai was in a trance, and when he heard the words, he asked, "Huh? What did you say? ”

Rosen said softly: "Uncle, there is no perfect road in the world, and if you choose to enjoy the scenery by land, you will miss the magnificent sea view of the water and sky." ”

"So what?"

"So there has to be a trade-off!"

Shabolai clenched his fists, but his face showed deep worry: "I'm just a rude martial artist, can I?" ”

Rosen smiled faintly: "The king has never relied on his own force, but on the vision of people. ”

"In history, heroes who fight alone are doomed to a tragic end, and great kings must have a group of loyal generals. Even if it is a god, there are countless attendants to assist in his career. ”

"Will you help me then?"

Rosen couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, of course I will help you, but how old am I, you can't rely on me alone, you have to find more reliable helpers." ”

"No, no, no, no amount of helpers can compare to you. As long as you are willing to help me, my heart will be secure. ”

He walked to the edge of the scroll: "Is it dry?" ”

"I'm using quick-drying oil, and it's already dry."

Chapole picked up the canvases one by one.

"Then let's rehearse."