[In Wilhelm, full of mystery and magic, there is a majestic Liberty City, whose lord Annan is known for his charm and intelligence. In the north, the Duchy of Montabullock, on the other hand, was ruled by his heir, the Archduke Giraldi. He was known for his pact with the Eastern Empire. 】

However, the situation in the continent of Allen is unpredictable, and the dark forces are quietly rising, threatening the peace and stability of Middle-earth. In response to the threat, the Lord of Annam and the Grand Duke of Giraldi decided to form an alliance against those who sought to rule the land with chaos and evil. 】

[This pact is based on friendship, trust, and common interests, and carries out trade, military, cultural and other cooperation. 】

【Signatories:

The Lord of Liberty City, Annan Reeves

Grand Duke of the Duchy of Montabulloque, Giraldi Montabulloke]

Annan put down the alliance contract and looked at the writer, Ingrid: "The majestic and magnificent Free City? ”

"The future will be."

"You're right, I don't have a problem." Annan handed the deed to Giraldi.

Annan at least has "charm and intelligence", and when he arrives at Giraldi, there is only one "heir" - the down-and-out Giraldi really has no place to boast.

"I'm fine!"

Giraldi couldn't wait to sign his name on the payment, and didn't even have time to check the loopholes: "So we're allies?" ”

"Don't rush yet, there's one last link."

"What?"

At this time, Annan communicated with an old friend - Brudona.

"Then our contract will be valid." Annan said to Giraldi, who was stunned by the devil's phantom.

"He's your new debtor?" The apprentice devil thinks that Annan is in the business of kidnapping and ransom again - he looks like the devil in this way.

"No, this time it's a real contract......"

Annan presented the parchment in front of Brudona.

Suddenly, a whisper that only Annan could hear sounded: "It's too rough, there are no loopholes in the contract, there are no decorations and black borders to cover up the flowers......"

"It's a normal contract......," Annan had to correct.

“…… What do you mean by calling me? ”

The apprentice devil looked at him wordlessly.

"Witness this deed and make it valid."

A low growl of suppressed anger rang out: "Damn it...... I'm a devil who plays with chaos, not a client! ”

"Apprenticeship."

"I'm going to grow up!"

"But it's always good to make a few more trades before you grow, right?" Annan whispered to the devil: "The two sides of the contract are the lord of the floating city and the grand duke of the principality...... Hell is so competitive, it's unlikely that a trainee devil will have this kind of access to the upper echelons of humanity, right? ”

The shadows of the fiery flames of the Apprentice Devil fell silent.

Annan continued to add weight to her joining: "I allow you to add an additional one, and the soul of the one who violates the contract will belong to you." One is the lord of the floating city, and the other is the grand duke of the principality, our souls are sweet and sweet......"

Brodona must admit that she was persuaded by this human...... But the devil's dignity made her resist.

Annan's tone gradually deepened: "You're just a trainee...... Dona, I guess hell should allow newcomers to make some harmless mistakes......"

The apprentice devil was still silent, and Annan had to lament: "If you really don't want to, I don't think your uncle will refuse my proposal." ”

That's right! It will not hesitate to snatch the contract that belongs to its niece!

"I promise to witness your covenant, but you need to add 'The soul of those who break the covenant be mine.'"

"Of course, that's what we said we would." Annan smiled as "warm and sunny" as he had learned from Olmedo, "My Liberty City will need a lot of contracts in the future, and you won't regret it." ”

In the midst of Giraldi's distraction over the devil's restlessness and his joy at the pact's effect, Liberty City's first ally officially appears - though this ally now has nothing but name.

Annan didn't know if Mad Dog knew that Giraldi was here, but on the night the covenant came into effect, a raven landed at the city lord's mansion with a letter.

Signed by Gema, the letter says that the human towns of the Astra tundra are massing.

Ingrid flipped through the map. She knew the Duchy of Montabullock, mainly for Annan: the Astra tundra was north of the Overwatch, and that was the territory of the Mad Dog Grand Duke.

It can basically be regarded as the mad dog Grand Duke preparing to officially launch an attack.

"Can we believe it?"

While Giraldi was still hesitating whether to believe it or not, Annan was already preparing for the army to crush the border.

Liberty City has the advantage that no other town can't: all the people are soldiers—not for the inhabitants to run into battle with dung forks and axes, but to actually kill knights and pros.

After all, five or six-year-olds in Liberty City will use magic muskets.

It's just that Annan didn't intend to do this, especially after knowing that the mad dog archduke had forcibly conscripted a large number of militiamen.

Francois continued to recruit mercenaries in Sertovice, and he didn't even recall Losi, who was still searching for treasure in the north, but asked Fermi to train another batch of musketeers, and then sent a conscription to all the aliens—

Deella was the first to sign up, and then the old orcs came, and Wood joined in the fun, and the two dwarves of Copperbeard and Gravel did not miss out, and the aliens who had been with him since Annan rescued him from the city of Betal joined, and finally even the "eternal neutrality" Druidad joined in.

"What are we going to do?"

On this day, Annan summoned everyone to the city lord's mansion.

The brass whiskers and gravel sitting on the couch looked taller, and the gnolls and broken teeth were huddled together to look like they were of the same kind. Liberty City's only two elven centaurs, Pakpafa, stood in front of the window, the curtains draped over her broad back like a veil, revealing graceful lines. Outside the window lay Elimoas and the three-headed young dragon.

Itilia's pale hand shook in front of Annan.

Annan's gaze returned to the hall: "That mad dog Grand Duke drove out tens of thousands of militiamen to consume us, do you have any ideas?" ”

"Militia?" Broken Tooth asked.

"It's civilians who have been armed." Annan added, "Maybe you don't even have weapons." ”

"A strong wall will hold them back." Ely Gravel said.

"It's too late."

The Great Wall in the north had just been built a few hundred meters, and it was too late to completely block the north before the mad dog Grand Duke arrived. If the Earth Elemental were still around, it might work—but if the Elemental Legion were still there, the Mad Dog Grand Duke wouldn't have invaded Gem Bay.

"Why is the copper flower so slow?" Annan asked Brass Whiskers.

"Elder Fire Elemental melts a piece of copper as easily as a dwarf drinks a barrel of wine."

"Why don't you use oralcum?"

"Hmm...... Give the fire elemental orichalcum? "Copperbeard thinks it's for the earth element.

"The meaning of giving stones is not the same as giving gold coins, don't take the elemental elders for stupidity."

"I'll get it when I get back." Copperbeard felt that Annan had a point, and then remembered something: "Do you want to engrave the words of confession?" ”

(End of chapter)