421. Movement of the Northland

Nikolagrad, the capital of Kirislav, was brightly lit in the palace, although it was late at night.

In the study of King Petroev Nicholas, huge Kirislav maps hung on the walls, and on the ground there was a sand table of the kingdom's territory. The king, dressed in a blue gown, stared at the western border of the kingdom as his staff sorted out the documents that had just been delivered.

"Frostwolf Forest, such a piece of fat on the side of the mouth, you just can't gnaw it," Petroev muttered quietly, holding a piece of stationery with a stamp on the Rubyan Square of the intelligence agency.

"Your Majesty?" The Minister of the Interior, Prince Mishuviking Nicholas, asked about his nephew.

"I'm afraid we'll have to change our plans, that kid from the Galloping Horse family moved too fast, not only eating the entire Galloping Horse Plains, but also leaning on a fairy queen." The king frowned, "How's the preparation over there?" ”

"Your Majesty, Viscount Yevel drowned in the river in the early hours of yesterday morning because of alcoholism, his body was just found, and he did not set out for death because he was drunk." Mishuvitin, holding the latest Western Earl Letter, ""

"What? He's dead? A big knight, drunk and drowned? The king looked incredulous

"Yes, according to the letter from the Earl of the West, it is true that he suddenly got out of the car and went swimming in the river on the way back to his house because of excessive drinking after exercise......" Mishuviking became quieter and quieter the more he spoke

At this moment Petroev was looking at him like a fool: "Do you yourself believe what you just said?" Yeveer is a pervert and an alcoholic, but he is not a swimmer, not to mention that he can also do some ice magic. ”

"Let Lubyan Square go and investigate" Petroev decided, sending secret agents to dig out the truth, "In addition, whether it is the front secretary of the palace or the sons of Yevier, they are absolutely not capable of such a thing, there must be people from the Earl of the West who are cooperating, let him hand over to me and the whole family!" ”

"Yes, I'll send Ralzane Cattror to the Hall of Mirrors at once, and I'll tell him." Mishuviking nodded.

"Go and fetch Durosson for me, the affairs of the west cannot be left to Larzan," Petroev ordered one of his attendants to call his sixth prince.

"Your Majesty? You mean, let the six princes go to the western border? Another foreign minister, Alexander Mikhailovich, asked, "The sixth prince will not clash with the border, will he?" ”

In the eyes of several ministers, only the sixth prince of the intermediate knight level can be regarded as the most unreliable of the king's heirs, and it is said that he likes to raise witches who are not very serious, and often goes in and out of the stables and blacksmiths, and does not look at all like he can share the burden for His Majesty.

"The child of the Nicholas family must go to the forefront of the kingdom, otherwise he will not even be qualified to be a knight of the family!" Kirislav was known for his harsh treatment of his children, "My Uncle Mishuvitin's ability to get to where he is today is the result of decades of fighting for the kingdom, and my son is no exception." ”

While the king was still talking to his cronies, a big goblin quietly arrived, her hair was completely green, and her clothes were like large wheat leaves, and the oatmeal goblin gave Petroev a brief greeting, and then said: "Your Majesty, just now Queen Tainia Monet specifically mentioned to Queen Onaeva Momai that she hopes that Kirislav can continue to support the Prancing Horse Plains, and she will also ensure that the kingdom's camp west of the Frostwolf Forest can receive continuous supplies from White Wolf City." ”

Petroev looked at his own oatmeal goblin, the reason why he stayed up late today with his retainers was because the Queen of the Magic Net had started to visit the surrounding goblin queens on the night of her accession to the throne, and the first stop was Kirislav.

Given that Tenia is a goblin personally cultivated by Queen Tyriana of Dragon's Tooth City, and it is rumored that there are dozens of dragon goblins who witnessed Tynia's accession to the throne tonight, the meaning of Tenya's visit to Kirislav is very clear, that is, to talk about the belonging of the Frostwolf Forest.

But in Petrov's mind, the Frostwolf Forest should have been eaten by him a long time ago, and what he should really talk to Rand about was the division of the Galloping Horse Plain.

Obviously, I am working hard, training knights, and planning forests, why do I have to be on an equal footing with the four sons of a baron's family now?

The king's heart kept tumbling, and after a long time, he said to the big goblin in front of him: "I'm afraid you don't know, Okimina, we are about to negotiate an import agreement with the Southeast Kingdom, and several nobles hope to be able to replenish the magic fish from the sea as a supplement to the potion, and now we offend the Southeast Kingdom......"

"Oh, Your Majesty, I forgot to tell you," Ochimina Oatmeal naturally knew what their king meant, and spread her wings and floated to the level of the king, and with the instigation of the butterfly wings, a few grains of wheat containing magic fell into the hands of the goblin, "Just now Queen Tania also guided a few of us to improve our understanding of the magic web, and I think that the magic of our newly planted wheat is even higher." ”

"You mean, Queen Tenya...... Isn't that your ...... Time in the mortal world? Petroev carefully organized his words, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

"It's estimated to be a few decades higher, right?"

"Her Majesty is the most honored guest of Kirislav!" Petroev did not expect that Tynia would have such authority, so he hurriedly instructed the Foreign Secretary, "Alexander, inform that Jeanne Galloping Horse, and tell her that I am not available tomorrow, and I will not be able to see her, and by the way, return all her gifts." ”

"Your Majesty?" Alexander Mikhailovich, the king's foreign minister on one side, was a little surprised, "I'm afraid this will anger the Southeastern Kingdom!" ”

"Since Her Majesty has spoken in person, of course we have to say something," the king nodded to the foreign secretary, as if he was the biggest supporter of the Galloping Plains, "please tell the Queen that Kirislav will never change his attitude towards the Galloping Plains, and will definitely support it to the end!" ”

……

When the sixth prince, Durozon Nicholas, entered the king's study, only Peterev was left sitting behind his desk, and the king looked quite tired at this moment.

The two fairy queens crossed him and easily reached a consensus on the border, and between stabilizing Tenya, eating the frostwolf forest, and easing the relationship with the Southeast Kingdom, he decisively chose to abandon the Fiat family in the Southeast Kingdom, even if it would temporarily affect the import of the magic fish.

Hearing his son's footsteps, the king didn't look over, but turned his back and asked directly: "Little Liu, I heard that you have raised some descendants of the demon clan?" ”

"Father? Those witches ......" The prince was surprised by his father's directness, although he did have a team of witches under his command, but they claimed to be female mages to the outside world, but the king had such a showdown, he could only hide it as much as possible, "They are all victims abandoned by the big family, and they have no ill will towards the kingdom." ”

"After all, our territory has been affected by the imperial decree, and ordinary families raise a half-raised bloodline, and others can't find out, but if you gather so much, you will always be targeted by the Temple Alliance" The king's voice became slower and colder, as if with a wave of his hand, a large number of knights were about to rush to the manor that Durozon had purchased outside, and set the witches on fire one by one.

"Father, you ......"

"Go to that camp on the west side of the Frostwolf Forest," the king turned, his eyes fixed on his son, "I'll get you some people, and you bring your knights and scholars." It's in the middle of nowhere, outside the scope of the Imperial Decree, and it's a big place, so if you do a good job, being a Border Viscount won't be a problem. ”

"Thank you, Father!" Durosson departed as if pardoned, and trotted out of the palace excitedly, fearing that his father would change his mind.

(End of chapter)