Chapter 1030: Loren! You've got it! Don't resist, no one will get hurt! -【810】

Cato has a long and narrow coast with a fairly good fishing stock, and although there is no good deep-water port in the area, the people of this area have made their fortune as a fishing industry since the establishment of the Portian Confederacy.

Due to its favorable climate and proximity to the verdant forests of the Antani region, the region is also quite rich in products, so the Cato region has long been a fairly good commercial area within the scope of human civilization in the Old World.

Its geographical location and connection to the Genoese Peninsula allowed the place to sprout engineering technology, and while the Translantian barbarians were still fighting with cold weapons, some factories in the Cato region had already used halfling machinery to create wealth.

Since the establishment of the Portia Confederacy, the Cato region has been its purse.

Its status is similar to that of the granary of Kakhovka, and the large, but contradictory and weak Confederacy almost hangs on these two places.

Unfortunately, the country that was not destroyed by the four black plagues was finally destroyed by the Ten Years War, and after Plantagenet and Nordetov joined forces to dismember the Portia Confederacy, the Kavhoka granary was taken by the Northerners, and the Moneybag Cato region was occupied by the Plantagenet Kingdom.

King Louis's original intention was to rely on the germination of engineering in the Cato region to help his country complete the "technological revolution", so in the second year of the Ten Years War, the Cato region was already in the bag, and now the place has been occupied by the Plantagenet Kingdom for nine years, its grassroots rule has been replaced, and the diffusion of technology that King Louis wants to see has become a reality.

Seven of the top 10 factories in Cato were transferred to the Plantagenet hinterland, and the remaining three were not transferred not because they were against the king's orders, but because they belonged to the Capetian family, a staunch king.

Since Brigadier General Frazier's grandfather made a fortune in the Cato region, more than 100 years of hard work have made this family the "uncrowned king" of the Cato region, that is, the Plantagenet Kingdom does not break the land and seal the territory, otherwise the Cato region would have become the private property of the Capet family.

But Rao was so, and after the place was incorporated into the Plantagenet, the Capetian family expanded further in nine years, and they moved from the background to the front of the stage, becoming the real interlocutors of the nobles and merchants in Cato, and of course, in a country that was still feudal, the members of the two groups often overlapped to a high degree.

Cato is already a true word of the Capetian family, and in this regard, King Louis's entrusting the dark areas of Cato to the management of the Wolf Venom Clan may also be a clever divide and conquer strategy.

After all, even if the Capetian family has been a staunch royal party for generations, their power is now a bit too large for a powerful king.

In short, in the current war period when the Genoa Peninsula was invaded by the Jackals, as the leading force in the Cato region, the Capet family also took on the important responsibility of providing military funds for the Pioneer Legion here, in addition to the next head of the family, Brigadier General Fraser, served in the army, and the current head of the family, the Count of Lyon, also sat here to personally lead the logistics of the war.

This was an official position appointed by King Louis, and His Excellency the Count was very concerned, and if the front line was lost, neither the king nor the family could afford to let the gnolls rush into the Cato region and plunder.

The Count of Lyon was a man of great quality of life, and even though he was in charge of military logistics during the war, he did not live in the fortress of Dorod, but in his sanatorium by the sea, which he used as his office.

The Count was old, and therefore had quite good habits, and at eight o'clock in the evening he was ready to rest.

But just as the Count was lying on his bed at the service of his teleporter lover, Madame Runa, he was awakened by a sharp knock on the door, which caused the Count to sit up from the bed and his lover to pick up the spellcasting staff that had been placed beside the bed.

"Master, something is wrong on the nearby coast, a large group of wave fishmen are attacking the surrounding villages and coastlines, the number is very large, you must move immediately!"

The loyal old butler said something outside the door, causing the Count of Lyon to squint at once.

Nicknamed "Blackfoot Fox", he was not a timid man, although he had never officially been on the battlefield, but the Earl's life experience gave him enough to stabilize his mind in a critical moment, he got out of bed and opened the door in his pajamas, looked at the old butler who was already dressed in assassin armor and dressed outside the door, and asked:

"What's going on? Why do you suddenly make trouble with the fishmen? The coastline of the Cato region is free of signs of fish-man activity. ”

"It's hard to say why, but in my experience, these fish-men don't look like an organized raid on land, but more like a group of routs, perhaps because there is something special in the open sea."

Huguenot, the old butler who had once ventured with the Nantes Ranger, but was now willing to return to the ordinary, said in a deep voice:

"But these things can be pursued later, your safety is the top priority, please change your clothes and leave the villa with me immediately, I will escort you to the Dorod Fortress, the previous message from the pioneer of the Pioneer Legion has also confirmed that the Gordon Fishman and the Bone Biting Gnoll have completed the union of the evil camp, it is difficult to say whether this fishman attack is a conspiracy to try to disrupt the rear."

"Well, that makes sense."

The Count thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Leave the soldiers here to guard the position, let the members of the Pioneer Legion Logistics retreat with me, and send a message to the nearby strongholds of the Wolf Venom Clan that I need them to resist the advance of this group of fishmen inland.

The surrounding area was divided into refugees who had fled from the Genoese Peninsula, and once they knew that the fish-man attack on the coast would definitely cause unnecessary waves, the current direction of the war was not stable, and if these hundreds of thousands of refugees revolted again, things would be very troublesome. ”

The old butler nodded, turned and left to arrange the time left for the master to change his clothes.

When the Count of Leon closed the door, his mistress of the teleportation master, who had bought out the rest of his life with a lot of money, had already prepared a hunting outfit for him to travel far, and stepped forward to help the Count change his clothes.

In the process, the teleportation master from the Tower of the Ring said in a light tone:

"I don't know much about politics, Leon, and I don't know much about warfare, but in terms of psionic knowledge and anomalous creatures, if the other side has the ability to defeat the Great Gon Fishmen in the sea, it means that they are also capable of annihilating them.

Such a large-scale rout of the fish-people fleeing to the mainland is not in line with the tradition of the fish-people, who must be in the water to exert their maximum combat effectiveness.

Therefore, Leon, I suspect that this is a arranged rout. ”

"Huh?"

Count Capet frowned suddenly, and he asked:

"You mean, the other side wants the fish-people to enter the Cato area, but for what reason?

Although the martial arts in this place are not as strong as those of the Translansians, the level of armament is much more powerful than that of other places, and the most that a group of escaped fishmen can do is to occupy the mountains and harass the fishermen in the local area.

I don't see the benefits of the other person's hard work. ”

"Or is that what they're for?"

The Earl's psionic mistress whispered in a gentle tone while helping the Count to put on the delicate and expensive talisman inner armor made by the Grand Duke of Wolf Venom:

"As you said, Cato is home to a lot of refugees, and King Louis wants the country to absorb the mechanics in it, and if a ruler like King Louis can see the value of these refugees, then other rulers can do the same.

The refugees were already terrified, and the local residents were complaining about the arrival of this group, and they turned their anxiety and disgust at the war into antagonism, believing that these cowardly fellows had brought disaster to them, and that the Pioneer Corps was not going well on the peninsula.

In this case, the slightest disturbance will exacerbate the unfortunate situation in the local area.

And the Fishman

The sudden appearance of this savage group at this time perfectly fits all the elements of the above situation, and once the news of the attack on the coast spreads, and once the fishermen are unable to go to sea, then chaos will follow. ”

The plump and rather beautiful psionic master spoke his thoughts in a few words, and the Count nodded frequently, and he looked at the woman who had been by his side for more than ten years with a look of appreciation, and felt how good his investment had been.

The count's lady passed away a few years ago, and this psionist was the most promising woman to become the head mother of the Capetian family, but she was really smart and never took the initiative to bring it up, but she also knew how to show off her abilities in front of the count.

She is by no means a vulgar person who entertains people with sex.

Compared to her beautiful face and mature body, it is the wise soul hidden under her wonderful body that fascinates the Count the most.

"There is only one place that is hungry for more manpower at this time."

The Count of Lyon, dressed up and taking up his cane, left the room in the company of his mistress, and said in a gentle voice:

"It seems that the appetite of our Transian friends is growing, unfortunately, those mechanics are not impossible to give them, His Majesty still needs them to contribute to the reform of the country, but refugees other than mechanics

Well, the kingdom's basic labor force is abundant enough, and it is not a good thing to leave them to compete for the already scarce jobs with the natives.

Maybe we should go with the flow. ”

"But if the king is to blame for it"

The mistress whispered:

"You're going to be reprimanded unnecessarily."

"The victor will not be blamed, Jona."

The Count smiled and said:

"King Louis will not have a rift with his staunchest supporters over such a trivial matter, and besides, His Majesty is a man of power tricks, and the officials he has sent have been trying to take over Cato from us, but it turns out that those ambitious young men do not live up to the king's expectations.

The Cato region is not chaotic, and the Capet family only counts when they say it. ”

"Well, I also think that those officials who are eager to show their abilities have gone too far during this time."

Riding the Count into the carriage, she said:

"It is also appropriate to teach them a lesson, but Leon, King Louis has begun to fear the power of his family, and with the resources of Cato and the wealth of Anjou, no sensible ruler will allow us to remain strong.

I know you're a loyal courtier, but the family legacy"

"You can't ask me to choose between loyalty and power, Runa, no member of the royal party should do that."

As the carriage started, the Count of Lyons leaned back on the sofa and reached out to take hold of his lover's wrist, and he whispered:

"But I also know that you have been reluctant to accept the title of Capetian Mistress not because you don't like it, but because you, the she-fox, want more, like the Grand Duchess?"

The psionist didn't answer, but her silence was an answer in itself.

She chose to sell the rest of her life for a generous sum of gold not only because of greed for wealth, as one of the best graduates of the Ring Tower, she has a clear plan for her life, and she also knows how to seize every fleeting opportunity.

"It's not time yet."

In the jolt of the carriage, the Count of Lyons looked out the window at the restless night, and he said softly:

"The Capetian family will always be His Majesty's most loyal courtiers, and I have sworn to my Majesty to give everything to him, and we cannot be foolish to fight against the Sun King in the sky, and we must be loyal and docile under such sunshine."

"However, there are undercurrents surging in the kingdom."

Runa clenched the hand of her lover, who was thirty years older than herself, and whispered:

"The brighter the light of the glorious sun, the thicker the shadow behind it, and as many as there are those who worship him, and how many want him to fall, we must be loyal to the king of the sun, but what king can last forever?

Leon, on the night I gave myself to you, you promised me that I would wear that crown, that Fraser would step into the throne in a purple robe, and that I and your children would be his heirs. ”

"Patience, Runa."

The Count patted his lover on the waist without hesitation, and he took up a book that he had at hand and flipped through it before his eyes, and said:

"Just like my father's life experience, what we need now is an opportunity and a noble person."

The psionist nodded, no more.

But she glanced at the bookbook in the earl's hand, which was not a book of history or politics.

It was a canon.

From the recent rise of the Church of the Light in Transnesia, well, what a beautiful faith, best read for the spiritually barren Plantagenet.

——

"I really didn't expect that even the sea would be able to stop the messenger of Mother Earth Goddess, but can I ask you to keep a low profile the next time you appear? The sea elves almost thought you were going to launch an assassination campaign against their prince. ”

In the VIP cabin of the "Storm Fang", Murphy looked at the three Earth Priests in front of him with fanatical runes on their faces with a helpless expression.

He said to the three silver dwarf messengers:

"So what's important that can't wait until I'm on the mainland? Do you have to do it in such a dangerous way, or are you deliberately provoking the elves? ”

"It's just that the matter is important, Your Excellency, the Supreme Lord has asked us to deliver the treasure to you as quickly as possible, as proof of the fulfillment of the agreement."

The earth priest at the head took the box that had been chained to his body, and handed his hands to Murphy, and he said in a loud voice:

"The Gaia Temple lives up to its trust, the three artifacts you customized in Silver Fort have been made, please accept it."

"So fast?"

Murphy looked at the three boxes handed in front of him in amazement, and said:

"I thought you needed some more time."

"This is the will of the Mother Goddess, and our craftsmen have received the assistance of the Mother Goddess Gaia when forging these three artifacts, and the whole forging process is as smooth as the help of the gods."

The priest of the earth sighed:

"I never thought that forging artifacts would be so easy, apparently because the Mother Goddess expected these three items to play an important role in the wars that followed. Also, the High Lord asked me to help him bring you a message. ”

The priest stepped forward, coughed, and whispered:

"The High Lord's granddaughter is about to be married in a few months, and Lord Ovge doesn't want the groom to be late or suffer accidental harm, and he asks his most trusted vampire friend to help him make it happen."

"Huh, grandpa is worried about his grandson, so he still wants to talk about this?"

Murphy complained:

"As much as I don't like Loren's short man, if it's a request from Silver Castle, then I'll do my best to complete it, and speaking of which, does Loren's wedding require a gift from me?"

"The Silver Dwarf's wedding will not invite foreigners to the ceremony, Your Excellency, so we appreciate your kindness."

The Earth Priest grinned and said:

"Master Ofg also said that he promised not to intervene in the feud between Transencia and Marshal Loren, but if you want to take Loren's head, at least let the Silver Heart family leave the legacy first."

"Got it!"

Murphy smiled as well, reaching out to take the wooden box in front of him and opening it in his hand, a blood-colored straight-edged war knife lying quietly in it, reflecting a sharp edge in the light of the cabin.

He reached out and touched the blade of the straight-edged knife and asked:

"Does it have a name?"

"The Mother Goddess has given this weapon the sacred name."

The priest of the earth said in a tone of fanaticism and reverence:

"The Mother Goddess calls it the 'Guardian of the Night', and she expects the owner of this weapon to be the light of order below midnight, just like you!"

(End of chapter)