City of Severa.

Although Grand Duke Ian gave up the three halls and one courtyard in the south of the palace for the living of King Nachina, the young king only slept for two hours before he got up again in good spirits and put on his full body armor.

"You—no, your king, it's getting dark, why do you wear armor?" asked Amery, who went around his back and tied the ribbon of his armor. The girl obviously didn't adapt to such an abrupt identity change, and blurted out a "you", only to realize her faux pas, and quickly changed her words a little awkwardly.

"You don't have to call me 'king,' you can do the same as before," said King Nacini gently, "I will lead the army to fight later, you stay here for the time being, and if you need anything, you can directly order those subordinates." ”

"You...... When will you be back?" asked Emmely, tugging at his sleeve, pitifully. She didn't want to be together and separated again.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. King Nacini rubbed her hair, took the sword from her desk, and hung it at her waist.

Amely removed her cloak from the hanger and put it on tiptoe. King Nacini took her little hand, kissed her head lightly, and said softly, "I'm leaving." ”

He put on his cloak and turned and walked out of the bedroom. Sunia, who was waiting in the outer hall, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the generals, are on standby in the council hall. ”

"One more thing," said King Nacini solemnly, "I have ordered the 'Vulcan Wrath' to prepare for the march, and you should immediately go to the camp outside the city and take them to the east gate to assemble." ”

"Yes. Sunia took the order and left. The ambitious young man, who had charged into battle in the battle last night, was still stained with blood on his robe, but he walked with such vigor that he could not see at all, he had not closed his eyes for two days and one night.

King Nacini nodded in satisfaction. As soon as he stepped out of the outer hall, his heart suddenly moved, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a middle-aged man in a robe and a sword, standing under the corridor.

"General Cartroman?" he asked, pausing tentatively.

"Your Majesty," Carter Roman, turning. "Bishop Nornes has led the Templars to resist stubbornly, and I have subdued them, and since there is no order from you, I am temporarily imprisoned in the captive camp and waiting for your fate. ”

"Good. King Nacini complimented, but could not think of how to continue. Cartroman, who didn't answer, just stood in place with his hands in his hands, his gaze sweeping behind him. seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were cold.

"Let's ...... Let's go. King Nacini beckoned. Of course he knew, it was Amelie behind him, probing his brain.

And Kater Roman, in addition to being the commander-in-chief of the front, is also him, Nacchini's father-in-law. Although it is never mentioned on weekdays, this relationship does exist. He communicates his feelings with other girls in front of each other. It's like you've done something wrong.

Neither of them was silent, and the scene suddenly became awkward, and Emily stuck out her tongue and carefully shrank back.

"Hello, Miss Emery. Suddenly, Carter Roman smiled softly. He bowed and bowed, and then walked to the council hall without looking back.

"You have to be careful. The girl breathed a sigh of relief, trotted closer, and whispered.

"I see," King Nacini was stunned for a moment. Then he put aside the troubles of his heart and waved goodbye to his little lover, "Goodbye." ”

In the council hall, the generals talked and laughed loudly, boasting to each other about their achievements.

It wasn't until King Nacini walked briskly that they relented a little, but there were still people who exchanged heads, and such a big victory was indeed worth showing off.

"Ladies and gentlemen," King Nacini clapped his hand to draw their attention, "to defeat the new army of light and take the city of Severa, and our army will be in good shape, and will soon march south and occupy all of Ian." ”

"Thanks to the king's strategy, he said early on that the enemy general would be able to take Severa without blood," Costa shouted at the top of his voice, "otherwise, if the enemy retreats into the city, it will be a bitter battle." ”

The rugged-looking Praetorian Guard commander Hazar also flattered, "The king is eloquent and strategic, and he has everything in his hands inside and outside the battlefield, so how can Innedir be an opponent?"

"All right," said King Nacini with a smile and a wave of his hand, "winter is approaching, and it is not advisable to fight again, so all the infantry regiments will be stationed in the city of Severa, and use this as a base to clear the remnants of the enemy north of the St. Imas River, and prepare for a decisive battle in the south at the beginning of next spring......

"Yes. The infantry generals in the hall stood up at the same time and answered in a loud voice.

"In addition, I plan to hold a banquet in the Green River Valley, where all of you have made great achievements and are on the list of rewards," King Nacini said with a smile as he looked around, "I promise you to hand over the front-line battles to the lieutenant generals, but don't forget to be there to receive the rewards." ”

The generals in the hall all laughed happily and said, "It won't be like this." ”

"But before that," King Nacini said, patting the sword at his waist, "I want to give the cavalry a chance to make a meritorious service......

After a pause, he asked aloud, "The desert cavalry, which has repeatedly attacked and disturbed the rear of our army, and now that the war in Severa has been decided, I want to lead the army to attack its lair, the city of Leajich, are you willing to fight?"

"Come with the king. The cavalry generals responded in unison, and the infantry generals next to them looked at them with envy. Before the merit is rewarded, it is a good thing to make another battle merit, but the infantry army moves slowly, and when they reach the city of Leajć, the enemy army has already reacted, so they can't even grab the merit.

King Nacini shouted in a loud voice, "Lance, Hazar, rise and take orders." ”

Viscount Reims, who was sitting in the corner, stood up with some surprise. He didn't expect that as a general, he could still be reused.

"Lance, you continue to be the commander of the city's defenses, Hazar, and you coordinate the remaining armies," King Nacini instructed one by one, "Master Villanoo will also be here to prevent the Holy See of Light from making trouble." ”

Viscount Reims finally put his mind at ease, with the legendary mage here, he was not afraid of Inner's revenge.

"Without further ado," said King Nacini, flicking his cloak, and went first, "gather the troops at once, and we will set out overnight!"

A small town in the valley, a brothel called "The Light of Heaven".

Turanzer looked curiously at the elegant cubicle. The tall young man sitting opposite was also looking at him curiously.

"Sky Temple, High Mage, Turanze?" Mastour took a sip of red wine and leaned back in his chair.

"Under the Sword Master, the superior warrior. Mastur?" Turanzer removed his hood, revealing his true face. Pretending to be a prostitute is a simple thing to do, because they like to be secretive.

In the Buyada Empire, the two most stunning young people looked at each other across the table. The biggest difference between them is not sword and magic, but that one of them is an emotional idiot, and the other is a flower bush holy hand.

"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess's order. Mastur took out a scroll of paper from somewhere, "At the right time, set up the 'Ten Thousand Miles in the Sky' magic circle to control the 'Tower of Wind' for the use of the Empire." ”

"In ...... Where is it?" asked Turanze, frowning. He didn't think that Allegri would let him calmly arrange this magic circle, and there were many restrictions on the layout of "Ten Thousand Miles in the Sky".

"In the next half a month. The Tower of the Wind will pass over this ground," Mastour explained. "This is the result of Master Fadrewa's calculations. ”

"It turned out that the teacher made a move. Turanzer nodded, in understanding.

"I'll protect you while you're in formation," Mastur continued, "and there's an ally. It will provide us with sufficient convenience. ”

"Who are the allies?" asked Turanze, confused.

"A big man," said Mastur, waving his hand impatiently, "I can't say who it is." You don't have to ask...... In short, you should be prepared to set up a formation at any time so that you don't get scrambling when the time comes. ”

"I ...... Got it. Turanze reluctantly agreed, he hated the other party's commanding attitude, but he couldn't attack, so he waved his hand angrily, pulled up his hood, and left.

"This guy isn't very mature, is he reliable?" asked Mastul, raising an eyebrow and dissatisfied.

"It's ok. Rubiang, who had been sitting next to him, nodded in reply. To be honest, he wasn't happy with these two guys at all.

Turanze is also okay, although he is not good at hiding his thoughts, but in any case, he is a little more trustworthy than this drunken young master.

"Are you alright?" it was getting late, and the girl Mastur had scheduled was almost there, and he knocked on the table and said straightforwardly.

"I'm leaving, I'll get back in touch if I have something. Rubion smiled bitterly, and after cautiously observing the situation outside, he flashed out and walked towards the tavern not far away.

A noisy tavern, a hot dancer, and all kinds of seductive poses.

The chaotic adventurers shouted wildly on the side, throwing out the copper coins in their hands one after another, and soon accumulated a shallow layer.

"Borrowed, borrowed. Rubian said politely, dressed as a caravan leader, and perfectly integrated into the environment.

Asking the bartender for two glasses of ale, Rubion tried to find a dark corner, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and lowered the glass as if waiting for a friend to arrive.

It didn't take long for a down-and-out knight of about fifty years old to greet him familiarly and sit across from him.

The two laughed and talked, occasionally clinking glasses and drinking, like a pair of old friends who had not been masked for a long time.

"In half a month, it's time to leave," Rubiang whispered, "Is there any problem with you?"

"No problem," the knight shook his head, "the cargo is ready, and the lads are ready to go." ”

"I'll let you know in advance, don't make a mistake," Rubiang casually glanced around, and then asked, "By the way, is there enough of those fireworks? ”

"The employer will be satisfied," the knight took a sip of ale, and when he saw that there was no one left and right, he replied in a low voice, "My lord, I secretly detained a batch of goods sent to the front, all of them have been activated, and if they are not enough, they can also be drawn from the reclamation team, absolutely foolproof." ”

"That's good. Rubion made a gesture to signal him to be more natural. After all, without professional training, the other party still has some omissions in many details.

"Hmm. Caldera nodded, he didn't like the job, but he couldn't help it.

Someone had to connect with Buyada's representative, and he was Onesha's most trusted subordinate.

It was late at night.

Dargnan sat on the railing of the hallway, and for a moment Allegri was fine, which put him in a good mood.

Before he knew it, the killer had become accustomed to life in the valley, and Dargnan had even forgotten what it was like to kill people on orders. Of course, he did it while following Allegri, but that was a completely different thing from killing for money.

The organization has not contacted itself, which should be the credit of the eldest sister. Dalgnan sighed lightly, he really hoped that Alex could also get rid of the "wolf poison flower" and enjoy this real and tangible life. But as soon as she went, she didn't hear from her, and she didn't even send a letterhead.

Also, how can a killer who has no fixed place receive and send letters?

"What's wrong with Allegri?" the half-elf's voice came, and Illo asked with concern as he walked briskly into the courtyard. He had just returned from the wilderness when he heard the news.

"It was my negligence, Contra fought desperately, and the teacher broke a few ribs. Dalgnan replied frankly.

"That's nothing, he has the 'Bright Godhead' in his body, a few bones, and it will grow in three or four days. Seeing that he blamed himself slightly, Illo said with relief.

Dalgnan nodded, thankfully.

"Onisa, in there?" Illo sat next to him, and did not activate his "sensitive touch", which can be regarded as a sign of respect for his companion.

"Yes, she had to serve the teacher herself. Dalgnan replied.

"Hmm?" Illo pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "and what are you still doing here?"

"I'm ......" Dargnan opened his mouth, and it took a while for him to react, yes, what are you doing here?

"You don't think Onissa is not quite right like me, do you?" asked Illo suspiciously, his voice very soft.

"No, no, how is that possible. Dargnon shook his head repeatedly, believing that Onisha's feelings for Allegri, the overflowing panic of his time in the hospital, could never be faked.

At this moment, the door "creaked" open, and Onisha couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the two of them, and immediately beckoned, "Don't you come in?"

"No need," seeing that there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, the half-elf hurriedly waved his hand and dragged Dargnan away, until he was outside the courtyard gate, and then he muttered, "Is it really that I am too worried?"

"What do you say?" Dargnon shrugged, apparently, he saw it too.

"All right," Illo said, putting his arm around his shoulder, "I'll be out in a few days, so keep an eye on Allegri." ”

... (To be continued......)