Originating in the cast-iron mountains, the Green River meanders and flows like a turquoise water, and has long been regarded as one of the most beautiful rivers on the continent.

In particular, it passes through the section of the Green River Valley, and the water that has just rushed out of the mountainous area is clear and clear, and it spreads out in the open valley with the momentum of high and low, which is very moving. Around it, gentle hills stretched out like a beautiful pastoral picture, each of which seemed soft as the curves of a girl's body.

Girl?

Himself, he should be a girl, right?

Onetsha stroked the white horse's long mane and withdrew her gaze from the river. The moving eye waves and water waves complement each other, and the stirring heart tide is endlessly involved with the river tide.

Yes, if it weren't for that sudden disaster, I would still be the delicate little princess in front of my father, and I fluttered with the noble girls every day without any worries. will not bear such a tumultuous fate, nor will it bear the burden of recovering the country, will not play tricks, will not inspire the army, will not form the "Flame Demon Knights", and it will be difficult to fall into such an embarrassing situation now.

Now, however, everything has happened.

The slanting sunset splashed on the water, the sparkling waves trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, turned the horse's head, and whispered, "Go back to the city." ”

The tall knights who silently guarded her side, silently pulling the reins on their horses, followed the young archduchess towards the city of Amphen.

As it gets late, farmers who have been farming for a day drive their open-top trailers on their way home, and the loud slang songs are far away, and the lyrics are simple but full of life.

Onisha rode her horse vigorously and led the team of knights behind her through the towing workshop. The loud singing voice beside him naturally seemed vulgar compared to the court music. But the abundance of vitality in it is very rare.

The cold winter is behind them, the invasion of the Holy See of Light has long been driven back, and the Green River Valley is at peace again, so it's no wonder they can sing so loudly.

But now, I'm afraid it's impossible for me to have such a relaxed mood, right? The united nobles are pressing forward step by step, constantly eating away at the army in their hands. Trying to challenge his dominance.

When An Lan had just returned to the country, the great nobles of the principality were still in a wait-and-see state, and they did not dare to take on this burden. When the external crisis came, the high-ranking officials of the principality had to unite and temporarily ignore the mustard that had been breeding, and jointly resist the invasion of the Holy See of Light.

But now, the external pressure has been completely withdrawn, and the internal contradictions have suddenly become clear. The Anlan royal family, where Onisha is left alone, has the only remaining strength in her hands. He has been unable to defend his throne. Such a fat fruit has long been coveted by careerists inside and outside the principality. The three legions confronted the Holy See of Light in Lancoln City, and almost all the attention of the powerful forces in the south of the continent were attracted by this huge whirlpool, which also provided a comfortable enough external environment for the struggle of the Anlan Court.

Onisha sighed softly and looked up, and the gate of Ampin not far away was already vivid.

"Is there still no response from Count Violet?" she asked after frowning and thinking for a moment, then turned back. Although the Herseus Valley and the Duchy of Anlan were now only nominally subordinate, Oneisha still called Allegri Count Violet.

"The Earl still hasn't returned to the valley. A tall knight behind her slowly shook his head and replied. "The subordinate has forwarded the letter to the other people in the mercenary group, but there has been no reply so far. ”

"Isn't it Andre, the other talkers?" Onisha was slightly stunned and hurriedly asked. She was puzzled that Allegri trusted Andrei so much. Now thinking back to what Andrei did to her at that time, she still has the urge to crush her bones.

"Your Highness, please rest assured, it is Mr. Brooke, a student of Lord Earl. The loyal knight added, "He said at the time that he would reply after careful consultation with Mr. Dios." ”

"Uh-huh......" Oneisha nodded in a deep voice, the gloom between her brows still not fading. This kind of palace strife within the principality is really not suitable for resorting to forces outside the principality. And with the exception of the Snowton Empire. In fact, there is no other friendly force for the other side to build a relationship with. Moreover, even if you turn to the Snowton Empire, the chances of a positive response are slim to none. A Duchy of Anlan, which has gradually become powerful with the help of the "Flowing Gold Trade Road", is not in the national interests of the Snowton Empire. On the premise of ensuring the safety of the trade route, they can't wait for the more chaotic the Anlan Principality to be, the better. Onita also dared not rule out that Snowton might even have the intention of annexing the principality, which would allow them to establish a transit bridgehead south of the Cast Iron Mountains, thus truly laying a solid foundation for the unification of the north and the south.

Onesha sighed again. I thought that I could return to the country with just one enthusiasm, but now I think it's too naïve. Internal and external troubles came one after another, which made her mood a little lower.

"Your Highness, Anfen has arrived. The knights arrived at the gates, and the knight behind them whispered.

Onessa woke up from her troubled thoughts and nodded her head in understanding. She tried to lift her spirits, straightened her waist, and once again regained the sassy and heroic posture of the female archduke.

"Into town. She commanded in a clear voice, raised her whip, and stepped into the undercurrent of the capital. Countless pairs of eyes were watching her, and when she showed a hint of vulnerability, they swarmed her up and pushed her off the throne.

In that case, then come on.

Herseus Valley.

Dios, Brooke, and Andre.

Among the three, Dios commands all the armies of the mercenary group and is the highest military commander. Brooke is the "mayor" of the Magic Town, and is also responsible for overseeing the construction of the Magic Tower and all things related to the magicians. André, on the other hand, is the consul of the River Valley Administration, who is in charge of all administrative powers, and can be called a high authority.

So, these three people gathered together and discussed definitely not an ordinary topic.

"It's not unexpected. Andrei put down the letterhead in his hand and looked up. He was dressed in a simple black civil uniform today, not only looking personable, but also much more dignified.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" asked Dios, who was sitting across from him, as he changed into his regular clothes, frowning.

"The Principality of Anlan is already undercurrent, and once it can't be suppressed, the situation will be abruptly reversed. Andre subconsciously avoided his gaze, but during this time, he finally got rid of the problem of trembling at the sight of Dios. He cleared his throat and carefully explained to the two of them the division of power and the comparison of the strength of the high-level of Anlan, and only then did he conclude, "Therefore, once the external pressure is removed, the ambitions of the great nobles in secret can no longer be suppressed, and it is reasonable to unite to attack His Royal Highness the Grand Duke." ”

Dios and Brooke looked at each other and nodded, and now it seemed that it was a wise move to call Andre to discuss it together. As one of the former heads of the three major families of An Lan, his sensitivity and familiarity with this kind of political struggle are really beyond the reach of the two.

Dios thought for a moment and spoke again, "So, Andrey, can you estimate how far this struggle will eventually deteriorate? ”

"How much has it deteriorated...... Andrei muttered, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he hastened to correct it, "we—no, they, they would have wanted to seize power indirectly by marriage, so that the transition would be smoother and would not cause resistance among the civilian population and the army. After all, the Anlan royal family has ruled the principality for thousands of years, and its reputation among the people has always been good, and Onesha has only one person left, and if she is forced to give up after she marries, it will seem much more justified, but ......"

"Still, as a representative of this faction, you failed in the end?" the old magician interjected with a smile. As for what happened in the Grand Duke's palace, although Dios himself had been silent, and had repeatedly warned Allegri not to speak out. However, this unkind regimental leader swore an oath in front of him, but he made a big announcement behind his back, and now everyone in the river valley knows about it.

"Uh...... Yes," Andre nodded a little awkwardly, and hurriedly continued to explain, "And it can be seen from this incident that Onessa seems to be very sensitive and resistant to this method, and if the nobles cannot seize power through such gentle means, the scale and extent of the struggle will continue to escalate...... At worst, it may even lead to a direct military conflict. ”

"Military conflict...... Dios repeated softly, suddenly looking up and asking, "then, Andre, how are we going to respond to Onisha's request?"

Andre couldn't help but be stunned, and after a moment he stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, and asked, "Are you asking my opinion?" Because of the many things that had happened, Andre thought that Dios and the others asked him to come over, just to consult some information as a reference for decision-making.

"Well," Dios confirmed, "you are more familiar with Anlan's situation than we are, of course we have to listen to your opinion, and your opinion is likely to be our final decision." ”

Andre nodded slightly, and an inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes. Sometimes, trust is the best kind of approval.

"In that case...... he said after a long time of weighing the pros and cons, "but should we wait until Lord Allegri comes back to make a decision?"

"Say whatever you want," Dios stared at him and suddenly laughed, "As long as you stand in the position of the mercenary group, it will be enough." ”

"Well," Andrei took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "then, my opinion is to stand still and not respond." (To be continued......)

PS: (First shift, next shift a little later, go for a meal, 1.28.271)