Castle Lord's Mansion.

The Marquis of Ferenman, who is also an elegant man, has a luxurious and not vulgar study, but now, it is cheaper than the old man Ebert.

"Don't think that I'm a rough man," the square-faced and short-bearded commander of the Western Route Army sat on an ivory-trimmed ebony chair, and the quill pen that was not dipped in ink swirled in his hand, "Master Momile of the Barbizon School, have you heard of it?" When I was young, I studied landscape painting under him for a few days, didn't you find that the military map I marked was quite artistic?"

"A few days?" Allegri keenly spotted the loophole.

"He's from Buyada, and he only came to Snowton to travel and sketch, so he won't stay long," Ebert explained, smiling, "but I'm going to study, and my dad is holding a horsewhip and watching from behind...... He obviously climbed to a high position by virtue of military exploits, but he wanted Lao Tzu to learn what painting, which is really unreasonable. ”

Allegri forced a smile and did not dare to judge himself.

"When I'm a few years older and start chasing girls, I'll really regret it," Albert must have drunk a lot of wine, and once the conversation box was opened, he gushed endlessly, "Where did I think that artists are so popular, that Walledon has relied on these means to capture the hearts of countless girls, and tough guys like Lao Tzu, they don't even look at it." ”

"Well, yes. Allegri nodded in agreement, really recalcitrant.

"You're different, you're young, you're good-natured, you're not bad," Ebert said in a rare compliment, and then his voice changed, "but you know." What are your shortcomings?"

"Please advise the Shogun. Allegri hurriedly made a deaf look.

"Can't let it go," said Albert bluntly, "you're the kind of person who only has a loaf of bread left on the table and has to see how the others react, and then dares to take it carefully...... You have to understand that good things have to be reached out for. When others finish grabbing it, only the scraps are left on the table. ”

"The general's lesson is. Allegri thought for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgement. Maybe it's the humble psychology of his previous life, when facing others, he always can't let go of his hands and feet, and he shows a sense of cringe.

"If you don't have a knife or fork, just use your hands, don't look ugly," said Albert, tossing the quill pen onto his desk. The lesson said, "When it comes to vital interests, no one's face can be seen." ”

Allegri's heart swelled with an inexplicable emotion. When it comes to this, the other party has obviously regarded him as his own.

"By the way, you came here today, what's the matter?" Ebert got to the point.

"That'......" Allegri recounted as it was, even about the Marquis of Ferenman. There is not the slightest concealment either.

"Hmm......" After hearing this, Albert stroked the short beard under his chin and thought for a long time before asking, "Archduke Ian and Viscount Lance were looking for you, but you told me about it." Why?"

"I want to ask the general to preside over the overall situation. Allegri replied respectfully.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll rob you of your credit?" Albert squinted at him.

"Don't be afraid," Allegri added, smiling, remembering what he had just said. "General, you shouldn't let me eat the leftovers. ”

"Don't worry, I can provide advice on this matter, but I won't get involved," a hearty smile bloomed on Ebert's face, "I can't pull this old face to rob you of the credit of this junior." ”

"Didn't the general say that you should strike when you should make a move, and don't be embarrassed?" Allegri blinked and smiled narrowly.

"I never said that. Ebert was stunned for a moment, then straightened his face and denied it.

"Are you afraid, suspicious?" asked Allegri, putting away his jokes.

"That's right, the current record of the Western Route Army has faintly surpassed that of the Middle Route Army," Ebert casually gestured, "If I go further, I will not only lose face to the king, but also slap other generals in the face, how will I be in the army in the future?"

"Then I, do I want to refuse Viscount Reims too?" asked Allegri, who had a lot of military exploits, at least on the list of the staff headquarters, far ahead.

"Are you willing?" asked Ebert rhetorically.

Allegri shook his head, such a great achievement, it is not said that you can put it down.

"You are different from me," Ebert said, "I am a veteran in the army, and everything must be done gradually, and it is not appropriate to show the edge...... And what about you, a new military attaché, with a shallow foundation, who will either be dormant for a long time, or soar into the sky, do you choose the former or the latter?"

"Thank you, sir. Allegri's heart sank, and he stood up and bowed respectfully.

"I will mention this to the king in my usual notice," said Albert, leaning back, "and say that by your efforts you have succeeded in persuading the enemy generals...... As for the specific statement, you go back and think for yourself, you must remember one thing, don't say that the other party took the initiative to come to you. ”

Allegri nodded yes.

"You must also take care of the envoys sent by the other party, and it will not be long before the king summons you to ask you the right one," Albert advised, "and besides, if you have done such a meritorious service, you will be envied by the people, and you will not be attacked by the villains, so you must be careful in your words and deeds." ”

"I know. Allegri stood at his desk, his hands at his side, as if listening to the teachings of his elders.

"Alright, let's go back first, I'll let you know when there's news. Albert waved his hand and rubbed his forehead to ease the pain caused by the alcohol.

"Adults pay attention to their bodies, autumn is getting stronger, don't catch a cold. Allegri said sincerely, and then took his leave and left.

It was late at night, and the streets were sparsely populated, but the halls of the mansion were still lit up.

He pushed the door in, and was somewhat surprised to find that Dios, Dalgnan, and Jubiano were sitting around the tea table, gesturing and laughing.

Wind, fire and ice, the three of them have the shadow of magic in their martial arts, which is a very rare situation on the continent where magic civilization is declining. They exchanged their experiences in martial arts cultivation with each other, and they quickly became acquainted.

"Our Grand Magician is back," Dios beckoned, turning to Jubiano, "There are some questions about the principles of magic, and I don't understand, so you can ask him directly." ”

"My meditation method was created by my teacher. Dalgnan also interjected indifferently.

"What's the problem?" Allegri asked as he approached with a smile, unconcerned. He doesn't have a gateway to magic on his quest for magic.

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

PS: (Second update.) ）