Mountains, forests, lakes, fields, and gentle hills are the most common landforms in the Duchy of Ian. Viewed from above, blocks of different shades of color are spliced together, and at the same time, they are slightly deformed by the rapid retreat.

Davide looked down, looking for a possible hiding place for the desert cavalry. This is a new task he has received, and it is also a good opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

However, so far, Davide has only found a few small forces, so small that he can easily defeat them single-handedly. The cunning desert cavalry knew the essentials of harassment behind enemy lines. They came and went day and night, coming and going like the wind, and when they missed a blow, they immediately fled away, and often when Snowton's main force heard the news, the enemy had already gone and disappeared.

"Pringer, did you make any discoveries?" Davide asked, yawning. At this distance, human eyesight is almost negligible, and only a giant dragon soaring in the sky can see and find suspicious clues.

The red dragon shook his head and roared in dissatisfaction. Davide hurriedly patted it on the back and reassured, "Okay, after you go back, I'll find you a few living people to satisfy your hunger......"

Before he finished speaking, the lines on the enchanted armguards suddenly lit up, and Virano's voice came slowly, "I remember, the dragon knight has a unique secret technique that can observe the world through the eyes of a dragon, haven't you practiced it yet?"

"Pringer has just come of age, and the power of the awakened bloodline is very limited, so he can't perform this secret technique yet," Davide explained, asking tentatively, "Master, do you have something to look for me?"

Bilano let out a "hmm" and said slowly, "The secret meeting convened by the king has just ended, and there are some arrangements, I think it is better to inform you." ”

"Conclave?" Davide couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't get any word about it, not even Cartroman.

"Apart from me, there were only a handful of people in attendance, including General Cartroman, Modusic, Allegri, and so on," the old magician introduced him. The second half of the sentence deliberately lowered his voice, "The content of the meeting is extremely important, and it will determine the future direction of the Civil War." ”

"Allegri?" Hearing this name, Davide's face immediately became a little gloomy, he didn't care about others, but Allegri was actually more favored than himself, which made the viscount angry and jealous.

"That's right. The king was very important to him and entrusted him with a lot. Viranoo added, seemingly unintentionally.

"The first merit of this southern expedition is now in Allegri's pocket," this sentence can be called adding fuel to the fire, Davide scolded angrily, "Then I still have to find something to eat and sleep in the open." ”

"I know that the two of you have always had a bad relationship, but you are both pillars of the empire, so why fight to the death?" Bilano Owen admonished. "I'm willing to match the gap between them, and you will be soft when the time comes. What do you think of the past?"

"Am I soft?" Davide's eyes widened and his face was full of resentment, "Why?"

"Do you still think that the king will be on your side?" asked Villanoo, rhetorically, "soon." Allegri will rise to the top and be promoted to knighthood, and if I'm not mistaken, all your positions have been dismissed, right?"

"It's only temporary," Davide said proudly. "The role of the dragon knight is far greater than that of a so-called great magician, and it is impossible for the king not to understand this, and soon, I will be reinstated. ”

Although his tone was very confident, he couldn't hide the fierce introspection in it.

"Don't be stubborn," said Villanoo, like a generous elder, enlightening his nephew, "If there are not enough great magicians, what about the 'Vulcan Fury'?

Thinking of King Nacini's recent attitude, Davide was suddenly depressed. Fools can see that the king is becoming more and more impatient with him.

"Master, what do you say I should do?" Finally, the arrogant dragon knight lowered his head.

"Of course I have a way," the old magician's words came from afar, "First of all, you need to take a long-term view. ”

"Vision, must be long-term ......"

In the White Tower, in the vault on the top floor, Innedil reprimanded the priests in front of him, even though several of them were gray-haired and several times older than him.

"A temporary victory doesn't mean we can do it once and for all," the white-robed archbishop said solemnly, looking at them, "so don't be busy singing praises, there is still a lot of important work to be done. ”

"Archbishop, but please command. The priests bowed at the same time.

A few days ago, the Principality of Ian was still in a state of precariousness and panic, but the four major battles directed by Inedil turned the tide of the war in an instant, making the Holy See rejoice and excited. And its prestige has also risen to a new level.

In this case, the priests naturally resigned themselves to their promises and did not dare to disobey the slightest.

"I need you to gather the Priests' Order and send all the members to the Continent," Innedil said in a deep voice, spreading his hands, "including apprentices and apprentices. ”

Hearing this, the priests whispered. You must know that the Priestly Order in the narrow sense only includes the priests and priests who are resident in the holy city of Ranken, and they only have a few thousand people, who are responsible for the daily operation of the Holy See headquarters. And many more members are scattered throughout the southern continent, and almost every country, every province, county, noble, and even every small town, has priests and priests who go to preside over churches and spread doctrines.

Although most of them only have a low or intermediate level, if they are gathered, they are also a force to be reckoned with. Because their number has reached the order of magnitude of "100,000".

"There are more than 126,000 members of the Order registered," said an old priest with a gray beard, stepping forward and asking in embarrassment, "Archbishop, do you really want to summon them all to Lancoln? ”

"Don't worry," Innedil waved his hand, "once the Bright Forces have come to the front, their camp will be empty enough for the priest's lodging back to Lanken......"

"What's more," he walked back and forth a few steps, a slight sigh between his eyebrows, and after a moment, he continued, "Even if the Order's regulations clearly stipulate that members who receive a recall order must immediately go to the Holy City to wait for the edict, how many of these 126,000 people will actually return?"

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

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