Section 229 Conditions

"If I had to be given a goal, I would call it 'peace'. Marven said.

"What nonsense!" the little girl didn't say this time, but Rhodia shouted. "Now that you are invading our land, you dare to say 'peace'? Say anything peaceful, and withdraw your troops from our land first!"

"I'm really sorry. Marven said. "But as I said earlier, we are also divided into different factions. My faction doesn't want this war. Although my men and I are in the military, I can assure you that we were all forced to join. ”

"Since you're not the dominant one...... Then why do you make such a request?" asked the little girl.

"Because I believe that I, as an ally, must have a great meaning to Her Majesty the Queen. Marven smiled and saluted the queen again.

"Alliance?" the little girl repeated the word again.

"Your Majesty, I hope that in this regard, we have a common position. You need to drive the invaders out of your land," Marven said. "And I'm more than happy to cooperate in that regard. Isn't that the best alliance of all, and you can be confident that we're worth more than 100,000 men in this regard. ”

The little girl looked at Marven. She has already experienced a lot of betrayals and lies, so she is no longer an innocent girl who believes what others say. Besides, in her education, she also knew what kind of creed the Chaos Cults possessed—at least she could believe that there was never a "lie" in the scruples of the Chaos Cultists.

"Your Majesty, you can trust my sincerity. I understand your scruples, and I am willing to put you to the test. Marven humbly bowed his head. "I think the facts prove it better than the eloquence I have made here. As long as you have this intention, I am willing to accept your dispatch for the following details. ”

"What do you want?" the little girl hesitated for a moment, but finally said.

"If I can speak, I hope to get your kindness. Marven said.

"This is a lot of space. The little girl replied. "Empty doesn't feel like a condition. I'm sure you have something specific to do, right?"

"I only have one small request and I hope to ...... My actions and those of my men in Gruni can count on your tacit approval and support. Marven said. "Of course, I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. I am also well aware of the situation in the Church - this is something that we can solve on our own. ”

"You want to serve in my country?" asked Rhodia, surprised. It was the first time she knew that cultists would expand their power in ways other than swords and magic. But she came to her senses quickly, which was nothing surprising. You know, according to the Church (and actual experience) that evil gods often "trick" some mortals into worshiping them, and the so-called preaching is only a little more "deceptive".

"Exactly. Marven said.

"In return, you'll help us deal with it...... An invading army?"

"It is an honour to serve Her Majesty. Marven was in debt again.

The conversation fell silent suddenly. For a long time, neither side spoke again. Marven was waiting patiently, while the little girl and Rhodia were calculating the benefits and losses in their minds.

"Of course, I understand that it would be abrupt to make such a request. Marven said very politely. "If you can, Your Majesty, you don't have to make a hasty choice. You know, a choice made in a hurry is often wrong and can cause you and I to miss out on an opportunity that is meaningful to both of us. Please leave this vase here, I hope to visit you again in this way every few days. ”

His eyes glanced at Lalia beside him, who remained vigilant. With the Chaos Wizard's perceptual abilities, he could clearly sense that the female guard was embracing the winds of magic.

A dual practitioner of sword and magic? But he looks so young...... But this way of fusing with the wind of magic is not like a magician trained by the church, but more like a wizard of chaos?

Marven held this last doubt and bowed deeply to the little girl. Then his apparition vanished.

The Chaos Wizard took a deep breath and returned to reality from the deep meditative state he had just had. At this time, a batch of asphalt barrels was thrown from the distant city wall again, illuminating the dark sky and causing a scream of the wounded below.

In the light of the fire, black smoke billowed from the battlefield, a phenomenon caused by burning asphalt barrels. In this era, burning asphalt has become an indispensable weapon in the defense of the city. And it's also a very effective weapon.

A herald came out of nowhere. He forced out the guards on Marven's periphery and came all the way to the front of the Chaos Wizard Lord.

"The Bloodfang Lord has ordered you to immediately use magic support!" said the herald unceremoniously. "The enemy's resistance is stubborn, and without the help of magic, our army has made little progress!"

"You repay the Bloodfang Lord, I've done my best. Marven said indifferently. "My men and I are trying our best to cast spells, but the other side is too distracting. I really can't help it. ”

The herald stared at Marven. At this moment, there were about twenty Chaos wizards standing next to Marven. Then the light of the torches lit up, and he saw that the wizards were all pale and breathless—a sign of the use of magical overdrafts. It looks like this Tzeentch wizard wasn't lying.

"Go on. The herald said. The more chaotic the believers, the less likely they are to trust the wizards of Tzeentch. As many people know, Tzeentch's subordinates are all masters of intrigue and trickery. As the saying goes, no one knows when you'll be sold by them, and that's no exaggeration.

"As you wish. Marven smiled slightly. He turned to the other subordinates, "Listen, everyone, don't let up like you did just now!"

Tzeentch's Wizard Lord closed his eyes and fell into the same state of forgetting about his spell as he had just been. The wind of magic flowed, and he had woven a powerful magic - or rather, he was trying to weave a powerful one. The wind of magic channeled is so powerful that even heralds who are not good at magic can feel it. It can be seen that all the Tzeentch wizards are cooperating with Marven. However, while all the Tzeentch wizards, including Marvin, worked hard to cast spells, there were no signs of magic on the battlefield.

Could it really be because the enemy in the city is trying to interfere?

"The second. A smile appeared on the corner of Marven's mouth, and he said these three words softly in a voice that no one else could hear.

......

The dock area of Eagle Falcon City is not strictly considered to be within the city.

In fact, the reason why the "docklands" are considered a city district is entirely due to the illusion created by the irregular shape of the falcon city itself. As far as the map goes, the Upper City actually "surrounds" the docklands. If there were an outside enemy surrounding the city along the walls, the docklands would undoubtedly be outside the protective perimeter of the walls.

From the dock area, along the banks of the Lunqing River, there is a land of dense reeds and woods. Although this land is close to the city, it is completely uninhabited by humans. This is because the land is exposed during the dry season, but it becomes part of the river from time to time during the wet season. Because of this, it cannot be cultivated at all, let alone built, so it can maintain its original appearance to this day.

Ashrufat stopped in the woods. If he's not mistaken, then this is where the mystery man invited him to meet.

It was dark all around, but Ashrufat had dark vision beyond that of humans, which made him easily discern his position and direction. He looked around, and there was no one lurking in the darkness, only a little fire in the distance indicating that someone was approaching.

The black-lit wilderness is the best word to describe this place. Obviously, this person will not be a "passerby by by chance", but should be the mysterious owner. Originally, this mysterious man was supposed to wait for Ashrufat here, but he miscalculated the speed of Ashrufat's movements, so the situation became that Ashrufat was waiting for him here.

Ashrufat stood still, looking at the light of the fire in the distance. As the distance got closer, he could already tell that the firelight was actually a torch. Someone came towards him with torches.

The torches got closer and closer, and the shrubs, weeds, and dwarf trees that stood between them slowly diminished. Ashrufat was already able to see who the other was. In fact, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, this mysterious man still surprised him slightly.

Carrying a torch came a boy about ten years old.

This is not a dwarf, because the similarities between a dwarf and a boy are only in size. Judging from the other party's smooth and tender skin, childish face, and various other details, this is indeed a ten-year-old boy.

The boy also saw Ashruphat by the light of the torch. He walked towards Ashrufat, eventually stopping five or six paces away from him. The two looked at each other and didn't say a word.

"You ......," the boy finally spoke. "Is it Ashrufat?"

"It's me. Ashrufat replied. He could see in the boy's eyes disgust, hatred, contempt, contempt, and the like.

The boy's gaze shifted to the withered sword in Ashrufat's hand. While he was waiting, Ashruphat summoned the sword just in case. Although holding a sword may seem like a bit of a fuss to a little boy, who knows?

"Are you afraid?" said the boy. "Would a wicked, mean-spirited, ruthless man like you be afraid? Oh, of course, you would. When a person commits a deep sin, his heart is always filled with fear and insecurity. ”

"Who are you. Ashrufat didn't answer the other party's question, but asked calmly

"Who am I? My name is Buren. The boy replied. "I wonder if you remember my name?"

Ashrufat did not answer, his silence itself was the best answer.

"If you don't remember my name, then at least you remember my father's name...... And my grandfather's name. My father was Bairheim. My grandfather was Byron, the former Duke and Regent of Fornoros. ”

"I'm not interested in writing down the names of my losers one by one. Ashrufat replied coldly. "I admit that your actions have piqued my curiosity, though. What are you looking for me for?"