Early morning.

Every routine on the field is underway.

Penny ordered the veterans from the north to replace their chain mail and put on newly minted plate armor equipment, and no matter what world they were in, a uniform outfit would add to the team's overall surname.

The production of crude plate armor was suspended after it was enough to arm the entire garrison, and more elaborate and delicate plate armor began to replace the rough products that had been worked out in a hurry, and the old products that were replaced would also be reforged, so that the equipment of this 100-man garrison was gradually refined.

Large piles of griffon feathers provided the town with a large number of arrows, and at the same time, dwarven craftsmen began to build light crossbows to strengthen the garrison.

The mages considered enhancing the equipment with magic, and although the lack of time slowed the project, some of the cronies already had some magical equipment, such as the Searle Knights and the Grey Dwarves, and Penny was looking for the garrison to see if they could find loyal soldiers to arm them with.

But without the test of wind and waves, he can't judge who is trustworthy.

Maybe it's a good idea to leave some backdoors on those magic items just in case. This is also something that many mages are willing to do.

Penny watched the soldiers train, and the veterans needless to say, now the recruits were able to wield their weapons and fight while wearing such a thing after the stage of being worn out by the plate carapace.

Of course, considering the situation that most of the battles that may be faced in the future, physical training and training in mountain combat are even more important, and there are some hunters in the local militia, who are masters in these aspects.

Penny also pulled out some hearsay military experience from his previous life, discussed it with the officers, and summed up some feasible plans from it, and gradually, some training equipment that seemed a little strange appeared on this battlefield, although he knew that it was impossible to train the legendary mountain special forces. But as long as the quality of the militia can be improved, it is also meaningful.

"Forward!"

The officer shouted slogans, and the short spears in the soldiers' hands stabbed forward in unison, as if to bring a gust of wind.

The corners of the mage's robes flipped up, and a sea breeze blew, and he squinted.

"This group of soldiers has been able to take it out and fight, although it is still a long way from the real army. The voice of Serl Knight Rosanna reached the mage's ears.

"That's it. Penny nodded, he didn't expect a group of militiamen to become real soldiers without blood: "You must be on guard these days. ”

The Searle walked away, and Penny glanced at the hillside with some distraction, recalling Rekita's suggestion:

"In recent years, the Governor of Dalamós has become less and less in control of the territory, and the consuls here have been out of their control for a long time, and of course, Antrenz was originally the nail in the coffin assigned by the Bouvare to the Ministry of Administration.

If I can give them some trouble, even if it goes a little too far, I don't think it's a big problem. Of course, it's a tradition for Searles to settle the matter with private fights, and even if you don't want to do it first, you have to guard against them, you're about to push them to the point where they jump over the wall. ”

Penny thought about it repeatedly, although it was impossible for the red robe to be without enemies, Penny never wanted to completely tear his face with a powerful force.

He frowned, staring at the mountain secretly, but he didn't know that the red robe on the hillside was also staring at everything below the mountain uneasily, and the terrible environment around him made him unable to even calm down to prepare spells, he beckoned the Searle knight to go outside to get some food and water, and then the officer Gethor walked in, with a serious expression:

"My lord, we can't go on like this, we have to do something. ”

"Action? How should we act? Obviously, we can't get in. "The red-robed mage spread his hands, since the morning, he has been trying to find a way to enter this 'academy', but he has been blocked by the guards on the grounds that 'mountain bandits are frequently infested, and it is strictly forbidden to enter and exit', which makes them extremely annoyed, even if they put up a stand for the red-robed mage to ask for entry, they usually get a 'wait for me to inform the lord', and then wait for several hours.

On several occasions Miltansud tried to throw fireballs at the gate, but he was always persuaded by the officers, and he knew that such rough and impulsive actions would not help them, but could have worse results.

"My lord, we are short of food, and it is clear that they cannot provide us with these things. The officer looked at the depressed soldiers in the barracks, and his eyebrows were deep: "The grain in this area is not ripe, and the wild beasts in the mountains can't feed us, so we can only support it for half a month at most." ”

"Hmm......" the mage bowed his head and muttered, his eyes gloomy.

"So we need to solve the problem as soon as possible. Gethor took a breath.

"As soon as possible?" means to kill them, including that Hustro Fidi?" the red robe shook his head, clearly disapproving of the officer's plan.

Although private fights are not uncommon in red robes, there are more naked battles for power, but before the battle, you must also weigh each other's backstage and foundation.

"It's enough for us to wipe out their army. "As far as I know, their armament comes from the workshops by the river, and the army has been hastily assembled and has not been sufficiently trained, so we are not without a chance, if we can defeat their army, and then change the sign at the door, and let them be their deans." ”

“...... Good idea. Miltansud was a little tempted, not only because the officer's words were very demagogic, but more importantly, as the officer said, their current situation did not allow them to delay the matter for too long, and the problem had to be resolved as soon as possible.

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense, and a violent seizure of power sounded like a good idea, didn't it?

"But are we really sure?"

This is the final concern.

"Of course we can't be completely sure, but we don't have a choice, and of course, we can find a way to weaken them before we act. Like what...... Spread some rumors......" The officer made this suggestion, and his eyes sparkled: "They have only been in this town for three months. ”

The red-robed mage listened to these suggestions and nodded slowly.

"And, my lord, there are already our people in the town. As he said this, the red-robed mage was stunned for a moment, and then a confident smile finally appeared on his face.

...... It's not easy to spread rumors in a closed town, but if you have the heart, you can always do it.

So when Dean Sean, who was drinking water, saw the leaflet made of cloth and wooden planks on the table, the water in his mouth almost squirted out.

"Where did these things come from?" he asked the new captain of the garrison, Dallas Monan, a warrior armed with a fine iron bust and a serious expression:

"My lord, it flows into the town along the river. The look on the face of the captain of the garrison was also quite strange.

Penny was speechless for a moment, and began to have a headache when he looked at the words on these 'flyers'.

The above words are very out of Serre's style, there is no unreasonable coercion at all, it just explains the orthodox surnames of those red robes on the hillside, and it also hints rather insidiously that several of the deans of the town are carrying out an illegal operation with these townspeople, which will have serious consequences.

"It's a great character. Rekita lightly threw a flyer in her hand to the ground and asked the captain of the garrison, "How are the townsfolk feeling?"

"Most of it was fine. The captain of the garrison said, and Penny and Rikita felt a little relieved.

There is always an advantage in taking the lead, especially after the battle with the Griffins, and the three Pennies have established a certain authority.

Although they did not fully gain the trust of the townspeople, it was unlikely that they would be able to switch sides immediately with a few leaflets in plain language, especially since the other party was the red-robed mage who was also ruthless and cruel in the eyes of the townspeople.

Of course, the impact cannot be without, and it will get worse and worse.

"Still, there was some uneasiness, especially in the garrison. ”

"Confiscate and imprison all the people who spread rumors. The female red-robed woman waved her hand at Dallas Monan, and the captain of the garrison carried out the order, and Rekita sighed and turned to Penny: "Lord Dean Sean, look, the enemy can't wait, if you don't act quickly, let them spread again...... Oh, and there's no need to even spread it, just these ignorant townsfolk scare themselves, and it won't be long before we're vulnerable. ”

"You're right. Penny nodded lightly, closed his eyes and exhaled, "It's important that we act as soon as possible." ”

"There is another war. Hughes sighed: "It's just pure again...... A little more than a month. ”

"What are you complaining about?" Rikita glared at the guy, "We're red-robed mages. ”

That's why it's all about?

"Okay, but I agree with you, if you don't take action, you'll waste these three months?" Hughes lamented that these words were not easy, and before he could finish speaking, he saw that Penny and Rekita were already discussing how to launch the attack, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't interject, so he could only shake his head helplessly and go back to the academy to sleep.

...... Rumors had quietly begun to spread throughout the town, and although the soldiers patrolling the streets kept the townspeople from talking in public, an atmosphere of unease still permeated the town.

When the warrior of Banne, who had only gotten up in the afternoon, walked out of the residence, he clearly felt this atmosphere, as the darling of the tyrant, he always had a good sense of strife and repression.

This sparked her curiosity.

Thanks to the dean, Lannielou Ferrandrin's life has been extremely boring, and she has become a bare-bones commander, with no subordinates for her to assign, and she is basically in a state of nothing to do.

Occasionally, she will find some beautiful women to flirt, although some young girls in the town dare not disobey her, but when they are about to get a real gun, they will inexplicably remember the bunch of tentacles in their minds, and their bodies will begin to feel uncomfortable, this feeling makes her sick and haggard, and gradually becomes a sick look, every day except wandering aimlessly, she spends time in sleep, and gradually, she doesn't even care about what happens outside.

At times, she would grit her teeth and curse the initiator, she hadn't prayed properly to the Black Hand Tyrant for some time, but lately she had often prayed that the bastard man's soul would be captured and tortured by the great Bane.

Now, the thought came to her again, and the expression of her gnashing teeth made her look a little scary.

A patrol soldier passed by, and when he saw her appearance, he quickly flashed aside, but soon, he was grabbed by the neck by a beautiful but powerful hand, and in a moment of panic, he was grabbed in front of the black knight:

"Soldier, am I scary?" Lanelou narrowed her eyes and looked depressed, but even so, no one dared to suspect her danger.

"No, no, no, sir, what do you command?" the soldier was very interested.

"What's going on out there?"

"Uh...... Ma'am, Sabanshire has sent a mayor, but it seems that there is a disagreement with Lord Sean...... So......" The soldier tried to be as careful as he could with his words, and he said the general thing.

"Hmm?" the black knight listened to the soldier's report, his eyes began to glow, and his depressed aura gradually faded.

It was as if there was some kind of motivation all of a sudden.

(To be continued)