Chapter 452 Who is whose wings

The long convoy stopped in the square in front of the city hall. When Erlanga left Baishan City, he only brought hundreds of mercenaries and guards. His voice was much more powerful when he came back than when he left. In addition to those mercenaries, there were also thousands of fully armed Ma'o Empire warriors. Many of them were covered in blood, and even Erlanga's head was wrapped with gauze. It seemed that the road back seemed to be a little difficult to walk.

Seeing An Fei from afar, Erlang quickly jumped out of the carriage, nodded and bowed all the way to An Fei. Alice, who was watching coldly, frowned slightly. She hated people without backbone. No matter how afraid of An Fei, or how much she hoped to move closer to the major league, at least she had to maintain a certain integrity. A person without ethics can surrender to you today and betray you tomorrow. Such a person is unreliable.

"He's Allanga?" Alice asked softly.

"Um."

"It is said that he founded the Yunhai Merchant Group?"

"Well, what?"

"It should be unquestionable to be able to establish a business group, but I'm very surprised, why is this person getting more and more naive as he grows older?" Alice curled her lips: "Who do you do this for?!"

An Fei laughed. He knew what Alice was saying. Erlang was wrapped in gauze around his head, and his robe was full of wrinkles, and there were still some blood. He looked very embarrassed. In fact, he could change his clothes. The gauze on his head was too thick, just like the ancient Arabs that An Fei remembered.

"Sir, fortunately, I have brought back all the food safely!" Erlangjia bent down deeply and said loudly.

Speaking and listening to the sound of gongs and drums, An Fei was stunned after listening to Erlangjia's words. The taste of this was a bit wrong?! Erlangjia went to purchase grain. It was completely personal behavior. An Fei asked Erlangjia to contact the Shield of Light just to shorten Erlangjia's itinerary and allow the grain to arrive faster to alleviate the conflicts in Baishan City. But now Erlangjia dialect means that he is just a merchant responsible for transporting grain.

"Thank you for your hard work." An Fei smiled: "Erlanga, let me introduce you. This is Alice, the chief consul of the Major League."

"Mr. Alice." Erlanga bent her waist again.

Alice's reaction was a little cold. She waved her hand, her eyes fell on the convoy parked in the square, secretly estimating the total amount, and then said to An Fei: "Mr. An Fei, these foods are far from enough!"

"Sir, I can go a few more trips." Erlanga volunteered: "I was used to running when I was young. If I were free, I would be really uncomfortable."

"No, you have something more important." Alice finally responded: "Come in with me."

Erlangjia couldn't help but be stunned and looked at An Fei. An Fei smiled and nodded. Erlangjia had to bite the bullet and follow Alice, his eyes rolling around, thinking that he was guessing why he wanted to talk to him alone.

"Sir, they are soldiers of the Death Roaring Legion!" Kumaragosha whispered behind An Fei.

"I know." An Fei nodded. Although the soldiers did not shoot their own flags, they had too many differences compared to the soldiers of the Shield of Light. First of all, their armor was black. After the convoy stopped, they stood there quietly, without any extra movements or extra sounds. The entire square seemed depressed because of their existence.

"Sir. Give them all to me, I will be for you..." Kumaragosha's voice was a little excited.

"Don't even think about it!" An Fei interrupted Kumaragosha's words: "They are the lifeblood of Marshal Beeri. You want to die?!"

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"Sejialan, this is the information sent by our secret spies." Prince Chierick handed over the things in his hand and said worriedly: "The situation is a bit bad..."

From a genetic perspective, most of the descendants of the royal family and nobles were very handsome and beautiful, at least in line with the aesthetic view of the time. However, Chierick's appearance was very ordinary and his figure was average. Perhaps because of the coloring of Jialan, he always spoke in a negotiating tone. He had no momentum. If he took off his gorgeous clothes, no one would see that he was a noble prince.

Se Jialan took the document and looked indifferently. When she turned to the last page, her eyes suddenly froze. Then she started from the first page and read it very seriously. After a long time, she spoke: "This Alice... is actually called a genius by Marino? Under her host, the merger of the major leagues has not caused any twists and turns from beginning to end?"

"It's not just her reason. An Fei's power is too powerful, enough to intimidate anyone who has bad intentions." Chierick said with a wry smile.

"Your Highness, you should be clear that I want to say that this is not this, but a 'genius genius'!" Se Jialan: "In my impression, only one person deserves the four words 'genius'!"

This time it was Chierick's turn to fall into silence.

"Also, the Grand Alliance has just been established for a short time. They are joining various mercenaries at an extremely fast speed, which means that they are joining various contradictions at an extremely fast speed." Se Jialan said lightly: "The mercenaries are mostly unruly. Advocating freedom means contempt for discipline. Old contradictions have not been resolved, and new contradictions will arise at any time. For those unruly mercenaries, assigning tasks, even drinking and bragging are opportunities to create conflicts. Moreover, mercenaries can unite but have no sense of belonging. Whether they are mercenaries or mercenaries, mercenaries in the Grand Alliance... seem to have not signed an agreement at the Mercenary Association, right? There are no deserters... This is simply a miracle!"

"You have ignored An Fei. Mercenaries advocate freedom, but they admire the strong!" The bitter smile on Chierick's face became stronger and stronger.

"I didn't ignore An Fei. If there must be said that there was, that was the same before. Now I have regarded An Fei as a terrible opponent." Se Jialan said slowly: "Miracles cannot be accomplished by the efforts of one person. They often require a group of people to unite. Because An Fei is a terrible opponent, his request for Alice to serve as CEO means... Alice has the ability!"

Chierick's eyes drifted elsewhere, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

"Chief Consul, not only must we ensure the normal operation of the Major League, but also be responsible for coordinating various complex internal contradictions. I was surprised, how did that Alice do it? If it were me... I wouldn't do it." Se Jialan suddenly changed the topic: "Your Highness, if I promote a soldier now and let him be responsible for commanding the entire army, would you agree?"

"Are you kidding? How can this be done?"

"Why not?"

"Soldiers are just soldiers. He has no command experience and no ability!"

"If Alice does not have enough ability, will An Fei let her serve as CEO?" Se Jialan asked back: "Your Highness, you and I know that abilities are often cultivated, so Alice's origin is a problem. Where did she learn and master these things? I just looked carefully and couldn't find any content about Alice's age, birthplace, and growth. Your Highness, did you deliberately hide something? Or was it the secret spy of the empire too incompetent?!" At the end, Se Jialan's tone became very strict.

"she is……"

"Who is she?" Se Jialan already knew the answer vaguely.

"She is Mederof." Chierick was forced to say something he had always wanted to cover up.

Even though he had known the answer in advance, Se Jialan still stayed there. After a moment, he sneered: "This is why you insisted on meeting Hodgebli alone, right?! You have known this news for a long time and have been deliberately hiding it from me, are you?"

"Se Jialan, I don't know why you hate her so much, but you have to know that she is my sister, my real sister!" Chierick said in a pleading voice.

"It's because she is your own sister that I left her a way." Se Jialan said coldly: "Now it seems that I was wrong. I will not give her a chance again, and at that time, I will not ask for your advice." After that, Se Jialan turned around and walked towards the handsome tent.

Chierick stayed for a while and suddenly shouted, "Why?!"

"Because of An Fei, because Mederov will become An Fei's wings, my highness, is this reason enough? I think you should have never doubted Mederov's ability like me, right?"

"But she could have been my wing!" Chierick roared in grief. He had been suppressing for too long and could not continue to endure it at this moment.

"She doesn't, only I am the most loyal." Se Jialan did not retreat: "Don't forget that Mederov not only has you, but also two younger brothers. If you are really her only choice, she will not always be close to you."

"But she...but she..." Chierick was too excited and couldn't say the complete words, and there was still tears in his eyes.

Se Jialan also noticed that her attitude was a little stiff, sighed and walked back, slowly holding Chierick: "Your Highness, you are too weak! Do you really not see the threat Mederof posed to you?! She can do what you can't do, and she can solve the problems you can't solve. No one dares to contact those mobs. She dares to go, and even His Majesty already intends to let Mederof be the princess of the regent! My Highness, do you think this is Mederof's ultimate goal? Instead of fighting to the death and causing the power of the empire to suffer heavy damage, it is better to take the lead!"
Chapter completed!