The arrival of Ilsa made all the soldiers of the Royal Guard here excited.
Through the shouts of these excited soldiers of the Royal Guard, people like Darlena who do not recognize what His Majesty the Emperor look like also learned that the person who suddenly appeared here was the emperor of their country.
Darlena couldn't tell what she was feeling now.
While surprised, I was also very excited.
Darlena is a farmer, and she is like a minister or aristocrat. In Darlena's eyes, she is a group of people who may never meet once in her life.
However—just today, Darlena actually met the emperor of their country.
As the rumors say, the current emperor of their country is a little girl.
There have always been various statements about what their current little emperor looks like.
In his spare time, Darlena has heard many versions of rumors about the current emperor's appearance from her comrades.
Some say that their current emperor is ugly.
Some say they look very average.
Some say that they have a man's face.
Some say they are very cute.
...
Various rumors, each rumor spreads just like the real one, making it difficult for Darlena to tell which rumor is true and which rumor is false.
At this time, the trouble that made Darlena confused for a long time was finally relieved.
Because Darlena saw their Majesty with her own eyes.
His Majesty the Emperor is so young and cute - this is the first reaction Dallena felt when she learned that this little girl was their Emperor.
What made Darlena excited was not just seeing the high-ranking Emperor with her own eyes.
What really made Darlena excited was their lofty emperor who was willing to visit the most dangerous front-line battlefield in person.
Darlena has also experienced this special excitement before.
Before Darlena was selected into the Delan Immortal Squad and was just an ordinary soldier, her old boss, Linsay, liked to rush to the front and personally led her subordinates to charge.
When he first saw his usually very strict Linsay rushing in front without hesitation, a special excitement emerged in Darlena's heart.
And this excitement was exactly the same as the excitement that he felt when he saw His Majesty visiting the front line at this time.
No.
It is also a bit wrong to describe these two excitement.
Because - Darlena's excitement at this time was much stronger than when she first saw Lindsay leading them to charge!
My body, which was already very tired, suddenly burst out with power that was unknown at the source.
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The Britannian Empire, outside the outskirts of Pandragorn, the rebel camp, and the main tent.
"What?!" Alan, whose eyes were wide open in surprise, stared at the knight in front of him who was reporting the latest military situation with him. "Suddenly, on the front battlefield, I heard a large number of people shouting at Your Majesty?!"
"Yes!" The knight standing in front of Allen nodded calmly, "Many people submitted the same report-hearing the defenders in the city suddenly shouted words such as 'Your Majesty' and 'Long Live Your Majesty'."
"These guards who shouted 'Long live Your Majesty' suddenly had a sharp rise in morale."
"Some people also witnessed a little girl with silver hair and purple eyes on the front line battlefield with their own eyes."
"Silver hair and purple eyes?" Allen's pupils shrank slightly, "It seems that it is really His...Ilsa..."
After the mutiny was launched on the banks of the Yenny River, Enli and Ilsa escaped from the barracks, Alan sent a large number of search teams to track Enli and Ilsa from all directions.
However, none of these search teams sent by Allen successfully found Enley and Ilsa.
Not only did not find Enley and Ilsa, but many of them were inexplicably missing.
Alan ignored these missing search teams. After all, he did not have the energy to investigate what these missing search teams had encountered and where they went.
There has never been any news about Enli and Ilsa, and there has been no news about them. Gradually, Allen no longer has expectations for the "capturing Ilsa alive".
However, at this moment, Allen finally found the trace of Ilsa who he had been looking for for a long time - in this Pandragon, which had turned into a bloody mill!
——Your...Ilsa is in this Pandragon now...
——Knowing that Pandragorn will become a fierce battlefield, knowing that Pandragorn may fall, knowing that he may die in this city, do you still have to stay in the city...
——Ha... It feels really like something she will do...
"Len...Alan...Alan coach!"
A shout brought Allen's mind back to reality.
The knight standing in front of Allen frowned slightly and looked up and down with a look of doubt.
He was the one who called Alan's name just now.
Just now, after he called Allen's name many times, Allen finally got rid of his daze.
"Coach Allen, are you okay? You seemed to be distracted just now. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"...No." Allen waved his hand, "It's nothing. Let's continue to discuss the matter."
"Since your...Ilsa is in Pandragorn, then what we have to do is easy."
"Chain the southern wall of Pandragon and completely block Pandragon. Even a mouse cannot be released from Pandragon."
"You must capture Ilsa alive!"
"Even if I can't capture Ilsa alive, bring me Ilsa's body!"
Alan gave his orders in his usual decisive manner.
"yes!"
After shouting "Yes", the knight turned around and left the tent of the formation to execute the order that Allen had just issued.
The knight had just left the tent, and a calm male voice that could not hear any emotion sounded in the corner of the tent of the tent:
"I really didn't expect that... that Ilsa actually successfully escaped back to Pandragorn."
"But it's a blessing in disguise. That Ilsa actually stayed in Pandragorn. Is she planning to live and die with Pandragorn?"
The owner of this calm male voice was Eber, the number one spy in the Frank Empire who had been around Alan since the attack on Pandragorn.
"How do I know what Ilsa is thinking?" Allen replied faintly.
"Well, that's right." Ebel nodded.
Then Eber's eyes glanced.
Looking at Allen with meaningful gaze.
Chapter completed!