If the noble council issues an order in advance for emergency mobilization and expands the number of troops to 15,000, it may be possible to unite and hold on.

But now, I'm not even sure whether this battle can be fought."

When she said these words, Marilyn's tone was filled with naked and undisguised disappointment.

"Damn! This is really bad news."

Hared III couldn't help but curse in a low voice. It was as if his whole body had been drained of strength in an instant and he slumped back on the chair, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Marilyn also smiled bitterly and agreed: "Yes, it is indeed terrible news.

The only hope now is to meet with Laoantha Hilendia and Sylvanus Moonfall, Count of Wix Targett, and persuade the ruler of Mylatmar to let him join us. This side, then turn around and attack Shane VII.

If it fails, the richest area of ​​the kingdom near the west coast will fall instantly.

And we can only go to the interior of the east to persuade the remaining nobles to unite and form a coalition for a final desperate fight.

To be honest, I'm starting to regret a little bit now that I persuaded you to come back from Elminster."

"Don't say that.

I chose to come back because I wanted to do something for my hometown.

In addition, haven’t we been doing very well in the past few years?

But who would have thought that Xia En VII, who had disappeared for so many years, would suddenly come back to power.

Not only did he kill the powerful blue dragon king Aiweike Lazaglan, but he also unified the Kalingshan in a short time and marched to Tethyr in the north.

If only we could be given another ten years...

No!

Maybe five years is enough!

We can then unite the divided Tethyr to resist his invasion."

There was obviously strong unwillingness and resentment in Harid III's tone.

After all, since returning to Tethyr in DR1351, he has been fighting for the goal of ending the civil war and unifying the country for more than ten years.

But when it was about to succeed, it was suddenly interfered by external forces, and all the efforts and hard work were seen to be in vain, which no one could accept.

How many decades can we have in our life?

And he was still in his prime of mind, when he was the most mature and energetic.

Of course Marilyn knew how her friend was feeling at this moment, and said in a slightly helpless tone: "Since the end of the turbulent years, the world is changing at a speed beyond our understanding.

Whether it's the restoration of Shane VII in the south or what's happening in Amn, Baldur's Gate and West Heartland in the north, they all make me feel like I'm in another world.

Sometimes I really feel that I am getting older and not suitable for continuing this wandering and adventurous life.

By the way, does Elminster have any suggestions for the current situation?

I know you and he have been exchanging letters."

Harid III held his forehead and asked: "Are you sure you want to hear this? The information given by him and the Harper Alliance is not objective. In other words, the enemy we have to face is not just Shane VII."

"What?!"

Marilyn suddenly sat up from her chair, with a horrified expression on her face.

You must know that being a Xia En VII has already made her feel physically and mentally exhausted, and even gave rise to a pessimistic mood that no matter how hard she struggled, the final result would inevitably be failure.

But Hared III was not aware of this at all, and explained to himself: "According to the latest information given by Elminster, the drastic changes that have occurred on the entire west coast of Faerun in recent years are actually related to one person.

It’s about people.

This man is Soth, the chosen one by Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and the goddess of magic. He controls the water from the Sword Coast to the Sword Sea, and is the master of Luskan and the Nelanthel Islands.

Of course, Amn may also be added over time, as well as the vast land from Baldur's Gate to the Dragon Coast.

Even the military action of Shane VII to unify Kalinshan and Tethyr was ultimately intended to allow him to legally annex Tethyr and Kalinshan through marriage and establish a huge west coast empire.

Do you still remember the half-elf girl Aisha who was appointed as the crown prince?

She is the future queen of the Xia En Empire, and she is also a tool for marriage."

"Damn it! According to you, aren't we surrounded from all sides? Then what's the point of resisting?" Marilyn clenched her fists and asked.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either.

Anyway, Elminster said we can't just let the other side succeed easily.

We must find ways to undermine the birth of this huge empire.

What's more, Tessel is our hometown.

If we don't work hard to maintain its existence, who else will be willing to bleed for it?

I hope Laoantha Hilendia and Sylvanus Moonfall can bring back good news."

After saying this, Hared III ignored the other party and poured himself another glass of strong wine, hoping to use alcohol to numb his nerves and vent his frustration at the same time.

……

At the same time, on the main road more than a hundred kilometers away from Zazespur, Count Wicks Targett was meeting with the other two members of the "Tessel Eight" adventure group.
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Among them, the male elf carrying a bow and arrows knew without asking that he was Sylvanus Moonfall.

The other human woman is Marilyn's good friend-Lao Antha Hilendia.

Without any nonsense, the two expressed their intentions for the trip as soon as they met, and tried to awaken the "conscience" and "sense of justice" of this powerful nobleman, so that he could turn his guns and speak to the outside world.<

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I have to say that they are very courageous and very courageous.

Apart from being a little brainless, everything else is fine.

Count Wicks Targett didn't even know how to describe his mood at the moment. He raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes and asked: "So you came all the way here just to persuade me to defect in battle with empty words?<

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No benefits or commitments, and no authorization from the Noble Council?

Are you too stupid and arrogant, or do you think I am a fool?

Or are you very confident in your eloquence?"

Instantly!

Sylvanus and Lao Antha were both dumbfounded.

They never expected that after saying something that almost moved them, they would have such a result.

Lao Antha couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty Earl! Don't you have any sense of identity as a noble of the Kingdom of Tethyr? Don't you realize that you should fight for glory?"

"Fight for glory?

Hahahaha!

Can you please stop making me laugh?

As long as the nobles of Tethyr still have a little bit of glory, they will not fall into decades of turmoil and civil war.

In fact, all the nobles and clans with a real sense of honor had already died when old Akaba Shane took control of the country.

Today's nobles, without exception, are the descendants of those who prostrated themselves on the ground and swore allegiance to the Shane Empire.

Therefore, taking the initiative to offer loyalty and fight for His Majesty Xia En VII like me is the only way to end the civil strife."

Earl Wicks Targett refuted the two visitors from the source without mercy, and choked the other party until he could not speak for a long time.

After all, the history of the Sharn Empire is much longer than that of the independent Kingdom of Tethyr.

Among them, Shane VII and his descendants have the blood of the oldest Tethyr royal family, the Isar family, and their legitimacy is absolutely unquestionable.

After a long silence, the elf Sylvanus took a deep breath and asked, "So you have made up your mind to be loyal to Shah En VII?"

Earl Weeks Targett nodded without hesitation: "Yes! No matter who you represent or what your intentions are, I can tell you that no one can stop the army of His Majesty Shane VII. Now.

Go away and disappear from my eyes."

The moment these words were blurted out, the elf Sylvanus suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from his sleeve without any warning and rushed straight towards the army commander in front of him.

It is not difficult to see from that crazy posture that he is planning to directly assassinate Wicks Targett in order to trigger civil strife in this army.

But just when this guy thought he was about to succeed, he suddenly saw a black shadow appear out of thin air.

The next second...

The elf lost consciousness in an instant, and his body fell directly to the ground on his back. Then he quickly rotted and disintegrated, and finally turned into a set of white bones.

"Sylvanus!"

Lao Ansha shouted the names of her companions in horror.

But just half a second later, she also lost consciousness instantly, and her body fell to the ground and quickly rotted and decomposed, leaving only a pile of white bones.

Just by looking at the almost bizarre way of death, we can tell that the souls of these two guys were forcibly captured.
To be continued...