After taking off his armor and changing into a simple military uniform, Iroth and Fiona feasted in the restaurant. This time, they went out to investigate for nearly half a month. They could only swallow jerky and compressed bread in snow water every day, and their mouths were almost fading out of their birds.

The chefs in the Dagong official residence are very skilled and are not as fine as those in the southern empire, but they are better than those in the taste and are full of food.

In an instant, Iroth killed a whole roasted lamb hind legs, two farmers roasted chicken, two dozen egg tarts, a large portion of vegetable salad and three portions of pudding. The two maids serving the restaurant were no longer surprised by this way of eating that swept the clouds.

They knew that the stronger the person, the greater the appetite. As a sanctuary, Gloss's appetite was even more famous in the Charles Corps. Of course, what these maids didn't know was that the casters' appetite was generally very small, which was related to the fact that the casters' general physical weakness and lack of physical strength.

After eating, Iroth drank the recovery potion that Fiona had brought from Grand Duke Gloss' room and felt a comfortable stream of heat passing from his throat to his stomach, and then spread from his stomach to his limbs and bones. The internal organs that were originally a little painful immediately became soothing, and the whole person became much more relaxed. It seemed that this alchemy potion worth 200 Jin Jialong was really useful, and he should think about preparing some.

Iroth was thinking to himself, and a sharp wind came to the back of the head. Iroth was about to fight back. When he sensed Fiona, he did not resist. Fiona slapped Iroth on the back of the head, staggered him, and said without any embarrassment: "What are you thinking, so fascinated?"

Iroth couldn't help but say angrily: "I'm thinking about telling my father not to take you to Vardenhof, for fear that you can't contain your troublesome nature in the capital."

"Dare you dare? See if I hit you or not, no matter how strong you are than me, I can still beat you. Moreover, only I can beat you in this world, no one else can do it!" Fiona said domineeringly.

She knew that Elose was not angry. Fiona had bullied Elose since she was a child, and she had become accustomed to it. Elose could not care about her. On the contrary, she had to coax Fiona, afraid that she would be angry. What's more, Fiona had a different feeling for Elose.

"Okay, okay, I'll accept you." Iroth raised his hands to surrender. "This time my father took us to Wadenhof not only for orcs, but also for the sale of war horses and weapons. Most importantly, our Abrex Empire is going to negotiate with the southern Hilli Empire and the Batonian Empire, striving to reach an agreement to jointly fight the gradual erosion of the Holy Empire."

"What does Abrex or our Charles have to pay?" Although Fiona is careless and has a big nerve on weekdays, she has grasped the key points in her inherited keen political genes from the Gloss family.

"Smart!" Iroth said approvingly. "I don't know the strategic decisions of the empire, but what we, Shire, have to pay is to open up the trade of Sharma and weapons, as well as the Mithril mine."

"This group of selfish ghosts from the south want a lot! For thousands of years, we have restricted the transaction of these strategic materials and even issued strict laws. Why has it changed immediately now?" Fiona asked in confusion.

Iroth is no longer relaxing and said worriedly: "Even without the orcs' incident, we will face a great disaster. The holy empire in the south has risen too fast, and the crazy beliefs of their believers have spread to the southern countries, especially under the leadership of the Pope St. Aivalist I. The crazy expansion of the holy empire has touched the bottom line of the Shirry Empire and the Batonian Empire. A considerable proportion of the people in these two empires have begun to believe in the Holy Church.

The God of Light, the Batonian Empire is better. After all, they are a country of knights and generally believe in fairies in the lake. But the Hilli Empire is now in a state of trouble. The empire is catching people who believe in the God of Light. The Holy Empire is grasping this excuse and preparing war on the borders of the two countries. War can break out at any time. The Hilli Empire is afraid that it will not be able to resist the troops of the Holy Empire. This cannot be led by the Hilli Empire, and wants to tie Abrex and Bartonian to his chariot."

Fiona said thoughtfully: "Then we are facing the crisis of orcs going south again in recent years. We who could have been out of the matter may also be tied up to the chariot against the Holy Empire."

"Yes, the situation is not optimistic. Fortunately, the orcs are not ready for a while, and they should not go south in a short time. The masters of the empires are not just for the sake of corpses. They should understand the truth that their lips are dead and their teeth are cold. If we cannot resist the orcs, then the southern countries will not be able to resist. By then, the three empires will fall. Can the pope of the Holy Empire still expect to convert the orcs to the God of Light?"

Then the two chatted for a while, and Fiona took the opportunity to touch Iroth's cheek, took advantage of it, and asked Iroth to go back to her room to rest.

Iroth hasn't been sleeping seriously for nearly half a month. This time, he slept in the dark. When he woke up, it was already the next evening.

After getting up, the maid who was wearing armor in Iroth said, "Master Iroth, please tell me to see you off at the cemetery of Glory at 8 o'clock tonight. Dinner is ready for you, Miss Fiona is waiting for you."

Iroth nodded, put on his armor, and after dinner, Iroth rode grapes and Fiona to the cemetery of Glory, where soldiers who had sacrificed for thousands of years had been buried to resist orcs. Glos's great masters were also buried here, and all soldiers were proud to be buried in the cemetery of Glory.

There were about 500 Knights of Silver Hand in the Cemetery of Glory, and the rest of the Knights were stationed and other missions and could not come, and it was impossible to all of them. After all, the feelings of comrades are not only revealed on the surface, but more importantly, they are remembered in their hearts.

When the Silver Hands Knights stopped and saluted to them when they saw Iroth and Fiona. Iroth returned them one by one.

The reason why the Silver Hand Knights respect Fiona is entirely because as the only daughter of the Grand Duke, she is the first heir and has good strength, which is enough to make Silver Hand loyal to follow her.

The reason why Iroth was transcendent in the Knights of Silver Hands was not because he was the adopted son of Grand Duke Glos. On the contrary, the identity of the adopted son was embarrassing. Although Grand Duke Glos treated Iroth and Fiona equally, it was criticized after all. If there was no match for strength, in the hands of Silver, the identity of the adopted son would only be a shackle and a laughing stock, although it was also noble enough.

Iros is extremely strong among the younger generation and has extremely high talent. He was promoted to the Golden Level at the age of only 18. After two years of hardening, he is now a half-step holy realm. Such talent is really rare in the world and is also a first-class existence in the Torrel Continent.

In the hands of Silver, there is a legendary existence, a former deputy leader, now the nominal chief instructor, and also the mentor of Iroth.

There are four powerful men in the Holy Land, namely Grand Duke Gloss and three other deputy commanders.

The ten people in the Golden Level are the captains of the ten brigades of the Silver Hand, and Qi Yiluo is also one of them.

There are about fifty people in the Silver Level, and they are the squadron leaders of the 50 squadrons of the Silver Hand, and Fiona is one of them.

There are 500 people in the bronze stairs, all of whom are the captains of 500 squads.

The remaining Silver Hand Knights have the lowest strength and are also of mid-level knights, with an average combat power of around high-level knights.

This power is extremely terrifying for the Knights alone. The Knights of Silver Hand can destroy all the military forces of a small country.

As the youngest captain in the history of the Knights of the Silver Hands, Iroth is also the closest to the Holy Land. This is not only the strength of the fighting spirit, but also the terrifying fighting talent of Iroth is also terrifying. Even his mentor, a legendary strong man, praised it.

When they fought with the orc Frost Wolf clan, their strength was relatively close, and they were both at the peak of the Golden Level. They were basically just a short shot to advance to the Holy Realm. However, during the battle, Kagus was suppressed and beaten by Iroth. In the end, they were not allowed to use themselves as bait to limit Iroth's offensive at the cost of heavy damage, which caused some minor trouble to him. If it weren't for the wolf riding of the wolf rider of Kagus's subordinates, I was afraid that Kagus' head would have become a spoil, and would have been made into specimens and stored in the spoils room of the Gloss family.

At 7:3, Grand Duke Gloss came to the Glory Cemetery accompanied by three deputy commanders. At this time, all the Silver Hand Knights stood in a row with grief, waiting for the beginning of the military funeral ceremony.

At about eight o'clock, as the passionate military horn sounded, more than thirty coffins were carried and escorted to the tomb chamber under the Glory Cemetery by the Silver Hand Knights. The coffin was also covered with military flags with double-headed lions and silver roses.

All the Silver Hand Knights present took off their helmets, held them with their left hand, and held their right hand with their rifles, lowered their heads and said goodbye to their departing comrades.

Subsequently, a group of soldiers escorted more than ten orcs, women and children captured. These orcs, women and children experienced severe punishments and did not reveal any useful information. This time, they were to sacrifice the spirits of the dead knights in heaven at the funeral.

These orcs, women and children all had a weak form and seemed to have suffered a lot of crimes, but there were still a few young orcs who kept shouting and scolding. The soldiers who escorted the orcs ignored them and beheaded the orcs directly, and then they calmed down.

None of the soldiers present felt sympathy because these orcs were just women and children, because they understood that their hearts would be different if they were not my race.

When the military trumpets ceased and the military funeral ceremony ended, Grand Duke Gloss shouted to the face of the Silver Hand Knights present: "Knights, the Abrex Empire is proud of having knights like you. For the sake of the empire, we will die gloriously and go to justice generously is the duty of our knights and the meaning of our existence. Today, I am proud of you. It is your existence that the foundation of the empire is solid, and the people of the Charles are protected from the invasion of war. Now, let us see off for the sacrificed brothers."

Grand Duke Glos drew his sword, pointed straight at Yunxiao, and roared: "Charge!"

All the Silver Hand Knights raised their rifles, and towering waves surged in their chests, shouting loudly: "Charge!"

The sound of "charge" full of murderous aura spread far away, and countless murderous auras seemed to gather into a giant dragon and break through the sky. The moon, which has been covered by dark clouds, also broke through the shackles and became brighter.

The next day, Grand Duke Gloss, Iroth, Fiona and a deputy commander of the Silver Hand stood under the south gate leading to the Charles Territory.

At this moment, three hundred Shar horses and two hundred chariots of weapons, armor and ore, and two luxurious carriages were ready to go. The escorted team consisted of five hundred Silver Hand Knights, five hundred heavy soldiers of the Storm Legion, three hundred rangers, five hundred archers, and five hundred light infantry, among which more than three hundred servants and entourages were.

Looking at the transport team of more than 2,000 people, the people in the Storm Fortress cheered, and girls and children kept throwing flowers. These people volunteered to send off Grand Duke Gloss and this army.

Because the Gloss family ruled the Charles for thousands of years and had never done anything to donate miscellaneous taxes and oppress the people. On the contrary, they used the Charles' tax after-tax and the income from selling arms and ore to change the people's livelihood. Although it was impossible to achieve the excellent life of every household, at least no one was starved to death.

On this continent with extremely low productivity, it is much better than the cruel rulers who generally regard the people as cattle and sheep in the southern countries.

Grand Duke Gloss looked at the transportation team that stretched for several miles and couldn't help but sigh, thinking that it was a long time ago that he had been to Wadenhof last time.

"Departure" Grand Duke Gloss was full of enthusiasm.

"Target"

"Wardenhof"
Chapter completed!