The clicking sound of the mechanical wall clock echoed in the office, followed by an unspeakable silence.
Zaro licked his dry lips and his voice was a little hoarse: "No problem, but we urgently need support. Many small tribes can no longer support themselves."
Karl calmly took out a document from the drawer and handed it to him.
Zaro was a little confused. After reading the document carefully, he was shocked and frowned.
He looked at Karl solemnly, his voice trembling: "Ghoul Duke Ernst Markus is going to hold the Gala of Gluttony in the hinterland of the plains and be promoted to the Archduke of Darkness?!"
Strictly speaking, this information is not top secret, at least the Nokman royal family has known it for a long time.
But the Kangao people don’t have any good information channels, so they really don’t know this.
They just felt that this ghoul rebellion was unusual, with many mid- to high-level ghouls appearing, but they didn't know what exactly happened.
"Marcus' promotion has received the support of the entire clan, and at least two ghoul archdukes will provide him with help.
Moreover, Prince Milo of the Black Wing Tribe and Grand Duke Luke of the Moon Wolf Tribe, who had escaped from Kasevia to Falorland, met with him, and Marcus seemed to have gained their support."
Karl's voice was thick and steady, and his gray eyes were filled with darkness.
Zha Luo's face suddenly turned pale when he heard this. For the Kangao people, this news was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
This is undoubtedly the prelude to a war. What's worse is that the battlefield is right in the center of the Pugeni Plain.
With the strength and foundation of the Kangao tribe, it is not a problem to deal with one or two grand dukes. After all, it is a tribe that has been inherited for thousands of years and has not been extinct. It still has two brushes.
But the current situation is that at least three archdukes and one prince will intervene in the battlefield, and there will also be no shortage of duke-level and marquis-level demons.
Ancestral spirits are spiritual bodies after all, and are actually not good at killing enemies head-on on the battlefield.
After all, spirits are known for their weird attacks and are suitable for assassinations and sneak attacks. Their bodies are fragile and their mental attacks are easily disturbed on the battlefield.
Zaro was under great pressure, and the tribe suddenly became in danger. His lips trembled a little: "Sir, what should we do?"
After hearing this, Karl took out another document and handed it to him.
After seeing it, Zaro's expression was gloomy. He sighed: "Is this really necessary? Many tribes have survived there for thousands of years, and it is difficult to leave their homeland. It will be very difficult for them to move out."
"That's your business. If you can't protect all the people, you must move some people to the surrounding areas of Diramo City." Karl said in a deep voice with sharp eyes.
"Okay, I understand." Zaro took a deep breath to calm down his unstable mood.
After the two discussed some related matters, Zaro stood up, bowed, and turned to leave.
He walked to the fragrant golden nanmu door, stretched out his big hand to hold the metal door handle, paused, and suddenly asked: "Sir, can we win?"
"Who dares to say for sure? You have to fight to know." Karl's deep gray eyes contained an edge and he said calmly.
Although he didn't get a definite answer, the other party's calmness still gave him some peace of mind.
Zarro no longer stayed, opened the door, said hello to the young deacon with purple hair and blue eyes outside the door, and left in a hurry.
He must immediately tell other clan leaders and several great witch doctors the information, and be prepared to relocate some of the population and prepare for war!
After watching him leave, the young deacon with two diamond-shaped badges on his shoulders walked into the office.
He stared at the joyless Karl behind the desk and said gently: "Director, don't you need to tell him the whole truth?"
"It's not necessary. The intensity and scale of the war have been clearly stated, and there will be no misjudgment in terms of strength.
As for the meaning behind it, they don't need to know." Karl's tone did not waver at all.
Of course, things this time are not that simple. To a certain extent, it is also a trial by the demon.
The ghouls want to increase the strength of the group, while the demons, vampires, and werewolves take this opportunity to measure the strength of humans after the Sixth Age.
Of course, there is no need to tell the Kangao people such things. They are not qualified to consider these issues. How can the ethnic group be preserved is what they need to think about.
The young deacon sighed leisurely, glanced at the portrait on the wall, and said in a mellow voice: "Nockman and St. Joan are too strong, and Cassevia and the Principality of Ron are too weak, so the demon is planning to give them
Farrowland stabbed him and saw how much blood would bleed."
Karl behind the desk smiled slightly, stretched his eyebrows, and moved the corners of his mouth and said: "Eddie, you can think so, I am very happy. In the eyes of the demon, Farolan is a beautiful virgin with some power.
When it happens, girls will struggle and resist, but this only makes them more excited."
Karl himself has a scary nickname, but in fact he did kill many demons and humans.
But usually he is not difficult to get along with and has a good temper. However, he does not like the Kangao people, so his attitude towards Zaro is lukewarm.
The deacon named Eddie stretched out his palm, stroked the short purple hair on his forehead, and smiled softly: "A woman's proper resistance will give a man more pleasure in conquering.
But I personally still like those older sisters who are considerate, their minds are even more intoxicating.
Karl shook his head, this guy is extremely talented, but he has a unique taste and likes wives.
In Eddie's own words, he enjoys expansion work, further digging tunnels, and is good at water control, whether it is water storage or flood discharge.
"Stop focusing on other people's wives, I'm afraid you've already knocked on the holy door." Karl glared at him, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Eddie sighed, with a disappointed look on his face. He opened his arms and said in an aria: "Sir Director, with all due respect, you really have no taste and don't know how to appreciate art.
As a singer, I personally like two sounds the most! The rain hitting the plantains - bang bang bang, and the enemy's wailing before death!
These two kinds of beautiful music, one is the sound of origin, eulogizing life, and the other is the overture of ending, foreshadowing death.
Only these two kinds of music, which cross the boundary between life and death, are the most exciting and make people feel moved and joyful from the heart..."
Karl snorted coldly and interrupted him directly: "Stop talking about these fancy things, is this the reason why you sleep with your colleague's wife?
Let me tell you, if you were not my nephew, I would have broken three of your legs long ago!"
Eddie spread his hands, feeling very aggrieved and said dissatisfiedly: "My good uncle, what qualifications do you have to criticize me? I heard that the eldest princess is having an affair with you. Are you taking advantage of the young grass?"
"I would like to kiss Fangze, but Sophie is no longer interested in men." Karl said calmly.
Eddie looked surprised: "Does she like women?"
"That's right." Karl replied simply.
"I haven't seen her recently. Am I mistaken? These are extraordinary times and everyone is very busy.
Why is she going? On vacation or just lazy?" Eddie said very dissatisfied.
Originally, the job of secretary to the director was not his, but Sophie's, so now he has no time to be a friend of women.
Karl's expression was a little strange. He put his hand to cover his forehead, feeling a headache: "Sophie has gone to Bu Shen City and has no time to come back for the time being."
"Why is she going to Bu Shen City?" Eddie was confused.
"What can I do? There was a fire in the backyard. She found out that the woman she was attracted to lived with a man, and she was very angry."
