typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

133 Golden Alliance Army

At this time, Garen felt that most of the discomfort in his body had dissipated.

With this kind of body shape, you can eat quite happily and enjoy delicious food.

After using the transformation technique to transform his body into the shape of a small dragon, Garen enjoyed his meal at the banquet.

Food plates the size of dining tables were delivered to him like water, and then they were quickly cleared away by him.

Within its small body, it seems like there is a furnace stomach capable of melting everything.

No matter how much food entered Gallon's mouth, it was like water flowing into the river and sea, disappearing in an instant, leaving only a few splashes and ripples.

After eating a lot of meat, he poured tons of drinks in large cups into his mouth. Garen narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly admired the beauty of the food at the banquet.

The food that the chef carefully prepares is much more fragrant than the food that he casually grills with flames.

Moreover, what the Duke of Thorns prepared for Garen was basically a magical creature with magical power. There were few ordinary beasts. The flesh and blood of the magical creatures had been washed and baptized by elemental energy, and then carefully cooked. The taste after entering the mouth was really a kind of enjoyment.

.

Garen ignored the glances from around him that were secretly looking at him, and focused on cooking.

Time passed slowly, and two hours flew by.

Almost everyone at the banquet had stopped eating and gathered together in twos and threes to chat, either about cooperation or the current changes in the situation between the principalities.

The initial high regard for Gallon gradually decreased a lot as time went by.

After all, he had been cooking continuously for more than two hours, and he was not listening to what was going on outside the window. There was nothing interesting to see.

The kitchen in the inner city is still very busy.

Fresh, freshly slaughtered meat ingredients are delivered by dedicated personnel, processed by dedicated personnel, and finally handed over to chefs for cooking in various ways... It's like a precise assembly line.

In order to let Garen eat to his heart's content, the Grand Duke of Thorns worked hard.

Almost all of the more famous chefs in the Mosha Principality were gathered together under his orders to prepare delicacies with different flavors for Gallon.

After another ten minutes passed, Galen's eating speed finally slowed down.

call...........

He let out a long breath, stroked his belly with the dragon's claws a few times, narrowed his eyes slightly with satisfaction, and his body returned to its normal shape at the same time.

Seeing this, the Duke of Thorns, who was talking to a middle-aged man wearing a narrow-sleeved black robe, moved his eyes slightly, ended the conversation, led the middle-aged man to Gallon, and then said with a smile on his face: "What do you think of these foods?"

Are you still satisfied?"

Garen nodded.

"Yes, you did it quite carefully."

The Grand Duke of Thorns looked happy and said, "It would be great if you are satisfied."

After a pause, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Gallon, and said slowly: "Please allow me to introduce to you, this is Matthew Ronald, from Albany.

Duke Wa is a respected high-ranking spellcaster of the school of change."

Before the introduction by the Grand Duke of Thorns, Garen's eyes had already fallen on the middle-aged man with a rather skinny face and figure.

Of all the guests attending this banquet, the one with the strongest strength and the strongest aura surrounding him was this person.

Garen had noticed him before, but didn't pay much attention.

In the past, he would have been a little more wary of high-ranking spellcasters.

But now...he really doesn't pay much attention to it.

"Your use of transfiguration is superb."

Matthew smiled lightly and praised Garen.

But although it was a compliment, Garen could feel that he was obviously just being polite.

He didn't go into details. He looked at Matthew for a few times and then said calmly: "I don't like politeness. If you have something to say, just tell it frankly."

Matthew's face turned slightly stiff.

As a high-ranking spellcaster, he is almost always a highly respected figure wherever he goes, and he rarely encounters cold treatment.

Even the lord of the principality like the Grand Duke of Thorns is polite and outwardly respectful when facing high-ranking spellcasters.

Throughout the Noah continent, high-ranking mages are highly respected existences.

However, in front of a mysterious true dragon that can easily subdue an adult red dragon, he, a high-ranking mage, is really not enough.

Matthew understood this, so he adjusted his mood in the blink of an eye, still with a smile on his face, and said: "Okay, since Lord Zhenlong said so, then I won't be hypocritical and polite."

His voice paused slightly, he stared at Garen and said solemnly: "On behalf of the Principality of Alva, I ask you to help the Golden Alliance Army fight."

"This war between human countries is coming to an end. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, I hope you can lend a helping hand."

"Of course, we won't let you do it in vain."

"Whether it's gold coins, gems, spell scrolls, or magic props, as long as you agree, I can give them to you."

Garen glanced at the Duke of Thorns lightly.

The Grand Duke of Thorns was frightened in his heart and hurriedly explained: "The Timo royal family is incompetent. Under the rule of those vampires, the people of all countries have already been filled with complaints and raised the flag of rebellion a year ago."

"The Principality of Alva is the core of the main force resisting the Royal Family of Timo. It has jointly formed the Golden Alliance Army with other like-minded principalities and is advancing southward, gradually approaching the capital of Timo."

"........................"

"It is only a matter of time before the Principality of Alva replaces Timo."

Listening to the story of the Grand Duke of Thorns, Garen gradually understood the situation in the south.

This war, which has lasted for more than a year, is now coming to an end.

The principalities that coveted the Kingdom of Timo originally fought on their own, but as time went by, they gradually became one. Under the leadership of the Principality of Alva, they won the war all the way. The Golden Alliance Army now formed has entered the Great Basin of Pakistan.

plain.

If the Golden Alliance Army attacks the defenders of the Bakji Plain again, the capital of the Kingdom of Timo will be just a few dozen miles behind them.

Pushed all the way to the Bakki Plains, the Kingdom of Timo has shown its decline. Some principalities that originally firmly supported the Royal Family of Timo turned to the Golden Alliance Army in the hope of carving up some of the fruits of victory in the future to offset the damage caused by the war.

Consumption.

As for the Principality of Mosha, half a year ago, before the Golden Alliance Army was successfully formed, it lost three high-ranking mages due to the war with the Principality of Walker, causing the country to weaken and become a weak country.

Under the pressing pressure of the Alva Principality, if it had not been protected by Garon, the Mosha Principality would most likely become its vassal in the near future.

There has never been a human empire that unified the entire south in Noah's continent.

The Kingdom of Timo has been the strongest country for thousands of years. It accepts the enshrinement of the principality and has the protection of legendary mages in every generation.

But as time went by, the Kingdom of Timo got used to the comfortable life of accepting offerings, and the royal family and nobles gradually became decadent and indulged in pleasure. As a result, the once vibrant kingdom was now like a giant beast in its twilight, dying of age.

In particular, a few years ago, the chief mage of the Kingdom of Timo, a legendary spellcaster, died at the end of his life, and the whole country mourned in silence.

There is not even a nine-ring archmage in the entire kingdom, and no one can take over the position of chief mage.

As a result, the various principalities who no longer wanted to be subordinate to others were ready to make moves, and could no longer restrain their ambitions. They first stopped offering sacrifices, and then deliberately provoked small conflicts to test the attitude of the Kingdom of Timo.

****

(


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next