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the next day.
"Your Majesty, no, the east side army has lost contact!" A soldier came to report in fear and hurriedly.
"What happened, make it clear!" Nero, who was sorting out his equipment, became serious in an instant and asked urgently.
"Since yesterday evening, the soldiers in charge of contact have never come back!" The soldier gasped and started his report again.
"What happened?" Lawrence walked out of his tent. "Just I heard something that seemed to be the East Army?"
"The East Side Army seems to have lost contact now, and I don't know the specific situation." Nero frowned and shook his head.
"...I'll go and ask the Lord." Lawrence felt something was wrong.
Seeing Lawrence leave, Nero asked the contacts again: "What about the West Army?"
"The West Side Army, Tufangsan, Lubu and Spartacus, have wiped out the enemy troops and are currently heading towards the local capital!"
"Master, are you awake?" Lawrence asked into the camp.
"Is it Miss Lawrence? I'm wearing clothes." Fujimaru Rika's voice came from the camp, "Is there anything wrong?"
"I'll just say it outside. I want you to feel the contract status of Budica, Camilla and Simonetta." Lawrence stood at the door, his voice with some anxiety. "The soldiers who just in charge of contact brought news, the east side army lost contact, and the situation is unknown now."
"Oh? I, I understand."
The rustling sound in the account disappeared, and the tent became quiet.
"There is no problem with the contract, and the situation of the three of them has not changed."
"Is this true...I understand." Lawrence thought.
Lawrence left the tent of Fujimaru Rika.
"What news did you get, Mr. Lawrence?" Nero looked at Lawrence, who was walking over and was thinking about something, and asked in confusion.
"The contract between the Lord and the three did not break, and they didn't even feel weak. The three servants should be very healthy." Lawrence reported truthfully.
"... Then why did you lose contact?" Nero couldn't understand.
"Everything must be judged by the real thing. I'll take a look." Lawrence smashed his mouth, "There is insufficient information now. In addition to the two [Emperors], whether there is other combat power on the other side is also a question."
"...No, I might have thought of something." Lawrence's eyes lit up suddenly.
"Master." She looked at Fujimaru Rika who had just walked out of the tent.
"Please tell me, Miss Lawrence." Fujimaru Rika looked serious.
She knows what is happening right now.
"Let me go to the east team to investigate, and after confirming the situation, I will return immediately."
"I understand, pay attention to safety." Without hesitation, Lika knew that Lawrence was the most stable one in his team, and what she did was definitely thought out.
"His Majesty Nero, before I return, please stop moving and send another team of people to inform the West Army. Please tell them not to advance towards the enemy's capital for the time being, everything...wait for my news."
"...I understand, please go to Mr. Lawrence, be sure to pay attention to safety." Nero nodded seriously.
Lawrence's magic surged under her feet, and a pair of roller skates appeared on the soles of her feet.
Lawrence, slide to the east.
......
Zuocun stood on the city wall and looked down with a solemn face.
"Have you not come yet..." he murmured.
Swish-
A figure in white appeared beside him.
Zuomura breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you so slow?"
"The place we were exploring in the end is a bit far away from here." Jing Ke frowned, "Have you found anything there?"
Zuocun shook his head: "Nothing is found, what about you?"
Jing Ke also shook his head.
"In other words... the hostile servant [Emperor] can only stay in the palace in the center..." Zuocun looked at the gorgeous palace in the center of the city and left a drop of cold sweat.
"I just went to the surroundings of that palace to explore, what do you mean..."
"Many magic restrictions...the enemy probably has a powerful magician." Zuocun sighed, "This is also the price of the enemy not moving. I am confident that the caster named Lawrence in our team can set up a more powerful position than this, but..."
"Anyway, it seems that the two of us can't compete here." Jing Ke curled his lips.
Zuocun took out a scroll from his chest: "It's okay, I've recorded the map of this city. When that time... the attack will be easier."
"I have a skill, I look like a very powerful assassin." Jing Ke put an admiring look at Zuocun.
"What is required for assassination is never technology, but meticulous plan, and courage to not panic at the last moment. I have always believed in this." Zuocun smiled.
Jing Ke's expression froze.
"That guy..."
"Let's go back first. I don't know where the Lord and the others are now marching." Zuocun said, jumping up from the city wall.
Jing Ke sighed and his figure disappeared.
......
Lawrence had arrived on the east side of the army's route.
"This is..." She looked at all this with a serious expression.
All the soldiers, a total of two thousand soldiers, fell to the ground.
"Are you dead... not right?" Lawrence leaned down and observed the soldiers.
All the soldiers had the breath of magic left.
"Massive spiritual shock magic..."
Lawrence identified what methods the enemy had used.
"Is it intentional..."
She thought for a moment and pressed her hands on one of the soldiers' heads.
"Although it's a bit rough, but now I'm sorry, it will hurt a little to get a quick look at the situation."
"Uh--"
As Lawrence performed his magic, a violent scream came from the soldier's mouth.
Lawrence let go of his hands and looked at the soldier.
The soldier regained consciousness and looked at Lawrence: "Ah? What happened-ah, my head..."
"Tell me what happened here. I came here with His Majesty Nero's will." Lawrence asked directly.
"Ah, you are that Lawrence Crown...I get it."
The soldier told Lawrence all the time about the incident.
"So that's it... If you want to rescue the three riders, go to the fortress where they are..."
"................ they hold some purpose... to let us pass."
"But not killing these soldiers... is releasing goodwill?"
Lawrence thought.
Roller skates appeared on his feet again, and Lawrence began his return journey.
Chapter completed!
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