Winter Veil holidays, old world, Britannia, Earl of Glamorgan, Lady in the Lake Tower.
Ryan, who was dressed in casual clothes, stood in front of the wooden table, looking at the map on the table. Sulia, who was wearing a red mink-collared elegant woolen coat and a black dress, held his arm and sat next to her. The female knight raised her eyebrows.
Holding on to her long black silk legs, she looked at the map with him: "The rebellion problem in the Gray Mountains should be easy to solve."
"There is no doubt that the problem of the Gray Mountains can be solved. The question is, what should we do next." Ryan frowned and raised his head: "Your Highness Morgiana, are you feeling better? Can you feel where the Holy Grail of the potion is?
What?"
"It should be within Musilon." Morgiana was sitting opposite. The Lake God Witch was wearing a pink and white translucent low-cut long skirt with graceful embroidered ribbons. A pair of small feet wrapped in flesh-colored stockings were exposed under the ankle-length skirt.
Wearing fish-mouth high heels, Morgiana lowered her head in embarrassment after hearing Ryan's question. It was a shame to be betrayed and plotted against by Manfred. She has not yet washed away this shame.
"Your territory needs a rest, Ryan, don't be anxious, we should be fully prepared. If you attack the Spire Palace now, it will be a full-scale war with Mousilon." The fairy in the lake sat in front of the fireplace baking a pie, today's lunch
It was steak and chicken and onion pie...and Ryan thought it should be pizza.
Today’s goddess is wearing a snow lotus tube top lady skirt with crystal lace. She is intellectual and graceful. The sleeves and skirt are embroidered with golden iris flowers, exuding light with her long golden hair. She is wearing a pair of simple cotton
slippers
, there is a pattern of a white cat on the slippers, and the delicate and small ankles are wrapped in white unicorn velvet pantyhose, gently shaking up and down. The goddess has indeed fulfilled her promise. Since Ryan likes it, she wears it for him.
That’s it.
"The issue of a full-scale war with Mousilon is secondary. In the battle of La Messner Abbey, my army's losses were limited. But the problem is that there is currently no duke in the entire kingdom who can support my military operations." Ryan
Frowning, he looked at Mu Xilong in the north and fell into thinking.
After a series of wars over the years, the Kingdom of Britannia has fallen into a state of exhaustion, and the number of knights has been depleted. In the north of the kingdom, the influence of Egil's Chaos Invasion has not disappeared until now. Lyonnais
The principality was even unable to leave the castle. The northern part of the principality was in ruins, and the southern nobles were busy with civil war. Aldreird, Duke of Lyonnais, was powerless to deal with the chaotic situation and drank too much all day long.
The Principality of Connet, the Principality of Le-Angoulan and the Chivalry Army had just defeated Mousilon and needed to rest. Both the Principalities of Gisoleaux and Montfort suffered heavy losses during Kemmler's invasion, and then
The knights of the Duke of Winford, who is my father-in-law's father-in-law, also need time to recover and rest. The Principality of Palavon has not yet recovered from the Battle of Helmgart.
Let’s not talk about the two principalities in the south. There is no duke in the Principality of Belion (Duke Theodoric is still in confinement) and the political situation is in chaos. It would be great if the Principality of Carcassonne can defend such a long border without seeking reinforcements.
.
In this case, starting a war is undoubtedly a stupid decision. Even if the Lake Fairy can issue an oracle to start a new chivalry war, Ryan must also consider the energy problem of the kingdom. The earl sighed: "Now we can only recuperate.
, at least a year, we will discuss the issue of sending troops in a year."
"Don't worry, my dear, father said that he will support us, it just takes time." Sulia took her husband's arm and motioned for him to sit down together. The female knight complained with some complaint: "Lian, sometimes you also
You should take care of the internal affairs of your territory and not leave everything to me."
Ryan smiled and hugged his wife and leaned on the sofa. Sulia took off her high heels and leaned in her husband's arms. The female knight thought for a moment and complained selectively: "Forget about other things, but immigration and
Although conflicts between locals are less, they still exist to some extent
, Dwarves and wood elves will almost come into conflict as soon as they meet. They each have their own laws. The wood elves have three carriages to carry their law books, while the dwarves have countless legal tablets. Every time they have a dispute, I
I get a headache just listening to the translation, and I'm not you."
Ryan laughed loudly. He is indeed extremely talented in language. He can not only speak fluent Elvish, but also fluent Dwarf, so he can communicate effortlessly, but Sulia cannot.
Ryan hugged his wife and held her lips steady: "You should separate them and stay far away."
"Besides, you also have to take care of Ms. Teresa and Ms. Veronica." Sulia complained softly. The female knight curled up her legs on the sofa, and Ryan gently touched and played with his wife's perfect pair.
The black stockings and beautiful feet: "What's wrong? Are they going against you?"
"Ms. Teresa and Ms. Veronica still respect me very much. The trouble lies with their apprentices. Those witch apprentices seem to be accustomed to using their own magic to help them complete their ideas. They often abuse magic around town.
, and then caused a conflict with the serfs, and once such a conflict occurred, the serfs were unwilling to offend the spell caster, causing them to swallow their anger, which could easily lead to big problems in the long run." Sulia said in a tangled voice.
"So how did you deal with it?" Ryan thought to himself that this was also a problem.
"I know that spell casters have privileges. I can only give verbal warnings and call Ms. Teresa and Ms. Veronica to let them handle it on their own. But you know, Veronica is better and will confine the apprentice, and
However, Ms. Theresa preferred to protect those witch apprentices. She also abused punishment. A serf hunter accidentally broke into her wizard tower and was killed on the spot by the witch apprentices using ice arrows. Ms. Theresa just treated it as useless.
Things happen.”
"Ha~ How are they so similar to those high elf wizard apprentices in the White Tower of Hoth in the Kingdom of Ulthuan Safrui?" The fairy in the lake sat not far away and smiled coquettishly. The goddess fiddled with the grill in her hand: "Those wizard apprentices
It's the same thing. After learning a few small spells, I always feel like I'm the great wizard of the White Tower. I can't wait to use them everywhere, often causing big trouble."
"This is the case for spellcasters. Lake God Prophets and Lake Goddesses also often have this problem." Morgiana took over the topic. Recently, Ryan has been stationed in the tower, and the Lake God Witch has naturally received a lot of nourishment.
She often took advantage of Sulia's time to practice swordsmanship and exercise in the morning, and her afternoon's time when Ryan was alone to deal with government affairs.
"So how did you deal with it? Didn't the turkey banquet at the Winter Veil Festival reach a conclusion?" Ryan also felt a headache. Privately, Teresa and Veronica were both her female courtiers, and they also
With the relationship, Yu Gong, the two witches' powerful magic power and perfect wizard training system will be of great help to the construction and development of the territory, not to mention the magic equipment and magic potions produced by Veronica's magic workshop.
"This was not discussed at the turkey banquet." Lidya Su shook her head. She adjusted her skirt so that Ryan could wipe it off, and then said with a slightly red face: "Anyway, Ryan, you must solve this problem."
"Well, I will call Teresa and Veronica to talk about this matter. Wizards must also be managed uniformly." Ryan nodded. Spellcasters are particularly susceptible to corruption because they are in contact with the wind of magic. He must
careful.
"It will definitely be difficult for those witch apprentices to marry in the future." Sulia said with a half-smile: "Those young apprentices are now women who have seen the world, how can they be willing to marry some ordinary knights errant in the future? Then
Or those hillbilly lords of Kislev?”
"Then what does this have to do with me?" Ryan complained: "Veronica put everything on me early on, and Theresa almost died twice because of me. If it weren't for these reasons
, I will not accept them either. Giving and giving are mutual. I only saw that the mentor found the human hero Ryan Malcador, and did not take into account how much their mentor paid?"
The conversation between Ryan and Sulia reached the ears of Morgiana and the Lake Fairy. Morgiana obviously thought of something. She clamped her legs and said nothing, while the Lake Fairy sneered at herself,
The goddess thought that she had invested everything in Ryan.
In the end, all the benefits went to Sulia. Although the three of them were great together, the fairy in the lake was still a little reluctant, but she could only accept it. After all, the attitude of Ryan's father was there.
"Don't be so harsh, they are more out of admiration for you." The gentle and virtuous female knight now spoke kindly to the witch apprentices: "Teenage girls always have a princess dream, especially
It's for the apprentice witches."
"Hahaha, you are right, Sulia, I am a little too... I shouldn't look at them with such colored glasses, but you know, I was born and grew up in Nord, and the people there are not simple and honest.
In this place, Nords have been at war with barbarian raiders from the northern wasteland all year round. The people there are extremely barbaric and careless, although the Nords are considered to be the ancestors of the old world.
"They are the most honest people in the world, but that's just because they are not good at lying. Poor people come from poor places~" Ryan smiled and said: "Since childhood, children who have awakened their magic talents have only two endings. They will be killed by the Imperial Academy of Wizards or Jialan."
Being taken away by the council or burned at the stake, I had to carefully cover up my psychic powers to avoid becoming a barbecue."
Hearing this, the Lake Fairy, the Lake God Witch and the female knight couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering.
After a while, the pizza was baked, and the fairy in the lake signaled that it was time for lunch.
"I wonder how Bertrand and the others are doing." Ryan tasted the craftsmanship of the Lake Fairy and the Lake Witch, and said casually: "I hope everything goes well."
"Yes, Ryan." Lidya Su smiled like a flower: "You have to believe in yourself."
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In the cold wind and ice and snow of the Winter Veil Festival, a group of dwarves and a group of human troops are marching here.
The dwarf army was led by Belegar, the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain. He had about 800 men, carrying five heavy cannons, and slowly advanced in the wilderness.
The human army is led by "Green Arrow" Sir Bertrand. He has about four hundred people, plus about a hundred Ugor horse archers. The expedition knight Kalad is also with them. He thinks he is necessary
Examine the extent of the damage done by Kemmler to the Duchy of Gisoleaux and help Duke Hagen solve the problem.
"We estimate that we still have one day's journey, King Belegar, where do you plan to rest?" Bertrand, who has been promoted, has now put on a beautiful set of green leaf scales, which are the creation of the wood elves. The knight tried his best to
He slowed down his words so that Belegar could understand his slightly accented low Gothic.
"Dwarves don't need to rest. Well... we will find a place to camp when it gets dark." Belle responded in a thick voice: "Or you can leave first, and we will follow immediately."
"No, we follow your arrangements." Sir Bertrand said cautiously.
The knight himself was suddenly a little angry, because the group of Ugor horse archers were singing, and his words were drowned in the singing.
"We Kislev will punish the entire world!"
"From the Linsk River to the east of the Claw Sea!"
"The whole old world will sing everywhere!"
"Capital, Vodka, our Ersun Bear!"
"All nations that stand here!"
"We have become one!"
"Bow deeply with gratitude!"
"From the toughest country in the old world!"
"Ula~Ula~"
The serfs whispered: "Strange Ugor people."
"This is not surprising. Ugor and Mrs. Kisler jointly formed the Kingdom of Kislev. This kingdom is the northernmost ordered country in the entire old world. They spent one hundred and sixty years and still failed.
Recovering from the torture of the Great Holy War, countless various factions in the territory
Such filthy creatures live in the no-man's land of Kislev, and no noble has the ability to expel these horrific creatures and barbarian tribes." Expedition Knight Kalad gave a brief introduction: "Until the last king (who claimed to be
Tsar) Boris Bokha, who led
He led all of Kislev's armies in the 'Great Cleansing Campaign' that lasted for more than twenty years. This battle cleansed the entire endless ice sheet of the Kislev Kingdom and a small part of the eastern forest, reorganizing many territories.
Returning to the embrace of the kingdom, as a price, when the purge battle is about to
When the victory was ushered in, Bokaha led a cavalry force across the Linsk River and encountered a Kurgan tribe who believed in chaos when they arrived at the troll country in the north. The Tsar died gloriously in that war.
He used his sacrifice to buy the short-lived peace now."
"He is an amazing person!" Belegar said loudly: "There are still people worthy of admiration among humans, including Ryan, and so does the king."
"Roar~" Everyone was still chatting. On the top of the gray mountain range not far away, there was suddenly a deafening roar of a dragon. A huge flying dragon roared and swooped down from the high mountain: "Hoar~ Roar!"