After chatting about unrelated things, Crounpisi remembered what he was here for again and asked: "So, how do you plan to end the war with as little trouble as possible?"
Drautilon held her face, shook her legs, and remained silent, seeming a little confused about what to say.
After a while, she glanced away and said, "Actually, with the strength of your clan, if you are more serious, it will be easy to handle these things, right?"
"How to say?"
"You're not pretending, are you?" Drautilon looked a little unbelievable, "With your reputation, how can the human kingdom stand still?"
"Ah, that's what happened." Crounpis immediately covered her face. She loves to be lazy but is not an idiot——
In fact, Crounpis really has no intention of continuing to infiltrate the human kingdom to the west. She is laying the foundation for the future battle with Ainz Ooal Gown. She must leave a buffer zone and cannot allow this guild to be in her own territory.
Appear, come to a center to bloom.
If you want to ask whether the seemingly weak natives can be effective, the answer is better than nothing, but you can't ignore it. After all, Ainz Ooal Gown's number of minions below level 30 can be automatically refreshed for free every day.
It's the information that Cronpis remembered.
However, the human countries in the west may not think that Crounpis no longer has the intention to expand. After all, being able to penetrate half of the human countries so easily and subvert the beliefs and racial relations in these areas shows the fatigue of over-expansion.
No, do the remaining half of the human world think you can "eat enough" so easily?
Therefore, we must try our best to eliminate all the people related to the Crownpiss forces near our country to prevent them from being exploited in the future when we resist goblins - this is what everyone thinks.
Crownpis could only reiterate to Drodiron that she had no interest in infiltrating other human kingdoms.
Drautilon believes that her vision is different from that of humans who can only see their own nests. She sees the world from an outsider's perspective because she knows the severe situation that Titania has faced in recent years. The war has been going on for seven years.
The undead rebellion has been completely quelled, and it is still necessary to coordinate relations and deal with the aftermath with the surrounding affected countries. It is not surprising that this situation has not attracted much attention from the human kingdom.
Although the above guess is wrong, the conclusion is wrong.
Drotilon expressed that he "understood" Crownpith's "difficulties", and then said: "Actually, there are ways to slow down the war temporarily, just like the way I fought against the orcs before I gained strength.
"
"Oh, assassinate the enemy commander?"
"No," Drotilon shook his head, "Assassinate the Holy King of the Holy Kingdom."
"Holy King" is the name given to the king in the Holy Kingdom.
"If the Holy King dies before the successor is decided, there is a possibility that the country will temporarily fall into internal fighting due to the struggle for the throne and will not have time to fight against the demi-humans and elves. Although it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause." Drodiron.
After talking about it, I became weak.
But Crounpis's eyes suddenly lit up, and she continued to move forward, excitedly saying: "Is there any way to establish the Affinity Faction, which is kind to us, as a Holy King?"
Drautilon raised his head and was stunned for a while: "Ah, although it is unlikely... we need to investigate whether there are such people. The Holy Kingdom's belief in the four gods is generally very firm, and even compassionate humans cannot.
I would consider a race that has the possibility of eating humans as a friend. I’ll send someone to investigate. I’ll… leave for a while, okay?”
Crownpis felt that this request was inexplicable and that he was not her master (sometimes without realizing it), so he raised his chin and allowed her to leave.
"please."
Both the Holy Kingdom and the Theocracy are relatively good at faith-based magic, and are relatively good at dealing with spiritual and illusion magic. Even the Theocracy already has "advanced" things such as real-name household registration and ID cards, making it difficult for Alice from the lower ranks to sneak in.
Now, Crounpis plans to focus on high-level goblins to try to hunt down the mysterious high-level player. They have no plans to free up high-level combat power. Besides, it would be too much to deal with the human kingdom by sending out combat power above level 70.
"Will it take a long time?"
Drotilon, who was about to go out, turned back and said, "It's impossible to get the results right away."
There are never enough spies sent out by each country to arrest them. There is no need to send people from home to travel long distances and back to confirm a piece of information. It can take time to issue new orders and get the results.
"Then there's no need to worry. Come chat with me again?" Crownpis' words suddenly jumped, causing Drotilon to almost stumble and knock down the door.
"Nothing's wrong, I just want to introduce someone to you and ask if he's a member of your race."
"who?"
Crounpisi snapped her fingers, and the shadow under her feet expanded in a circle, and a round ball wrapped with black ribbons with red edges rose from it.
This thing has been completely attached to the shadow of Crounpith. It lacks magical support and does not have the combat power to cheat. However, the attribute of this black shadow is the imaginary space. It still has some uses based on the magic power of the shadow master.
——
The black ribbon can be used as a shield for defense or as a spear for attack. The defense and attack power depends on how much magic power Crounpis gives up. The space is not infinite, but it can still be decorated with things, including souls. Don’t ask for infinite
It's okay to eat souls and store seven. Last time, it exceeded the upper limit and lost the external blessing. It exploded on the spot.
In terms of storage, the imaginary space is not as useful as the "King's Treasure House" and the infinite backpack, but the latter two cannot store souls.
The black ribbons spread out, revealing the figure of Arturia, who was dressed in pitch black. She stood quietly, turning her head slightly to look at Drodiron, saying nothing and doing nothing - before the Master gave the order.
Drautilon was shocked by Arturia's temperament for a moment. Just looking at her standing, she felt that she had more of a dragon king's temperament than him. If it weren't for the door behind her, Drautilon thought she might
I couldn't help but take a step back.
"She...who is this?" Drotilon carefully chose her words.
"Classified as a type of high-level undead, Arturia Hedragon should have the blood of the red dragon. Whether as a king, a commander, or a knight, he has considerable abilities, right?"
Crownpis glanced at Arturia.
"Ah." The blackened Artoria merely responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, neither modest nor arrogant, only the simplest affirmation.
"Could it be..." Drotilon had a bad premonition. If the same race had enough strength, then judging from the name and position of the Dragon Kingdom——
"Ah, don't get me wrong." Crounpis suddenly thought of it and raised his hand with a smile, "I have no intention of letting her replace you..."