When Charles II was excited about his great cause, the atmosphere in Hollier was obviously much deserted.

The Imperial City in mid-April has begun to fully enter spring, but the northwest city of Hollier is obviously slower. It is not as constant temperature barrier as Elson City. After a few spring rains, the roads in the city are muddy and dirty, and the temperature almost fell back to zero due to the cold air. There is no one in the streets and alleys during the day. Only the smoke rising from the chimneys seems to prove that the city is still "alive".

Compared with the poor civilians and farmers, the nobles naturally had much better life, but the entertainment methods in this era were limited. In addition to hunting, they prefer to find a reason to drink happily in a warm room. At this time, the younger generation of young nobles in the city gathered in the Earl's mansion to chat and laugh loudly - all the young people in their teens and twenties were present, and the theme often developed in an ambiguous direction. When singing and dancing, those who were in love could not wait to go to the room upstairs to release their energy. Such things were naturally no one criticized them when they were closed. However, compared with the past, several nobles who understood the situation a little clearly were in a bad mood.

"I heard that the recruitment order will be issued in a few days?"

The banquet hall on the first floor is a place for people to dance. When they are tired, they will find a table next to them to sit around and drink and chat. At this time, the person who is speaking is the son of a viscount. He is only nineteen years old and is still full of fantasy and even expectation for "war", so this is vaguely excited.

"Nurak, what do you think is a good thing to fight? You don't know how many nobles have died in Everta in the past two years? The lords in the east are even more miserable, and the entire territory has been slaughtered."

Bags, holding the wine, glanced at him and shook his head: "And if you want to fight now, how should I fight? Iversa's area and population are only a quarter of the royal family's power. Do you really think you can beat it?"

He was 25 years old this year. His father Baron Rosta was seriously injured in the war against orcs last year. Although he has recovered a lot, he obviously cannot fight again in his life. Therefore, if he really recruited, Bags would have to go on horseback to join the army instead of his father and go to the front line to fight. It is precisely because he knows a lot about military affairs that he is not as blindly optimistic as Nurak, but is completely pessimistic - of course, the main reason is that he does not want to risk his life to fight.

"What are you saying? War is not simply comparing the number of people. How many orcs were rushing into the eastern territory last year? The territory of dozens or millions of people was ravaged by orcs without any resistance. In the end, it was only voluntarily retreating to the army to retain the face of the royal family. Otherwise, what would Charles II do?"

The person who interrupted was the little John, who had an ordinary name and his family background was not very wealthy, but because he had always been the "well-informed" one in the circle, he was able to get along with this group of young nobles with higher status.

"Orcs are orcs, different from humans. My father has faced them, so I know very well how big the gap between us ordinary people and orcs is."

Bags is the leader of a small group, so he is not polite. He made a random chopping action and said to John: "If the orcs just chop them up, you will end up wearing armor and not wearing armor. Do you understand? So don't think it's easy for the orcs to abuse Charles II. If I can still achieve the same effect after changing to Everta's troops."

He took a sip of wine and pointed at Nurak: "Don't think I'm exaggerating. I'm really on the battlefield. Many times, you don't die on the way to charge, but on bad food, bad weather, bad diseases, or even wounds that are ground on horseback. If you don't handle it properly, you may lose your life... After entering the forest, a poisonous snake spider can kill you if you just take a sip. Do you think that fighting is to use those gorgeous sword techniques with a sword?"

The latter was scolded like this and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He was too young and respected Bags, the eldest brother, so he was said to make his face pale and he whispered: "Isn't that?"

"Tell you! From the moment you set out to the end of the war, from at least half a year, or two years or even longer, you often have no more than five chances to really cut people by swinging your sword - this is the case of your better luck." Bags was excited and took another sip of wine, and his voice became a little louder: "For the rest of the time, you are on standby all day, rushing on the road, and then eating those garbage-like things - steak? red wine? Go dreaming! You can't even eat eggs and cheese, and most of the time you just hold black bread to fill your stomach, and even catch mice to improve your food, do you understand?"

Nurak, who was full of glory and passion, was poured cold water on his face. He looked at John as if he wanted help: "Really, really?"

John sighed: "Actually...is almost the case. Either you pay for the food yourself. If you follow the lord to fight and unify the logistics, the food you eat is often very poor. Those who prepare their food by themselves... How to say, they often encounter 'accidents' halfway and are robbed."

These are all things that have actually happened, and they were definitely not made up to scare Nurak. The originally passionate young man was hit hard by the ruthless reality and leaned on the back of the chair like a wilted flower.

"So if this war is to be fought, the result will be very unoptimistic. After all, most people understand that they can't get any good results with the royal family."

Bags sighed: "But that Prime Minister doesn't understand the truth at all. How can he, a guy from a scout, deal with such a complicated war?"

Although this was said by Bags, it also represents the idea behind most nobles. When facing the orc army, Roddy's situation always relies on city defense. To put it bluntly, this tactic does not have any technical content, and it can be done if anyone can. However, if you fight against the royal family, from assembling teams to coordinating the planning to fight in areas hundreds of kilometers away, the complex knowledge here will be deepened...

"But, if the conscription orders should have been issued early, as the practice of fighting in the past, the Prime Minister did not seem to be in a hurry to start this war - Bags, did your father receive the order? It was not on the surface, it was the kind of suggestion."

John lowered his voice and tried to find clues about the recruitment, but Bags shook his head without hesitation: "No, there is no news until now. So I think fighting like this is a joke. Does the Prime Minister only spend a month to recruit and gather? How is that possible? Now the royal family is vaguely trying to take the initiative to attack. If we really make a fuss, we will be completely passive..."

"What are you afraid of? Even if you hit Hollier City, can they still surpass the walls?"

John's words were also a relief. In fact, if the enemy's troops really hit Hollier City, it also means that everyone has reached the last moment, which is no different from losing. But the current situation is obviously not so pessimistic. He threw out a new message: "I heard that a new fleet has come to the south... a lot of material transactions have been transported. I heard that the total amount of transportation this time can match the annual income of several major lords."

"Is the fleet of the Kingdom of Rassimman? It's spread with slight slightness, but no one has seen it... The Duke delegated all power to the 'cabinet', but it's just for Prime Minister Roddy. Who knows what he can do to make? Anyway, it's true that our lives are getting harder and harder."

"Speak softly, don't think that no one can hear it if you complain."

John pulled him, because Bags couldn't help but feel a little loud after drinking too much. Fortunately, most of the young people around him were drunk and dreaming, and each of them cared about the serious guys they were talking to.

These young nobles more or less felt the depressing atmosphere of the city, so the banquet that used to be all night long ended in the early morning. If it were in the past, it would not be a strange thing for everyone to drink for three days and three nights.

With the help of the butler, Bags put on a thick cloak. He walked out of the mansion, fainted from drinking, and when he glanced across the dark street, he suddenly shuddered because of the black magic tower not far away...

The Helsinki Magic Tower has been here for more than half a month. It is not only the highest and most conspicuous building in Holly City, but also the place where Duke Sally lives and handles government affairs - in other words, this is the new "Duke's Mansion" in Holly City.

This is not a big deal in itself, but then several assassins who tried to sneak into the Demon Tower were caught and beheaded, which really made people feel that nervousness...
Chapter completed!