Under Oka's control, the Oroen Four Legions quietly waited for the rich magic power that protected the Dawn Territory to dissipate. When the land that originally belonged to the Dawn Territory was lifeless and the power of suppressing demons was rampant, he notified the others again.
The three groups of people started a pre-war meeting outside the area where the Dawn Leader could interfere.
"Is Doleka still missing?" Tare, who participated in the meeting via remote communication, sighed deeply.
Oka said: "I have informed the Senate about her disappearance."
"What arrangement?"
"Nion, the [Cultivator] who has been competing with Doleka, is passing through the teleportation channel to cooperate with our actions tomorrow. Along with him, there are also a large number of elites from the [Flesh and Blood Spring], who are said to be Sophia's acquaintances.
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As he said that, Oka glanced at the [Blood Foam] led by Sophia. This branch of the Flesh Fountain had a disastrous performance in this operation. First, it suffered a huge defeat from the local summoner of Mera, and then again this time.
During a full-scale offensive, he was swept away by a magician and the team was almost wiped out.
The flesh-and-blood summons that had been invincible in every continent in the past landed in Mela, and it seemed that they were seriously acclimatized, and every defeat was more painful than the last.
"The [Captain of the Twilight Legion] has merged with Darth Milo's aliens through the portal, and with the cooperation of Codezonn, the eastern part of Mera is basically in our hands... If we still can't show some decent achievements
, I’m afraid I’ll be ridiculed by those guys who are ready to make a move when I go back.” Tare was a little impatient and seemed to be urging Oka to speed up the progress.
"Since you want merit, then go back through the portal, wait for Wendy's signal, and deal with Sligo, who is relatively easy to deal with." Oka calmly responded to Tare's complaint, "If Doreka disappears,
If you haven't woken up yet, then as the leader of the legion, I sincerely hope that you will take a break for a while, or stay away from here... To deal with the Dawn Territory, irrational radicalization will lead to disaster."
He firmed up his judgment: "The Dawn Territory is stronger than all the opponents we have encountered so far. Here, there is no quick victory, only slow progress... You also have a third option, let the Senate veto my command authority.
, please also ask Gao Ming.”
Tare was naturally convinced by Oka's judgment, even though it had experienced attrition due to creep and mushroom people in previous encounters.
There is nothing scarier than walking deep into a wetland and suddenly realizing that the ground beneath your feet is crawling.
"It's better Wendy. Everywhere you go, you can get awards from the Senate just by walking around."
Oka wanted to remind Tare that his words could easily be misunderstood by outsiders, but his thoughts were interrupted by the clerk who suddenly broke into the meeting.
"You look hurried, what's wrong?"
"Lord Oka, Sligo...Sligo..."
Under Oka's gaze, the secretary finally took a breath.
"The teleportation circle in the direction of Sligo has been opened, and [Scorched Earth] Legion Commander Gulapal is marching."
"Not only that, [Twilight Legion Commander] Frazolea also received the instructions from the Senate, and joined forces with Darth Milo's various tribes to join forces in Cordzoun and send troops to Sligo."
Darth Milo's portal has been opened, Oka knows this, but... Hasn't it always been open to debate whether Sligo should open another portal, which would consume manpower and material resources?
Now that the route from Darth Milo to Codezoun has been opened, can't we wait a little longer?
What Oka didn't know was that a small incident happened in Sligo just one day ago.
Wendy, who had been providing high-level mage battles as a free entertainment project for Mela magicians, suddenly disappeared.
The public was greatly disappointed by this. Wendy's battle with Mera's many magicians was an important topic for many people after dinner. For more than ten days, the disputes about demon suppression and magic power have also gone up and down because of her performance.
He can defeat high-level magicians from famous families, but he can also lose to unknown wild magicians.
He can clear an emperor's inner guard without any injuries, but he will have an inextricable fight with an adventurer who specializes in physical skills.
Before the game, many voices extolled Wendy's power to the point of being astonishing. They discussed that a single magic suppressor could rival ten high-level magicians.
In front of them, the giant dragon is a reptile that is not worth mentioning. It is only worthy of crawling on the ground and begging to be the mount of the magician Oroen.
The siren was not qualified to show off his beautiful voice in front of them. The spirit of speech triggered the ritual, and the unseen trajectory was clearly visible under the suppression of the demon.
When an elemental being faces an anti-magician, it's like meeting a god of death. Elemental affinity is no different than a joke.
However, among the races that are powerful in Mera, no one has the upper hand when compared with Wendy. It seems that the only meaning of the competition is to watch Wendy beat up various high-level mages in Mera.
At this time, a large number of Mera people who had been taught by Wendy and learned how to get started with the power of suppressing demons also stepped forward and showed off the magic of suppressing demons. Combined with Oroun's menacing posture, many people could not help but be suspicious.
…Is suppressing demons far better than magic?
And more people were filled with anger - they were always at a disadvantage in the scolding battles. For some reason, a large number of filial sons and grandsons of Oroun appeared in Mera. They originally wanted to discuss suppressing demons rationally.
With magic power, but violent voices came rolling in, and before they could say anything, they were beaten with guns and sticks.
As long as you think Mera's magicians have any hope of defeating Wendy, you are being narrow-minded and don't care about stronger and better knowledge.
Even before the game started, the local elites of Mela were vilified, wishing they could put an invader from another continent on a pedestal. Such an aggrieved atmosphere made all the magicians who had the opportunity to watch the game hold their breath.
And those who were inexplicably criticized by the comments of Wendy's followers entered the "liquidation" mode after every battle in which Wendy suffered a defeat.
Wendy actually fought fiercely with a warrior for a long time. Is this how to suppress demons?
Wendy's opponent is just an old man, his physical condition is no longer what it used to be, and he actually boasts about it after winning?
Facing an opponent who had only reached level 6, Wendy was hit hard on her armor twice by the opponent, causing her to stagger...
Wow, what else could this be if it wasn’t the following?
Isn’t Wendy able to step on all the high-ranking people in Mela? How could she be so miserable here?
Soon, Wendy felt the strangeness coming from the outside. Those who had truly received the knowledge she had given her informed her of these disturbing remarks.
For just a moment, Wendy's brows followed closely, and her curved eyelashes were trembling as if they were typing a telegram.
If she still doesn't know who is behind these off-site voices, she doesn't deserve the freedom of movement granted by the Oroun Senate.
"Unexpected angles, Silent Ones, you seem to know this well."
I originally thought that the problem I had left behind had put the Quiet One in a dilemma, but I never thought that the Quiet One would take advantage of the situation and use her to intensify the conflict, turning the issue of suppressing demons and magic power into the question of "Are magic suppressors superior to others?"
People struggle to breathe, even if the continent that raised their own country has many problems, after all, they grew up here and will always instinctively protect it.
As the saying goes, I can scold my hometown, but you can't, that's it.
Wendy could see that if she didn't stop and continued to play the little game of ring with the Quiet One, the Quiet One would definitely escalate the topic to the most unanswerable question: "Is Mera definitely weaker than Oraon?"
Once national identity or regional identity emerges, the only thing left is to take sides, and there can be no other voices.
Compared with the regimes in other continents that eat people without spitting out their bones, the people of the four major countries of Mela obviously still have hope for their country, at least the people of Sligo do.
More than once, Wendy heard the people of Sligo criticizing Noel for his incompetence, lust and shamelessness.
But if the topic really talks about replacing him, a bastard who only sleeps with women, people will feel that there is no need to do so. After all, Noel has never snatched their women, nor has he deprived them of food and clothing.
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Some smart people said that Noel was excellent as the puppet of the Quiet One. He was so obedient and focused on pleasure. He would also come up with some novel inventions from time to time to fill the national treasury. He basically did not bother the puppet of the country and let him focus on pleasure. It seemed that he was right.
It's good for everyone.
Yes, one very magical thing in Sligo is that you will not be severely punished for slandering Noel...it does not count as slander. Most of the things people discuss have been done by Noel, and
I personally admit that I have never heard of anyone being taken away by the inner guards or the Quiet Ones for telling Noel’s bed stories vividly.
Wendy felt dizzy. She felt that she really couldn't understand the country of Sligo.
In Orion, it was a serious crime to criticize the Senate, a serious crime!
But here in the streets, people make jokes about Noel when there is no topic... Even if everyone knows that he is a puppet and a nominal monarch, where is the respect? Does the Quiet One not need to use his status as emperor to expand his authority?
Just as she was pondering whether to withdraw from Sligo and go to Coldzonn, or stay and continue trying to win over the Silent Ones, Noel sent her an invitation to a private banquet at the Royal Opera Hall.
If you exclude the Silent One who had to be there to accompany you, it could be said that she and Noel were one-on-one.
Wendy actually thought about a possibility...perhaps, the Silent Ones were not the real leaders of Sligo at all, they were just pushed to the front by Noel who pretended to be stupid and acted as a backdrop to solidify this image.
Noel is the one who has absolute control over this huge country.
This absurd guess lingered in Wendy's mind for a long time, but she finally threw it away with a smile.
A man who could not wait to hug her waist after meeting three or two times, give her suggestions for her own clothes, and even planned to change a pair of stockings for her on the spot... He actually took them out in front of everyone, and invited her to sit down and change them with his own hands.
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A guy who has a collection of all kinds of strange things, mostly related to women, none of which benefits people's livelihood... In the collection room, he admitted that he was busy studying the collection just to be better in bed, and issued an "invitation to a duel" to her
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The most ridiculous nobles in Oraun are more dignified than him, and his frivolity can make the most incompetent king in the history of Oraan feel embarrassed... The Silent One can really tolerate such an emperor. I heard that he even treated the Silent One
The best magician in China has sex with her. How on earth does this country keep functioning normally?
Wendy felt ashamed that she thought he was a normal emperor for a moment.
The opera hall was replaced with fluorite wall lamps that were slightly dim but still managed to emit a warm yellow color. Lighting equipment of this size should not appear in a palace.
As if walking through a corridor full of torches, looking at the flickering light, Wendy Shiran, wearing a black tail dress, came to the stage of the opera house - Noel asked the musicians to stand on
He went into the audience to play for them, and he set the dining table here.
Seeing Noel light a candle and saying that appropriate darkness can stimulate people's inner impulses, Wendy couldn't help but smile bitterly. She forced herself to use a business smile to deal with the statement and said something against her will.
"I love so much."
The appetizer was some kind of pickled fruits and vegetables, with a sweet and sour taste with a slight freshness. Wendy nodded frequently after tasting it.
If there was anything else that made her feel comfortable in the chaotic and strange country of Sligo, it must be the good food here.
If Noel across from her wouldn't follow the shadow on her chest that was driven away by the candlelight with her naked eyes, her dining experience might have been better.
"After staying in Sligo for so long, Commander Wendy, how do you feel?"
“Better than many other countries I’ve stayed in, Sligo is a magical country.”
"It would be great if you are satisfied." Noel asked nonchalantly, "Have you ever considered staying?"
Wendy smiled: "If His Majesty Noel can persuade the Silent One to cooperate with Oron, maybe... it is possible?"
In the melodious ensemble, the accompanying Silent One served a whole roasted lamb. The slightly reddish skin made a "chuck" sound when he passed it with a knife, and the mouth-watering fat was still dripping down to this moment.
, that layer of spices exuding a special aroma is a crop that has become extinct in Oroun.
Cutting up the lamb that Quiet One put on the plate, Noel raised the corner of his mouth: "But Quiet One is not willing to give in on this matter."
"Very sorry."
"There is no need to be sorry, Commander Wendy, I may be able to provide a solution that has the best of both worlds." Noel chewed on the oily tender lamb leg and said, "I can't cooperate with Oroun, but I can work alone with Wen.
cooperate with the commander of the Tibetan Army.”
Wendy was stunned, and after a few seconds, she laughed.
"I am here on behalf of Oroun, how should you cooperate with me alone?"
"What I said only needs you."
Wendy put down her knife and fork suspiciously.
"Marry me, or give me a child?"
"..."
After a long silence, Wendy's expression changed.
"Your joke has gone too far."
"Do you think it's a joke?" Noel picked up a napkin and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth. The frivolity on his face was wiped away, replaced by a serious look that Wendy had never seen before, "But I'm serious, and...
I asked Xiao Jingjing and the others for their opinions, do you know how long it took me to convince them?"
"Sorry, I can't accept it. I'm rude." Wendy stood up and left.
The dim wall lamps in the opera hall turned to lavender in an instant, and the hidden power of the forbidden demon exploded, covering the center of the stage from all directions.
Wendy was suffocated and turned her head in disbelief.
Noel calmly tore off another leg of lamb and ate it on his own: "Didn't anyone tell you that I never joke about women?"
"Do you know what you are doing? This is a declaration of war!"
"I'm afraid you don't know very well. The place where Oron is attacking is my friend's territory... We are already in a state of war, Captain Wendy." Noel sneered, "I will let you get it.