Chapter 212 Old Fox, Chameleon and Little Bear Girl~Please
Chapter 212 Old Fox, Chameleon and Little Bear Girl (Please subscribe~Please vote~)
Bear Castle.
The eldest son of the Guardian of the North and the heir to Archduke Scrooge, Simley Ke, stood on the terrace, pinched the back of the assassin's neck with his palms, turned his head and looked at Faber's fleet on the inland sea, his eyes calm but somewhat...
Envy - since he returned to Bear's Castle, this was the fourth assassination he suffered.
The eldest son of the Grand Duke had long been accustomed to such assassinations.
So much so that he could tell who the assassin was and where he was based on his intuition without having to distinguish carefully.
And dealing with assassins?
It is also instinctive to crush him to death.
Raising his hand and throwing the assassin's body aside, Simlei Ke couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the Fabol fleet on the inland sea.
There are elite cavalry in the north!
There are fierce infantry in the north!
But there are not enough ships in the North!
There is even an extreme shortage of sailors!
Why is the North always at a disadvantage in the battle with Fabol? It’s because there are not enough ships and sailors. The Ke family has planned to build large ships more than once, but they are short of finances, lack craftsmen, and have no shipyards.
Under the premise, the success fell short time and time again.
Especially the Tesine royal family!
Those bastards always get in the way!
When he thought of the Tesin royal family, anger appeared in Simlei Ke's eyes.
Those guys are so mean.
Coercion and inducement are only the basis.
More often than not, it’s about cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.
There used to be quite a lot of shipbuilding craftsmen in the northern territory, but they completely disappeared like this.
As for hiring craftsmen from outside?
Spies, dead soldiers, and assassins were mixed in, making the losses in the north even more serious.
Therefore, his father could only order the reinforcement of the 'Fort Bear' and use the passive defense method of the fortress to prevent Fabol's fleet from approaching Hallest.
Cannons appeared in the Bear Castle.
When Fabol's fleet approaches, fire artillery to drive them away.
Just like this time——
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The cannon burst into flames.
A huge splash appeared on the sea.
The Fabol fleet also began to fight back.
This has been the case for both sides for three days.
You fire two cannons, I fire three cannons, and then each of them stops.
Or to be more precise, over the years, Fabol Fleet and Bear Castle have formed a tacit understanding. There are always two or three days a month where they have a 'big battle' to consume each other's artillery shells.
Today is no exception in everyone's eyes.
Until a falcon landed next to Simulai Ke.
Buzz!
The entire Bear Castle began to tremble slightly, and the water in the inner sea kept rolling.
The artillery in Bear's Castle and the artillery in Fabol's fleet stopped instantly.
Only the sound of the waves in the inland sea was left.
A sense of fear arose in everyone's hearts.
For no reason, everyone instinctively looked towards the terrace of Bear Castle.
Scarlet light soared into the sky.
There was real anger in the man's eyes.
The next moment——
The scarlet light rising into the sky turned into a fist and slammed down towards Fabol's fleet.
The scarlet giant fist, which was a hundred meters in diameter, fell like a meteor.
Everyone on Fabol's fleet was dumbfounded.
They panicked and wanted to run away, but under the inexplicable pressure, their hands and feet became weak, and they collapsed one by one on the ground. They could only watch the meteor-like fist getting closer and closer.
"Sure enough, it failed."
A sigh suddenly sounded from deep inside the cabin.
A man in a gorgeous coat came out. He was handsome, with a feeling of being both young and mature. When he raised his head and looked at the falling scarlet fist, his eyes were full of regret and helplessness.
Of course he knew the plans of His Majesty the King and those ministers.
He had no objection to this plan.
Of course, I didn't agree with it either.
As usual, he remained neutral.
According to custom, he was sent here.
His mission: stop the mad beast!
The man sighed silently, took out the sword from his waist, and raised his hand to strike.
roar!
Like a sword whistling in the wind, like a dragon roaring.
A hundred-meter long tornado of blazing sword energy was like a flying dragon, heading straight towards the scarlet fist.
The sky darkened.
boom!
In the huge explosion, the sea surface turned into huge waves.
Even in the inland sea, even if the ships of Fabol's fleet are large enough, they are crumbling under such wind and waves.
In the Bear Castle in the distance, tiny cracks continued to spread, and small stones began to fall continuously.
"Simley, can we talk?"
A man in gorgeous clothes asked amid the tornado of flaming sword energy.
He tries to communicate.
But it is doomed to fail.
The angry eldest son of the Grand Duke cannot be dissuaded by an outsider.
"I'll beat you to death and we'll talk later!"
The eldest son of the Grand Duke's body was billowing with scarlet red, like burning flames.
Another fist that fell like a meteor.
The flaming sword energy tornado spit out again, just like a real giant dragon breathing out dragon breath, and the man waved his other hand, and a sword energy barrier enveloped the Fabol fleet.
At the same time, scarlet blood energy rose from the ground and stood in front of the Bear Castle, blocking the incoming sword energy and flames.
The real battle happened unexpectedly.
Simulai Ke, the son of the Keeper of the North and the eldest son of Archduke Scrooge.
Dirkmo, the leader of the "Dragon Slayer" Fabol and the "Rose Knights".
The two sides fought in a way that would frighten and despair ordinary people.
Such a fight is unexpected.
It is also inevitable.
At least for the Tesine royal family and the Fabol royal family, this was expected.
George VI sitting by the lake at his summer palace.
This time, he is no longer feeding the fish.
But fishing.
When a fish bit the hook, His Majesty the King murmured softly to himself.
"It's so silly and adorable."
At the same time, the palace of King Faber.
The king is enjoying a sumptuous breakfast.
In his hand was a piece of information.
It records the news of the complete destruction of the 'Rose Knights' branch.
The king glanced at it and ignored it.
“Today’s lamb chops were delicious.”
The king praised.
"According to your Majesty's instructions, I have been driving them to eat fresh grass, so the taste has become better."
The palace attendant replied with a smile.
"That's also the credit of the chefs and shepherds."
"Give them a year's salary."
"Your Majesty, you are truly generous."
The palace attendants immediately bowed and bowed, then slowly exited to announce the rewards.
After the attendant left, the king put down his knife and fork, sat up straight, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It tastes really bad... but only in this way can I distinguish the taste."
different."
As he spoke, the king spat out the mouthful of mutton.
The moment it hit the ground, the mutton began to corrode the ground.
The king glanced at it and paid no more attention.
Compared with these, he is more concerned about Dirkmo, the leader of his knights.
"I hope you die like this."
"I will give you a grand burial."
There was no sound.
It only echoed in the heart of this king.
Everyone has a plan.
When the goals are the same, even if they appear to be enemies, they can cooperate.
For example: George VI versus the North.
For example: King Fabol vs. Dirkmer.
This is not the first time they have collaborated.
As early as ten years ago, when Dirkmo had a decisive battle with the three leaders of the 'Dragon Blood Knights', the two parties had cooperated once, and they had cooperated several times since then, and each time they cooperated happily.
This time?
King Fabol hoped the same.
Beyond ordinary people's vision, there are surging undercurrents.
But there was one person who was watching all this silently.
Skeffens Steinbeck in disguise walked on the streets of Fabol's capital, Sac, with his guardian knight Angke.
In the early morning, Sark was full of traces of last night's carnival.
Yesterday was not a holiday.
It's just Sak's pure entertainment.
Hangover people can be seen everywhere on the streets, and the traces of fun are stained on their bodies.
"Look, why do I like Fabol? He is unrestrained and carnival, which is really beautiful."
The hotel owner laughed playfully.
The guardian knight did not answer, but frowned.
Angko, who has a bit of an old-fashioned personality, is a very traditional Tesin person, and he is not used to Fabol's enthusiasm.
"Come on, come on, don't frown."
"We have to be happy and act like Fabers."
After the hotel owner patted the shoulder of his guardian knight, he walked forward - there was a carriage passing by, and Skeffins Steinbeck just staggered, as if he was slightly awakened by a hangover, and fell to the ground.
In front of the carriage.
Then--
The carriage didn't stop and just ran over.
Angke:……
About two seconds later, Skeffins Steinbeck patted the horse hooves and wheel marks on his body and stood up.
"Look, we still have a lot to learn from the Fabols."
The hotel owner explained.
He turned around and looked at the carriage, giving him a vicious look.
The next moment, the horse pulling the cart started running in panic.
When he saw the carriage completely overturned because of the horse, the hotel owner laughed and walked over with brisk steps. The coachman was unconscious and the people in the carriage were also in a daze.
"Good morning."
Skeffins Steinbeck smiled and said hello, and at the same time, the thin sword in his hand pierced the throat of the person in the car.
After handing the stripped body to Angke, the hotel owner, who put on the other person's clothes, carefully observed the other person's face and began to pinch his face.
About ten minutes later, someone finally discovered the overturned carriage.
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!"
"Lord Polty's carriage is overturned!"
Everything goes as planned.
The silent watcher completed the first step of his plan.
No one found out about this.
But someone inadvertently changed everything.
Nina was awakened by a nightmare.
She hugged her little bear with a pale face and huddled at the foot of the bed.
She made no sound.
Because the waiter will tell his father and brothers.
She doesn't want her father and brothers to worry about her.
Therefore, she chose to talk to her mother.
She hugged the little bear and walked to the corner of the room - when she returned to the Bear Castle to worship her mother, she brought back a handful of earth and put it in a jar. She felt that by doing so, her mother would always be with her.
She likes her family.
She thinks family is the most important thing.
She doesn't want to lose her family.
Therefore, she hopes that her mother, father, and brothers can bless her.
Right!
And Goethe!
"Mom, I actually have an older brother. My father said he was a cousin. He was a very good man, good-looking, and seemed very smart - but I just saw him lying in a pool of blood... It was terrible.
His eyes were wide open and he seemed unwilling to do so. I don’t want this to happen. Mother, you must bless him and everyone so that our family can avoid disaster."
Nina held the jar containing the soil from her mother's grave and whispered.
It's just like talking.
There is no utilitarianism whatsoever.
Nina held the jar and talked for a long time. It was not until the servant came to remind her to eat lunch that the little princess of the north put the jar down and hid it in the corner again.
