When this plan rushed into his ears along with Aranza's voice, cold sweat broke out all over Kim Gates's body. It was already the beginning of winter and spring, and the temperature had already felt a touch of warmth, but he still shook his head violently.
He shivered and subconsciously tightened his clothes.
Fortunately, Aranza did not leave the entire plan to Kim Gates to complete. Before that, he had already paved a small part of the road for this plan, either obscurely or straightforwardly.
This small part just covers every crucial node in the plan.
"Well, in this case..."
Aranza tapped the top of the circular table in the round table conference room with the back of her index finger, looked at the fat man beside her, and said: "There may be some possibilities that can cause this plan to fail, but we will fill it in the limited time.
,Is it right?"
Kim Gates' face was slightly pale, but he heard the determination and unquestionability in Aranza's tone, which meant that this plan was inevitable.
While suppressing the uneasy drumbeat in his heart, he nodded towards Aranza.
"Very good!" Aranza clapped her hands vigorously.
The strange thing is that when this plan was proposed, contrary to Kim Gates, Old Follett didn't have much expression on his face, and there was even a little bit of joy on his face full of grooves.
Aranza couldn't ignore him, so she turned around and asked: "Grandpa Follett... do you have any better plans?"
"No."
Old Follett replied, and then explained: "Your Highness, I am happy because... you and your father are becoming more and more alike..."
"Father?"
Aranza was slightly surprised. He did not expect that Old Follett would suddenly mention him. It was like something hidden in a box being dug out again. Now that it was mentioned, Aranza could not put it back into the box as if nothing had happened.
He suddenly fell silent, and after a moment, he asked inquiringly: "You mean... if it were his father, he would make the same decision?"
Old Follett nodded affirmatively: "I have served His Majesty the King for many years... His Majesty has always been decisive and even resolute in handling affairs. If His Majesty were present, his decision would definitely be the same as His Highness's."
Hearing this, Aranza breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat calmly on the chair.
Old Follett did not stop there. He stood up, faced Aranza, and said cautiously: "Your Highness, since you have captured the Black Chain Castle, there is one thing that I should let you know..."
Aranza frowned slightly, and he leaned forward, but before he could speak, Old Follett continued: "When you were still in your infancy, that is, the night before you were carried to the altar... His Majesty was in the black chain
There is a statue of him left in the castle, and he once ordered that this statue be presented to you after you take over the Lane family."
This news was absolutely sudden and shocking to Aranza, so much so that he suddenly stood up from his position!
This means that his father, who is clear but vague in his memory, left something for him!
His throat suddenly became dry and his voice began to tremble as he said, "Where is this statue... now?"
Old Follett shook his head and gave Aranza a vague reply, saying: "After Duke Alsis took office, this statue was secretly removed... But I think this statue must still be in the Black Chain Castle.
"
After a brief excitement, Aranza calmed down and said: "Well, I understand, then, after Grandpa Follett takes over the Black Chain Castle, he must send someone to find this statue. In addition..."
He paused, seemingly not fully prepared, but still said: "Elita is now the new head of the Lane family, and preparations for the formal inauguration ceremony will not begin until the army has rested, well... I mean, Elita is the new head of the Lane family.
Rita’s ability to govern definitely needs assistance, and in terms of the priority of executing orders, it’s mine first and then hers. I think you two understand what I mean.”
Both Kim Gates and Old Follett nodded.
The meeting ended later, and Kim Gates and Old Follett had to give up the idea of going back to sleep. After returning to their respective residences to tidy up for a while, they tore open the magic teleportation scroll given by Aranza, containing the new coordinates of the Black Chain Castle, and entered
Black Chain Castle - It is necessary for them to make the best preparations before dawn so that they can calmly take over the affairs of Black Chain Castle.
Aranza had a rare moment of leisure.
He did not leave the round table conference room immediately, but supported his chin with both hands, not knowing what he was thinking about, and letting time pass by bit by bit.
Until the surrounding darkness was gradually dispersed by light, and the overlapping brilliance of the double suns once again intertwined in the sky.
Aranza then stood up and exhaled a breath of stale air from his lungs. He thought for a moment, but then walked towards his office. There was a bathroom here just to cope with the prince's occasional overnight work.
Aranza took off the Silence Suit, which had been on him since he started heading towards the Arnest Valley. When he took it off, he suddenly had the illusion of being freed from the restraints. He twisted his muscles and walked.
Entering the bathroom, Aranza finally saw her face again through the gold-rimmed mirror mounted on the wall.
The stubble on his face had grown to the point of being curly, and his white hair was equally long and messy. Coupled with his faintly tired look and the slight bloodshot eyes, Aranza suddenly felt that the man in the mirror looked like a down-and-out tramp.
Damn it, no one reminded him.
While Aranza was complaining in her mind, she rinsed her face and slowly scraped off the stubble with the knife on the sink. This was a very patient-consuming project, and it took more than ten minutes for Aranza to slap her face.
After cleaning up, just when he put down the knife, there was a knock on the door outside the office.
It's Cyril.
After a while, the two of them sat face to face on both sides of the coffee table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"I knew you were back when I saw a bright light in the conference room last night," Cyril explained.
Aranza nodded and said in the same explaining tone: "Well, I thought you were resting, so I didn't bother you."
"Right."
He suddenly remembered something and added: "You did a good job regarding the Torch Light Tower."
Cyril shook his head and said, "Uncle and Leatimo did it. I just watched."
"Without you, the Thunder Wolf King would not have appeared."
Aranza's words were more like comfort, but that was all. Then, while making tea, he said: "I didn't expect that the strength of the Thunder Wolf King has exceeded the legendary level. As a result, there should be nothing on this continent."
Humans are its opponents...I heard that Leatimo and the Thunder Wolf King went to the Azshara Primeval Forest together?"
"Um."
In the Alice Fortress, no one knew more about what happened at the Torchlight Tower than Cyril. She said: "Uncle defeated a high-level holy devil, and Leatimo wanted to kill that devil."
Turn into an undead creature, and uncle promised to help her do so."
Hearing this, Aranza's hand holding the teacup stopped unconsciously. She used the high-level devils from the holy realm as raw materials to create undead creatures, and it was still assisted by legendary powerhouses. In this way, it is entirely possible for the undead magician to lock the activity of the raw materials.
, thus creating high-level undead creatures in the sanctuary. Laiatimo's handiwork was so big that Aranza couldn't bear it.
"She won't betray you."
Cyril's next words dispelled Aranza's worries and said: "Uncle said that it will do some tricks on the undead creature. If necessary, I can also control the undead creature."
Aranza felt relieved and said, "Well, this is the best."
After the only topic to talk about was over, the atmosphere fell silent again - it was like this again, every time Aranza and Cyril had a conversation, there would always be such an awkward situation.
Aranza could only touch her hair and said, "Well, you came just in time, help me trim my hair. Damn it... no one reminded me of my long and messy hair."
His words made Cyril laugh, and the atmosphere relaxed. She stood up and walked behind him, but she directly took out her dagger, Hiromi, grabbed a tuft of his hair and cut it off - Cyril seemed to be able to do this.
A rough haircut.
A moment later, when Aranza walked out of the office, his casually trimmed hair gave him a more rugged look. He asked the busy servants to prepare their horses, then said goodbye to Cyril and left Alice's Fortress. Destination
There is no doubt that it is the small village where Hancock and Lanlan are.
Aranza made an agreement with them, and after the battle, he would appear in front of them intact.
The small village is still peaceful and peaceful, as if the war has nothing to do with it. The snow has melted, and tiny buds are popping up in its corners. They are connected together, but they also form a scene of the early village - this is perhaps the closest
The place of spring, no matter how it looks, it still feels like it stays in Aranza's heart.
Aranza found Sasha's small hotel with ease, and with Sasha's hint, she found Hancock's room. When she pushed the door and went in, the woman woke up earlier than her sleep. She was sitting at the desk, studying seriously.
She was flipping through a book with an ancient cover, and the sunlight pushed in through the window, washing away all the coldness and arrogance on her body, replacing it with a kind of gentleness and tranquility. And sleeping on the bed was the little girl Lan Lan, with a baby in her arms.
Bear doll made of muslin and cotton.
Aranza tiptoed over, originally wanting to surprise Hancock, but before he knew it, he closed the book first, turned around, looked at him playfully, and said, "Sneaky, what do you want to do?"
Aranza felt embarrassed for a moment, laughed dryly, and replied: "Well, didn't I want to give you a surprise?"
"Calculating the time, you will be back in these two days."
Hancock was too lazy to act surprised and said, "You look pretty good, you have no arms or legs."
Aranza shrugged: "It's easy, I hardly did anything."
"Maybe."
Hancock also shrugged. She glanced at Lan Lan on the bed and then said, "The little guy is still sleeping. Let's talk somewhere else."
Her eyes were gleaming with brilliance, and the smile on her lips made Aranza feel relaxed and happy. He definitely agreed to this request.