Once the war is put on the agenda, the preparation work is like a wild horse that has taken off the reins, running forward wildly. ([] ) Tony Geer entered a state of combat readiness early, and the White Lion Infantry began to enrich the organization, and since Medisha returned
After arriving at the territory, the training of the wind shooter was also scheduled.
Under the instructions of the princess, the various lords adjacent to Tonigel also began to recruit noble private armies. Most of these people were originally hostile to the Fir Territory. But since Earl Denel suddenly became the enemy of the kingdom, the followers of the alliance have become increasingly popular.
Increase.
Although Brando does not like to see these people, he will not turn them away.
The Summer Moon passed by in a flash, and before the Scroll Moon came, there was the smell of fire on the earth. The rising temperature burned the leaves, and the scorching sun licked the ground in the south day after day.
The troops of Vlada and the Southern Legion finally arrived as scheduled, but before the last festival of midsummer, Brando still calmed down his subjects from a sense of nervous restlessness. In the last few weeks, he
Let Fir Leader hold the Fire Festival Championship Tournament as scheduled.
This kind of competition corresponds to the winter hunting festival, and is slightly less formal, but because alcohol is openly served, it attracts nearby lords and knights of all sizes.
The competition venue is set outside Fir Castle, and the noisy competition venue for the past few days has almost ignited the entire territory.
But for some quiet places, they still maintain relative independence.
Thin wooden walls separate the noisy ocean from the quietness of the bar. Only the loud whistles of the mercenaries occasionally invade this relatively independent space. The hall is filled with the unique smell of cooked meat and spices.
, although it is pungent, it has a strong feeling of home.
There are several wooden tables with unique names written on maple cards: Brando, Roman, Antitina, etc., which are exclusive places for the owner or close friends. The signboard outside the hotel seems to be brand new.
There is a three-masted sailboat with the words 'Lord Roman's Smuggling Anchorage' written on it. Naturally, such a vulgar name belongs to someone.
However, the layout inside the bar seemed relatively warm. Akane was sitting at a wooden table in the southwest corner. She saw more and more people gathering outside - most of them were young people from the White Lions or local residents.
, farmer - since the refugees began to pour into Tonigel, the re-enlarged White Lion Army was far more than the mere thirty or forty people when Caglis joined. In addition, as the number of settlers in the territory increased,
More and more tenant farmers, merchants, and handicraftsmen began to populate the countryside of the fir collar.
At this moment, the championship game before the Summer Festival was being staged in the open space outside the bar. Now it was the archery competition. There were many beautiful tree elf girls on the field. Therefore, the crowd of onlookers also maintained an unprecedented size.
She turned around and saw a girl in silver armor placing a bouquet of daisies next to a wooden plate, then clasping her hands together, closing her eyes and praying silently. Such a picture reflected in Akane's eyes, she watched quietly, and then
Asked: "Is her name Beth?"
Freya opened her eyes, with a sad look in her brown eyes, and nodded silently: "Bess likes excitement the most, and this kind of archery competition must be her favorite. She can compete with the legendary tree elves.
High and low..."
"Please don't be sad, Miss Freya, the living must move on. In the past...veterans often warned us that death is just a stone monument without a name, but the living have to cross it and carry more things on their backs.
We have to travel hard, so we have to be strong." Qian comforted.
"I'm sorry, I understand, but I can't help but think of the past, especially at times like this." The girl from the countryside of Butchi blinked her eyes lightly, and sighed: "Sometimes I really want to go back to that time.
, let time come back. How wonderful it would be without war..."
"I can understand..." Qian replied a little cautiously.
"Um?"
Akane looked at Freya's look, thought for a moment, and said: "Since I was a child, I have experienced many battles. In every battle, almost all my companions died, some of them were newcomers that I had just met, and some of them were new friends.
They are close friends who get along day and night. When I was a child, I would burst into tears every time and made many jokes. But gradually, I became familiar with the separation of life and death."
"How could...?" Freya was slightly startled, and turned back to look at the girl next to her in disbelief - Akane looked slightly younger than her, but her experience seemed much more mature.
"I am a mercenary, working hard for money and survival. People like us will die in the next battle sooner or later. This is like a natural ending for us. I have never been dissatisfied.
"Qian seemed to have remembered her past. She held the wooden cup, shook the golden liquid inside, and said quietly: "But because of an accident, the lord will change me from this life and let me know that there is still time.
There is another life.”
"I... don't know if I should thank the lord. I can more or less understand the lord's thoughts and what he wants me to pursue... But besides fighting, what else can I do?"
"So in comparison, I would rather die with peace of mind than myself, rather than others."
"I'm sorry." Freya said suddenly.
"Huh?" Qian was stunned.
"I'm sorry, Qian, I never know your life. I think my idea of going back to the past may be too selfish. Brando is right. If we don't fight for it ourselves, no one can give us what we want.
A peaceful and peaceful life." Freya replied quietly, "The Eruin people are far from being able to covet comfort."
The mercenary girl looked at her blankly.
Some things that Freya has gradually begun to understand are still a fog in front of her.
At this time, cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami erupted outside the house, and the door of the bar was slammed open. Roman rushed in with a big basin in his arms, shouting: "Medisha won the first place again! Malt
The wine is all sold out, please come and help!"
"Be careful!" Freya reminded quickly.
"I know, I know," and then a scream came from the kitchen: "Ah, my barbecue!"
Brando shook his head helplessly and walked in from the outside, but he seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at Freya and Qian and smiled and said: "Two beautiful ladies, why don't you go out and celebrate with everyone? Our little
Her Royal Highness the Princess has won the title of number one in archery."
The future Valkyrie stared at him with wide eyes, "Brando, you, what are you wearing!"
"Military uniform, Eruin's cavalry uniform. How does it look like? It looks similar, right?" Brando raised his hand holding the barbecue. There were a few obvious oil stains on the dark blue uniform - at first glance, it looked like someone
There are traces of people rubbing their hands on it.
"You...how can you wipe your hands on the military uniform? The military uniform represents the majesty of the kingdom and is the greatest honor of a soldier. Brando, you...you are going too far!" Freya was about to burst into anger, and she forgot for a moment.
Overcome the past sad things.
"Oh, this... it's just convenient for a while." Brando replied somewhat innocently.
"Smooth, smooth!"
"Ha, Freya, you're busy first. I'll go out and take a look." Brando saw that the future Valkyrie was about to have a seizure. Apparently, the eldest lady learned something at the Royal Knight Academy that made her have a little too much sense of honor.
Alright, I quickly yelled and prepared to get out of the way.
"Stop, Brando!"
Whoever stops at this time is a fool. Brando understands this deeply. He originally came to show off this cavalry uniform to Freya and Akane. Unexpectedly, the purpose of showing off was achieved, but the final result was a little bit...
It was beyond his expectation.
Fortunately, this little thing couldn't ruin his good mood at the moment.
The cavalry uniform he wears comes from Firland's own cotton spinning and dyeing workshop. Except for the cotton being shipped by Ampelssel, this military uniform is almost entirely from Tonigel.
This was once a barren, barren territory that produced almost nothing except silver.
The root cause of the change comes from the increase in population. Due to the thorough preparations in the previous war, a large number of refugees poured in or were transported into Tonigel, and the food reserves from Ampelsel quickly transformed the increased population into a usable labor force.
.
Two months ago, under the auspices of Belu, cotton spinning workshops, dye workshops, blacksmith workshops, copper shops, clay and pottery, and even weapons and armor making bureaus were also established. After nearly half a year of careful management, Tonigue
We are no longer that remote wilderness. On the contrary, it has gradually begun to produce some necessary products on its own.
The first is food and weapons, as well as a small amount of luxury goods.
After the storm season, commercial activities with the north gradually became more frequent. Coming from Gray Wind Port, Ampelser's sailboat with snow-white sails was anchored in the newly built deep-water dock in Gris Port. Merchants with a keen sense of smell also began to discover the local area.
Since entering the New Moon, the number of merchants living in the port on a monthly basis has increased day by day.
Along with this were a large number of craftsmen. Just a few days ago, Brando also met with a group of dwarf enchanters from the Montenegro region. Most of these people were also refugees from the war. It is said that the North and the Golden Mane Torquining
The war has begun to affect normal business activities. It seems that the eldest son of the king, under the pressure of the temple, had to choose to go to war with the lion man head-on.
But this happens to be an opportunity for the South to develop and grow.
Brando looked around and saw the carriages carrying goods traveling on the road near Fir Castle. The fields on the border of the forest were no longer deserted. Instead, working farmers could be seen everywhere. As early as a year or even half a year ago
, all this is undoubtedly an impossible sight to see in Tonigel.
And all this was brought about by the joint efforts of him and everyone else.
He raised his head and looked at the tall knights in the distance holding the winner's pennant high and galloping around the crowd. The silver flag with lilies embroidered on it was flying high in the wind. A thousand years ago, it
It was flying like this, and a thousand years later, it was flying over the earth again.
People cheered like a landslide.
Brando saw the Silver Elf Princess being held high by the tree elf girls. She also looked at the flag from a distance, and there seemed to be something sparkling in her eyes.
"Medissa!"
"Medissa!"
The citizens shouted and raised their wine glasses high. The thatched houses of the Grudin era could no longer be seen on both sides of the street. With the assistance of the Copper Dragon Mercenary Group and workers under Odum, new buildings were built along the Fir Castle.
The smooth street is lined with neat wooden houses on both sides. The experts and children standing beside the houses have a satisfied smile on their faces.
As he passed the street, someone recognized him, and a large number of people bowed to him sincerely. Brando also returned the greeting casually. To be honest, he had gradually become accustomed to this kind of life and no longer felt uncomfortable because of being saluted.
Feeling uneasy.
Those understandings from modern times seem to be gradually fading away. But deep in his soul, the pride of advanced civilization still supports his every word and deed. At least he will never think that this respect and pride are innate.
He put a copper coin into the hands of a little girl next to him. This copper coin meant the blessing from the lord before midsummer. The little girl's face flushed with excitement, and she ran to a woman with the copper coin in both hands. Maybe it was her mother.
, the woman took the money from the little girl’s hand and saluted him repeatedly.
"Lord Lord!"
"Lord Lord!"
The shouts soon changed to another sound, and the residents of Fir Territory paid sincere respect to the new lord who brought them all this.
Brando narrowed his eyes. He understood that such a sense of satisfaction was illusory and temporary for everyone. Even earlier, people were still anxiously asking about the war that was about to happen next.
In this turbulent era, everyone is trying to maintain the temporary stability around them.
There is nothing wrong with this, but Eruin is far from stable. Some people must bleed or even give their lives to protect others, but at least, he hopes to protect such an Eruin.
He walked through the crowd and walked to Her Highness the Princess. Griffin was watching all this silently, and the female knight was standing next to her, with one hand on the sword. But Brando felt that the other party was looking at her indifferently.
He looked at himself. In fact, the feeling that Nymesis gave him was far less tense than when he was in Ampelsel.
In such an atmosphere, how can people become nervous?
"They like you very much, Mr. Brando. If there is anyone in Eruin who can be called a model of ancient nobles, then you will definitely be able to find such qualities in you." Princess Griffin's eyes sparkled,
He said with some emotion.
"This is the ideal of Her Royal Highness the Princess. In the entire Eruin, everyone can no longer be trapped by poverty, war, and disaster. The tragedy of Butchi will not be repeated again." Brando replied.
Princess Griffin blinked. "Mr. Brando, I understand that this is a bit too ideal. However, I at least hope to change this kingdom from the current situation... In the north, even in Gendene
In Le, Viero, and many other places, wars and disasters caused by the nobles themselves are still going on. But the descendants of the late King Eck have done nothing."
"Yes, so Tony Geer will not settle down for a long time. Everyone must fight and sacrifice for their own future."
"Is Mr. Brando ready?"
"I just have to convince the Archduke Viero."
…
Medisa was tormented by the enthusiastic elf girls for a while before she let go. The little silver elf princess had probably never experienced such a scene in her life and her previous life, and she was left disheveled and her little face was red.
Almost blood dripping from it.
As soon as she landed, probably because they were afraid of being retaliated, the tree elves blew a whistle and immediately dispersed. The winner of our archery competition was almost thrown to the ground. Fortunately, Antitina had quick hands and eyes to help her.
Stopping her, "Those are dead girls." The staff lady shook her head and handed over Medisa's silver bow.
"Thank you, Sister Antitina." Medisa said with lingering fear.
However, she raised her head and glanced at the flag flying high in the distance belonging to the Silver Elf royal family, and her eyes showed a light of satisfaction. I don't know how many years, this flag has not appeared so gloriously in people's field of vision.
The moment she held the bow, her body and mind felt as if she had returned to that era in the past. In the wilderness, silver war horses galloped, and the sound of horns sounded for a long time, as if they resonated with the vast earth.
Antitina saw that the little silver elf princess was a little distracted for a moment, and roughly guessed what she was thinking. She sighed and gently put a cloak on her. Although it was midsummer, she was still sweating and the cool breeze blew.
It was just as easy to fall ill after that. She had long been accustomed to doing these detailed things for Brando, and for a moment she forgot that Medisa was just a heroic spirit.
Medissa was startled for a moment, and looked at Antitina with some emotion: "Thank you very much, sister Antitina."
"This is the second time." Antitina shook her head and didn't care.
"No, because I think of my sister." Medisa replied seriously.
"Is it?"
"Well, she's probably more gentle. Just like the sister I imagined, well, that's it..." The little silver elf princess smiled sweetly.
Antitina looked at her carefully. She had also heard some stories about Medissa and knew that the relationship between her and her sister might not be so harmonious. She stretched out her hand to smooth the hair on the girl's forehead.
Si, replied: "It's probably like this among the royal family..."
"The royal family?" Medissa thought for a moment and looked at Antitina: "By the way, sister Antitina, has the lord still not found the reason?"
"Hmm." The staff lady also thought of this matter and couldn't help but shake her head: "Miss Aloz also checked for me, but I am not of the blood of the Golden People. That time, it was probably the blessing of Lord Martha.
.”
"Lord Martha's blessing?"
Medissa looked at Antitina and suddenly asked: "Sister Antitina, where is your necklace?"
"Necklace..." Antitina was slightly startled and subconsciously pressed her chest, "Necklace?"
"Yes, I have been carrying that necklace before. Didn't I keep it with me before going to Ampelsel? I remember seeing it once when I was in the Sea of Glitter." Medisa whispered.
replied.
"Um... I lost it before, what happened?"
"It's nothing." The Silver Elf Princess smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that the careful sister Antitina would also lose something. Tell the lord. He will not believe it."
"No need," Antitina quickly replied: "The lord is busy preparing for the war with Count Gendenel. It's better not to disturb him with these trivial matters."
"Is it?"
The staff lady nodded slightly.
Medisa thought for a moment and seemed to want to say something else. But at this moment, a noise suddenly came from a corner of the arena. The crowd there seemed to be in a commotion, and their attention was attracted for a moment.
But compared to Medissa, Antitina is just an ordinary person after all. The Silver Elf Princess quickly figured out what was happening over there.
"Huh," she said softly.
"What's wrong?" Antitina looked in that direction in vain and asked back.
"Some strange guys are here."
Medissa murmured.
…
For the Tosankad Forest, the rainy weather that lasted for many days seems to have begun to visit Magitan and nearby areas again after a brief period of clearing up.
For the residents of the Misty Forest, it seems that there have been few good days since Grand Duke Anlek's visit. The gloomy sky that brings rain is always hovering overhead, although it is said that Tosankad begins in April and May.
The rainy season in the region.
But this year, it has become a bit too outrageous.
The wooden fence gate creaked and creaked as it was raised in the pouring rain. A pair of cold-looking eyes in the rain curtain silently watched the rainwater slide down the fence gate like a broken pillar from the tip.
It fell and then mixed into the muddy water.
Two attendants held up a cloak to protect Count Denel from the continuous rain. The privileged earl of the kingdom silently watched the carriage on the drawbridge drive out of the outer city under the leadership of the guards, and then he turned back
, quickly disappeared above the city.
Grand Duke Anlek held up the curtain of the carriage window with one hand, looked away from that direction, and sneered softly. The carriage fell into darkness again: "This old fox is really cautious and greedy. He is indecisive and stubborn.
The spirit is his greatest weakness."
"I'm afraid this is also a typical weakness of nobles, Your Majesty the Duke." A woman's voice replied: "But I finally convinced this guy, so it's not a wasted trip."
"There are times when he regrets." The hoarse voice smiled coldly.
"He just has no choice, but he may not really board our ship. Then again, how can such a mediocre nobleman understand more profound truths." Grand Duke Anlek shook his head.
"But Duke Cohen, this guy is indeed not worthy of trust. You'd better make plans." He reminded again.
"I have been prepared for it." The hoarse voice replied sinisterly: "He is just a scapegoat."
Enlek nodded and glanced in that direction for the last time with an inexplicable look - the tall city wall of Magitan had only a faint shadow left in the rain curtain. Then he lowered the curtain, and darkness returned to the carriage.
And in the direction he did not see, Count Denel was walking down the spiral staircase of the castle accompanied by knights. The dim light in the spiral corridor reflected his face of different colors. This once arrogant real power in the kingdom
Every wrinkle of the Count's face seemed to be filled with cold doubts.
"Father, do you really plan to form an alliance with those things?" A figure was already waiting below. The noble young man raised his head and asked impatiently: "If we agree, we will have no way out."
Jean Denel glanced at his second son: "Do we have a way out now? It seems you haven't figured out your situation yet."
"No, I mean..."
"That's enough." Jean Denel interrupted him impatiently: "I know what you want to say, and of course I will make preparations in advance. Madala... at least Madala's side..."
He sighed: "Forget it, you go contact the Cruz people."
"Cruz man?"
"There are always things that we need to let them know."
The Earl was silent for a moment, and replied quietly... The third day! I went out to do some errands today, and I was a lot late! Wuwuwu, that's it~)
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