The Huiming Bell Tower is located high in Fatan City. The architecture of the Twelfth Dynasty of the Empire is full of religious solemnity unique to that era. Looking out from the narrow window on one side of the clock tower, you can see the seaside of Fax.
The scenery, the emerald blue sea level is level with the sky, the long promontory, and the lighthouse goes deep into the sea. Juta chose this temporary office location because it overlooks the city and surrounding areas, but Medisa always feels that she is
Because she prefers the sense of security that the narrow space here brings her, it is said that her room in Fir Ling is such a small room that it looks like a fortress from the outside.
There are many inconveniences in working in such a place, but Medisa has always been submissive and agreed. Ernie, the daughter of the Duke of Viero, complained a little, but she did not object. At this moment, the sun was emerging, and a thin light poured into the house.
The long shadow extended along the corner of the table, making the decorative crystal on the table dazzling. Medissa frowned slightly and reached out to move it aside. The crystal was slightly transparent in the sunlight, casting a shadow on the pile of sheepskins on the table.
Burnt yellow light shadow.
This is a letter, filled with cipher text. This ancient language has been passed down from generation to generation by the Silver Elves. It is currently taught by Medissa and is only used in the White Lion Guard. Wait for the Elf Princess to decipher the letter. Wait for a moment.
, Medisa sighed and put down the letter. The sunlight made a silhouette for her. On her side, the Longyan wooden window lattice served as a frame for the harbor scene, holding it inside. However, Fatan had already banned the port, and inside the bay
The waves were as flat as a mirror. "What's the matter, Miss Medisa?" After a long while, O'Neill asked. She thought that according to the usual opening, Medisa would always speak, but this time the elf princess fell into an uncomfortable silence.
Medissa put down the letter and shook her head. "There is no news. The White Army is still standing still. I asked the scouts to approach in the direction of Levia Valley and Golden Needle Forest. The other side is still silent. This silence makes me uneasy."
"Where are the mountain people?" In the corner of the house, Delphine was sitting on a wheelchair. The place where she was was completely dark. Only a calm eye was left to emit light in the darkness. Ms. Silver Dragon stood behind her, and since the secret
After Siler rescued the little human girl, he became more and more appreciative of her intelligence and often stayed by her side in the name of observing patients. Delphien was probably grateful for the former's life-saving grace and did not object.
"This is what I'm worried about." Medissa folded the paper gently and handed it to the two people behind her. Then it was passed to Mythril by Oni and Marjorie, and finally it fell into Delphine's hands.
Above. The Prime Minister Qianjin held the sheepskin with her thumb and forefinger without saying a word. The scars on her face seemed to be carved with a knife, with clear light and dark. On the paper, words like golden threads appeared word by word: Mountain people, there are no
Abnormal movement——
"The White Army, the mountain people of Wallachia. This is the force that Constance can use in the Metz area. Now they are standing still. Why is it weird?" The Duke's daughter's brows were full of trouble. Just like her
A complaining tone.
"Is Her Majesty still planning to target Ludwig first?" Marjorie asked tentatively.
"This is absolutely impossible," Delphine interrupted him decisively. Her eyes fell on the light sheepskin page again, she hesitated silently, and then said, "Maybe she is waiting for the opportunity."
"What time are you waiting for?" Ouni asked.
"It's possible," Medissa rubbed her forehead and thought for a moment. She explained: "I also think Miss Delphine's guess is right. The eldest son of the emperor is in Port Fatan. If he doesn't die, he will become
The remaining pillars of faith of the northern nobles in the temple defeated Fatan, and the dilemma in the north was solved. Duke Weiner wrote many times asking us to go to the Prancing Pony City in the Favor Forest. It was also because of this that Constance could not fail to see it.
At this point, the lord is unwilling to move, and also wants to open a battlefield in Fatan——"...
"But Fatan is not a good battlefield. Although there are long and narrow mountain roads in the east, there are flat and open terrain in the northwest. The hills are also good for hiding troops, making it easy to attack but difficult to defend." Marjorie was quite opposed to this plan.
, this is not the first time he has raised questions. The Magical Doctor and the Poisonous Concubine: The Wasteful Young Lady
Delphine was quite disdainful. "The lord has already arranged a plan. What we have to do is how to implement the plan to the best, rather than discussing whether the plan is feasible." She sneered: "I have limited time, and I am here to think about it.
Listen to Miss Medissa’s constructive thoughts, and as for others, please keep your mouth shut.”
Marjorie's face was quite ugly, but she didn't want to argue with a woman. She gave this ugly creature a cold look and stopped talking. Delphine's words angered Ouni who was standing beside her. The eldest daughter of the Duke sneered: "This sound
The lord's shout is really catchy."
Seeing that the true nature of the Prime Minister's daughter was revealed, Medissa was a little helpless. "Okay, don't argue," she interrupted Delphine's next words softly, knowing full well that if this woman continued to speak viciously, the situation would get out of hand.
Just like the previous times, "Back to the topic, do you have any other ideas?"
When Delphine saw Medisa speaking, she stopped fighting back, but she also stopped speaking easily. The silver dragon lady Mysril behind her suddenly asked: "Are they waiting for the Evergreen Walkway?
army?"
Jorgendigon's army and the lion men.
Except for Delphine, several people's eyes lit up slightly, but the light in Medisa's eyes quickly dimmed. She shook her head and said: "The armies of the Dukes are also gathering. At the moment, time is too late for Constance.
Every second counts - if she doesn't want to drag out this civil war for several years. The Lord also thinks so. He knows that the woman will never wait for several years. She will definitely seize this opportunity. How can she wait for Qiao Gendigang?
The army and the lion men arrived on the battlefield?"
"She must have another agenda," Delphine replied with certainty: "That's why we can be confident. We have to find a way to make that woman show her tail."
"What good idea do you have?" O'Ni said quarrelsomely.
There was a faint light in the eyes of the prime minister's daughter, like a hunting female leopard showing its teeth and claws. "It's simple. Constance's commander is standing still, which means that their best opportunity has not yet come. We don't want to give it to them.
This opportunity, let this opportunity never come - we take the initiative and attack the Ovehin Livia Valley and the Golden Needle Forest."
"You're crazy!" The Duke's daughter was startled.
Marjorie was also startled, but the professional noncommissioned officer quickly reacted and looked thoughtful.
Medisa was startled for a moment, then she gently tapped the tip of her chin, which was as smooth as jade. "This plan seems to have certain feasibility," she said after considering, "As long as the details are slightly modified..."
Ouni saw that these three people seemed to be serious. She was not good at military affairs. She couldn't help but hesitated and said: "Do I need to inform the earl?"
"Of course," the Elf Princess was now the commander of the Imperial Guards who commanded thousands of troops. She immediately made the decision: "You also need to inform Jutta. Without her warrant, you cannot mobilize the White Lion Guards." She seemed to have just realized that.
Someone was missing, so I couldn't help but ask: "By the way. Where is Ms. Jutta?"
"...She seems to have gone on patrol herself because she was worried that the information was wrong."
Medisa smiled bitterly and shook her head. "This lady..."
...Wu Lin Cangmang
The Golden Needle Valley is like a sea of shade and gray. The tall silver trees are like soldiers clad in gray. The snow-white tree trunks stand upright, and the branches twist and climb. After midsummer, the autumn mood has arrived in the forest, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of gray fallen leaves. Several people
The knight rode up to an ancient tree. He was fully clothed and armed, and there was a white lion with shining fur on his shoulder. The leading female knight lifted up her mask, and her long, fiery hair flowed out from under the metal visor.
Looking down, a coveted and charming face was revealed. Her emerald eyes swept across the tree trunks, she raised her spear and pointed at one of them and asked: "What is this?"...
Where the tip of her spear pointed, the tree trunk was criss-crossed with sharp marks. It was weird and winding, as if it was wriggling and resurrecting. It was unpleasant.
"This is a secret message left by the mountain people, sir," one of the knights glanced at the tree and replied angrily: "The remnants of Wallach have been using this set of secret messages to convey messages for thousands of years. Only they can
Know what this means."
Jutta raised her eyes and looked around. The forest was as quiet as a ghost. The cold wind swept through the treetops, and then whispers echoed through the forest. She was not afraid. She raised her spear and drew a circle around her body: "This place used to belong to the mountain people.
Territory?”
"Here, as well as the north of the Golden Needle Forest, including the Levia Valley." The knight replied respectfully: "The mountain people have been hiding here for thousands of years. It is precisely because they are in the north that the White Army dares to do that.
There are troops stationed in a dead place like Ovehin surrounded by valleys on three sides without fear, but with this forest, Ovehin is the most important strategic location in the south of Khomehin."
"Then where are they now?"
The knight was stuck. "This..." he hesitated: "Some people saw them going to the north. The local hunters said that as early as a week ago, the mountain people here began to migrate in large numbers, and now the forest is empty.
.”
Jutta turned back, her emerald green eyes flashing with dissatisfaction with this answer. "Why do they want to go to the north?" she asked in return: "The mountains of Wallach are the hometown that the mountain people dream about. They
Why did you leave this land after getting it? Mel, you are also a mountain man, will you leave your homeland? I know the mountain people very well, because the blood of the mountain people also flows in my body, and they will never easily
Leave your hometown."
She frowned uneasily: "There must be some conspiracy hidden here. The key is, where did they go?"
The knight muttered softly: "...They went on a pilgrimage, and Rachel appeared in Warnd again."
'Rachi' is the saint of the mountain people. The mountain people have passed down legends about him from generation to generation. It is said that he brought the mountain people out of trouble from the minions of the evil god Tadisian in today's Wallaka. The mountains in Wallach area
The howling wind still carries his name, and occasionally the woods will whisper legends about this past. Wallach means the hometown of the saint in the language of the mountain people, so it is regarded as a sacred land by the mountain people.
.
Jutta spat lightly. "That woman who is pretending to be a ghost," she was talking about Constance, and her words were full of disdain. "When did the Dark Dragon become the saint of the mountain people, although the Min'er people once
He ruled the mountain people for a while, but their lives at that time were no better than they are now."
The knight shook his head: "I'm not sure about this, my lord." He looked ahead, and saw the overlapping shadows of the trees, which was unsettling. He hesitated: "Do you want to continue moving forward?"
The female knight raised a finger, and the bloodless snow-white color suddenly hit her face. "Shh--" Jutta replied solemnly: "Did you hear anything?"
The forest is whispering, and the rustling of footsteps is like insects spreading on the ground. Shocking Female Eunuch: The Emperor is on the plate
…
Bai's words finally had a miraculous effect.
There was a moment of silence in the underground rotunda. A beam of light shone down from the dome. Bright spots were flying. Dust was floating up and down. Light and dark were intertwined. Lawson's undead was shaped like a stone statue. Only the fire of the soul was burning brightly in the cavity of his ribs.
.A stone rolled down from the broken pillar, making a silent echo. Gululu rolled to Bai Jia's feet, and the female knight bent down and picked it up.
Brando then turned around. He looked at Bai condescendingly, his dark brown eyes narrowed deeply. "Before negotiating terms, take out the things first."
Bai's face changed. "What?"
"You know."
Bai changed her expression several times, and finally nodded hesitantly. "Take it!" She took out a gem with shining spots like agate from her arms and threw it to Brando. Brando reached out to catch it and held it steady.
Holding it firmly in your hand, it feels cold, but there is a warm feeling inside. There is no doubt that this gem is the extremely precious thing in the previous life - the rule fragment.
"You know the truth," Brando replied, "You can tell me now."
"What do you want to hear?"
"all."
"But the key is Her Majesty's deal with that--"
Bai's face gradually darkened. "If I tell you everything, what trump cards do I have? Human beings, this is not the way to negotiate a deal."
Brando smiled. If he was not familiar with this woman, he might have been fooled. He shook his head and said without mind: "If you really think so, Ms. Tiamas," he said in a long tone.
The voice sounded: "Mr. Crotter——"
"That's enough -" Bai almost roared. The deceased had long since lost the right to breathe, but her chest rose and fell sharply, as if she was recalling her instincts during her lifetime in anger: "The key to the deal lies in your hands."
Brando glanced at the fragment of rules in his hand. "In my hand? Of course I know it is in my hand, but what benefit can Constance get from it?" He said in surprise: "I don't think the Silver Queen
He is a philanthropist who only wants to give without expecting anything in return.”
"You asked the wrong question," Bai sneered, "You should ask, what benefits can Madara get from it."
Brando spread his hands, and the agate-shaped diamond sparkled in the center of his palm, shining softly, making his cheeks pale. But he then retracted his hand, frowned, and realized that the problem might not be that simple.
"What exactly does this sentence mean?" he asked: "Stop being so pretentious, you should know that my patience is limited."
"There are several places in the White Mountains where the sun never rises again. A new order is created there, and the undead can be strengthened to the greatest extent on that land."
"The Land of the Dead Moon." A voice buzzed in Brando's mind, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
…
(PS: It’s a little late because I was planning the plot later, so don’t worry.)
