Bill's threat worked. After a war of words, Cassati issued a new oracle. The gods gave Bill a chance to atone. After the Punishers evacuated, Wenna immediately took Bill back to the Lord's Castle.
After resting for a whole day, Bill recovered to some extent. He begged Wenna not to tell Reggie what happened today, especially not to tell Batchelor. Wenna told Bill honestly: "This is impossible."
Taking such a big risk, just to impress Reggie Victor, Wenna wrote a letter to Reggie in her own hand, describing today's scene in a very touching way. A weak woman risked her life to rescue Reggie's courier.
Wen Na herself shed tears when she wrote the emotional part.
Lance sent the news to Batchelor overnight, and Batchelor conveyed the news to Reggie.
From the messages from the couriers, Reggie judged one thing. Wen Na did not lie to herself, and the situation in Zhilin City was basically consistent with what she described.
But Batchelor discovered something else. He noticed Cassati's weird stunts.
Reggie dismissed this: "It's just some tricks."
"What is... Jianghu?"
"It's just some deceptive tricks," Reggie explained, "such as tape recorders and portable stereos. They are not the will of gods anyway."
"What are tape recorders and stereos?" Batchelor looked at Reggie in surprise. Reggie was also helpless. He knew that these things were impossible in this era. Cassati's stunts were indeed very weird, and he couldn't find a reasonable reason.
explanation, but Bachelo seems to know the inside story.
"It seems that Cassati is accompanied by an old friend of mine, Sandre the Onomatopoeia."
"Onomatopoeia?" Reggie's eyes lit up, "Are you talking about wizards?"
"Not a well-known wizard, but his witchcraft has reached a level above the clouds," Batchelor rubbed his forehead as he was thinking about something.
"The last time I saw Sandre was fifteen years ago, when he was still a young man. He was very knowledgeable in witchcraft. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. Such witchcraft was of little use.
"
"Above the clouds," Reggie looked at Batchelor and said with a smile, "Grand Bachelor, what level are you at?"
Batchelor smiled and said: "Sir, I am not a wizard, how can I have a level?"
Reggie smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
"Onomatopoeia...who said his witchcraft is useless? I think he is very useful. Do you still remember an idea I had yesterday? I think we can discuss it further."
Batchelor knew what Reggie was thinking. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said: "If Sandre is willing to help, it is a good idea, but he is with Katissa, we must find a suitable one."
The candidate is close to him."
"The right person..." Reggie thought for a while and asked, "What do you think of Doranor?"
"I'm afraid this won't work," Batchelor shook his head and said, "As far as I know, there are paladins around Cassati, so it's difficult for aliens to get close to her."
"Paladin?" Reggie frowned, "I seem to have heard that they are also special humans."
"Yes, they are very special," Bachelo said. "They have special abilities, they can sense the existence of aliens at any time, and they have an innate hatred for aliens."
"You actually have such a strange ability?" Reggie found it a little puzzling. "Wizards, elves, orcs, and mountain monsters are all aliens. Can he feel it?"
Batchelor also laughed: "Sir, do you really think it's strange? In fact, there is a paladin in Broken Snow City, but he may not know his identity yet."
A chill ran down his spine, and a familiar name appeared in Reggie's mind.
Can sense the existence of aliens, yes, he can always sense the existence of Sophia.
It is true that he has an innate hatred for aliens, and his attitude towards Natalie and Calaf is very bad.
"You're not talking about Tyre, are you?"
Batchelor remained silent, his expression already gave the answer.
Reggie rubbed his forehead vigorously, an irreconcilable contradiction was placed in front of him.
Except for evil spirits, Reggie believed that Shattered Snow City could accept all living beings, but the Paladin seemed to be an exception. He had a natural rejection of other creatures, which went against all Reggie's expectations and dreams for Shattered Snow City.
"I want Tyr to go to Zhilin City, and I still think he is a suitable candidate."
Batchelor sighed and said: "I believe in Tyr's loyalty to you, but the Holy Knight is a warrior who belongs to the Punisher. He can help you fight against the Punisher in Shattering Snow City. This has greatly violated his
Nature, if you want to gamble again..."
"It's not a gamble, it's just a choice," Reggie shook his head. "Whether he wants to stay in Shattering Snow City or not, I will at least give him a chance to choose."
Reggie took the letter sent by Lance and re-examined every detail in it. Soon, he noticed Bill's words.
"Bill lied about being Charlemagne's messenger, which allowed him to escape. Is this the method you taught him?"
"Yes, my lord, Prince Charlemagne is still collecting food for Sophia. Pretending to be his name can give the Heavenly Punisher a certain degree of shock, and it can also give my messenger a chance to survive."
Reggie said: "But as far as I know, Charlemagne's four million pounds of grain have already been given to Sophia."
"But the queen didn't think it was enough, and the prince spared no effort," Batchelor said with a smile. "Charlemagne wanted to help Sophia win this war completely."
Reggie also smiled: "What an infatuated prince. It seems that our plan is about to take shape. The troublesome thing is who should be allowed to approach Cassati."
…
Wen Na waited eagerly for news about Reggie in Zhilin City. Finally, three days later, she received a reply from the messenger.
Lance came back, and he brought four other people with him, an old man with an unusually numb expression, as if wearing a mask, a tall and thin man who looked a little sinister, a young man who was full of disgust for his companions, and another
There was a girl with an inexplicable look of inferiority and anxiety on her face.
Doranor, Modessa, Tyr and Dorothy, this is Reggie's plan, they will be the key to this operation.
But this made Wen Na very disappointed. She believed that Reggie should send more manpower. Even if it was a secret operation, he should bring at least dozens of soldiers.
"Viscount Victor only sent you here?" Wenna looked at the four people helplessly, "Have you ever fought? Did you bring weapons? Are there any anti-fans or anything like that..."
"There is black powder," Modesa called for ten iron barrel bombs, "but these are dedicated to Kassati."
"Dedicate it to Cassati?" Wenna walked back a few steps, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Modessa took out a letter from his arms: "This is for you, my lord."
The letter contained a detailed plan, and the first line left Wen Na completely speechless.
"The first step of the plan is to find a subordinate who is smart enough and loyal enough, bring along the black fans, and join Kassati."
"Where can I find such a person?" Wen Na shook her head and said, "Since Reggie promised to help me, why can't he find a suitable candidate for me?"
"There is no suitable candidate in Shattering Snow City," Modesa said with a cold expression, "This is your war, and this is what you must complete."
Wen Na sat in silence for a long time, shook her head and said: "There is no such person. I can give the black fans to Cassati. This person is smart enough, but he is not loyal."
Tell said: "If this person betrays you, he will reveal your master's plan."
Wen Na frowned and said, "It is precisely because he betrayed me that he will not reveal our plan."