The hero of the female supporting role in fast time travel is highly poisonous

"Your Excellency, even if the representatives are in this city, they still need to send a letter back to arrange various tasks. Since they are not in the territory, their subordinates will inevitably encounter problems that can only be handled by the lord in the process of carrying out their orders. In this way, let the lord return to the territory first, and then accept your wise instructions through letters, and personally direct and arrange various matters, which will be more efficient." Hajim spread his hands and explained.

"You're totally farting!!" Walter was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and yelled again: "Hajim, last night, that old man in Mandalay joined forces with several city lords to have a private party without me, and then let you be My chief assistant. And I, your immediate boss, didn't know until this morning?!"

"Yes, Your Excellency, I visited you this morning, and you agreed." Hajim replied suspiciously.

"So, let me ask you, as my chief assistant, do you know that those bastards are going to flee back to the territory?!"

"No, Your Excellency, to be precise, I only know that the Lords of Oswell and Colonel have definite intentions to return."

"Then why didn't you tell me when you came to see me in the morning?!" Walter couldn't help but get mad.

"Uh, Your Excellency, you didn't ask me. At the same time, I attributed this matter to unimportant secondary matters. In addition, the two city lords set off to return to the territory before I came to see you, even though I asked You reported it, but it won't help."

"Then why didn't you come to see me last night?!"

"The subordinate had not officially taken office at the time, and was just a small clerk in Losotte City. He had no right to report to you anything, let alone important news about the itinerary of the real power lord of the kingdom, which did not comply with the regulations. In addition, it was very late at that time, and the subordinates thought it was very inappropriate to disturb your rest and take up your precious sleep time."

"You!" Looking at the sincere and cunning bureaucrat, Walter felt that he couldn't breathe out, and his whole lungs were going to be exploded by this shameless little bureaucrat.

Eventually, Walter gave up on continuing the argument with the other party, turned around and left the office.

Hajim was relieved after the other party left completely, sat back in his seat, and continued to work.

Soon after, Walter came to the city lord's mansion.After going through many posts, he met his childhood friend——Mandalay von Erlier Nisko, the lord of Clakein.

"Oh, my old buddy, you are slower than I expected~ Well, look at your angry look, tsk tsk, you chose Hajim, you really chose the right person!" The old man leaning on the recliner The Santo, with an uncontrollable smile, laughed at Walter.

Seeing his old friend's bird-like appearance, Walter's anger suddenly dissipated, and he said very weakly: "Old bastard! You really deserved to send such a treasure to deal with me!"

Hearing that the bad friend had conceded defeat, the old city lord couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.This kind of wild laughter from the heart made the old man a little out of control, and tears and snot flowed out together.

This maniacal laughter lasted for 5 minutes, until the other party completely quieted down.Walter said in an extremely serious tone: "Old man, do you know what you are doing? Why are you standing on the side of those idiots? How much effort did I have to gather them? It took a whole afternoon for them to make up their minds to fight against the tyrant together! In the end, everything I did lasted for only one day! I never had a chance to integrate them again! You could have informed me, you could have stopped them! But why!? My old friend! What are you thinking!?"

The old city lord quietly looked at his former childhood friend, and waited for the other party to lose his temper before he opened his mouth and said, "Old friend, I want to ask, what are you thinking?"

"what?!"

"The Walter de Levaux Forspo I know has no honor, no shame. Selfish and shameless, dirty but not cheap, able to do what ordinary people can't do, can endure what ordinary people can't endure. Compassionate, but not An act of mercy, has a moral bottom line, and is really good at taking advantage of loopholes in the law. You are such a scum, old friend, I don't believe that you can change your body after decades of wandering in the north. I know you can't do it Yes, because I didn't do it either... So, old friend, what are you thinking about when you come back this time? What are you going to do next?"

"I, I..." Walter was stunned for a moment, and stammered: "What are you talking about? Of course I...Of course I want to keep the southern power. I don't want you, and others, to be sent by the tyrant. Go to the guillotine!"

"Come on, old fox!" The old city lord said with contempt on his face, "What the hell are you, do you really think I don't know? I heard that there was such a big cleansing in the north. I'll see you again. Then you actually came to see me and asked me to send a letter and hold a meeting?! I almost thought I met a brilliant liar! Put away your rhetoric, my old friend, what the hell are you What happened please?"

Seeing that the other party still refused to speak, the old city lord sighed: "Old friend, we have been friends for decades, as long as you open your mouth, I will do my best to help, why use the so-called righteousness to deceive me and all the southern lords? What are you planning?!"

For a moment, Walter's mind loosened, but when he thought that his family was still in the hands of those monsters, he could only hold back the idea of ​​asking for help.

"No! I just want to win and live! Forget it, I don't count on you anymore. Farewell!"

"Old friend!" the old city lord called out to Walter, who turned to leave. "I don't have much time, and I won't live long. Are you going to tell me the truth after you and I go to hell?!"

Walter didn't turn around, turned his back to the city lord, and responded seriously: "Mandalay, yes, we are both scumbags, but there is one thing you got wrong. If one of us is going to hell, then It can only be me."

'Follower of Glory' Dracos Daxel, the current Demon King, looked at the soldiers who were camping around, and nodded with satisfaction.He said to a personal guard: "Go, get Xhosa."

The personal guards immediately took the order to set off, and Dracos also turned back and entered the main tent.

Soon, the 'Dragon' Xhosa Moon Eater entered the main tent, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master Demon King, what orders do you have?"

"It's nothing urgent, please, Xhosa, how are you recovering from your injuries?" Drakes motioned for the other party to get up.

Xhosa stood up, "It's almost healed, oh, Lord Demon King, how is your injury?"

(Damn animals, such a serious injury, it’s almost healed in a month?) The corner of the Demon King’s mouth was a little unnatural: "This small injury, of course, can’t kill me... Well, let’s not talk about this , how far are we from the city of 'Marco'?"

Xhosa calculated in his mind for a while, and finally said in an uncertain tone: "It should be about a hundred miles away, Lord Demon King, and you will be able to reach 'Mako' in three days. Well, you want to hurry, please hurry up." Entering the city in one day?"

"Hey~! The soldiers are very tired, it doesn't matter if there is one more day or one day less. Well, how about this, let's just rest in place for a day, so that everyone can refresh themselves, so as not to make the old fellows of the Senate laugh."

Hearing this, Xhosa was a little worried and said: "My lord, this dark expedition did not achieve much. Although the cities of Duoport and Simika were destroyed, the gains were not much. The troops were given back to humans due to the retreat, and the king city was not captured. Contrary to the results of the battle, the losses of this expedition exceeded expectations, half of the people were lost, and many of the remaining people were also injured, and even lost the magic commander. Archardon, I am afraid that the Senate will impeach you."

"Let them impeach! At most I won't do it! Who would like to take the position of the devil!" Drakes became angry, "I launched thirteen expeditions! Several times they dragged their feet and caused them to fail. This time, the battle was halfway through, and my food and grass were cut off! Every time I went on an expedition, not to mention every time it was a big victory, it was a small victory. Even the few times with the smallest results, it was not a failure! Those half-footed The old thing that went into the coffin! He will only call me 'victorious in all battles' in a sour manner behind his back! Pooh, the entire Senate! It's all slow!"

Xhosa looked around nervously, but luckily no one else was around, which made him feel relieved.He defended with some embarrassment: "No, Lord Demon King, you can't say that, it's not like that... at least not all of it..."

"Huh????!!" Dracos looked at Xhosa in surprise.

"Uh, Lord Demon King..." Xhosa hurriedly changed the subject, "I have a question I've been wanting to ask you for a while, I wonder if you can explain it?"

"Don't be mother-in-law, Xhosa, a big man must have a big man's son, your tone reminds me of those old bastards!"

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point..." Xhosa settled his body, "In your 36 years in office, except for the first six years, you implemented policies in the territory, focused on production, and engaged in construction, and the next 30 years , you launched thirteen great expeditions, the two with the shortest interval were only six months apart. As your most loyal subordinate, I really can't understand why you send troops so frequently, even though, as you said, Every big expedition can be said to be victorious, but the losses in the Demon Realm are not small. In terms of military strength, at least three thousand were lost, and there were several times where tens of thousands were lost like this time. Therefore, please allow me to ask you One sentence: 'Is it all worth it?'”

Dracos was a little disappointed, Xhosa was his most loyal subordinate, even facing the brave man who had obtained divine power, he went up to resist with his life without blinking.But even he began to doubt him, which made Dracos, who is the devil king, a little shaken.

"It's not a question of whether it's worth it, Xhosa." After speaking, the Demon King heaved a long sigh.

"We're out of time, Xhosa."