The Sun King's Evidence

The sorceress is unwilling to admit defeat. She wants it all. Whatever Veronica gets from Ryan, she wants the same treatment!

Ryan's smile gradually turned malicious: "Really? Theresa, are you sure?"

"I'm sure." The sorceress's attitude was very determined, she didn't want to fall behind.

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, Theresa... but this kind of engraving can only be fully effective after you have that kind of relationship with me, otherwise it will have to be recast again and again." Ryan shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to. I’ll do that kind of thing with you, but obviously it’s not time yet, and I can see that you’re not ready either, so let’s talk about it later.”

Theresa frowned, she knew what she had to do if she wanted that "spiritual pattern".

Veronica actually just mentioned the "spirit pattern" to her with a little pride. Theresa didn't know what the spirit pattern was, what it was used for, or where to engrave it, but a woman's Instinct told her that this thing was important, so she simply asked directly.

Hearing Ryan's answer, the sorceress felt a big stone fall in her heart, and she began to re-examine the relationship between herself and Ryan.

Ryan doesn't hate her, but her appearance was not part of Ryan's plan, which makes her current position here a little awkward. But after talking to Veronica, Theresa already knew what she was going to do. .

"Actually... we can find a time in the next few months. Ryan, I am already thirty-one years old, and I know what will happen." Theresa said softly: "Actually, when we arrived at Marienburg I'll be ready when the time comes."

That's why Veronica drove you away in a hurry. I think she must have seen it, Ryan thought to himself.

And I'm not ready.

"Anyway, let's talk about it in the next few months, Theresa. I prefer some things to happen naturally, rather than deliberately for some purpose." Ryan took the initiative to hold the sorceress's hand: "There will be a time when things will fall into place. Yeah, we’re not at that point yet.”

"Yes, we will." Teresa smiled from the bottom of her heart, and the heavy pressure of this period finally disappeared.

…………

After the rainy season, the weather became colder and colder, but the soldiers of the Earl of Glamorgan could smell a burning smell in the air.

This taste is called war.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Bertrand woke up. After waking up, the former bandit leader subconsciously reached out and touched under the pillow. After touching a dagger, he laughed at himself.

He was in the town, in the double-storey house given to him by the count, instead of sleeping rough in the Chalon Forest, competing with beastmen and greenskins for sleeping space. There was no need for him to put a dagger under his pillow. .

I'm used to it, there's nothing I can do about it.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with a table, a few chairs, and a few cabinets. The floor is covered with linen and animal skins. His own sword and big bow are hung on the walls. The stone walls are not particularly strong, but they are enough. Shelter from wind and rain.

"Ahh~" Bertrand howled in pain. In the early hours of the morning, this feeling of wanting to sleep and waking up again was really uncomfortable. The newly appointed sergeant and the commander of the archer company pulled the quilt and covered his head. .

It’s no use, I can’t sleep.

Bertrand decided to get up.

Today is the day for the army to set off. Soldiers from three towns have all gathered in the town of Jean. More than 20 knights, more than 100 knight retinues, more than 100 sergeants and more than 1,000 infantry regiments have been assembled. Food and baggage have been gathered. Everything is in place, all that's left is to set off.

When he got up, the sky outside was still gray. Bertrand changed his clothes, simply fetched some water from the bucket on the first floor, washed his face, and began to boil water to make soup. He tore a basket of black bread into pieces with his hands and threw it into the big basket. In the iron pot, there are some vegetables, flour, and even a small piece of pork and ham.

After becoming a sergeant, the salary and rations were very generous, and Bertrand could enjoy these foods with peace of mind without any psychological burden.

After a while, when the sky was just getting dark, Bertrand's companion Hugo also got up. The two sergeants shared a two-story house, but Hugo had already found a lover, a refugee serf from the Principality of Belian. , the family was ruined, Bertrand's old friend Hugo immediately took a fancy to her blond hair and plump breasts, and took her home after seeing her once.

"Bertrand, you bandit, why did you get up so early today?" Hugo was also a bandit leader who was awarded the title of sergeant. Now he was leading a platoon of people. When he saw Bertrand getting up early, he cursed He started to help Bertrand. Hugo and Bertrand had known each other for a long time. Bertrand liked to call Hugo "little man" because the guy's height of 1.65 meters was really short. Hugo liked to call him Bertrand. "Bingo", because Bertrand's archery skills are so superb. Within two hundred steps, Bertrand can shoot another arrow that has hit the bull's-eye and split the arrow body in two.

After cooking something briefly, the two sergeants had a breakfast.

"Little man, this is our first time participating in the Count's war. We must perform well, otherwise we will bring shame to everyone." Leather coat, chainmail, blouse, dagger, big bow, sharp sword , Bertrand armed himself fully.

"Yes, yes, I understand." Hugo also knew how merciful Earl Lane was to let go of the robbers like him. All the robbers who surrendered swore that they would die for the Earl.

In the early morning, sharp knocking sounds came from the watchtower in the town. A sergeant was using a hammer to hit the big bell of the watchtower.

"Dang~dang~dong~"

"Assemble the whole army!" the knights shouted.

Outside the town, an army of 1,500 people is gathering quickly. Hundreds of spear infantry are all equipped with shields. The crossbowmen are ready to go. The swordsmen are gearing up. The infantry are all ready with bright armor and high military flags. They are eager for war, eager to capture, and eager to be promoted to sergeants.

Veronica appeared in a corner of the army with more than a dozen witch apprentices. This kind of war was also a rare opportunity for these witch apprentices to fight. Veronica knew very well that for most witch apprentices, fighting was the most important thing. Quick way to get promoted.

More than thirty knights will also go out with the army. They ride on powerful horses, wearing beautiful knight armor and gorgeous blouses. Their shields are hung on the hind legs of the horses, and swords hang on their waists. Holding lances in their hands, the knights were bright and bright compared to the infantry who were not neatly dressed and had a rustic smell. The proud knights-errant raised their heads one after another and looked down on these country bumpkins.

Until several kingdom knights appeared, Holy Grail Knight Armand led several kingdom knights and dozens of knights' retinues, riding mixed elf war horses and holding high the Earl's family heraldry banner. Several kingdom knights were all wearing plate armor. Armand looked serious: "Is everyone here?"

"Everyone is here, except the elves." The kingdom knight Hex is wearing a beautiful dwarf fine plate armor. He has bright eyes and sword eyebrows, and is full of heroism, but his face is serious. His shield is engraved with his own family crest, silver The gray coat of arms is the base, and a horn and sword are crossed on the black feather helmet.

Several kingdom knights set their sights on a group of dwarves in the army. Most of the dwarves' armors were old and broken, and many of the dwarves' beards were not so clean and tidy, but this group of dwarves exuded a strong aura. The smell of blood and the spirit of war, the leading dwarf wore a domed helmet with two large horns on his head, and held a battle ax as tall as others in his hand.

"Come on, come on, war, I can bet that the brave dwarf must be the champion~" Sven Novigreen led more than fifty dwarves to shout. The dwarf leader led himself with Ryan's permission. His clan settled here, and he couldn't wait to take action on the beasts and greenskins.

"The elves are here too." Julius, Ryan's future brother-in-law, rode alone. He was not wearing a helmet, holding the reins with one hand and said to Armand: "Your Excellency Armand, look over there."

About a hundred woodland guards and twenty or thirty eternal guards appeared under the leadership of the wood elf lord Ogros. Even in winter, the woodland lord simply wore an animal skin cloak, paired with Deron -The fine scale armor and long sword made by Feinsen, with a recurve bow on his back, riding a stag, appeared at the end of everyone's sight.

Julius noticed that most of the wood elf troops looked very immature, like children. The legitimate son of Duke Winford said dissatisfied: "What do the elves think of this war? Children coming to play house?" "

"The elves use this war to train new recruits." Armand shook his head. The count's flag officer said nothing special: "The wood elves want to be trained by the war, but they are afraid of losing these recruits, so they take the initiative Offer to participate in our winter war so that these new recruits can be trained and avoid losses."

"Hmph~ The wood elf is really good at calculating." Julius snorted coldly.

"But we also need the wood elves. With them, there will be no beastmen to play hide and seek with us." Armand remained calm: "We just need each other."

"Okay." Julius had nothing more to say. Ryan had emphasized to him that he should listen to Armand's command. Although the Duke's legitimate son was a marquis, Armand was a Knight of the Holy Grail: "Your Excellency Armand, this time Are you going to direct this war?"

Unexpectedly, Armand shook his head: "I am just a flag officer and deputy general. There is another person in charge."

O'Gross led the wood elf army to approach. This woodland lord was burly, his face and arms were covered with green patterns, and he was full of wildness. He noticed that there were dwarves in the army, so he used a poor human to The language said: "It was agreed before... that there would be no... dwarf."

"We never said that there were no dwarves involved in this war. Sir O'Gross, it was the wood elves who promised the count that they would obey the command." Armand said with a frown.

"...Then let's do it." O'Gross frowned. The wood elves are not like the high elves. There is no deep hatred between them and the dwarves, they just dislike each other.

"Okay, we are going to fight with Pointy Ears. I hope these Pointy Ears will not run in front of us during the war. Then it will be inevitable for us to blow their heads off." Dwarf Engineer Dugan Tiehan said. With a pot of ale and two large dwarf guns on his back, he said mockingly.

"Hahahahaha~ Let Pointy Ears know how powerful we dwarves are." The dwarves all laughed and said, "Pointy Ears are just a group of younger brothers."

"Brothers, just stand back and shoot arrows."

The wood elves could not understand what the dwarves were saying, but they knew instinctively that they were not good words. More than 90% of the wood elves who came here today were new recruits. Their immaturity also represented impulsiveness. Many of the new wood elves glared at the dwarves. The dwarves continued to laugh.

The human infantry suffered from both sides. These serf infantry could only lower their heads and endure. Facing the dwarves and elves, they had an inherent sense of inferiority.

At this time, a wild roar pierced the gloomy winter sky, and a huge hippogryph hovered and glided in the air. It obeyed the rider's orders and roared loudly, disturbing the entire town.

The army outside the town fell silent, and everyone looked at the hippogryph in the sky.

There was a strong sense of intimidation coming from the Hippogryph, and even the dwarves and elves had lingering fears. The Hippogryph, wearing exquisite armor, finally landed in front of everyone after passing through the low altitude. It spread its wings and showed off its power: "Aw! Ouch!"

A bald man wearing a white bearskin cape and dwarven mithril plate jumped down from the hippogryph: "Are you ready? My soldiers?"

"Yes! Lord Angron, we are ready!" The knights and sergeants responded loudly to the visitor's inquiry.

"Okay! Let's go!"

"The whole army marches out!"

…………

Ryan stood inside the castle, watching the slowly leaving army through the window, silently, with some expectation and some nervousness in his eyes.

He somewhat understood why the electors of the empire and the dukes of Britannia liked to lead their own troops in important battles, because it would feel uneasy to entrust their troops to others.

But thinking about Angron taking over the battle, Ryan felt much more relaxed.

"You have to get used to this, Ryan. You are already a count. There is no need to do everything yourself. You have to know how to let go of many things. It is necessary to maintain a certain degree of mystery and mobility, especially since you are the champion of ladies." Morgiana The voice came from behind Ryan. The beautiful Lake God Witch was wearing a gentle sea-sand white high-collar dress, sitting on a soft armchair. Sitting opposite her was Theresa. Morgiana responded to Ryan's invitation, The sorceress is being taught advanced sensing methods of magical winds.

That is to say, Ryan can have this face. If it were any other Duke, the Witch of the Lake God would probably say: "Get out."

"My scout reported to me that there is a batch of vibranium in the green-skinned fortress deep in the Chalon Forest. The purpose of this war is not only to train, but also to get the batch of vibranium in hand." Ryan nodded.

"Okay, let's continue, Teresa."

"Um!"

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