The Sun King's Evidence

PS: This chapter is not included when writing about war. I really didn’t write well enough, so I’m sorry.

When the reconnaissance army returned to the camp, the army had already established a large forest camp here. The return of Ryan and others aroused cheers from everyone. Although many knights and soldiers returned with injuries, they showed proudly Holding his trophies, the goblin ears and the big green-skinned head were strung together.

"My king, what have you encountered?" Count Antelm came up. The Pegasus knights he led hid in the forest to rest. The knights fed the smart Pegasus with carrots, and the Pegasus flapped their wings to devour them. carrot.

"We encountered an ambush and cavalry from green skins." Ryan reached out and tore off his robe. The king's robe was covered with green skin blood and minced meat, as well as the stench soaked in the blood of giant spiders. Ryan was deeply moved. Taking a breath: "And the green-skinned warlord, leader of Iron Rock, Gronok-Iron Claw."

"How is the situation?" Antelm carefully looked at the casualties and captures of the reconnaissance team: "It seems that you won the battle? My king, how do you know the name of the big green-skinned warlord?"

"Because it called her name. Green things are always so disgusting." Veronica answered. The Witch of Gloria also looked very embarrassed at this time. Her fiery red leather battle suit was scratched. Originally, Her carefully taken care of hair was stained with many grass seeds, weeds and even green skinned feces. Almost as soon as she returned to the camp, she immediately asked the witch apprentices to arrange a bath for her: "That green skinned warlord is really difficult to deal with. , was shot three times in the body, stabbed in the back and slashed by Ryan, and Bertrand was shot in the back by an arrow, but he still didn’t die.”

"If green skins die so easily, then they are not green skins." Antelm smiled elegantly: "Thank you, Ms. Veronica, you should have been practicing in the wizard tower, but you came to the front line , fight side by side with us.”

"I know what I should do, and I don't need you to guide me. Your Excellency Antelm, thank you for your approval, but I think I need a little private space." Witch of Gloria said hello with a lot of stains on her face, Then he rushed directly into the tent, as did several of the accompanying witches.

On the contrary, the knights and the old guards not only did not rush to change out of the blood-stained robes and armor, but proudly showed themselves to everyone in the camp. Looking at the hurried appearance of the several witches, The men showed contempt.

Hey, woman.

Similarly, the witches also rolled their eyes at the group of men, thinking, isn't this uncomfortable? Smelly and injured, yet so proud? It's so disgusting and boring.

Ha, man.

"We severely damaged the green-skinned warlord of Steel Rock. We did a good job, brother Ryan." Belega stroked his white beard, raised his head and said to Ryan: "This investigation has yielded some results."

"I think it's just the opposite." Ryan shook his head with a wry smile: "Our elimination of the green-skinned giant spiders and cavalry is a glorious victory, as is the heavy damage to the green-skinned warlord, but we have not completed our reconnaissance mission."

"No, we're done." Belegar shook his head violently: "Brother Ryan, do you remember what I told you? The greenskins rarely defended the city. We severely damaged the greenskin warlord and his cavalry. According to the glorious tradition of the Iron Claw tribe, they no longer have the courage to fight with us in the wild, so the battle of Steel Rock has been much easier to fight. I will take people to investigate the surrounding area tomorrow."

"Okay! I'll go with you tomorrow." Ryan nodded, and he announced on the spot: "Today's battle was very difficult, and it was also fought very well! Everyone has worked hard, now please take a good rest and heal your wounds. There is still a very tough battle to fight ahead.”

The army dispersed in the camp. Ryan could see that Antelm had something to say to him. He waved his hand to disperse the remaining knights, indicating that everyone could disperse.

"Sir Kalad, do you need a bath?" Catherine, the Light Fire Witch, once again came to Kalad very considerately. She seemed not to care at all about the stains and dust on her body, but instead reached out to help Kalad. He untied the robe covered with green skin and spider meat: "Do you need my help?"

"Ah, no need." Kalad was a little embarrassed. Count Garament, who was powerful in the sanctuary, vaguely understood the thoughts of the witch in front of him. After following Ryan for many years, Kalad also began to gradually understand some things. He Knowing that he was not ready to accept a new relationship, he could only refuse politely: "I will do it myself. Thank you, Miss Catherine. You have worked hard today. Go and rest early."

"I can prepare a large basin of hot water in a minute." Catherine still insisted.

"Oh, Callard, Miss Catherine said so, just give her a chance." Ryan said with a smile: "Haha, don't you want free hot water?"

"Then...okay." The king had his destiny, and Kalad had no choice but to obey. Catherine cast a grateful look at Ryan, and the two of them left one after the other.

Before Ryan could speak to Antelm, he noticed a hint of displeasure in Antelm's eyes. The king then noticed that at some point, Black Heart Rep's deputy Durant also came out. She pestered the witch named Scarlett: "Miss Scarlett, thank you for your hard work when you come back from the expedition. I have sent someone to prepare bath water for you. You can take a bath now. Oh, please don't worry, I have arranged everything." I will never do what maids and strong women do..."

"That's enough, get out of here!" Scarlett put her hands on her hips and said menacingly. The witch's attitude was bad: "I don't want any of your bath water. Get out of here before I do anything. Get out of here." Click, now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you!”

"But..." Seeing that Scarlett was unhappy, Durant quickly bent down and carefully showed a flattering expression: "You will spend a lot of time and mana on your own."

"That's what I am willing to do. Get out of here now!" Scarlett had already summoned a small fireball, and the Gloria Witch couldn't help but be angry: "Get out of here!!!"

The conflict seemed to be escalating, but Durant was unwilling to leave. He was still trying to explain that he meant no harm.

"Scarlett, you are not allowed to use magic in the camp! Durant, since others don't agree, don't pester her." Ryan finally decided to speak. The Gloria Witch was startled and quickly apologized to Ryan, then got angry. Durant pushed Durant away in a hurry and left. Durant was very embarrassed. He looked at Ryan aggrievedly and said that this was not what you suggested before.

"These country bumpkins are such annoying things." Antelm said with some displeasure: "I want to make a sincere suggestion to you, my king, you have sealed the Britannia Independent Regiment and That black-hearted Lepp should not set foot on the land of Britannia, you know how many knights want to kill them."

"I know, I have other plans for them." Ryan nodded with a wry smile. As a Knight of the Holy Grail, Antelm's attitude was considered good, but he was not right for the situation.

The King of Knights and Count Kuileu walked towards the king's tent. Ryan thought for a while and asked tentatively: "What about Durant?"

How about Durant? Antelm was stunned for a second, and he suddenly understood what Ryan meant: "What he said is okay. Most of the knights hate and hate Black Heart Repp and his pistol cavalry. As for Durant... this is a A brave warrior, he is not a direct descendant of the black-hearted Lepp. The knights don't think much of him. My king, if you wish, I can appropriately guide the conversation in the camp."

"Very good, I understand." Ryan knew what was going on. The King of Knights stretched out his hand and raised his fingers together, indicating that Antelm could tell him something. Apparently Sulia's cousin wanted to see him for something.

"My king, do you know the divination skills of the Strigni people?" Antelm hesitated a little, but he still said: "It is the divination skills that the Strigni witches know."

"Divination? Are there any Strigni left in the camp?" Ryan frowned and said to Antelm, "Didn't I order the expulsion of all Strigni?"

"It should have been like this." Antelm was silent for a few seconds: "But when we were arresting a Strigni girl, that girl suddenly fell into some bizarre state. My female courtier Tell me that she lost control of her emotions and entered a state of wandering where her magic power was out of control. We were planning to take her down, but she made a prophecy about this war."

"The magic is out of control?" Ryan stopped, and he continued: "Prophecy? Why are you telling me now?"

"Because we were trying to determine the authenticity of the prophecy, we imprisoned her for repeated questioning. After a few days, we determined that this prophecy seemed to be made by her unintentionally. We even gave her a dose of vitamin C. Ms. Ronika's Veritaserum, she still said that it was a gift from the Vampire King to her and her people. This prophecy mentioned the Valaya Gate where Valaya is sad. It is said that our expeditionary force will face them there. An unprecedented war." Antelm whispered: "I know this matter is bizarre, but the predictions of the Strigni people have always been accurate, and the prophets of the Lake God also believed that she was not lying, so I came to tell you you."

"What's the name of this Strigni girl?" Ryan's face was serious. They were completely blind in the Badlands, relying entirely on Belegar's knowledge of the Badlands to march reluctantly.

"Her name is Esmeralda," Antelm said.

"Esmeralda...what about Quasimodo?" Ryan said casually after hearing the name.

"Quasimodo? There is no one named Quasimodo." Antelm was also confused by Ryan's words: "Let me ask again, my lord, do you know this Strigni girl?"

"No... I don't know. I just read a similar story in the ancient books of Krona." Ryan quickly said: "It was a love story between a Strigni girl and a halfling. The ending was very tragic, but Pure literary creation is not a reality."

"Okay... So my king, what are you going to do? Do you want to listen to the prophecy, or do we execute Esmeralda?" Antelm didn't care.

"Let's meet her. In this case, I'll take a shower first and change my clothes. When it's dinner time, I'll call all the Holy Grail knights and commanders, as well as King Belegar, to come to the big tent for dinner. I want to hear this prophecy. what exactly is it!"

"yes!"

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