The Sun King's Evidence

In the afternoon, on the inner plateau of Bafeng Mountain, River Valley Town, King Lane’s golden-domed red and blue tent.

In the inner room, the Dark Elf maid and the Gloria Witch were both lying on the soft big bed. Whether it was Orika or Veronica, their faces had a thick blush and a faint flush. It adds more color to the bright and sweet faces of Veronica and Orika's enchanting and delicate faces.

Veronica is wearing a rose velvet high elf one-shoulder dress, paired with a pair of black velvet soft forged pantyhose. On her slender white legs wrapped in stockings, her silky jade feet are covered with a pair of thin black velvet stockings. Wearing red-soled lace-up high-heeled shoes and stockings, her beautiful legs were exposed from under the quilt. The Witch of Gloria's long dark brown hair fell down her shoulders. Veronica was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She leaned softly on the pillow, Close your eyes and enjoy the aftertaste.

Orica is more energetic than Veronica, but the Dark Elf obviously doesn't want to get up. Today she is wearing a black rose palace tube top and floral patchwork skirt, which perfectly displays the exquisite and coquettish temperament of the Dark Elf. Coming out, unlike the previous white stockings, Olica wore a pair of see-through black silk crystal velvet pantyhose today, paired with a pair of small crystal sandals, exposing her smooth and delicate black silk toes, ankles, and insteps. When she came out, the dark elf simply wrapped herself in a quilt. Her amber eyes were full of comfort, and she glanced at Veronica from time to time.

"Look at what I'm doing. We've been like this many times." Veronica was indeed tired. She even felt like she was in the clouds. The Witch of Gloria was a little funny. She was not particularly shy in private: "You can say whatever you want. Tell me."

"Apart from me, you spend most of your time with Morgiana, right?" Orika slyly blinked her watery eyes. The dark elf was dressed in a different maid outfit than usual, and she looked quite coquettish like this. .

"I haven't been with Morgiana as many times as I have been with you." Veronica was too lazy to move. She just let herself relax and paralyzed: "Speaking of which, Ryan went on two expeditions, one was When we went to Estalia, and once to the Eight Peaks Mountains, it seemed like the two of us came with them.”

"So, did you find anything?" Olica did not follow Veronica's topic, but stared at Veronica's belly thoughtfully: "Yours, and mine, How is it different from Morgiana or other people’s spiritual patterns?”

"Different?" Veronica was a little surprised. The Gloria Witch stretched out her hand to press her belly, and a blush appeared on her face: "I haven't looked at it carefully, but aren't all the spirit patterns the same?"

"It's not exactly the same." Olica said lazily: "There are some subtle differences. The spirit patterns that the master gave each of us are different, especially Queen Surya's."

"Have you seen Mrs. Sulia?" Veronica cheered up, and Witch of Gloria asked strangely: "I remember Mrs. Sulia never..."

"As the master's personal maid, I still have the opportunity to see it occasionally." Olica shook her head: "I want to tell you, Veronica, this spiritual pattern... is very special."

"I know this spirit pattern is very special. If it weren't for the power of the spirit pattern, I would have died in Tzeentch's Crystal Maze." Veronica nodded: "So what do you want to tell me?"

"What I want to say is, you must know how to cherish, Veronica, the master's secrets... you know very little so far, very little." Olika stretched out a pair of exquisite black silk jade feet and gently held them Kicking off the crystal sandals on his feet and wrapping himself in the quilt, the dark elf glanced at Veronica, hesitated, and then said: "What the master has is the power that even the gods long for, and I If I guess correctly, you still want to be independent from the master, right?"

"Independence? That's right." Veronica was stunned for a moment after hearing Olica's words. The Witch of Gloria quickly smiled to herself: "How could I leave Ryan? I can get to this point, completely I rely on Ryan's power and strength, as well as his resources. How could I leave my lover? But you are right about one thing. I intend to be independent, but this is not for Ryan, but for the Gloria Council. He said, I plan to use my power to become independent from the Gloria Council. No matter Margarita or Carolina, please don’t bother me. I am now relying on the big tree of Ryan to live freely. Why should we listen to the orders of the Speaker or anyone else?"

"So that's it." Olika didn't seem surprised by the answer. As a great wizard of the dark sanctuary, Olika certainly knew how powerful Ryan's spiritual patterns were. Even the High Spirit Goddess and the Lake God Witch were Fascinated by Ryan, let alone a very qualified mortal like Veronica, the dark elf thought for a moment and then asked: "What about Aurora and Ms. Theresa?"

"Them?" Veronica frowned as Olica expected. Witch of Gloria thought for a while and decided to say with reservations: "I understand that mother and daughter, Theresa is not one who likes to fight. Her character, it can be seen that she is very satisfied with her current situation and does not want to argue with me. She treats her as a good girl, and I have no interest in making trouble for her. As for Aurora... this woman needs to be on guard. , I can see that she has great ideas.”

"Hmm~" Olica smiled sweetly: "I have a proposal, Ms. Veronica, are you interested in hearing it?"

"What proposal?" Veronica became interested.

"How about we attack Aurora first?" Olica smiled strangely: "Someone is willing to take the lead in dealing with her."

"You mean...Morgiana?!" Veronica immediately realized something.

"That's right, how about it, do you want to join us?" Olika already knew the answer.

"Then... count me in!" Veronica also smiled: "I'm looking forward to what this female elder of the sanctuary who has dominated the old world for decades will look like after she falls into our hands."

"Don't worry, I have many ways, many..."

.........I am the dividing line in many ways......

Half an hour later, in the hall of the king's tent, Ryan was lazily leaning on his seat. Francois and Callard were sitting on the left and right seats respectively. Among them, François's chief female courtier Chachi Si-Morning Star and Veronica's personal apprentice who had been stuck with Kalad all day recently, and Catherine who had just been promoted to the legendary witch, stood behind the two Holy Grails.

Then there are the knights and nobles under his command. They are:

The newly promoted Marquis of Loire, the Holy Grail of Turas-de-Changel.

The newly promoted Earl of Rennes, Julian Cahoon, the Great Holy Grail of the Holy Realm.

Larote, Count of North Mousillon.

Alfred, the head of the ancient church district of Freya, the Patriarch of the Diocese of Western Britannia and the Knights Templar.

Lord Devon Hux-de-His.

Baron Merovingian, Banner-bearer, and Holy Grail Knight Armand.

Juan Carlos, Baron of Biocari - Sungazer.

Baron Lucien of the Palais des Pines.

Durant, acting head of the independent delegation of Britannia.

Bertrand, commander of the Old Guard.

Dais is commanded by ranger "Green Wind".

The new commander of the Ugor Cavalry, Belia Gulag.

After Richard Baron Olivier and Baron Watts Lops, ranger commander Estelle and others died in the battle, this is the new Ryan team. These people will continue to serve Ryan, and Olivier and Lops has a designated heir, and it will be up to Ryan to return to Britannia to make arrangements.

Such a large formation was put up this time to welcome the envoy of the Dwarf Supreme King. Ryan could be said to have given the dwarf envoy enough face, and the envoy from Eternal Peak also felt respected and satisfied. He expressed the Supreme King's request quite directly. The king had long expected that Belegar was unreliable and overly arrogant, so the High King asked him to come specifically to Belegar's knight allies.

Unlike the elves, the dwarf envoy came straight to the point. He said that the High King hoped that Ryan could leave an army and stationed in the Eight Peaks Mountain to assist the dwarves in the Eight Peaks Mountain defense.

The High King Thorgrin - the Resentment Bearer is still very clear-minded. The High King knows that it is impossible for the dwarves to reconquer the mountains, but as long as Belegar and his people can defend the Eight Peaks Mountain, it will be very possible. The earth relieves the pressure on the dwarf kingdoms in the north of the Roof Mountains of the World, a task Belegar will definitely not be able to complete.

After years of wandering and withering away, the population of the Angland clan has been reduced to less than 30,000, and none of them have settled down. The number of dwarves who maintain the dream of wandering and regaining the Eight Peaks Mountain is about 10,000. Currently, there are only three dwarves led by Belegar left in the Eight Peaks Mountain. There are more than a thousand dwarf warriors. How can these people defend such a large Bafeng Mountain Fortress?

"So, His Majesty the Supreme King hopes that we can send part of the army to station here to assist King Belegar in defending the Eight Peaks Mountain Fortress?" Ryan sat on the main seat, and the king frowned.

"Exactly, His Majesty the High King is far-sighted, and his wisdom is like Granny's inability to know the depth." The High King's envoy nodded: "Now, Eternal Peak does not have any extra troops to support the Eight Peaks Mountain, and the army of Iron Peak Castle is only Staying here for now, you defeated the greenskins and skaven, and the High King thinks this is worthy of praise, but this does not mean that the enemy will not return."

"I know this too." Ryan nodded. The King of Knights and Francois looked at each other, looking embarrassed.

"I don't agree, Your Majesty." At this time, Devon Baron Hex stood up immediately. He looked filled with indignation. His face was injured in the Battle of Mousilon, and his expression looked ferocious: "In order to help the dwarves regain eight Fengshan, we have suffered too many losses. Even if we include the 40,000 troops who stayed at Haimen Pass and Junku Castle, as well as the wounded soldiers who retreated, the number is less than 20,000. There are too many brave knights and serfs here. We died in a war, and now the dwarves want us to throw our troops into this endless meat grinder? No, absolutely not!"

The dwarf messenger also frowned after hearing this. He originally wanted to open his mouth and say something, but in the end, thinking of the huge casualties Britannia had paid in this battle, he finally sighed and shook his head.

Dwarves have bad tempers and use too direct and rude words. They are not a race that is good at diplomacy, but not all dwarves are like this. There are still some dwarves in Eternal Peak who are better at this.

After thinking about it, the dwarf envoy took the initiative to make a condition: "His Majesty the Supreme King promises that as long as you send an army to assist Belegar in defending the Eight Peaks Mountain, Eternal Peak will pay full military salary and provide free equipment and various supplies. As for the price, it will be as per How about the standard configuration of the imperial mercenaries?"

"Oh?!" As soon as the dwarf messenger said this, the eyes of all the knights on the scene lit up. They looked at me and I looked at you, and they couldn't help but be excited.

Because Belega also said so, the King of Eight Peaks Mountain had said to Ryan before: "Brother Ryan, can you leave an army to assist us? Don't worry, money and equipment are easy to discuss. We are not short of money, we only need people." , just a great young man like the Old Guard."

Seeing that the effect was good, the dwarf messenger secretly nodded. Humans are like this. They are a race that attaches great importance to interests. Now it seems that even the Brittanians, known as the land of virtue and the country of knights, are not immune to this. The wisdom of the High King is as good as Like his beard, he captured human weakness in one fell swoop.

After thinking about it, the dwarf envoy continued to add chips: "As for other things, it is easy to discuss. As long as you help us dwarves this time, the dwarves will definitely remember your sacrifice. The High King also said that there will be other thanks later. "

"Well... Your Majesty, it seems that it may not be impossible to leave an army." At this time, Francois spoke. Duke Winford was as elegant and quiet as ever, high-spirited. His father-in-law said to Ryan: "We can adopt a voluntary and recruiting system. Those who are willing to stay can stay, but...how do we solve the food problem? The logistics of humans and dwarves are different."

"You humans don't have to worry about this. The Supreme King has already thought of it." Seeing that something was going on, the dwarf envoy quickly added: "The Bafeng Mountain Plateau used to be a large pasture, and there are many areas within the plateau that can be cultivated. As long as you agree , The Supreme King has already prepared goats and plateau crop seeds suitable for grazing on the Bafeng Mountain Plateau, including highland barley and wheat seeds, and we are all ready."

"His Majesty the Supreme King is really thoughtful." Ryan smiled and nodded repeatedly: "We are very grateful to His Majesty the Supreme King for his love, but the matter is very important. Can you give us some time to discuss it? I remember that you dwarves often make important decisions. We should also listen to the opinions of the Craftsmen’s Guild and the Engineers’ Guild, right?”

"Of course, but as soon as possible." The dwarf messenger knew that the knights were already moved. He winked when he saw this, and the two dwarf rangers brought a box up: "This is His Majesty the High King's message to the Brittanians. In particular, His Majesty Llane’s personal thanks for helping Belegar Hammer and his Angrond clan complete this impossible mission, please accept it.”

The box was opened, and a one-hand flail shining with the light of the Lake God appeared in front of everyone.

"Francis's Morning Star! The artifact lost during the Red Flame Crusade!" Kalad, who knew the goods, immediately exclaimed: "Why is it here! This weapon can strengthen the holder three times, and it can also use the lady's power to The supreme power directly destroys and disintegrates the opponent's magic weapons and accessories, my God! This symbolizes the supreme glory of the Red Flame Crusade! Madam!"

"Now, do you believe the sincerity of the Supreme King?" The dwarf messenger felt very proud when he saw the surprised eyes of the group of Britannia roe deer: "This is just an inconspicuous piece of equipment in the Supreme King's treasure house. .”

"Thank you very much. We accepted this gift." Ryan nodded, and the king felt respected from this weapon.

The dwarf envoy went out, leaving people in the big tent discussing whether to keep the garrison, because the conditions offered by the High King and Belegar were very generous, and most of the knights, nobles and several commanders agreed that they could stay or recruit an army. Opinions on helping the dwarves stay in Eight Peaks Mountain.

"Durant!" Ryan said in a low voice after discussing with everyone.

"Here!" Durant, the acting team leader, stepped out from the last position and responded with a serious expression.

"You and your independent regiment will stay in Bafeng Mountain according to the previous plan and move all the people from the Principality of Bryzka here. From now on, this will be your base."

"yes!"

"As for the knights, those who are willing to stay can stay, and those who are unwilling to stay will not be forced to do so."

"As for the other armies, let's discuss what to do."

Ryan looked into the distance outside the big tent.

The Great Expedition to Mount Eight Peaks is over.

It’s time to make the return journey!

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