Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 739 The end of the year
Seeing that there is no fighting in the Adler area for the time being, and the losses of the Amasir Army and the Fifth Army are also extremely heavy, there is no spare power to organize troops to hunt for the warships that the Osaint Emma may still be staying on the Adler Sea, Siri Will returned to Fort Mandekers.

The battle report of St. Hytel's victory has spread all over Amasir. Thanks to the powerful information network of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, when the young Marquis led his troops back to Fort Mandex, the people received a grand and grand ceremony. Welcome.

It's just that there is not much joy among the soldiers. The colleagues around him died in battle on the land outside the city of St. Hytel. Nearly half of the mighty army died in battle. It will take a lot of time to recover...

What's more, although the Ao San Emma people were repelled, there are still hidden troops that have not shown up so far.The future top general of Ossa Emma, ​​the Empire's Storm Eagle Io Velos, Cyril believed that his attack would be as swift and violent as a storm, and for Amasir, that was the real enemy.

Because of this, the Amasir army didn't get any chance to rest, and rushed to recruit the reserve army to train and supplement the troops with missing numbers.Meanwhile, Cyril and other high-level officials of Amasir are closely processing the information of Amasir, and they are constantly initiating communication with the elves.

Then, they got bad news.

The dwarves of the Deep Forest Council near Nora Corridor have lost contact.

The Council of the Deep Forest has connected its subordinates with each other through the deep roots of the ancient trees, and the Dwarves of the Bringold in the north have lost contact for nearly four days.And this is not the only dwarf who has lost contact. Don't forget that before this, the Iron Nord dwarves who lived in the corridor of Nora had lost contact.

Although the Deep Forest Council organized a search team in time, the Black Forest, which was extremely active during this period, hindered their progress.

This time, the riots belonging to the Black Forest were far better than before. A large fog barrier rose above the Black Forest, and even Pegasus could not fly through it.

And the abnormality is not limited to the Black Forest, many mountain ranges have cracks of magic power, they are still in a closed state, but as long as you get close, you can feel the terrifying aura emanating from them, making it impossible for the elves to easily explore.

Large tracts of woodland areas began to show a trend of magical riots. This scene is very familiar to Siliki's neighbors, the Congye clan. From the year before last to May last year, they have been experiencing such magical riots and elemental alienation. , or the current Marquis of Amathir, Cyril Adrian unraveled the source of all this: a magical plain that suddenly appeared.

This is also the reason why the elves failed to support the Amasir army in the Adler area in time. When the Amasir army was fighting hard with the Orc Saint Emma, ​​the changes in the deep forest had made these natural dependents Desperate.

"What are the chances that the O'Santa Emma will attack from the forested area?"

This has become Cyril's most concerned issue at this time. Even the elves can't explore the other side of the Black Forest. Their biggest reliance on the eastern barrier is equal to losing half of its effectiveness.

This is far from good news.

And while he was restless, a message was sent to Fort Manderx:

"A battle report from Siliki."

"Three days ago, it was discovered that an elite Palanian army that invaded Siliki, west of Suomi City, suspected to have entered from northern Xinjiang, and detoured into Amasir, has been wiped out."

"The Griffon Knights have made great achievements in this battle. It is worth mentioning that Miss Caroline's performance is amazing. After being identified by the Lurea Research Institute, Miss Caroline has been promoted to a professional level..."

"We have not been able to get a response from the Vader family for the time being, and are still waiting for information from the Vader family..."

"Palanians, went around Amasir?"

This news surprised Cyril, but it is normal to think about it carefully.In the time and space of the game, Palania and La Rochelle stand on the same front, but that is based on the premise of the Battle of Deering-Lishenco County, and the people of O Saint Emma gave Palania from behind. The Nian knife made the bad-tempered Palania Maharaja, the sage King Torian II, go crazy, which made Palania stand on the side of La Rochelle.

And now, don't forget that when we first met Mrs. Peg Vader of the Vader family, the head of the Vader family was in constant contact with the people of Osan Emma.

"What about next?"

"Miss Christian contacted the northern border, and the northern border has deployed troops to strengthen some defenses on the eastern front. It is estimated that it is unlikely that the Palanian people want to go around."

"Is there anyone alive? Did the interrogation reveal anything?"

"This..." The messenger was extremely embarrassed, "I have to mention Miss Caroline, she turned all those people into skeletons..."

Skeletons cannot speak.

As for whether there is a spell to read the soul, maybe there is, but if it is not for the one in Caroline's body, it is obviously impossible for Caroline to learn to read the soul without a teacher.

But even so, after discussing with Atsk, Cyril still made a judgment.

"Pinch."

"The most likely plan for the people of Ao San Emma to attack is to enter Amasir from the forest side and encircle and attack with the Palanian people."

"It's just that even if they want to leave the forest now, they are still stuck in the black forest." Azik spread out the map, combined with the news sent by the elves, and drew a long black line in the forest, " This Black Forest 'line of defense' hinders the elves as much as they themselves."

"If they want to cooperate with this Palanian army to launch an attack on Amasir, then their plan has gone bankrupt."

But Cyril stared at the map, his face became darker after a while, and he said in a deep voice: "I have a bad guess."

"Bad guess?"

"What if this black forest...was created by the people of Ao San Emma?"

Azike raised his head, looked straight at Cyril, and held back a sentence after a long while:
"My lord, this is not a joke..."

"I'm not joking." Cyril said seriously.

In the Wind Festival of another time and space, the conspiracy of the people of St. Emma made far more progress than it is now. The black forest spread because of the means of the people of St. Emma. Even in order to help the elves heal the forest They all spent a lot of their own strength, changing from the appearance of a middle-aged man to an old man.

And the black forest that appeared abnormally...

This made Cyril think of their previous inferences:

If the people of St. Emma intend to defeat the elves together, then expanding the Black Forest is undoubtedly the best way.

But even with such an inference, all Cyril and the others can do is just wait.

Enrich yourself, and have enough strength to stop the people of Osan Emma when they really attack from the side of the forest.

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12 month 28 day.

The Year of Darkness and Whiteness is about to pass in a blink of an eye, but Cyril can't spend it with the citizens in Siliki like last year in the Year of the Dragon, and play PPT for them to summarize the year.

He had to stay in Fort Mandex, the absolute core of Amathir, to handle all matters.

Now that he is the Marquis of Amasir, he can no longer leave everything to Atsk and Baron Jean as he was the lord of a small place last year-now he is the earl.

Gene O'Connor, who was awarded the title of Earl of Moragul, has never had the opportunity to visit Moragul once since he was granted the title. His heavy official duties have firmly pressed him in the middle of Amasir. , The hair is also falling out in sevens and eighties.But his excellent government affairs ability made Cyril have a lot less things to deal with by himself, but even so, Cyril was still very busy.

He raised his head from the pile of documents, and at this moment he was finally able to put himself in the shoes of the new queen of La Rochelle, Anastasia Herman, and experience the latter's dark circles and daily fatigue.

Fortunately, he is already an extraordinary level, so he will not be too tired.If he had been promoted from an element summoning mage, he might be able to summon a bunch of wind elemental incarnations to share the official duties for him at this time.

He leaned on the seat, rubbed his neck, which was not sore, turned his head to look out the window, and found that beautiful light strips had been installed on the street.

The New Year’s Eve festival in Fort Mandekers is similar to that in Silikie. The city of Amasir both pays attention to highlighting the natural features. When the windows are opened, the aroma of food on the street will come in with the wind.

It's already dusk, and people's work at the end of the year has basically come to an end, and even the barracks have to relax for these two days.Street shops light up, bringing the busiest night market to the city.

Cyril leaned over the window and watched for a while, then retreated to the chair again.He flipped through the map boredly until there was a knock on the door.

"Master Marquis, someone wants to see you."

The doorman Antoine's voice came from the door. Cyril put down the map, straightened his posture, and replied, "Let him in."

"Yes." There was a small sound outside the door, followed by something being dragged, and the back door opened.

The one who came in was the president of the Boyle Chamber of Commerce, Brooke Boyle. He greeted his subordinates, dragged a few large boxes, and squeezed through the door.

"President Boyle." Cyril stopped him, "There is no need to put the condolences in my office."

"Ah, condolences... this is not considered." Brooke Boyle straightened his belly, "This, this is a heartfelt gift from all of Siliki, please be sure to accept it."

"Heart? You don't need to put it in my office..." Cyril stood up, Brooke Boyer saw his movement, and quickly winked at his subordinates. Several people quickly moved the remaining boxes, each of which was Take it lightly, and then bow deeply to Cyril under the leadership of Brook Boyle:
"Master Marquis, at any time, please don't forget that Siliki is your loyal backer. I wish you a happy new year in advance."

"I have a heart." Cyril nodded to him, and the latter fled out of the house as if flying, not forgetting to close the door.

So the young Marquis sat back on the chair again, and the residents of Siliki thought of him, which moved him deeply, but the current crisis made him even more worried, and he really didn't have the time to think about condolences.

He was bored, so he simply pushed the official document on the table, then leaned over the desk, and closed his eyes.

When you are in trouble, sleep hard!

It seemed that he hadn't slept for a long time. His extraordinary physique made him almost have no need for sleep, but his mental fatigue still made him completely relaxed, and he fell asleep quickly.

The room gradually became dark, and the night fell. The winter night was dark, silent and deep, and the room became pitch black.

And in this quiet office, suddenly there was a booming sound!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The voice came from the pile of boxes, and soon a voice came from one of the boxes: "Don't kick the box, won't he hear it?"

"It's suffocating, it's suffocating!" An unhappy response came from another box, "This box is too small, Tiffany, your space folding technique is unqualified!"

"What does this have to do with me? It's clearly Caroline, you've grown too big now."

"No, I can't hold it anymore!"

Suddenly a violent sound came from one of the boxes, followed by a "bang", the box opened, and the girl's body rolled out from inside.

"Caroline, don't!"

Before the cry was finished, the girl had already grabbed the other two boxes with quick eyes and hands, and lifted them open.

Immediately, two petite figures rolled out of the box, they were Alina and Tiffany.

"Why is it so dark, maybe Cyril has already gone out! Okay, okay, he must be stealing delicious food and not taking me, and see if I don't give him two kicks in his ass later."

Caroline started to look around at this time, she muttered, but the two people in front of her had already shown a look of horror.

Immediately afterwards, from behind Caroline, came the helpless voice of the young Marquis:
"Let me see, who is going to kick my ass?"

"Ah!" Caroline yelled, the room suddenly became brighter, she turned her head, and saw the familiar figure standing behind her, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Uh-uh-uh, of course, of course it's Tiffany who is bold and mischievous and does bad things every day." Caroline started to argue directly, but the young Marquis in front of her had a warm smile on her face.

Then towards her, he opened his arms.

Caroline puffed her cheeks, and then ignored Tiffany's hidden dissatisfaction behind her, and jumped into Cyril's arms.

She hugged Cyril's neck tightly with both arms, then kissed Cyril's cheeks from left to right, and then let go, looking at Cyril with tears in her eyes.

"Woooo, Cyril, we haven't seen each other for a long time, woo..."

"How did you come here in the box?" Cyril let go of Caroline, gave Tiffany and Alina a hug, and asked.

"Hmph, I originally wanted to come here, but sister Mia said that if we want us to stay in Siliki, we can only do this..."

As she was speaking, there was a creaking sound from the office door not far behind her.

door, open.

A beautiful figure walked into the room, leaned on the threshold, and looked at Caroline who turned her head with a smile.

"Caroline, are you talking bad about me?"

　Dragon Boat Festival Ankang.

　　Seems like it should have been said yesterday, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)