After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The fighting within the city intensified, and after weighing the pros and cons, Serfland decided to go and meet the young lady from the Northern Territory.

Zena gritted her teeth, stepped forward to stop Serfland, and continued to advise, "General, please trust my judgment. The Northern Territory will never provide assistance to the Elven Kingdom, and Miss Luna is not someone who can be bought with profit."

"But as long as the Northern army blocks our way here, we will be unable to seek help."

Serfland gave Zena a deep look and sighed. Even if everything was as Zena said, and the Northern Army wouldn't provide them with any help, as long as they were stationed here, the Eastern Army wouldn't dare to make a move easily.

The situation has clearly become a chaotic mess, with each side intertwined with the other. Whatever Serfland wants to do, he can't avoid dealing with Luna.

"Then you should be careful; in the Charles family, the Duke of Oswald is often the easier one to talk to."

Left with no other choice, Zena led her team into the city. After all, a battle was currently raging, and without a familiar face like her as a guarantor, the other elves would certainly have suffered a fierce attack.

The elves slowly emerged from the forest, and as soon as they reached the vicinity of the city gate, they encountered Teemo, who was on guard duty.

Upon seeing Zena, Teemo's forehead veins throbbed, and he reluctantly pulled on the reins, spurring his horse to the elves and stopping them all.

"Long time no see, White Hair. What brings you here?"

Teemo couldn't remember Zenna's name, and Zenna naturally couldn't remember Teemo's name either.

"Scout, please inform the young lady that I have important business to discuss with her."

"Hmm... wait a moment. I'll let you through after the battle is over, but none of you can bring weapons in."

As they spoke, Teemo glanced at Serflan a few times and couldn't help but marvel at how Zena had such a discerning palate, managing to snag such a top-tier elf man.

"Thanks."

After discussing business, Zena began to actively gather intelligence.

"By the way, what brings you to the Eastern Territory?"

"The nobles of the Eastern Territory are being unruly and are hindering our offensive in the Central District, so the young lady brought us here to teach them a lesson."

Regardless, Zena had served the elves of the Northern Territories and had also contributed to the creation of the plague cure, so even if Teemo didn't want to have much contact with her, he still had to show a friendly attitude.

"Robbery?" Zena blinked, subconsciously recalling the soldiers' old ways.

"We just need to kill them. There's no need to waste time looting now. Once we take the capital, we'll have everything we need."

Zena and Teemo chatted casually, and Serfland, standing nearby, thus obtained enough information.

First and foremost, it is certain that Zena's relationship with these soldiers is extraordinary; at the very least, she holds a certain position in the Northern Territory.

Furthermore, the Northern Territory holds an absolutely dominant position in the human kingdoms, and it may not be long before Duke Oswald completes the change of dynasty.

Finally, there's Miss Luna. You can tell what a leader is like just by looking at how her subordinates treat her.

The scouts before them were extremely respectful to their young lady, bordering on obsessive. It's astonishing that such a small force dared to cause trouble on someone else's turf, acting as if it were commonplace…

Serfland could probably understand Zena's worries.

After waiting for about an hour, a cavalryman ran up to report, "Captain, the battle is over. The young lady wants to meet with you for a meeting."

"Got it." Teemo turned and answered, leading the elves into the city while sighing, "I guess it's going to be another land distribution. Sigh, every time I barely say two words before everyone kneels down."

"The villagers thought we were there to lead them in a rebellion."

Zena opened her mouth, looking puzzled. Could it be... that's not it?

Inside the city, Luna acquired another family tree she had longed for. Perhaps out of fear of being tortured, the noble family here hanged themselves before Paul stormed the castle.

But it doesn't matter, there's no need to tell her where the other nobles are, because Luna will find them herself.

"Let me do it, young lady!"

"No, my knife is dull. Please allow me to do it, young lady. Nine ways! I have nine ways to torture them!"

The new recruits quickly took to the tradition that originated in the Northern Territory and vied with each other to ask the young lady to choose them as executioners.

The young lady sighed, rubbing her forehead, "Oh dear, oh dear, the recruits are unstoppable..."

When the elves entered the castle, they saw Luna standing on a high place, loudly responding to the soldiers' shouts.

"Yes, yes, we'll kill you all, kill you all, kill you all, kill you all..."

Just as Serfland was puzzled, a richly dressed nobleman was brought in, and a soldier in the procession shouted and drew his sword, rushing out of the crowd.

He first slashed the nobleman's face with a knife, and after enjoying the nobleman's groans, he stepped on the nobleman and used the knife to slowly cut off pieces of bright red flesh along the nobleman's leg.

Serfland felt a chill run down his spine and quickly turned away, not daring to look any longer. This was no Northern Army Command Post; it was a slaughterhouse in hell!

As soon as he turned his head, he met the envious gazes of the other soldiers.

Serfland closed his eyes; he was already starting to regret coming here.

"Springtime in the Eastern Territory is so warm, Zena."

Upon noticing the elves, Luna quickly gave Teemo some instructions, then smiled and greeted Zena.

Zena bowed deeply. "Young Miss, I have some things I need to discuss with you."

But before she could finish speaking, Luna frowned and looked her up and down several times.

Something's not right, nine out of ten things are not right. How could Zena, who usually talks nonsense and is shameless, have undergone such a huge change?

We've known each other for so long, there's no need to pretend to be a respectable person now.

"Young Miss?"

Zena, thinking Luna hadn't heard her clearly, was about to repeat herself when Luna grabbed both of her arms, placing one on her chest and the other on her lower abdomen.

"Elf, you look even more beautiful when you talk like this."

Luna, seemingly quite pleased with her masterpiece, stepped back a few paces to admire it for a while before quickly stepping forward to give her instructions.

"I still prefer the way you used to be, when you were sexually frustrated. Please try to get back to that."

"..."

Unable to bear their strange conversation any longer, Serfland suppressed her anger, nodded slightly, stepped out of the group, and solemnly introduced herself to Luna.

"Greetings to the young lady of the human kingdoms and the Northern Territories. My name is Serflan, an elf from overseas. I have come to request your assistance..."

Luna clapped her hands abruptly, interrupting Serfland, then looked excitedly at Zena and pointed at Serfland, saying, "Is this your new male concubine? How did you train him? Can you teach me?"