Lords go left, Emperors go right

The Principality of Dennis has made it clear that it wants to sacrifice the border guards to save face. It is better for the guards to die in battle and hold on to the last moment than to withdraw. If the retreat is not careful, it is easy for the people of the Principality to mistake it for a collective desertion, which will cause a bad negative impact. Lord Earl Denfort has also encountered a lot of troubles recently and has no way to consider and take care of supporting Rebel. Earl Denfort's sister Denisa and sister Denise, the two daughters are currently out of contact. It is rumored that the two young ladies fled the Principality of Dennis to seek refuge.

The third most powerful person in the Principality, the "Night Witch" Kavna, who was equivalent to the general manager, also suddenly resigned at this critical moment. After submitting her resignation, she quickly fled the capital of the Principality, Danpela City, which brought a heavy blow to Count Danfort. The first most powerful person, the beautiful tribe leader of the demon fox tribe, the twin sister of the golden fox Megna, the mysterious fox girl, negotiated with the direct descendants of the royal family of the Meskhetim Empire who came from afar, and set off to the dragon vein blessed land Dranges Mountain area to excavate the golden pyramid, one of the seven overseas royal tombs of the Meskhetim Empire. As a result, that group of people went there and never returned, and there has been no news since then.

Faced with various unfavorable situations, Lord Count Denfort was alert, but his blind self-confidence still existed. He did not believe that the barbarian army of the Obelisk Empire had such strong combat power to force Rebel into a desperate situation. It was completely based on the advantage of numbers, playing a human sea battle. This trick was useless against the capital of the Principality of Dennis. After more than 50 years of operation by three generations of lords, the city had long been built with solid fortifications. In addition, the city of Denfort was backed by the Roswell River and had a natural defense barrier. It was very difficult for the enemy to bypass it, and basically there was no possibility of being surrounded by the enemy. With a guaranteed retreat, this was one of Count Denfort's reliance. The young lord still had many cards to play.

The war had already started for three days. The residents of Danpela, the capital of the Principality of Dennis, more or less knew about the armed conflict that had broken out on the border. The people were discussing privately that there were already a few deserters who had slipped back from the border. Although the guards of Danpela City personally arrested most of the deserters and temporarily detained them in the prison to wait for the Lord, Earl Denfort, to make a statement to decide how to arrange the next step, whether to give them a lighter sentence or a heavier punishment, there were still many fish that slipped through the net and escaped the roundup of the guards by chance, spreading the relevant news and the real situation on the front line.

"The border has been unstable recently. The barbarians in the west have gathered a large army and are launching a massive attack."

"There's still General Rebel stationed at the eastern border. Don't panic. It won't be a big problem."

"Rebel can't hold on. She only has an army of 80,000 or so, less than 100,000. The barbarians have assembled hundreds of thousands of troops. With such a huge disparity in strength, it would be strange if she could hold on. It would be a miracle if she could hold on for a week."

"I heard that Rebel has already made a deal with the barbarian general and betrayed the principality."

"Brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Is this something we can discuss openly?"

"What are you afraid of? I just listen..."

"Run! The guards are coming!"

On the streets of Danpelacheng, the capital of the Principality of Dennis, the Guards sent out a large number of personnel and added multiple patrol teams to arrest those who were discussing current affairs. Chases could often be seen on the streets. Rumors circulated among the people that Rebel had defected to the Obelisk Empire and had secret contacts with General Omlai, the commander appointed by the enemy lord, the third prince Osta. After secret talks, the two sides reached some kind of secret agreement. Count Denfort had heard a lot about the rumor that the garrison had surrendered to the other side, but he did not make a clear statement.

Given the current situation in the Dranges Mountains, no matter what the truth is, there is no need to rescue Rebel. It doesn't matter whether she surrenders or colludes with the other side. The best outcome is to die in battle. If she surrenders, Earl Denfort will also announce that Rebel died in battle in order to stabilize the morale of the army and the people, and will never admit the fact that she surrendered. The border garrison arranged by the Principality of Dennis in the Dranges Mountains, a border garrison of more than 80,000 people, was originally a ragtag force put together, not Earl Denfort's direct troops, so there is almost no psychological burden to sell out teammates.

In the famous Grand Theater of the Principality of Granto in the city of Danpela, Lord Count Danfort listened to an opera in this official entertainment venue directly operated by the principality, and invited well-known wealthy businessmen from the Principality of Dennis to come and listen to the opera together. On the surface, Count Danfort claimed that he was building friendships and negotiating in a friendly manner to resolve the issue of the new tax rate after the recent policy reform. In fact, this was a standard "Hongmen Banquet".

Those wealthy merchants were all calculating and knew that the invitation was not friendly. However, they were restricted from entering and leaving the city. Count Denfort secretly sent a large number of spies to monitor the merchants' every move and not allow them to leave Danpela without permission. Therefore, they had no choice but to attend the banquet. Not everyone had the foresight and personal courage of Frennie, the eldest daughter of the wealthy and famous merchant family, the Foldalen family. She predicted this step in advance and slipped out of Danpela alone.

Most of the wealthy merchants could not let go of the huge wealth in their hands. They had large families and businesses, and their properties were all in Danpela City, so they naturally could not leave. Frennie was also cruel to herself. She almost did not take any property with her. It can be said that she fled with nothing, without taking a single gold coin. The most amazing thing is that Frennie knew that she was penniless at the moment, but she still dared to ask for help from Osta and negotiate with the other party with a blank check. Fortunately, the most valuable treasure in the heart of a certain gentleman prince was different from that of most lords. Compared with wealth and the country, he preferred graceful ladies, so this negotiation and conspiracy could proceed. Otherwise, there would be nothing to talk about between the two sides, and they would have parted unhappily long ago.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can raise any suggestions you have for the new tax policy now. Taxes are collected from the people and used for the people. They are the cornerstone of maintaining the stability of the principality. I think everyone can understand this."

"Lord Danfort, we have no objection. However, in recent months, the St. Louis Port in the Bloomfield area has developed rapidly. Most of the merchant ships and cargo ships passing through the coast have changed their routes and headed to the St. Louis Port."

"Lord Denver, there are not so many trading ships in our Denver Port, and business is getting harder and harder. We support your new tax policy, but can the standard be lowered..."

"My friends, you are better at business than I am. It is normal for business to have gains and losses. You need to overcome this difficulty on your own. As for taxation, the standard is already very low. If you really can't pay gold or silver coins, you can also use physical objects or industries to offset it. I have always been very reasonable."

"Lord Denfert, we have no other intentions, but we just want to know if the deadline is right..."

"The penalty rate for delayed tax payment is very high. You are all businessmen, and you must know more about accounting than I do. You all know how to make a profit, so there is no need for me to waste my breath to help you calculate the account. You all know arithmetic."

"Lord Denfert, we understand and will definitely support your new policy reforms."

On the main viewing platform of the Grand Theater of the Principality of Golanto, the wealthy businessmen invited by Lord Count Denfort were all forcing smiles and pretending to flatter and curry favor with him. In their hearts, they had already cursed Count Denfort countless times. They greeted the lord's family and three generations of ancestors in a "friendly" way. If they hadn't been defeated, they would have turned against each other long ago. Denfort deliberately pretended to be confused. Most of the words of politicians could not be believed, especially the promises that they could make suggestions freely, which was actually a one-man show. A large number of guards were deployed around, all fully armed and ready with weapons. Those soldiers had fierce faces. You could tell from their expressions that anyone who dared to raise objections would be pulled out by the guards for "education" in the next second, and they would probably never come back.

After all, money is something outside of one's body. When it comes to life and death, most of the wealthy businessmen know how to choose. They just regard it as a way to avoid disaster. Earl Denfort doesn't care about the life and death of these wealthy businessmen. It feels like he deliberately fattened them up and then killed them. It's like a pig-killing operation. When the first two generations of lords of the Principality of Dennis, the commercial tax standards were very low, taking care of these wealthy businessmen. After all, they are also overseas immigrants, most of whom come from the northern continent of the human race, and can barely be considered as fellow countrymen with the lord's family.

One day, one must pay for what one has done. The huge wealth accumulated by these wealthy businessmen has now undoubtedly become the target of Earl Denfort. The fiscal deficit of the Principality of Denfort has been too large in recent years, and there are many gaps that need to be filled. In terms of time, there is no time to play the long-term policy of "boiling the frog in warm water". The only thing to do is to take risks and adopt a more aggressive and almost ruthless "killing the chicken to get the eggs" policy.

The wealthy merchants present dared not speak out against the Lord Earl Denfort, and on the surface they had to pretend to support him. Otherwise, they might not even be able to go out of the Grand Theater of the Principality of Granto, and their homes would be raided before they even got outside. There are many reasons why the Port of Denver cannot compete with the Port of St. Louis. Tariffs are undoubtedly one of the main reasons. After Lord Earl Denfort came to power, he reformed the tariff policy. The new tariff policy changed from levying tariffs based on the size of the cargo ship to levying tariffs based on the value of the goods transported by the ship. It was originally a reasonable change, but when it came to the actual operation stage, the supervision work was not in place. The value of the goods was not based on the market price at all. It was decided by the tax officer of the Principality of Denfort, which gave the relevant officials a lot of room for manipulation, resulting in very high collection standards, even to an outrageous degree, which directly hit overseas trade. Not only did the merchants not make any profits, they might even go bankrupt on the spot after paying the tariffs. The tariff revenue did increase, and the competitiveness of the Port of Denver was greatly reduced.

Count Denfort only looked at the tariff revenue, and with the collective collusion of his tax officials, they jointly forged and fabricated the frequent trade ships in Denfort Port, the mutual exchange of foreign trade, and the false prosperity. The lord believed it and did not believe the statements of the famous and wealthy businessmen at all. He subjectively believed that the businessmen were lying in order not to pay tariffs. The wealthy businessmen had no choice but to pay the bill. They were at the mercy of others, and the power of life and death was in the hands of the other party. Life and death were a matter of a thought. If they had known this would happen, they would have run away like Frennie. Although their property was not protected, at least they were still alive. Being alive was the greatest wealth. The wealthy businessmen had no intention of appreciating the wonderful opera performance on the stage. They were thinking about countermeasures and thinking about their own way out. Only the lord Count Denfort was in a good mood when watching the performance. After all, it could solve the fiscal deficit crisis and temporarily make up for the gap.

"Lord Danfort, the people we sent out have reported back that they haven't found the woman yet. It's very likely that she has crossed the border and fled to the barbarians."

"Forget it. Since they didn't take any gold coins, let the pursuers withdraw and directly confiscate the house."

"Lord Denfort, the Fordalen family is a well-known wealthy merchant family in the city. If their property is confiscated now, it may have a negative impact on other famous families in the city."

"Don't worry about what those people think. Just treat it as killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. Don't you know how to find a reason? Treat it as collusion with the enemy country."

"Lord Danfort, I understand."

"Be more efficient and strengthen surveillance of the merchants in the city. If a similar situation occurs again, you can just behead them on the spot instead of capturing them alive."

Count Denfort had received relevant reports about the escape of the eldest daughter of the Fordalen family, Frannie. However, Denfort did not take it seriously. Frannie did not take her fortune with her, and the wealth was not transferred. The eldest daughter's property was left in the capital of the principality, Danpela. It was okay for her to escape, as long as she did not take the wealth with her. Count Denfort wanted the wealth, not the person, so he did not care.

Almost at the same time, Ivan, who escaped from the front line, was once one of the five generals under Rebel. He left his post without authorization on the eve of the capture of the Golenz Fortress, leaving the garrison fighting in the fortress behind. He ran all the way from the border dragon vein land of Dranges Mountain to the capital of the Principality of Denforest, Danpela City. Ivan did not dare to see the lord, Count Denfort. This guy knew that if he went to see the lord now, he would surely die. The crime of desertion would be brought to the military court, even if he was a general. His former boss, Rebel, the eldest lady, was not popular in the circle of officials of the Principality of Denforest. Ivan used to be Rebel's subordinate. With this embarrassing identity, no one would help him speak in the military court.

In order to protect himself, Ivan secretly went to meet Baron Breda, the chief financial officer in charge of the financial power of the Duchy of Denforst. He was one of the bad friends of Lord Earl Denfort since childhood. As a bad friend, he was also one of the powerful officials who had a say in the Duchy of Denforst. Baron Breda accepted Ivan's request for a visit. This guy also had his own little calculations and was not loyal to the Duchy of Denforst wholeheartedly. He had already prepared a way out for himself. He could not live and die with the Duchy of Denfort. He could share happiness but not hardships.

"Lord Breda, please help me put in a few good words for the Earl. I am deeply grateful for your kindness. I will definitely repay you handsomely when I become successful in the future."

"Sir Ivan, there is no need for such a great honor. Since we are colleagues, I will show you a way. I have prepared these materials. When the time comes, you can submit them and present them to Lord Denfort in person. Then, do as I say..."

"Lord Breda, this... Lady Rebel did not collaborate with the enemy, and the information and evidence are full of loopholes. If I tell the Earl, wouldn't it be slander..."

"Sir Ivan, you have to learn to adapt. Desertion is a capital crime. Do you want to go to a military court? If you are a tainted witness, you can live. No matter whether the evidence is true or false, as long as you stand up, you will be abandoning the dark and joining the light, and you will be doing a heroic act of sacrificing your relatives for the sake of justice."

"Sir Ivan, even if I don't show up, there will be many officials and colleagues who will stand up and speak for you. Not only can you avoid going to court-martial, but you will also be promoted to a higher position."

"Master Breda, Master Rebel is my former boss after all, so I'm afraid..."

"Sir Ivan, now that I have come to this, it is up to you to decide and choose. I can only give you some suggestions. Of course, your former boss, Rebel, will most likely be fine."

"According to the intelligence I have collected, the ruler of the barbarians, Lord Osta, is a lustful man who likes beautiful women. Even if Rebel is defeated and captured, she will live a comfortable life. The supreme commander of the barbarian army, enemy general Omlai, will definitely offer Rebel to his master. Think about it carefully!"

"Master Breda, I understand. Please give me detailed instructions."

Ivan looked at the thick stack of black materials in his hand. At first, he was a little embarrassed. It was too damaging to frame his former boss. However, this guy's position was not firm. After Baron Breda's few words and a pros and cons analysis, Ivan stopped pretending and agreed to cooperate. At this time, Rebel, escorted by the "mechanical angel" Salia, had arrived at the headquarters of the Blomfield coalition forces, outside the temporary palace of the other supreme commander, Lord Prince Aosta. Rebel had not thought that she was betrayed by her former subordinate, Ivan, the "wise general" and one of the five generals. In order to protect himself, Ivan accepted Baron Breda's advice and used false materials to frame Rebel for collaborating with the enemy. After all, the rumors and gossips that had been circulated before were just gossip and not very feasible.

Ivan was considered an important subordinate of Rebel, and if he came to accuse and serve as a witness, the nature of the matter would be different. Ivan took advantage of the opportunity to frame Rebel and serve as a witness to cover up the fact that he was a deserter and fled from the battlefield by saying that he rushed back overnight to expose his former boss, which cleverly diverted the public's attention and diverted the focus.

The Blomfield coalition base camp, apart from hanging the flag of the Obelisk Empire, is indeed not related to the imperial army. Soldiers only change into the standard equipment of the Obelisk Empire when they go to the battlefield and prepare for war. They do not wear Obelisk Empire uniforms at other times. Under the guidance of Salia, Rebel successfully entered the temporary palace. The guards outside the palace ignored the fact that Rebel was wearing the uniform of the enemy's female general and let her go directly without any routine operation steps such as interrogation, body search, etc. After seeing that the other party was a beautiful girl, there was no problem. As for wearing the enemy's uniform, there was no need to consider it at all. These guards knew the preferences of their superiors, a gentleman prince. After Salia returned to her own base camp, she also removed the cover of the optical camouflage equipment. This disguise was not needed in her base camp and her own sphere of influence.

Rebel could not hide her surprise. After arriving at the enemy's base camp, she realized the difference in combat power between the two sides. The Bloomfield coalition had more than 600,000 soldiers, and none of them were just for the sake of numbers. Most of them were elite warriors from the primitive tribes of the Sarahanim people. The soldiers were full of enthusiasm and had no fear of war. Even if the two sides had the same number of soldiers, Rebel knew that she could not beat the other side. The more than 80,000 defenders under her command were able to hold on until now, and their morale was mainly supported by the commander. Once the commander had an accident, the morale would inevitably collapse. Unlike the soldiers on the Bloomfield coalition side, they were born to love war. Even if the commander was gone, they would fight to the last moment for their personal will to fight, and would not stop until death. This combat consciousness doomed the gap between the two sides to be insurmountable.

After entering the temporary palace, Rebel first met the sisters Denisa and Denise, as well as her former boss, the "Night Witch" Kavna. She had heard from her sister, Belles, that these beauties had defected to the enemy camp of Aosta. At that time, Rebel didn't quite believe it, thinking that her sister had seen it wrong, or that it was a conspiracy by the enemy, deliberately finding similar people to play the role, a trick to disrupt the morale of the army before the war. After seeing the real people, Rebel confirmed that the identities of the beauties were real, not pretended by others, and seeing is believing.

Danesa and the others looked normal except that they were dressed coolly, with a bold style of ultra-thin and open clothes. Their faces were relaxed and comfortable, not like they were threatened by a gentleman prince or abducted under coercion. This was a voluntary surrender, and Rebel couldn't adapt for a while, standing there without moving forward. She was in a subtle mood, just like her younger sister Rebel who had seen all this before. She could understand her sister's complicated mood at that time. Before the war started, several important figures in the upper echelons of the party surrendered in advance and jumped to the enemy camp. The outcome was doomed from the beginning.

Salia stepped aside to rest for a while. She was very considerate and didn't rush to take Rebel to see Prince Osta. Instead, she let her have a good chat with her old friend first. Salia was not simple. These arrangements were obviously psychological tactics, using acquaintances to persuade them to surrender. Even if Rebel saw it, she couldn't avoid it. From the time she left her base camp, Alamos Castle, the initiative was no longer in Rebel's hands, but was completely controlled by Salia. She could only follow the other party's rhythm and act under the other party's arrangement.

"Rebel, you're here too. I thought you would hold out until all your troops are wiped out before coming here."

"Lady Kavna, why are you guys here? This outfit is a little indecent."

"Rebel, there are no outsiders here. We are all family. It doesn't matter what style you wear. Besides, it's not good to be too serious. It's okay to relax a little."

"Danisha, you really surrender?"

"Rebel, we are cooperating with His Highness Aosta, not surrendering. We have never been hostile to each other before, so how can we say we are surrendering?"

"Denise, what are you..."

"Rebel, you may have some prejudice and misunderstanding against His Highness Aosta. He is a very considerate and gentle gentleman. You don't need to be so nervous and alert."

Rebel couldn't find a reason to refute Kavna and the other three's persuasion to surrender. After all, this lady was not a professional politician and was not as eloquent as a politician. Of course, after confirming that Kavna and the others had defected to the opposite camp, it had a great impact on Rebel. At least it shook the fighting faith of this beautiful lady. The top leaders had already surrendered, and it seemed meaningless for the middle and lower levels to continue fighting. Kavna and the others stopped talking, and the rest was left to Rebel to judge personally. Anyway, there was still the means of a certain gentleman prince, and Rebel could not escape in the end.

Salia ended her short break at this time and came over to continue to lead Rebel to meet the mastermind behind the scenes, the supreme commander of the Blomfield coalition, Lord Aosta. The gentleman prince was now in an elegantly decorated room in the temporary palace. This spacious room was designed and decorated with reference to high-end art studios. There were all kinds of beautiful flowers and many human statues in the room. Those exquisitely crafted and lifelike artworks were much more advanced than the sculptures in traditional art studios. The materials over there were mostly gypsum, but white jade was used directly here, and the grade was obviously raised by several levels.

There is an independent fountain in the center of the art room. The light in the whole art room is bright and soft, with a kind of comfortable warmth. The light source of the art room is a small light ball summoned by Sophia. The light ball is the size of a standard football and has the ability similar to that of a small sun, bringing light and warmth to the art room. Rebel was stunned after taking a few steps. Her sight was fixed on an exquisitely crafted hanger not far away. On the hanger were three sets of brown military uniforms of different sizes. The whole set of military uniforms was the same style of equipment as Rebel was wearing now. The difference was the pattern on the armband and the military rank.

Rebel could basically guess who the owners of the three sets of military uniforms were from the military rank patterns on the epaulettes. Even without looking at the epaulettes, the size of the military uniforms could tell the owner's body proportions. It was someone Rebel was familiar with. In addition to the three sets of brown military uniforms, there was also a complete blue and white female swordsman suit, which came with dark blue long gloves and long boat socks, as well as metal long gauntlets and long boots, all neatly placed aside. Also placed there were three pairs of Empire generals' combat boots and three pairs of thick cotton warm socks, in dark blue, pure black, and pure white.

Rebel's face turned slightly red. She moved her eyes for a while and saw the thin underwear hanging there, each with its own characteristics. The owner can be identified by the style. The pure white one, with a spaghetti strap tube top, triangular cloth bottoms, and brown bear heads on the front and back, is the underwear of Rebel's sister Rebes. She must recognize this sister. The turquoise one, with a thick strap tube top, ultra-short boxer shorts, and flower pleat decoration is the underwear of "Blue Dragon" Ingrid. Ingrid's inner outfit is not out of place even when worn on the beach, and can be used as a swimsuit. The aqua blue one, with spaghetti straps on the top, traditional style, and a little flower pattern decoration on the bottom is the substitute clothing of "Ice Death" Edmona. The last pink set, with the same spaghetti-strap tube top and white kitten heads on the front and back of the triangular cloth at the bottom, is the underwear of "Pure White Sword Shadow" Kellys. They are all very easy to identify, with a style that is close to the person's hair or eye color. The size ratio can also more intuitively infer who the original owner of the underwear is.

At first, Rebel thought that her sister Rebes and the others were executed on the spot by a gentleman prince, and after enjoying them, they hung their underwear here as special trophies to show off. However, Rebel thought about it again and felt that something was wrong. The clothes were neatly placed, and it was obvious that they were removed by themselves without coercion, and there was no sign of forced tearing. Moreover, this room looked like an art room, and people should not do ridiculous things here. It seemed that she had thought wrongly and needed to reflect on her mistakes.

"Sister Rebel, you...how come you're here too? You're here so soon..."

"Sister Rebecca! Ingrid, Edmona, and Caris, what are you guys doing..."

"Sister, no...it's not what you think, don't get me wrong."

"Rebel, we... you came at the right time."

"Prince Aosta, please give me a reasonable explanation. What happened to my sister and the others..."

"Rebel, as you can see, I have some inspiration and ideas, so I asked them to be models for me. All of this is just the need of sacred art. You came at the right time. There is an empty position here."

"Art... and location, wait... I... don't..."

After Osta came out, Rebel was a little nervous. She originally thought that the person she would meet first this time was General Omley, the supreme commander of the Blomfield coalition, but she didn't expect to meet Osta. That gentleman prince was just a deputy, not the commander-in-chief. If Rebel remembered correctly, it was the first time the two sides met, and the other party acted very familiar, which made the beauty a little uncomfortable. Osta had met Rebel before, when he happened to sneak into the lord's mansion in Danpela City and secretly glanced at Rebel, but the person involved was not aware of it.

While Osta was still meeting with Rebel, in the Principality of Dennis, not far from the capital of the Principality, the city of Kolind, a peaceful town, suddenly suffered a change. The originally bustling town became dead silent overnight, so quiet that there was no sound at all, which made people feel inexplicably depressed. A mysterious armed force came outside the town, ignoring the danger and entering the city directly.

This army was not ordinary. They dared to rush in so recklessly. There was a reason for it. There was no human in the armed forces, but a large group of undead such as skeletons, zombies and ghosts. The commanders and leaders were the witch Heleti and the blood witch Lilixia. This pair of foreign beauties had reached a cooperation agreement with Osta and became one of the undisclosed allies of the gentleman prince. They took advantage of the demon race and bypassed the Dranges Mountain Defense Line. They did not go directly through the war zone and arrived at the rear of the Principality of Dennis.

The witch Heleti and the blood witch Lilixia had discussed with Osta in advance and came here in advance to infiltrate the Principality of Dennis and help the gentleman prince to investigate the enemy. Of course, collecting intelligence is just a side job. Their real purpose is to track down the overseas royal tombs of the Meskhetim Empire. An evil existence escaped from the golden pyramid, one of the seven royal tombs. This guy took away a dark holy object that the two witches originally wanted. They participated in the tomb robbery for the dark holy object. They were preempted by the evil forces and took the initiative to intercept it. They must be unhappy and want to get back at each other.

Osta had tacitly agreed to this special infiltration operation, and only asked the two witches to keep a low profile. If they were too ostentatious, it might cause misunderstandings from the outside world, and they might mistakenly think that the demon forces had invaded the Central Continent. The consequences and related impacts were unpredictable. The witch Heleti and the blood witch Lilixia followed this agreement and tracked the dark holy relic all the way to the city of Colind according to the aura they sensed. Unexpectedly, they were still a step too late, and the other party had already left.

"Heleti, this method doesn't seem like something a human would do. At least the human race nowadays is not so cruel, even the slave owners in the southern continent."

"Lilixia, I also think that the human race is not that bad... Could it be another alien race, the demon race or the beast race?"

"Heleti, the demons and beastmen are busy with their own internal affairs. They don't have many people sent to the Central Continent to get involved in the affairs here. It looks like the guy who brought that thing out did it."

"Lilixia, this guy might be difficult to deal with. His strength has increased a lot."

"Heleti, we have been blessed by Lady Yulia herself. Our fighting power has long been different. Let's investigate the situation first."

"That's right, servants, get to work. If you find other beings, as long as they don't have the scent of me or Lilixia, they will be regarded as enemies and will be attacked. There is no need to report to us in advance."

The total population of Kolind City is tens of thousands, and the scale is not too big or small. Heleti and Lilixia are now equipped with a set of thick pure black female armor, which seems to be a full-coverage armor made of obsidian. The two witches didn't care about the style of their dress. After having an ambiguous relationship with a gentleman prince, their mentality changed. They chose to wrap themselves up tightly when they went out, unlike before, when they always dressed coolly regardless of the occasion.

The members of this undead army were recruited by Heleti and Lilixia, each summoning half of them. They did not use the corpses in the Principality of Dennis, but summoned the undead on the spot, which was a rare conscience. The two witches had subtle expressions. After they arrived at the city of Corinde, they found that the town had become a dead city. All the soldiers and civilians were killed. Many bodies of the victims could be seen on the streets. The death was extremely tragic. There was not a single complete body. No whole body was left. The limbs were incomplete, and blood and brain matter were everywhere. The method was simply inhumane. Even the demons and orcs have not done this for many years.

Tens of thousands of people were killed overnight, and the whole city was massacred. The power of the evil creature behind the scenes has evolved a lot. Heleti and Lilixia exchanged glances and ordered a search of the city. It is highly likely that no living people will be found. If they can meet the subordinates of the evil creature on the opposite side, they may be able to obtain the most needed intelligence information. The city of Colinde is not far from the capital of the Principality of Dennis, the city of Danpela. The news that the town residents and the whole city were massacred will soon reach Danpela. At most one day, there is not much time left for the witches to investigate. They must retreat before the follow-up human troops come to investigate to avoid the embarrassment of unclear explanation after encountering them, which will affect the action plan of their ally Osta.

"Lord Heleti, we found an alien in the city lord's mansion."

"Well, you haven't fought before?"

"Lady Lilixia, that guy has strange abilities. We should be able to defeat him. We have more people, but... he has..."

"Is there any survivors? Surround that place, but don't do anything. Helady and I will go and meet it ourselves."

Chapter 87: Witnesses of the Collinde City Massacre (Part 1)

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Chapter 87: Secret Conversation in the Studio of the Temporary Palace

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In the eastern border area of ​​the Blomfield region of the Central Continent, in the area of ​​the legendary dragon vein blessed land Dranges Mountain, the war between the Obelisk Empire Army and the border guards of the Principality of Dennis is still going on. Although the main commander of the garrison, Lady Rebel, who is the supreme commander, and her sister Rebels, as well as most of the other senior management, were secretly taken away by Lord Osta, the real supreme commander of the attacking Blomfield coalition, only Richard, one of the five generals, was left in the command to defend the Bellant Fortress. However, it is quite difficult to get the garrison to surrender. According to the secret investigation of the Gentleman Prince, the families and relatives of these garrison soldiers were placed in the capital of the Principality of Dennis, the city of Danpela, under the surveillance of Lord Earl Danfort, which is equivalent to a disguised hostage.

Once the border garrison troops of the Principality of Dennis surrendered, their families would be in danger. Even if the commander surrendered and Rebel and the others gave the order to surrender, the troops under her command would not easily lay down their arms. Lord Denfort's attitude towards this ragtag army was to use them as cannon fodder and consumables. Only when all of them died on the border would they be truly put to good use. The number of deserters who fled back to Danpela City was very small. Most of the defenders retreated to the third defense zone, which was the last line of defense, and they held on. It was not a real rout.

Rebel and Rebes are the only two sisters left in their family. Their parents died of illness, and there are no other brothers and sisters in this generation. "Pure White Sword Shadow" Kellys was born an orphan. She was originally a wandering adventurer and a part-time war mercenary, with no ties. "Blue Dragon" Ingrid and "Ice Blade" Edmund, although they are both daughters of noble families in the Principality of Dennis, their respective families live in Denver Port, not in the capital of the Principality, Danpela City. The family controls Denver Port, one of the important economic lifelines of the Principality. Even if Ingrid and Edmona really betrayed, the lord Earl of Denfort would not easily punish their families.

The two families have been operating the Port of Denver for more than 50 years, almost as long as the founding of the Principality of Denforst, and their power is deeply rooted. Because of the betrayal of the two young ladies, they openly broke off with their families, which is obviously not worth it. Count Denfort still has a certain degree of judgment, knows how to calculate the gains and losses, and has a clear mind. On the whole, if Rebel and the others choose to betray the Principality, these people basically have no worries. Osta has studied this aspect more thoroughly, so he extended an olive branch to them. As for whether the border guards under their command surrender or not, it is not important. A certain gentleman prince does not even look down on an army of more than 80,000 people. He has no shortage of excellent soldiers and commanders.

Osta, for the sake of Rebel and the others, and the fact that the two sides were fighting in a special area, the legendary dragon vein blessed land of Dranges Mountain, a place of Feng Shui, it would be bad if it was stained with too much blood, as it might affect the Feng Shui trend. Therefore, the gentleman prince secretly ordered that from the third day on, the scale of the attack would be limited, and the tactics of siege without attack would be adopted for most of the military strongholds and fortresses of the defenders. At present, the only area where the two armies were fighting more fiercely was the Belland Fortress commanded by "Iron Man" Richard. The highest commanders of the fortresses and castles in other battlefields were not there, so the tactics of siege without attack could be adopted. Unless the defenders took the initiative to attack, otherwise, the situation would not change easily.

In the Blomfield coalition base camp, in a temporary palace in the center of the military camp, in an elegant art room, Lord Osta was doing art. This gentleman prince changed into a black suit and looked like a painter. Of course, Osta only knew a little about art and was not a real artist. Among the royal family members of the Obelisk Empire, only the eighth prince Osger could be called a real artist. The prince was very talented in painting, writing, music, etc. He was simply a great artist who was delayed by his position as a prince. If Osger's political propositions were not too idealistic and a bit immature, he would have proposed to create a utopian society where everyone is equal. His support rate and popularity would definitely go up, instead of being as low as it is now, ranking second to last in the poll rankings of the nine princes.

"Sister Rebel, don't be shy. We are all the same. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Sister Rebecca, Ingrid, Edmona, and Caris, don't you find it strange? There must be something wrong."

"Sister, you think too much. It shouldn't be difficult to cooperate with His Highness Osta."

"Rebel, if you still don't realize it, please don't blame me and Edmona for helping you take it off."

"Rebel, Ingrid and I had a frank conversation with His Highness Osta in the bathroom before, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Rebel, please don't hesitate. If you wait any longer, we might end up committing an offense."

"Ingrid, wait a minute... don't mess around, I... I'll do it."

In the center of the Bloomfield coalition headquarters, deep in the temporary palace, on the exquisitely crafted hanger in the outer area of ​​the art room, there is an additional set of brown military uniform, a complete set of military uniforms for female military attachés of the border guards of the Principality of Dennis. The golden epaulettes on both sides of this military uniform have the most complex patterns and logos, after all, it is the highest military rank, with a matching crimson cloak and pure white cotton gloves, a pair of principality general's long combat boots and a pair of crimson cotton warm socks.

This set of equipment is Rebel's work clothes, and the style is similar to that of her sister Rebels, her subordinates, the five warriors "Blue Dragon" Ingrid and "Ice Blade" Edmona. The only difference between them is the size, the presence or absence of a cape, the complexity of the double shoulder badge pattern, that is, the difference in military rank, and the color of the matching cotton warm stockings. The other differences are not obvious. As for the choice of underwear, this beauty chose thin underwear. Both the upper and lower sets are pure black. The upper is a traditional style with thin straps, and the lower is a classic triangular style, without lace hollow patterns or other auxiliary decorations.

Those beauties were all dedicated soldiers, and they usually focused on their official duties. Before they met a certain gentleman prince, they didn't care much about dressing up. In addition to the work clothes they wore when they were in the office, Rebel and the others didn't even have private clothes, that is, casual clothes. Even during their daily vacation time, when they strolled on the street, relaxed a little, and enjoyed their vacation, Rebel and the others were dressed in the strict and conservative coffee-colored military uniforms for female military officers. Relatively speaking, the dress of "Pure White Sword Shadow" Kellys, this blue and white combination of female swordsmen's special suit, was much better looking than the former's Principality military uniform, and the latter had a bit more youthful and energetic atmosphere.

"Your Highness Aosta, can you...can you really draw? I...I have never heard of it!"

"Rebel, to be honest, I've just started learning this too. I can't even draw, let alone paint."

"Your Highness Aosta, then...then you still want us to be models?"

"Rebel, art can be learned. Until I can create a satisfactory work, I would like to trouble you to continue to be my exclusive models."

"Your Highness Aosta, forgive me for being blunt, but with your painting skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to draw a person in a year or two. It would be great if you can draw an apple."

"Kelis, I know this problem, too. But I believe that persistence is the key to art!"

"Your Highness Aosta, you can also paint other things, you don't have to paint women..."