There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

After entering, Domi did not rush to find Afu, but wandered around like a tourist. After all, it was his first time to officially come here after the establishment of this organization.

"Hah! Ha!!"

When he arrived at the drill ground, a group of mercenary reserve or active personnel were training under the supervision of Lancelot.

He placed both his hands on the Unbroken Lake Light, the two-handed sword commissioned by Leonardo da Vinci to forge, and shouted loudly with mighty and domineering power:

"Use all your strength! Fight with all your might! Don't act like a weakling who hasn't eaten!"

Everyone was sweating and slashing down with their weapons: "Hah!!"

Chapter 260: The Gradually Divine Lancelot

Chapter 260-259- The Gradually Divine Lancelot

Snap, snap, snap...

Hearing the applause, Lancelot, who was training the new mercenaries, looked over and found that it was Domi. After telling the mercenaries to continue training, he walked towards Domi.

"My Lord, it's been a long time."

"Well, you know what, Lancelot, when I saw this I was glad I made that decision."

That decision, of course, refers to releasing Lancelot from the royal prison and having him play one of the most important roles in Sword of the Kingdom.

Facts have proved that Lancelot is a first-class talent both in personal ability and in management of troops.

With him around, there is no doubt that Kingdom Sword will become the most influential mercenary group in the empire.

Talents can only play their roles in an environment where they can display their talents. It can only be said that the great nobleman of the Kingdom of Rumtitu was short-sighted.

"Thank you for your praise, sir. I just did what I was supposed to do, and I didn't do it very well. I'd better leave these compliments to Madam Leader."

"Floreitis? Well, we should really praise her, otherwise she might become passive and lazy..." Domi muttered in a low voice.

But who would have thought that these words were heard by Florettis who came rushing over after hearing the news, and there was a familiar figure following her.

"Dominic, you just remembered to comfort me now. I have worked for you for so long."

"Ahahaha... that's not the case. I was worried about you all night long~"

Afu is quite resentful, and Domi doesn't intend to confront her face to face, so he decides to calm her down first.

After all, it's scary when a woman gets angry for no reason...

"Hmph~ You'd better keep this to fool the devil."

Domi chuckled, then looked to her side and was stunned.

"Four... Forty-seven?! Why are you here too?"

Domi saw her face first, then his eyes subconsciously swept down and found that she was still wearing the cadre uniform of Sword of the Kingdom. For details, you can refer to the black military uniform of a certain defeated country during World War II.

"And wearing the uniform here??"

After nearly half a year, Forty-Seven no longer had the feeling she had when she saw Domi again. She was as shy as a little girl, tugging at the corner of her clothes in front of her. She didn't look like a professional female killer from Beiluo Shimen at all.

Ah, I must be embarrassed...

Domi knew her mood at the moment just by looking at her actions, it was so easy to guess.

"Well, I respect your choice, but I didn't expect you to choose to come out of Beiluo Shimen and join here. I just want to express my surprise."

Is that so? !

Forty-Seven's pair of bright, narrow eyes, which had a royal sister's flavor, blinked at Domi, as if saying this.

After knowing that Domi had no intention of blaming her, she spoke:

"Beiluo Sect serves your family, young master, but... but I would like to serve you exclusively... well... almost... that's it..."

After saying that, Forty-Seven turned his head away with a blush, as if he had said something embarrassing.

"Is this so?"

Domi felt Forty-Seven's feelings and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, but don't tire yourself out."

Forty-Seven's eyes narrowed into crescent moons and he nodded happily.

"Hey, I haven't even heard a thank you from you. It seems like I'm the only one working for nothing." Afu felt jealous and thought Duomi was particularly biased.

"Well, you've worked hard, Afu. Thank you so much for your dedication."

“I felt perfunctory.”

There was nothing Domi could do about it.

At this moment, Lancelot, who had been "watching the battle" from the side, changed the subject in time:

"So, Lord Dominic, do you have any instructions for coming here this time?"

"I didn't come here specially, I just stopped by on the way, but I still have something to tell you..."

Then the four of them moved to the combat meeting room in the office building.

In the large sandbox based on the continent, Domi moved the chess pieces of the Demon Legion that were originally placed on the northwest side of the continent to the top of the Central Plains, to the north of the vast forest, which was the kingdom of the forest elves.

After several months of mobilizing troops, the demons are about to move their army to the border. Not long ago, Aurora informed Domi of this important information through a long-distance mental connection.

At the same time, the forest elves were also actively preparing for war. The two king candidates, Aurora and Merlin, were suddenly extremely busy. They had to protect their homeland and take advantage of this opportunity to defeat their political opponents. There was enough to do to pile up into a mountain.

Lancelot looked at the sand table and frowned:

"Although the demons do have reasons to attack the forest elves, are you so sure that this will happen?"

"Yes, Domi. It hasn't been long since the last demonic tide. Let alone the Forest Elf Kingdom and the Church, even the demons with strong reproductive abilities need more time to recuperate, right?"

"It would not be a very wise decision for them to rush into another war now."

Domi couldn't say that he could get first-hand information even though he was thousands of kilometers away.

So he analyzed this from a rational perspective:

"From our perspective, this is undoubtedly unwise, but the Forest Elf Kingdom is already short of troops. The demons' blitzkrieg can completely destroy the kingdom in a short period of time, create a gap, and then rely on devouring the kingdom to fight and support the war. For the demons, this will only make them stronger."

"For a hundred years, under the mutual surveillance of various forces on the continent, the demon tide has not been able to make a national-level breakthrough. Now that they suddenly launched an attack, it is hard not to suspect that they have something to rely on."

"No matter what the considerations are, we cannot ignore this potential crisis. I also have some inside information. The movements of the demons are likely to be true!"

"So Domi, what do you mean?" Afu asked seriously and solemnly without her previous playful smile.

Domi picked up the "Sword of the Kingdom" chess piece located in Blofeld Territory, crossed half of the continent, and moved it to the territory of the Forest Elf Kingdom:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this will be the first battle for the Kingdom Sword to make a name for itself. We will intervene in the war between these two races as international mercenaries and help the Forest Elf Kingdom win!"

"To be more precise, it is to help Crown Princess Aurora Schkodi Mnemosyne and her forces shine on the battlefield, thereby winning fame for her and helping the forest elves win the battle."

"I have some inside information about the Demon Clan's support..."

Domi was still doing pre-war analysis, and everything he had learned from practice in the War Art Club came in handy here.

At this time, compared to Afu, who started out as an adventurer, Lancelot had a clearer understanding of the international situation. After hearing Domi's words, he roughly guessed what Domi was thinking.

Could it be that Lord Dominic wanted to help Crown Princess Aurora, give her a helping hand, and then support her to ascend the throne of the Forest Elf Kingdom? !

This will not only make the Kingdom Sword famous throughout the continent, but will also gain the help and support of a queen!

Just think about how much benefit this will bring.

It turns out that Lord Dominic’s plan is so big!

Lancelot glanced at Domi in surprise. It was really terrifying that such a half-grown child could have such a long-term strategic vision. It was really terrifying...

Chapter 261 The Officers of the Demon King’s Army

Chapter 261-260- The Demon King's Army Officers

Outside the border of the Forest Elf Kingdom, on the barren plain.

This used to be a green grassland, full of vitality and with herds of cattle and sheep.

But since the last demonic tide, this place has become desolate, with numerous demon bones buried here.

The blood of the forest elves and demons dyed the soil here dark red. If you weren't told that this was once a grassland, no one would believe it.

At this time, two figures were standing on a huge rock that the catapult had not yet thrown out.

One of them had two long, curved goat horns on her head and a small heart-shaped tail trailing behind her. Her long, lilac-like hair was gathered under her helmet, but even the tightest armor could not conceal her proud figure.

The other person was of huge stature, almost equivalent to the superposition of four Arena. Both his height and width were quite outrageous, like a little giant.

He was wearing thick black armor, and even his face was hidden under a ferocious helmet. Through the helmet, one could only see a pair of scarlet, wide-open eyes, like a hungry wolf ready to devour its prey. Behind him was a single-edged axe that was bigger than a guillotine.

A deep and deep voice came from under his helmet:

"Alei, His Majesty has issued a death order. This operation cannot afford to fail. It must succeed. If it fails, you will have an unshirkable responsibility."

Alei looked towards the distance where the enemy was with a twinkling gaze, and opened her red lips slightly:

"Tell His Majesty that I will do my best and ask him to rest assured."

"You should keep this to yourself," the giant seemed to glance at the succubus, "Actions determine everything, including attitude."

"You are really serious, Yoden..."

This person is none other than Yotun, one of the cadres of the Demon King's army. Born in the Night Demon tribe, he is the most powerful warrior among the Night Demons today, and is also known as Yotun the Guillotine.

It is said that when he transforms into a night demon and swings the giant axe on his back, a vacuum area will be cleared on the entire battlefield, and no one will be spared.

"Alei, you are the trump card this time. Please act with caution and make sure you play your role to the fullest."

Just when Alei was about to reply, a figure suddenly appeared behind her. Like they were brothers, he put his arm on Alei's shoulders and swayed back and forth, looking a little dishonest.

A slightly vulgar head poked out with a stiff, mysterious smile:

"Hey, Alei and Yodon, what are you two whispering about? Add me~"

"Take your dirty hands off Harris, don't make me take your hands off."

Ever since she met this guy, Alei has shown an expression of extreme disgust and disgust more than once or twice.

"Haha, it's just a joke. I'm just taking advantage of you. There's no need to remove one of my arms. It'll be very troublesome to reattach it."

Harris, like the other two, is a cadre of the Demon King's army and comes from the zombie tribe, no... to be more precise, the cemetery. He is a zombie with both intelligence and strength.

It was because she crawled out of a cemetery and maggots would crawl out of her eye sockets from time to time that Alei was so resistant.

He took a few steps back, out of Ale's attack range, and then continued to play the devil's game:

"Alei, you should stop worrying about Yoton. Listen to my advice. You two are not suited to each other in body shape, and it will be easy to break. I will feel bad for you, but I will still provide you with mending service as soon as possible, so don't worry~"

"you wanna die!"

He used the hound step to instantly close the distance. The next second, the dragon scale whip with maximum toughness was swung out through the air and smashed towards Harris with murderous intent.

Harris was so frightened that he stood there in a daze, his messy seaweed hair making his embarrassment even more prominent.

As we all know, a summoner, a profession that relies solely on summoned creatures, has no ability to protect itself.

If I could accidentally kill a Demon King Army cadre at this time, it would be a huge profit! Alei thought so.

However, at this moment, a magnificent rapier suddenly appeared in the path of the whip, and with a snap, it flicked the whip away.

"Calm down, Aleyi, do you want to kill Harris?"

A blond man with a face as pale as paper, tall and thin, a face as handsome as classic Western European, and wearing the gorgeous clothes of aristocrats from an unknown region stood between the two of them.

Alei smiled disdainfully: "I have been wanting to kill this guy for a long time."

"I, Stuart, was appointed by His Majesty as the commander of this battle, so I will not allow any loss of Demon King Army cadres before the battle, at least for now."

Stuart, also one of the cadres of the Demon King's army and the last cadre to go on this expedition, is from the Blood Demon Clan, which can also be understood as a vampire in the conventional sense, except that he has fewer weaknesses, but his desire for blood is even greater than that of a vampire.

"Hey--" Harris protested helplessly.

Alei revealed a cruel smile and pulled the whip with both hands, making a "crack".

"Really? Then I'll settle the score with you after the war is over. Believe me, I will kill you before we reach the Demon King's Castle."

"Cadres should live in harmony with each other, Alei..." Stuart said helplessly as he put away his rapier.

"A pervert like him should have been buried in the ground and rotted away long ago!"