After attending the coronation ceremony of Sarika Jonah, Bain''s army, which had just rested for a short time, was assembled again and ready to start.
However, this time, they are not ready to embark on the journey, but to go home.
After a midnight raid, rescue of Qianzhang City, siege of sand dunes, siege of silver helmet mountain... And meeting with the remnant army of Boyi in the big green sea, and experiencing the most unimaginable battle, this tired army with heavy casualties can finally embark on the way home.
It was the end of midsummer when we started, and it was winter when we came home... Many Bain soldiers became very heavy when they thought of it.
Especially the Earls from Byrne''s thirteen leaders were very emotional.
Among them, especially the younger generation, they were quite unconvinced when they crowned Laurent; Just as he was lucky enough to meet this once-in-a-century opportunity; If their surname is Turin, they can do better.
But now... At least everyone who participated in the last battle, whether Byrne or Boye, or dwarves, can''t erase the figure jumping down from the dragon''s back from their minds.
When the original scene that only exists in the legend appears in front of us, it will only be more eye-catching and unforgettable than the legend.
Defeat the Centaur and capture the silver helmet mountain... Even if they are no longer convinced, they can imagine what level of prestige Lauren will reach in the principality when he returns to Byrne - Byrne people who are keen to pursue heroes will take him as a knight blessed by the female warrior God and the Holy Cross.
At the command of Byrne, thousands of knights will gather under his flag from all directions to fight for him!
This is the Byrne people. They are eager to become heroes and are more keen to follow heroes; Give them a goal, they can devote themselves, even if the last drop of blood is willing.
"Are you leaving now?"
Leaning against the handrail of the stairs, Brandon looked at the people still in the main hall: "I thought you had to wait for the winter and then go back. It was too hasty."
"We just met. We haven''t seen each other for a long time. There are still a lot of things we want to talk to you about."
With a slight smile, Loren sighed.
"The war is over, so we have no reason to stay in Boyi... Even if I don''t go, the sky palace will send messengers to urge me in a few days, which will be passive." the black haired wizard said faintly:
"What''s more, Boye, who has suffered heavy losses, is also very short of materials. It''s hard to just ensure that he still has 50000 legions to supply you; if he doesn''t get away, Sally card will order him to leave!"
Hearing this explanation, Brandon shook his head with a look of disbelief: "I think as long as you agree, our heroic and charming Archduke Boyi will do everything to keep you even if he makes Boyi hungry!"
Then, with a bad smile on his face, he picked his eyebrows and tried to "hint" with his index finger against his lower lip.
The dark haired wizard who had been silent for a minute kept taking a deep breath and pressed his impulse to go up and beat him violently, so as to avoid the big news of "Duke Byrne''s intimate communication with his royal highness at the Boye Palace"
"Don''t worry. You don''t have to teach me what to do. I''ll try my best to keep the little girl from bullying her."
The corners of his mouth slowly raised a little radian, and Brandon''s eyes were very sharp: "to win over Boye is to win over more than 70% of the war horses of the Empire, as well as hundreds of thousands of reserve light cavalry; as long as she is willing to stand on our side, the Imperial brother will not do it easily without full confidence."
"After all, he can''t afford to split the Empire and scuffle among the principalities."
The dark haired wizard shrugged.
"So you can go back safely and don''t worry about anything." the prince''s eyes turned straightly: "during the time when I get along with Miss Sarika, I will let milassis turn all your ''challengers'' into incombustible garbage, and promise to leave you a worried and worried Archduke Boye waiting for you to come back!"
"..." Loren Turin.
"Of course, since one of my wizard advisers took advantage of the convenience of work and took such a big advantage without my permission, it is difficult for me to ensure that I will not develop some kind of hatred. I will use my spare time to discuss art, philosophy, life... With Duke Boye to develop a higher-level relationship to meet my desire for revenge."
Brandon "reluctantly" stood up and smiled cunningly: "so life... Is so full of uncertainty."
With that, he glanced at the door behind him; Pat Lauren on the shoulder and turn away.
With a sigh, Loren moved his eyes from him to the man coming.
Or two.
"Why is our Duke Byrne still standing here, not even a person to entertain you?"
The smiling Sally card came over, her right arm was still around ayin''s neck, and the little wizard with a red face was dragged around by her as if she had lost her soul.
"Alas, it''s only one day." she stared at the corners of the black haired wizard''s mouth, and the girl with flax braids was full of disappointment: "really, I knew I was a little harder!"
If you try harder, you''ll bite off the whole mouth!
With a smile on his face, the dark haired wizard said nothing.
"Well, for your sake, I''ll let you go this time... I have to talk to the prince from the capital."
Before ayin reacts, Sally card with a bad smile suddenly turns around; With his hands pushed behind her, the startled little wizard rushed directly to Loren''s arms.
When they looked back, the giggling Sally card had long disappeared. It was probably to fix a prince who was unaware of it.
Well, they''ll hit it off, sure.
"That, Loren..."
The little wizard who hurriedly got up said, "I want to trouble you."
"Master Halin van achamay, he was seriously injured in the war of chakarna; it is difficult to recover him according to the conditions of Qianzhang City, so I want to invite him to visit red blood castle for a while..."
"No problem."
"Alas?" the little wizard''s expression was very surprised.
"What''s the matter? There''s nothing to hesitate about this kind of thing," Lauren asked with a smile. "Or do you think I won''t agree?"
"No, I just thought you would be very embarrassed. After all, he is the wizard adviser of Archduke Boye, and..." the little wizard who wanted to say something was about to stop talking, and the corners of his mouth tilted up:
"Nothing. I''ll be happy as long as you promise."
Lauren didn''t say anything, just nodded.
He knew that ayin''s reasons were more than these. I''m afraid it was also related to the World War I of chakar... Although I can''t guess how master asamai did it, he definitely opened the valve according to his void reaction and post-war injury.
Master corona once mentioned that, as a self who is completely combined with emptiness and matter, as long as there is no sudden death on the spot, there will be a period of weakness at most, and the body can naturally return to balance.
But for ordinary wizards, the damage caused by opening the valve every time is permanent and irreversible.
Because of this, Loren doesn''t want the little wizard to touch these, but... If this is what she wants to do out of her heart, Loren won''t interfere.
"Loren." Ayn spoke again, with deep worry in her voice: "I..."
"It''s an honor for all the bain wizards that we can invite master achamay to visit the red blood castle." Loren smiled and waved to interrupt her: "don''t worry, give me Sarika, you just need..."
"No, it''s not about master asamai!"
"It''s Lucian. His injury hasn''t improved yet." the little wizard subconsciously looked around and said cautiously:
"To be exact... It''s like being drained of energy. Up to now, it''s still in a semi coma, just, just and..."
She didn''t finish.
But Loren already knows.
Yes, just like the one who opened the valve after the last war with the female warrior God.
It seems that even the power gained from evil gods can''t come at no cost, let alone... Someone who is keen to let others owe him.
"Don''t worry, he''ll be fine." with a slight sigh, Loren calmly pressed the little wizard''s shoulder: "it''s just that he has just experienced such a terrible war and needs a good rest for a period of time."
"It won''t be long before he can stand up again." the black haired wizard replied very definitely.
Hurt like that, just... Need a rest?
Even though ayin still had doubts in his heart, he could only nod in the face of Lauren''s firm eyes and reluctantly left with a smile.
The two people with tacit understanding did not finish all their words in the end, and kept the last distance from each other.
Until the little wizard went away, Loren slowly left the main hall and walked towards the door of the Duke''s castle; With his hands on his back and a steady look, Ike, the count of anger castle, has been waiting for him there for a long time.
Before the dark haired wizard approached, his steady, rock like eyes turned to him, nodded humbly, and became more close and easygoing than ever before.
"The army has assembled and can start at any time." Eckert said in a deep voice, "everyone is making final preparations - mainly the remains of the dead, because many of them have been lost on the battlefield and can only be buried outside the city, waiting for the priest to hold a funeral for them."
Loren said quietly, "how long will it take?"
"About half a day."
"Then inform the whole army that we will start before the evening." Lauren whispered, "if the body is buried, try to be voluntary. If there is someone who insists on bringing the remains back to his hometown... See if our baggage team can spare some carriages."
Ike nodded.
"Duke, are you really going to do this?" the count of fury castle, who was about to stop talking, said with a trace of worry in his eyes:
"You should know the consequences of that letter... How many people will see you as a thorn in the eye."
"I know," Loren replied calmly:
"But I still have to do so, otherwise the Empire still can''t realize what kind of threat we face... Acter, you can see it."
The count of fury Castle raised his eyebrows.
"This time we are lucky, first the dwarves of silver helmet mountain, and then the Boyi army of Duke Varna... But what if it''s Byrne''s turn next time, and what if we have to face this enemy alone next time?"
"Byrne, will we also end up in silver helmet mountain and Boye... Do we have to expect a giant dragon to come to the rescue every time?"
Aware that the atmosphere was somewhat depressed, the relieved black haired wizard shrugged jokingly: "besides, if such a big thing happened, whether it was the heavenly palace or the church, he would not have the energy to find us trouble about the silver helmet mountain dwarfs."
"In this way, we don''t have to be blamed twice for two things, and we can fulfill our commitment to the silver helmets and set aside a small autonomous region for them in Bain. Isn''t it the best of both worlds?"
The silent Eckert was speechless, or he didn''t intend to refute anything.
"I just want to remind you that when facing the immediate threat, don''t forget the sharp blade from behind." Eckert said slowly: "Roland Turin fell in the fortress of duanjie mountain, but the weapons that killed him were not only the minions of evil gods, but also the heavenly palace, the Church... And us."
The black haired wizard looked sideways, but when he saw the count of fury Castle raising his head, his expression was very dark.
"I''ve thought about it countless times. If we could understand the Duke a little, if we could really know what he was doing, maybe... Byrne wouldn''t fall for a hundred years and split for a hundred years."
"But the fact is that we worship him, but we don''t understand what he wants to do; and the end of the black Duke can never be repeated in Byrne."
"We don''t understand him, and we don''t understand the significance of what he''s going to do." Eckert hung his head and said in a low voice, "and he never insisted, even if he was alone... He still set foot on the road to duanjie mountain."
"Because only his heart knows that he has to go and is doomed not to be understood by others... Even so, he did it."
"Duke, that''s why we support you so much; no matter what legendary and inhuman things you want to do, no matter what great wishes you have..."
Eckert''s expression was very indifferent, and even a smile hung around his mouth: "Byrne, always behind you."
"Not to mention, you have proved it with your great martial arts and your words and deeds..."
"You are different from Roland Turin."
His expression seemed to be full of emotion and a bit of relaxed pleasure
Not knowing what to say, Loren could only look at the Duke''s castle in the distance:
"Take a closer look before you leave, Eckert; the war is over, and we may not have a chance to come back."
"Really? I think you will come back one day." the count of angry Castle slowly said with a deep breath and flashing eyes:
"Battlefield, enemy, adventure, battle of life and death... You can only leave temporarily at most."