Knight with Wand

".What?" The poetess looked at the young mistress of the Lang family who was holding her wrist, and smiled softly while stroking her affectionate face.

"I can't forget the sweetness and happiness you gave me. Can we meet again?" After parting, Tayana felt a deep sense of regret in her heart.

"Maybe? But it's better to treat this as a short dream. You are very obedient~ and I will naturally keep my promise and leave your life."

The poetess, who had received enough information and had no more memories of this place, put her finger on the woman's eyebrows and made her lie down on the bed irresistibly.

After the young mistress of the Wolf family slowly fell asleep under the influence of incense, the poetess put away her smile and calmly turned around and left.

After walking out of the mansion as a guest, she left the upper town and disappeared into the bustling crowd of Wolfenhall.

A low-rise settlement in a slum outside the city.

A dark alleyway full of gangsters and bullies.

The neatly dressed and beautiful poetess walked slowly into the depths.

The stench around him didn't change the delicate face at all.

Soon, behind the poetess, several gangsters with yellow teeth and lewd smiles inevitably followed.

Touching the dagger, the gangsters stared straight at the plumpness and plumpness that the woman's dress could not hide, and their mouths couldn't help but water.

"Hey! Where did the little girl come from? Are you lost? Go to the pub with the brothers to have a drink and relax. We promise to take you home safely, haha."

The gangster leader took out his short blade and stepped forward to block the poetess' path.

Seeing the woman's young and beautiful appearance clearly, he felt even happier. He just felt that he had won the jackpot today, and after the game, he might be able to make a lot of money from the sale to Master Coyote.

"Go away." The poetess looked calmly at the gangster in front of her who smelled of alcohol and sweat, without fear or panic.

"Hey, little girl, didn't you understand what I said?" The gangster leader picked at his rotten teeth with his tongue and shook the dagger in his hand.

The poetess frowned, not wanting to leave traces of unnecessary killings, so she coughed slightly and changed into another voice.

"Listen clearly, I am a man, get out of my way, I have something to do with the 'Coyote'."

The eyes of the gangsters surrounding the poetess widened.

A beautiful woman suddenly spoke in a deep male voice?

This unbelievable situation made them confused.

"Male? Man??"

The gangster leader looked at this woman with a protruding front and back in disbelief, and immediately shook his head vigorously.

"Don't you fucking fool me, Mr. Coyote, do you want to see me whenever you want? You actors are really good. I almost got scared by you holding my throat. I don't believe that men can be like this. Besides, even men, I'm just as careless today." !”

"Are you Coyote's subordinates?" The female poet speaking in a male voice heard the words and shook her head helplessly: ". I hope you, a bastard, have some use for him. You are glad that you saved your life."

She moved her fingers quickly through the air and sang softly, the purple lines reflected in the gangsters' eyes.

"Since you even want to have sex with a man, let's let you have sex with each other today." After the poetess finished speaking, she walked past a few dumbfounded gangsters and continued to move towards her destination.

Not long after, a burst of frightened screams came from the original alley, and the gangsters screamed at each other like beasts.

Pushing open the concealing curtain, the poetess bowed her head under the narrow door frame and walked into the coyote's stronghold.

She looked up and saw the burly man lying on the bench in the room. She changed her voice to a woman's and said, "You should recruit some subordinates with vision and brains. Although ruffians are easy to drive, they can also easily do bad things at critical moments."

The burly man put his feet on the broken table, raised his hand and swung the bad wine in the wooden cup: "Sir, you are doing this too hard for me. The people above are all paying attention to the east and north, and they have given away their money. The people of Oranton don't give money to a small person like me, and leave me in this remote and remote place. Where can I find you a reliable subordinate?

The two dead ghosts who went to Farolis and didn't come back were already the best knives that could be raised in such a short period of time, but now they are gone."

"Don't complain, I'm here to give you money." The poetess lifted up her skirt, took off a pocket from the side of her smooth thigh and threw it over.

Raising his hand with a snap, he caught the heavy purse. Coyote weighed it, took another sip of bad wine, and sat upright with his burly body: "Hey, sir, please be considerate of your subordinates."

"Have you dealt with that idiot in Farolis City?" the poetess put down her skirt and straightened it out and asked.

"Killed him to pieces, burned them all, and I sent my assistant to take over the mess he left in Farolis.

He actually sold the soul comforting incense for money. As expected, this idiot found it unreliable to find local indigenous people. It would be better to transfer more people from the empire. "The coyote sighed, opening his arms to the poetess and patting his thigh.

"It all depends on the person. The 'Rotti' I trained did a good job. He may hope to enter the parliament of Dragon Throat City within two years." The female poet walked up to the burly man, turned around and sat on the other side. On the leg: "On the other hand, you, the local Dark Claw, are still a gangster leader in the countryside after more than a year. You are really embarrassing to me."

The coyote didn't care, he smiled evilly and hugged the poetess tightly into his arms, took a deep breath, smelled the nostalgic scent, and then dishonestly inserted his hands into her clothes.

"Sir, the spies who went to Rolannar with the mage master have not received any news for a long time.

My outside informant has news that for unknown reasons, the army of the indigenous king in the south has suffered heavy losses. I am afraid that it will withdraw. Is there some big trouble? "The coyote bit the poetess' earlobe and murmured softly.

The poetess exhaled slightly, relaxed and leaned on the burly chest behind her and replied softly: "This is why I came here to pass by you. Not only the east side, but Mr. Pirieno of the Western Port Embassy was also killed. He Now there is no news from his disciples.

Coincidentally, in a new poem by a famous poet, there are three knights of Selva? On the contrary, there are many similarities and connections with the assassin information from Falconer. The Farolis family also has a piece of land called Selva.

I will visit the village first, and then set off for Therian to investigate what happened to Rolannar. "

The female poet held her man's generous neck with her backhand, raised her head and said: "What if... the gentlemen who went to Rolanal also encountered some unexpected accidents, and lost so many important people at once, although it is difficult to imagine the shock to the country. But now, the adults of the Western Expedition Faction may seize the opportunity and kick the Eastern Expedition Faction out in front of His Majesty."

"What about us? Do we no longer have to cooperate with the indigenous kingdom in the south?" Coyote stood up and gently pressed the poetess onto the table.

"Well~ I did everything I had to do for this smooth operation. It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or fails. I'll go to the east and look back~. With the above instructions, maybe I can transfer you to the royal capital of Orland. Now, for a martial artist like you, you should do something you are familiar with..." The female poet lay on the table and sang breathlessly.

Coyote cheered up and took a long breath: "Then I will stay in this hellish place and patiently wait for your good news in the future."

At Lord Wolfenhall's Mansion, Katniss read his father's letter and felt more confident to endure his anger.

As long as they don't attack Faloris City and burn a few villages in revenge, it won't be a problem to test the response of the Thorn Flower.

It would be great if Baron Farolis' army could take the initiative to enter the Wolf Territory and start a war.

Once Thorn Flower is found guilty of intending civil war, as long as he waits for another month, Count Trossa, who has returned to the army, will make arbitration and punishment in favor of the Wolf family.

Especially if the other party dares to violate the king's "Anti-Witchcraft Decree", if he can get direct evidence, his family will be able to take the opportunity to truly swallow up Farolis' territory.

Bearing two serious crimes, this time no one can help save the remnants of the previous dynasty, not even the Earl of Duwana!

The young master of the Wolf family sneered in his heart, secretly mocking Baron Farolis for his stupid act of seeking death.

He stood up and looked at the warlock envoy who arrived at Wolfenhall with his father's letter as sent by Count Trossa: "Master Met, please come with me."

Canis led the way and brought the warlock who came from the front line of Mamor to the place where the remains of the wights were stored.

The warlock named Mette knelt down and made seals on the skinny undead body. He muttered words, and the cyan magic light immediately flowed in his palms.

After carefully inspecting the corpse for a long time, until he withdrew the spell, Matt stood up and shook his head at the young master of the Wolf family.

"I'm sorry, Sir Katniss. I didn't sense any residual magic power from this mummy, and I didn't find any traces of magic in it. If what you said is true, then maybe it's not Man-made undead."

"What do you mean? Master Met? Isn't this the product of evil witchcraft? Could such a living dead be born in the mother's womb?" Katniss frowned when he didn't hear the answer he wanted.

"I know this sounds incredible, but under special circumstances, undead and resentful souls may indeed appear in nature. I don't know the specific cause yet. It needs to be investigated. But with this corpse alone, you definitely can't prove it. Baron Thornflower violated the king's decree," Matt shook his head and explained.

Katniss paced a few times in frustration.

Of course, he could not order the northern warlock invited by General Trossa to assist on the front line to lie about his accusations.

It seems that it is not so easy to simply accuse Farolis of violating the "Anti-Witchcraft Act".

But now that he had his father's approval, he swore that no matter what tricks the Thorn Flower used to create those things, the Gunnar family would repay their humiliation to the wolf leader with ten times the blood.

What's more, evidence is just the icing on the cake before the general trend. When needed, evidence can be created even without it.

In the big house of the village community in Longka, Leon carefully read the lord's reply, then passed it to Azerien and others for circulation, and then said to the messenger on the side: "Please wait a little longer, I still have a message." You bring it to Lord Elliot."

"Yes, Lord Pendragon." The messenger bowed and stepped aside humbly.

Corvis, who was standing next to him, turned around and found pen and ink letter paper for Leon.

The tip of Leon's pen was dipped in ink, and while he was writing the second report to Baron Earliver on the paper, he was also thinking and weighing the orders and tasks given to him by the monarch for the first time.

Baron Earliver, who was far away in Avalon and was preparing to set out with his army, unexpectedly, in his first letter alone, sensitively predicted that there might be a major conflict on the border from the refugee incident in Aiken.

However, the Lord of the Thorn Flower did not stop his plan to lead his army south to attack Glade. Instead, he decided to speed up the pace immediately.

Leon also learned from the letter the truth and falsehood of the Gunnar family.

Before the war, Baron Grey Wolf mobilized most of the available manpower in the Wolf Family's territory and devoted himself to the conquest of Mamor County.

Compared with Thorn Flower, which sent one or two thousand soldiers and civilians to respond to the call, it still kept a thousand main forces stationed in Faroris.

The Gunnar family, backed by the political power of the royal party, unscrupulously squeezed out more than three thousand soldiers and more than a thousand civilians.

This is also why in the early distribution of the results of the war, the Reding Castle of Viper Baron Dawson would be taken by Gunnar, who had a greater force.

So now in Wolf Territory, except for some garrisons retained in Wolfenhall City, the Gunnar family may only have a few hundred soldiers available.

Of course, this does not mean that the Thorn Flower family can take the opportunity to attack the Wolf Territory and recover the old land lost more than a decade ago.

Mamor County is not far from Baron Faroris's territory. If a civil war is really provoked, the Wolf Family's army can always turn around and "swap homes" with Thorn Flower.

Besides, even if Gunnar lost Wolfenhall, he still had his ancestral land to retreat to, but Thornflower had nowhere to retreat to for the time being.

After attacking Wolf Lord for no reason, there must be a lot of people in the royal party who wanted to take the opportunity to clean up the remnants of the old king and divide up the land of Faroris.

So Leon saw that the real task given to him by Baron Elliver was to face the conflict without tolerance. He could take the opportunity to provoke disputes, but he could not let the war burn to the city of Wolfenhall.

As long as the scale of the conflict is limited, it is not a civil war, but just a dispute.

That's right.

At this moment, Elliver wanted to use those refugees to intensify the conflict instead of resolving the conflict and misunderstanding.

Of course, Leon knew that he was not a lord for nothing. What the other party was worried about in the letter was that the increasingly frequent attacks of the undead on the edge of the Nightmare Forest would cause the Gunnar family to notice the strange direction in the south.

Elliver did not want to disturb the Thornflower's quiet expansion before taking over the land of Kantadar.

If a territorial conflict can divert the Gunnar family's attention to the forest, then no matter how big the conflict is, it doesn't matter as long as Elifer takes the enemy pass in the south and makes the position of Thorn Flower unshakable. Then any small conflict in Kossos County during this period will be insignificant to the king far away in the capital.

After sealing the letter with sword-wing wax and watching the messenger leave quickly, Leon came to the window and breathed the increasingly heavy air inside and outside.

Unlike the Cantadar people, as a vassal who joined the Thorn Flower family halfway through, he did not want to take the initiative to provoke the Gunnar family who had no grudges against him.

But the second letter submitted to Baron Elifer also made it clear.

The undead spirits of the ancient Faroris soldiers in Aiken Village have made suspicion and contradictions inevitable.

In addition, Baron Elifer's attitude of not intending to resolve misunderstandings at all

Leon did not expect that the first battle he would face after becoming a knight might not be the Cantadar people, but the Orland people.