My summons are weird

"Our army will leave here at the beginning of winter, and I will let you leave here then."

Orcus's words stopped the ferociously cooking bread, and she looked like a squirrel, not a fox, holding baked potatoes in both hands.

"You're not like a Celer," said Bread.

Orkus chuckled, and having already guessed the answer, he asked in a strange way: "What kind of person is a Celerian?"

After eating the bread for a while, he carefully raised his head and stared at Orkus.

"You're a nice guy, not quite like them."

Orkus wanted to laugh, but for some reason, his laughter got stuck in his throat, and he could only squeeze out a bitter smile.

"If I were you, I wouldn't describe a person as a good person or a bad person. Like me, I have always used standpoints to divide people. In my opinion, standpoints determine a person's perspective on things. The reason why you think I am a Good man, it's just because I gave you enough to eat."

"But you didn't abuse me."

"But maybe I killed your people, maybe I gave the order to kill."

Bread lowered his head and murmured.

"When I was pulled out from the crowd by them, every one of them had smiles on their faces, that kind of eyes full of desire... and indescribable, very uncomfortable eyes."

"I could feel the joy in their hearts, they seemed to enjoy the suffering that happened to us."

"But you didn't..."

Orkus' writing hands trembled.

"Although you always have a sullen face, like a serious elder in my clan, you look scary...But I can feel that you seem to be preoccupied, and you don't seem to like this place..."

Orcus stood up and walked over to the bread.

That face looked more gloomy than before, and the gap between body shape and height made Bread tremble.

Bread, who thought he had said something wrong, trembled all over.

Orcus reached out and put something on her head.

Bread's fox ears trembled subconsciously, and then squeezed hard into the middle, feeling that it was a jar.

"It's tasteless to eat dry, this is my private collection, take it and eat it."

Bread took off the jar on his head and found that it was filled with a golden yellow, viscous liquid. When he opened it and smelled it, he was surprised that it was honey.

After returning to the table, Orcus reminded Bread: "I suggest that you treat me as a bad guy, maybe one day we will meet on the battlefield."

Bread sucked the honey that stood on his little furry hand, and the smile he just showed was dismissed by Orcus' words.

After a long silence, Bread asked perplexedly, "Iris's territory is very vast, and the tribe basically only lives in a small area."

"Since I was a child, I have heard the elders in the clan say that Mostana is so vast..."

"Such a big Mostana really can't accommodate us, is there still Celer?"

"..."

"Eat enough, go back to your group, you will have a lot of time to think about this issue."

Footsteps sounded, and Orcus had told him not to let outsiders see him eating. Like a frightened kitten, the bread shook first, and then frantically stuffed the half-eaten potato into its mouth. The cheeks are like the cheek pouches of a squirrel.

Her speed was obviously not faster than the pace of the person outside the door, and she was only halfway through when the other person lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Su Nafa?" Orkus asked in surprise, "There should be an experiment sign outside my door, what are you doing here?"

Su Nafa glanced at the bread that was still hiding something, and replied with a half-smile: "It's urgent, otherwise I won't bother you, the master summoner."

Noticing that Su Nafa's gaze stayed on the bread, Orkus reminded vigilantly: "Since it's urgent, please speak up."

Su Nafa said: "Izalebi's 'Imperial Halberd' with 4,000 people has been assembled, and the logistics is providing them with food for two days, and they will set off early tomorrow morning."

Orkus has no interest in this: "You can make a decision. Your Majesty sent me to the Seventh Army just to prevent the dragons from encircling you."

The news of Orkus in the Seventh Army will be revealed sooner or later. At that time, the Dragons on the Eastern Front may change their posture. Therefore, it is best for him to remain hidden before the winter, and wait until the strategic mission of the Seventh Army is completed before making a high-profile attack. Return to the Eastern Front.

"But your daughter Calani and her husband Reduk are among the imperial halberds."

Orkus was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Sunafa looked at the bread in the corner, and said meaningfully: "Oerkus, it's good to treat foreigners as pets, and it's better not to have too much affection, as long as you are willing to spend more on such goods For a few gold coins, you can buy better ones from Collet."

After speaking, Su Nafa turned and left.

Bread in the corner trembled all over. When the eyes of this woman named Su Nafa fell on her, she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if she was being targeted by a ferocious monster.

eye contact.

This heroic woman seemed to hide a wild beast under her beautiful appearance, roaring and roaring at herself, and countless ghosts surrounded the beast, as if as long as the beast moved, they would pounce on her.

Orcus saw that the bread was trembling, and he stepped forward and touched the bread's head.

"Don't worry, the seven sticks also want to show face to each other. She will come here to tell me this information specially for the sake of being the same seven sticks."

Orkus pinched the sign on her chest and shook it.

"As long as you wear this brand, Su Nafa will not attack you, because you are my servant of Orkus, the only 'pet' of the sixth-level summoner in the empire."

"she…"

"I know, you met her eyes, right?" Orkus said, "Su Nafa is good at illusion, her eyes are very aggressive, don't look into her eyes next time."

"Bread, I'm going out of the meeting, so you stay here, no matter who comes to me, tell me I'm not here, and tell him to wait outside obediently."

After telling the good bread not to leave the tent, Orcus opened the curtain and walked out.

Sure enough, not far away, Su Nafa folded his arms, leaned under the flagpole, and looked at himself with a half-smile.

"Now that you know it's my pet, look away."

"Tsk, the Great Summoner can't take a joke. I brought you news about my daughter. Is that how you treat me?"

"One yard owned by a yard."

Orcus put down the warning and went straight to the rendezvous of the imperial halberds.

The knights on horses got off their horses and saluted after seeing Orcus.

Orcus crossed the torrent of the empire with a gloomy face, and found Izarebi who was arranging affairs for various cavalry captains.

Izarebi was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood why Orkus had come.

"Kalani stays, and the rest are temporarily dismissed."

Izarebi didn't get in the way, and coughed: "I'll go see how the logistics staff are doing."

Only Orkus was left in the huge camp, and Calani, who had blond hair and a face somewhat similar to Orkus.

Calani gave a salute to Orcus, who was the Seven Staff, with the standard etiquette of the Celer Empire.

"Does Master Orcus have any instructions?"

It is still the tone of the conversation between the superior and the superior.

Orkus collected his thoughts, and said for a long time, "There are only two of us here. Let's avoid the tone of the superior and the subordinate. Maybe we can talk in a different way."

"You mean father and daughter?"

Kalanie took the initiative to speak out, but Orkus was a little at a loss.

"Shouldn't we be talking like father and daughter?"

"Mother didn't forgive you, so I don't think it's..."

The lines on Orkus' face became cold and hard. He exhaled and ordered forcefully, "Leave the Imperial Halberd."

"Are you going to stop me from fighting for the glory of the empire? This is my battle. I want to make contributions on the battlefield..."

"You don't know what kind of enemy you are going to face, don't be stupid, Kalanie!"

Orkus roared, and then said: "Izarebi plans to go all the way south to find out the details of the Blue Water, Moon Shadow Werewolves and many other races. In other words, the empire is blind to them."

"Especially Blue Water. Since they expelled the empire's merchants, the empire's understanding of them basically comes from the descriptions of merchants of other races."

"This is a very strange race. It is believed that their gods once existed and taught them a lot of strange knowledge, which made them evolve extremely fast!"

Orkus wanted to say more, but was roughly interrupted by Calani.

"It's just a foreign race. How can the fragile foreign gods compare with Mendilla? The rising empire bathed in the glory of Mendilla has absolute oppressive power against them!"

"Lord Orkus, please respect my will. We will overcome obstacles for the empire, open up territories, and make great achievements."

Orkus let out a long sigh, and tremblingly took out a piece of unknown animal leather from his arms.

"Bring it on, it will give you some protection."

Seeing that Calani didn't intend to accept it, Orkus yelled: "Put it away!"

Shocked, Kalanie took the leather.

Orkus wanted to tell her a few more words, but when he saw the impatience in Kalanie's eyes, he gave up.

Orkus walked heavily on the way back to the camp without saying hello to Izarebi.

These days, he is always restless. When looking at the southernmost races of the empire, he always feels disturbed whenever he sees blue water and moon shadow werewolves with unknown intelligence.

It's hard to say whether the intuition is correct, but Orcus always feels that the life bred on the land of Mostana should not be underestimated.

From top to bottom, the empire has been immersed in the glory of the Blitz four clans a hundred years ago for too long, and this time the all-out war has gained too many advantages, making everyone despise their opponents.

This arrogance terrified Orcus.

But he couldn't stop it.

As the sun rose, Yizalebi set off with the newly formed Imperial Halberd.

Three thousand five light cavalry and five hundred heavy cavalry turned into a sharp knife and plunged straight into the south of Mostana.

The five sixth-tier empires watched the group of elites leave. Except for Orkus, they all felt that it was a sure thing that they would win and return.

Generals Luo Da and Kennesa were already discussing to wait until Izalebi returned to replace another group of cavalry to attack, and even the division of military merits and prisoners were within the scope of discussion.

The preoccupied Orkus mobilized dozens of scouts who were proficient in magic with the authority of his seven sticks, and ordered them to follow the imperial halberd all the way and collect news along the way.

The so-called precautions mean that when everyone takes victory for granted, some people have to think about what to do if they lose?

Like a lawn mower, the imperial halberd swept across all the tribes it passed.

Izarebi's approach perfectly fits the original intention of the entire team.

Merit comes first.

The imperial halberds don't see civilians in their eyes, and they don't take the approach of the Seventh Army to drive out refugees near the iris magic fox. All the aliens they see are part of their meritorious service.

In two days, seven small tribes disappeared, and the accompanying scribe of the imperial halberd faithfully recorded the feats of the sergeants.

The scouts sent by Orcus also saw the bloody tribal ruins. They searched for a long time on the ruined walls and corpses, and finally sent back to Orcus, "Where the halberd went, the blood Drifting pestle" information.

It was the first time that these scouts, who had hardly confronted each other because the battle was too smooth, saw such a scene.

Izalebi knew about the existence of these scouts, and happily distributed some "ears" to them.

It took only two and a half days for the Imperial Halberd to enter the complex terrain south of Mostana from the central region.

Looking at the map, Yizalebi found that he was almost at the territory of the Moon Shadow Werewolf and the Blue Water Mushroom Man.

Whether to march towards Blue Water City to the west or to Moon Shadow City to the east became a problem.

The fact that the werewolf tribe in the north caused huge losses to the empire made Yizalebi hesitate again and again, and decided to respect his opponent. He inspected the imperial halberd, which had suffered almost no losses, and announced that he would not touch the hard bone of the moon shadow werewolf, and It is to find out the details of the blue water mushroom man first.

In order to ensure his status, Yizalebi decided not to entangle with the small tribes along the way, and went straight to Blue Water City.

On the contrary, this order disappointed the cavalrymen of the imperial halberds. After accumulating a lot of military exploits these days, some of them have already reached the edge of being promoted.

The imperial halberds that were as fast as the wind continued to drive straight in. They galloped along the business roads that used to be crowded with merchants, and after entering the territory of Blue Water, Yizalebi issued an order.

"Destroy all the crops and leave no food for the blue water mushroom people!"

"As long as you find mushroom people, the old rules."

The imperial halberds that had been suppressed before were gearing up one by one, planning to make up for the lost merits here.

However, on the first day of the raid, they were surprised to find that after entering the blue water territory, they didn't see a single mushroom man, and they couldn't find a grain of food in all the houses.

Not only that, the land that should have been planted with crops has long been empty, and the fruit trees that bear fruit in early autumn are bare.

Izarebi rubbed his chin: "It seems that he was scared out of his wits, and he didn't even have the courage to fight."

"I'd like to see where you, Lan Shui, can take your people and food, and return to the Great Wetland if you can, and become barbarians again!"