In the superstructure of the flagship of the Glory of the Holy Light Empire Expeditionary Corps, the two throne chiefs and five scepter chiefs from the eastern parish of the Holy Light Empire are enjoying their breakfast in the restaurant... …

At both ends of the long dining table, there are two throne leaders, while the other five scepters are sitting on the two ends of the table.

On the snow-white velvet tablecloth, a pile of tableware made of gold is placed. In the golden goblet inlaid with precious stones, the fresh deer blood that has just been delivered is soaked in the best fire dragon crystal. With a strange heat...

The Holy Light Empire is a place where the hierarchy is so strict that it makes people feel terrible. Therefore, on this occasion, where there are two throne leaders, the other five scepters, even knights, can only Each of them ate their breakfast solemnly and quietly, listening to the conversation between the two throne leaders, unless the throne leader mentioned his name, otherwise he would not speak out.

"The deer blood taken from the female deer's fetus is the most nourishing, and breakfast without deer fetal blood is really unaccustomed..." The one sitting at one end of the dining table was slightly fat, and it looked like more than sixty. Years old, the throne leader, whose skin was as delicate and white as a girl, shook his head slightly while drinking deer blood in the glass, commenting on today's breakfast.

After the throne leader had drunk deer blood, his entire lips were stained with a bright blood red color, coupled with the delicate snow-white skin on his face, the contrast of red and white put together, let When people look at it, a kind of chill will rise in their hearts inexplicably.

"Unfortunately, the island climate of Sucobi Island is not suitable for elk breeding, and some of the doe supplemented from Lexington Port are not suitable for long-distance trips on the boat. Many does died halfway..." As the leader of a throne said, he also sighed regretfully.

Compared with the throne leader whose skin is maintained like a girl, the latter throne leader is much older, not only old, but also skinny, like an old tree that has lost water resources in a dry land. The loose throne-collared robe is worn on him, like hanging on a hanger made of dry branches. When this person stretches out his hand, that hand is like the claws of the skeleton in the grave. The blood vessels and meridians under the gray skin on his hand bulged out, and then they clung to the bones of his arm. The ring of the stone of immortality was worn on his hand, as if it would be ready at any time. The sleeve does not slide down tightly.

Anyone who sees this person can feel that the vitality and vitality of this person are passing by ruthlessly and resolutely every second. If you change to someone else, someone like him might have died long ago. I really don’t know him. How can I survive? How old have I lived to this day?

The throne leader who looked like an old skeleton tree looked at the young throne leader who was sitting opposite him with a hint of envy and jealousy. He scooped up a spoonful of golden fish roe with a golden spoon and sighed. "Fortunately, the roe of this starlight sturgeon is good, and the seabird eggs of Sukobi Island are fresh enough. These things, above the sea, these things are rare and delicious, and the life energy is very sufficient..."

"God said that the source and secret of life are in the embryo of life. As God's spokesperson on the ground, we are certainly qualified to enjoy food..."

"Now we can only do it for a while. When the ice and snow wasteland is reached, all problems will be solved..."

"It's always a small place!" The throne leader, whose skin was as delicate as a girl, smiled, and said with some disdain, "I just heard that Peter Hampres is still interesting, and I can actually think of it in the ice and snow wasteland. The place made some so-called miracles to subdue a group of pioneers and Slavic hillbillies who had never seen the world before, accidentally allowing him to gain a reputation here..."

For these powers of the Holy Light Empire, I am afraid that no one in this world understands the so-called "miracles" better than them. Who can achieve this position today, who has not been born in their own hands? A few "God-levels", and then used to show that I have received the "blessings" of God, the most common "miracles", such as "Icon tears", "God entrusts dreams", "Rebirth" and "Apocalyptic wisdom" The trick has been completely broken in the Holy Light Empire. Every year in the three dioceses of the Holy Light Empire, these "miracles" always change. In the small dioceses below, if the pastoral leadership of the dioceses is effective If it matters, if you want to perform any miracle, someone will be sent to support it. The most common support is to provide the corresponding space equipment. For a fool who has never seen anything in the world, a shepherd is here. On some special occasions and time points, using the space equipment you carry with you to conjure some so-called "miracles" and "sensations", which is enough to make a sensation.

In the Holy Light Empire, education to fool the people is the basic national policy. It is not a certain class. A lot of knowledge in the world is closed to it, such as space equipment. This thing can be discussed normally in any other place. In the Light Empire, only a certain level of pastoral leaders can have access to this kind of knowledge, and then they can talk about this kind of things in private, and the space equipment in the Light Empire has another name, called-artifact, in this world All the artifacts were created by the God of Light and are proof of the existence of the God of Light-this is the "standard knowledge" of space equipment in the Holy Light Empire Theological Seminary.

"Master Murphy is interested in Peter Hampres?"

"I am interested in the water tanks of the ancient gods. In my yard, there are just a few containers for holding water and flowers!" The young leader of the throne glanced at the old leader, relaxed. Said, "I also heard that Peterham Place’s children are somewhat peculiar. Those children are still innocent, and their blood must also contain more powerful life energy..."

The eyes of the old Throne Chief Shepherd suddenly became sharp like a sword, and it directly pierced the young Throne Chief Shepherd’s face. The young Throne Chief Shepherd seemed to have never seen him before, eating on his own. He took a sip of deer blood, "Those children must be what Lord Miller needs. I have no intention of fighting with Lord Miller. As for the others..."

"At my age, except for things that can buy me time, other things don't make much sense to me!" The elderly throne leader sighed.

The young throne leader laughed and raised the golden wine glass in his hand, "Then, happy cooperation..."

"I'm old, Master Murphy must have a bright future in the Eastern Diocese!"

The two clinked glasses apart, and then each drank the fresh deer blood in the glasses.

While having breakfast, the two commanders of the Holy Light Empire Expeditionary Army had already completed an important agreement and compromise. Between their ambitions, they had completed the division of the most important spoils of the Holy Iceland Kingdom. Neither of them felt this. What's wrong, this expedition, for two people, is not so much an expedition as a gorgeous armed parade. Apart from being a little boring on the boat as a knight every day, the rest is nothing like a vacation. The difference is because according to their intelligence, in the entire ice and snow wasteland, there is absolutely no force to resist their arrival.

But in any case, as the expeditionary fleet is getting closer to the waters of the Evandala Islands, even if the expeditionary fleet is not afraid of any head-on conflict with the Holy Kingdom of Iceland, it still has to be careful of some other means. This breakfast, a few of the expeditionary fleet The chief, this is the main discussion.

After dividing the spoils, the two main characters were in a good mood, so they began to formally discuss the problems they might face.

"I heard that Peter Hampres may be a bit difficult. It is reported that Peter Hampres may be a very powerful beast master who can control a powerful deep-sea giant..."

"The deep sea monster is only a threat to those below the knights. There are now seven knights in our fleet. No matter any one of them, as long as the deep sea monster of Peterham Press dares to come, it is for the soldiers of our expeditionary legion. It’s just a snack, I heard that the meat of the Deep Sea Giant Monster is also a great tonic!"

"There are still a few nasty flies riding sharks around the fleet. Those are the soldiers of the Sea Bear Tribe in the Ice and Snow Wasteland. Starting from today, we will send someone to clean them every day. Don’t let those flies disturb our interest. For the Cavaliers, this should be regarded as the entertainment of this boring journey!"

"Let’s go with Huck today. From now on, you will be responsible for one person for each of you, the chief shepherd of the scepter. Before our fleet reaches the waters of the Evandala Islands, the necessary deterrence should still be available, otherwise, the ice and snow wasteland. A group of hillbillies really thought we were here for a cruise!"

"Yes, my lord!" A knight who was eating breakfast at the dining table heard a throne leader mention his name. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up in response, saying loudly, "I will go now. There is just one more problem. These flies are easy to remove, but the merchant ships passing by at sea are a bit troublesome. The whereabouts of our fleet are leaked out by those merchant ships every day. I heard that the Chamber of Commerce on the Holy Kingdom of Iceland has issued conditions for any merchant ship. As long as you can provide an accurate piece of information about our fleet, you will be rewarded with 500 gold coins. Do the two adults feel the need to sink those merchant ships?"

The young leader of the throne looked at the old leader of the throne, and he pondered for a moment, "Many of those merchant ships are from the western continent. If we sink it rashly, we will find an excuse for some countries to interfere in the operation of the expeditionary army. Maybe they are waiting for us to do this, Master Miller thinks..."

The elderly throne leader hadn't spoken yet, and Zhang Tie's attack had already arrived with great momentum...

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