Chapter 562-Of course

"The girl was helped."

Thoreau Reid opened his door to see:

"When she disappeared on the battlefield and her life is unknown."

Part of the doubts of the Imperial Conference disappeared, but more problems followed.

"help?"

The Minister of Commerce Viscount Connie laughed, and laughed a little:

"Willn't it be a dragon?"

With a thought in his mind, Thiers thought of the unkempt, silly little slider sitting in the ruins, silently facing the large and beautiful dragon head.

But Viscount Connie quickly discovered that no one was supporting him for his joke.

On the contrary, Duke Cullen, who always smiled, had a dull face, and Treasurer Juco Mann looked ugly.

Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Crapen once again awakened from sleepy eyes, his eyes were skeptical, and Stilianides, who had been silent, looked down and thought.

Tyers sat beside Gilbert, resisting the curiosity and eagerness in his heart, and concentrated on watching the Foreign Minister hurriedly read the information in his hand.

At the end of the long table, the king's figure was motionless, like a stone sculpture.

The entire imperial conference seemed extremely quiet.

Viscount Connie's smile gradually converged.

"Do not."

In a silence, the counselor of Souduo gave his final word, ending Viscount Conney's embarrassment:

"It's a bitter people."

The military adviser held the table with both hands and looked at everyone.

Thiels felt that most of the ministers present were relieved after Thoreau said "No".

"The local Xitao bitter people."

Zorduo frowned, his palms swept across the road towns on the map, and he patted lightly in a blank space without chess pieces.

"They helped the granddaughter and made her survive the battle."

"And finally gather and retrieve some of the elite belonging to Longxiao City."

The military adviser grabbed a few white chess pieces outside the map and returned to the white queen's side.

Thiels felt relieved.

So Selma got help from the locals and survived the menacing battlefield safely.

But then he felt strange.

"Wait, Earl Cassau hasn't said it," Viscount Connie asked in confusion:

"Suriel Walton slaughtered Fort Liberty, and the people of the Liberty Alliance are so hostile? If the bitter people knew the identity of the Grand Duchess, why would they ..."

Many people look to Gilbert.

The Foreign Minister raised his glasses, and his face was a bit unsightly.

"About this-sorry, give me a few seconds-I remember it on these pages ..."

Thoreau coughed and looked at the person who came from the secret department.

The Scarfaced man calmly stepped forward to unlock Gilbert's embarrassment:

"Mystery thought the same from the beginning-the bitter people of the Free Alliance and the Northlanders live and die."

"It was later discovered that the information we had was incomplete."

"Then quickly approached the local intelligence station and then corroborated the historical data of the Foreign Affairs Division."

The Foreign Minister finally turned to the page he needed, and he exhaled and took the conversation:

"Oh, princes, the national conditions of the Freedom League are special."

Gilbert looked up and changed back to the starry fox familiar to Taylor:

"In fact, unlike the bitter people in Qiyuan City, most of the bitter people of the Liberal Alliance-especially the part that Sodor said-live mainly in the suburbs and rural areas, with low status, poverty and discrimination. , Even if he went to live in Fort Liberty to discuss his life, he did all the lowest work. "

"They are truly hostile to them, instead of the Northland invaders who are staring at the aristocracy, but the upper society living in Liberty Fort."

Thiers frowned. He remembered that Ronnie Jr. had hinted to him that suffering people was one of the problems faced by Qiyuan City, but he never knew that the problems of suffering people were more than just Qiyuan City.

"A little ... complicated?" Viscount Connie asked his voice.

"Do not."

Everyone looked upright and looked at the speaker.

"It's not complicated at all."

King Kessel stared at the ring on his hand, his eyes turning on the brassy luster:

"Like what happened last night."

last night.

The imperial conference was silent.

Thiels tilted his head subconsciously, avoiding the eyes of everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

Gilbert's words sounded at the right time, attracting everyone's attention and alleviating the atmosphere:

"Hundred years ago, the Commas Alliance implemented the strategy of 'One Hundred Nations Business Road', and its forces expanded eastward, and the entire golden corridor became turbulent."

"At that time, Exeter was ruled by the recently succeeded 'Broken Steel' Nunn VI. He played back and forth with the Comas and finally reached a compromise: fostering local forces at the eastern end of the Golden Corridor and establishing an open business Lu, but still holds Exeter as sovereign country. "

Thoreau's consultant frowned:

"Freedom League."

Kilber nodded:

"As an intermediate product of the compromise between the two great powers, the structure of the Free Alliance is inherently deformed: its source of power and its roots of governance are not inside and out, but it is only sublime, and it has developed in the cracks of the great powers through the lucrative trade routes. . "

Gilbert turned a page and was extremely serious:

"After nearly a century of rule, the elders and elders in Liberty Fort, although they shed the same blood as the bitter people, have become accustomed to being superior, exploiting management, holding high positions, enjoying privileges, and have not long regarded themselves. Seen as a part of the bitter people. "

Thiels was relieved.

That's it.

The real reality is far more complicated and specific than the dry sentence of "Freedom Alliance is the west of Qiyuan, the East of Good Flow, and the Benefit of Business" in the book.

As for Selma, what she has to face is much more difficult than what I have to face.

"So, the lower bitter people in the alliance are actually local forces that can be drawn in to fight against the upper levels in Fort Liberty."

Prime Minister Cullen scratched his chin and looked stunned:

"It's just that for the past few decades, the eyes of the Northlanders have stayed on the nobles in the castle, on the regime that they supported and compromised with the Comas?"

Gilbert sighed:

"Don't talk about subdividing bitter people and nobles ... To be precise, the entire Liberal League has not been regarded by the North people for the past decades."

The Foreign Minister frowned: Didn't even us, stunned after the report of the war, hurriedly updated the information?

Taylor converged in a good mood, but couldn't stop another doubt.

But what about Selma ...

"So, that girl drew a few waves of support from the lower bitter people, but ..."

"Bag of money" Joker Mann asked with narrow eyes:

"What we are talking about is a real sword and a costly war. It is not logging and land reclamation and farming."

"A bunch of ragged poor people can really help her win?"

This question asks everyone's most confusing point. Even though all the princes here are well fostered, they still can't help leaning forward in order to answer.

"No."

Thoreau's answer was, as always, resolutely popular:

"But at least I can give her an inferior bitter people who knows how to work hard and secretly, sneaking into the channel of Liberty Castle secretly."

Tyler's eyelids jumped.

"According to our information, one night after the Liberal League's victory over the teacher, the Grand Duchess of Dragon Xiaocheng led the eldest Grandpa around him-many of them were White Blade Guards of the King Nuen era-silently invaded The inner city of Fort Liberty. "

Thales leaned forward unknowingly, joined the ranks of the present, and stared at the white chess deadly.

Sodor Reid leaned down and pushed the special white queen against the momentum, but irresistibly pushed towards Freedom Castle on the battlefield where White retreated and Black recomposed.

It's like the sunlight that finally pierces the sky through the clouds.

"With the help of the bitter people's guide, with the military strength of hundreds of people, she has no blood, and has captured all the high-ranking members of the Freedom League."

"Closing the curtain for the entire war."

Sodor's voice fell.

There was a small exclamation from the Imperial Conference.

Only Thales bit his lower lip.

He imagined that night.

A small amount of elite, sneaking in, soldiers without blood blades, captive high-level ...

Sounds like ...

Very familiar.

Thiels was a little bit surprised.

It seems that more than six years ago, he learned something from the madness of Charman Rumba.

"Up to the governor veteran and down to the bureaucrat general."

Soto was methodical, one by one, overthrowing the few remaining blacks in Liberty Castle:

"Among them are the most important Josh Kenya, and the young and famous Ivan Pollado."

"One doesn't fall."

"It's all over."

"Jailed overnight."

Sordor retracted his fingers and looked at the only white queen standing on the battlefield, lamenting:

"Just when they were immersed in the victory and completely lost their vigilance."

The imperial conference experienced a long period of silence.

"what?"

After a short while, Viscount Conny was incredibly loud, staring at the messy map of chessmen:

"Dare to love this war is to set off each other, to see who is stupid than who?"

He laughed at it, wondering whether it was ridicule or sigh.

The rest felt more or less the same.

"If you go over the battle, Lord Viscount, you may find that this is true of many wars in history."

Thoreau answered coldly, apparently in a bad mood:

"A lot of times, the result of the war is not because of how powerful the winner is ..."

"But thanks to how stupid the loser is."

Sodor bowed his head.

Moreover, the factors involved in the war are complicated, too much confusion, too much accident, and too much unknown.

Even if we are sitting here, we can talk about the soldiers on paper.

If you end in person and face reality ...

It's probably not much better.

"At least, the Northlanders won Fort Liberty," Gilbert sighed, deliberately or unintentionally:

"Don't humiliate the name" Invincible. "

Tyler sighed in secret.

Duke Cullen raised his question:

"So she captured the high-rise and controlled the inner city, but the rest of the military and civilians in Liberty Fort ..."

Sodor nodded and turned to Scarface.

The mysterious person came forward respectfully:

"With the rescue of Kierkegaard, soon, the remnants of Longxiao City regrouped and the chain of command resumed."

"Coupled with the help of the bitter people, they entered the city in batches in a few days to join Her Majesty's Majesty."

"In the end, we won the Liberty Fort without surprise."

Sodor took the conversation:

"In this way, Qi Yuan defeated and resigned, and when Exeter was gone, Long Xiaocheng suddenly emerged and reversed the situation."

"Shocked everyone."

"Big soldier" closed his mouth, and the table was silent.

Everyone was feeling the aftermath of the battle on the table, immersed in different emotions, and it was difficult to recover for a while.

"Humph."

Bearded finance director, Joco Man hummed dismissively:

"The defeat on the battlefield has to be relied on by a woman to steal the chicken and dog."

"Even if he wins the war, Exter loses his face, for fear of becoming a laughing stock."

The people present were in a mixed mood, and no one answered for a moment.

Until a young voice sounded:

"Master, this room is called the Ballard Room, right?"

The princes of the imperial palace turned around in unison, only to be surprised to find that the respondent had participated in the meeting for the first time, and had always been cautious and never took the initiative to make a sound.

Joco Man didn't dare to neglect and sat upright:

"Of course, Your Highness, this place is the great Ballard Room, so?"

Thiers looked at him for a while, then narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"It's nothing."

"Let's talk about that again, it's the girls who can save the laughing stock country."

Joco Man was confused.

The audience looked different.

Only Gilbert gave a slight cough and gestured to Thales with his eyes, who then leaned back and stopped speaking.

"That girl does more than that."

Sodor's words brought everyone back to the war.

The military adviser looked up and motioned to the scared man next to him: "There is more detailed information in the secret department."

Mystery's spy bowed and changed a file:

"Fort Liberty fell, high-rise captured, the army disarmed ..."

"The Grand Duchy of Longxiao City, who was in control of the order, then ordered: from the Governor of the Alliance, to take these captives, the Lieutenants of the Liberal Alliance, the senior officials, the general soldiers, and no one ..."

The man with the scarface lifted his eyes from the paper, exposing sharp colors:

"All sent to the guillotine."

Tyles took a breath.

what?

The monarchs at the meeting whispered each other.

"Again?"

Prime Minister Cullen frowned:

"It is worthy of the bloodline of Nunn and Suriel. He is fierce-hearted and has bad means, not inferior to his father and ancestors."

"Women, you know," Joker Man exhaled:

"It has always been small-minded and narrow in pattern.

"The loss is so great, it's the same way I changed," Viscount Connie sighed:

"At least she was crisp and didn't torture them."

Taylor didn't speak, he just frowned.

"How many?"

Gilbert turned his head to interrupt the discussion on the long table:

"How many people did she kill?"

The mysterious scar face looked at the adults.

He was expressionless, just changed a piece of paper, and read an unexpected number:

"zero."

The whole Ballard room was silent for a while.

The adults stared and opened their mouths, unbelievable, and spent several seconds digesting this information.

At an angle invisible to others, Taylor bent his lips slightly.

"Why, what?"

Scarface man nodded in recognition.

"On the guillotine, when the cutting edge is about to fall."

"The Grand Duchess took off the helmet and dropped the armor."

The Scarface man's words are smooth and natural, but he has a different power, telling a legend thousands of miles away:

"The little girl left the army and walked towards the stage, announcing to the shivering people below."

The mysterious comer changed a piece of paper, and the adults present with their emotions of surprise, doubt, disdain, vigilance, and so on, focused their attention.

"She said there were enough dead people in this war."

"The blood shed by both sides has been enough."

The ministers looked at each other and were difficult to understand.

"She said that the lives of thousands of people, families and children without hundreds of people, should not pay for the selfishness and self-error of a few high-ranking people."

Scarface man looked up:

"She said that someone had told her."

"War cannot bring peace, just as death cannot pay for life."

Thiels looked pale.

"And she, the ruler of Longxiao City, will not repeat the mistakes of her grandfather and father."

At the end of the long table, the king moved abruptly, raising his head, exposing his eyes in the shadow of the backlight.

"In the midst of public opinion, in front of everyone, the Grand Duchess forgave and forgave the prisoners of war on the guillotine, untied them one by one, and finally helped Ivan Pollado who was ashamed ,tell him……"

Scarface Man changed the next file, with a solemn tone:

"'On the battlefield, you hurt my people, but in response,' Surprise Ivan ', I will forgive your life in exchange for the end of war and hatred.'"

The mysterious detective's voice dropped.

The meeting room was silent again.

A few seconds later, sighing with utter sigh, Tyres consciously or unintentionally said:

"Small eyes and narrow pattern?"

Joko Mann's look became unnatural.

"absurd!"

Viscount Connie couldn't help but speak:

"Women's love! Even in a foreign country, dare to let the tiger return to the mountain, all she's waiting for is death ..."

But before he finished, the secret agent's spy opened the next document:

"The Grand Duchess also issued a 'Peace Order' in public."

"The entire army of Longxiao City, regardless of whether it is a general or a soldier, must not kill or abuse prisoners of war, invade or rob dwellings, hinder public order, or affect the order of people's livelihood.

Scarface man looked up:

"If there is an offender, in the name of the dragon gun killing the soul, she will be severely punished."

As soon as this remark was made, not only Viscount Conny, but also Duke Cullen was stunned.

"No way?"

The Prime Minister frowned:

"So her vassal, can her army tolerate it? How can she satisfy their greed? What are they spending money on to travel mountains and rivers? Travel and look at the scenery? They have countless deaths and injuries, how can they even out?"

"She really thought that without killing dozens of leaders as an example, the people in the Liberal Alliance would obediently obey? Didn't any of her wise men stand up against her?"

The former ministers murmured, and many were equally difficult to understand.

Thoreau's words sounded smoothly:

"After the previous fiasco and facing the prestige of the Grand Duchess, I guess that her men have not had the courage to oppose it."

Mysterious scar nodded:

"As the deputy commander, the highest-ranking Kierkegaard was the first to kneel to his orders."

"The rest have followed suit."

"Don't be suspicious."

Thiels was a little embarrassed. He seemed to be returning to the Government Day in the Hall of Heroes, where Selma shouted weakly, but her vassals looked cold and unmoved.

"As for Fort Liberty ..."

Scarface read his information:

"The Grand Duchess strongly recommends that the Governor of the Alliance allow the Alliance veterans to take out their savings and donate land to help the poor in order to relieve their distress."

"Even adjust the decree, reduce or reduce the duty tax, reset the court, and review the case."

"By the way, solve the 'living and sheltering problem' of the troops of Longxiao City."

As soon as this remark was made, Gilbert next to Tyres took a deep breath, his eyes complicated.

"She?" Suggest "the Governor of the Alliance," suggest "the group of veterans?"

Joco Mannhe two times:

"Ha, either the granddaughter's attitude was sincerely touching, or the patriarchs of the alliance were noble and morally persuasive ..."

"It's not clear," Gilbert faintly said:

"But I guess, no matter the sword in her hand or the cutting edge on the guillotine, it must be very sharp."

"In the beginning, some people were not very enthusiastic about this, and" suggested "Yang Feng and Yin Feng," Scarface said, frowning:

"So later, the Grand Duchess sent the Meteor to talk to the elders sincerely ..."

Talk to the meteorite ...

Taylor only felt a tingling pain in his left wrist.

"It is said that some people were uttered by the meteoric eloquence‘ conscience found shame and died ’, and the rest ...”

The mystery spy looks up and ends, respectfully retreating:

"I'm more enthusiastic."

The imperial monarchs exchanged a clear look of "Oh".

"It's a law change and a court," Connie the Minister of Commerce frowned:

"Why didn't she directly insert the red dragon flag on the bottom of the city into the head of the city, and then seal it to a trustworthy Northlander, and declare that Fort Liberty would belong to Exeter from now on."

Taylor smiled.

"Because she, or the people under her, are smart enough."

Gilbert looked dignified:

"Know the trade-offs to advance and avoid harm."

"In this way, she won't have to bear the burden and pressure of rule when she takes over."

"When you leave, you will only gain endless memories and fame."

Boom.

The king's fingers hit the long table, startling everyone.

But he said nothing, but continued to look at the military adviser.

Sotho got a signal and cleared his throat:

"In short, for all your destiny, the bitter people are all cheering."

"Allies veterans are probably emotionally stable."

"Longxiao city armies have also been soothed."

"In this way, the Grand Duchess of Walton combined with the hard and soft, plus the loss of the previous war, coupled with the loss of the previous war, Liberty Fortress at the end of the crossbow lost the last resistance and will.

With a complicated sigh, Sodor looked at the white chess that stood tall:

"'Ms. Blazing Blood' effortlessly and peacefully captured the city."

Unconsciously, Tyers pursed his lips.

But he knew that it must be far from "effortless."

"Ms. Blazing Blood?"

Viscount Connie frowned:

"Really?"

Thoreau murmured:

"That's what everyone calls her, or do you think I call her 'Ms. True Dragon'?"

Connie smiled and didn't speak again.

Thoreau continued:

"With the capital falling and the raging people, the other towns in the Free Alliance have no fighting spirit and look down."

"Exeter, it's such a dramatic turnaround."

The military adviser sat down slowly and no longer moved the pawns that had been determined.

The "money bag" minister coughed:

"My question is, she lost the battlefield and was far away from her country. It was the most disappointing time when she had no soldiers and no money. How did she get the support of those aliens who were bitter?"

"You can't recommend your own pillows. Sleep them all?"

Tyers glanced at Joko Man expressionlessly.

This adult, is really old ...

In fact, you might as well retire early.

He thought so.

The mysterious spy stepped forward again.

"I don't know, but we found that the name 'Blazing True Dragon' came from the mouths of these bitter people, and later spread to the Northlanders."

Connie wondered:

"Why is this nickname?"

"She set herself on fire and stood in a carriage and stormed into the city?"

Scarface man shook his head.

"Every version of the story is there, and some people say that she saw the dragon descend and take the city for her ..."

Connie frowned:

"Really a dragon?"

But he noticed that many ministers present were shaking his head at him.

"impossible."

Thoreau Reid spoke again, seemingly annoyed:

"You may have just entered the Imperial Conference, Viscount Connie, so it is unknown."

"But hundreds of years ago, 'Blackeye' John had a secret agreement with the Kingdom of Exeter," Leng Hu, a military adviser:

"The queen of sky as an extraordinary existence will only intervene in the world when the disaster reappears."

"Otherwise, we would be ashes five hundred years ago."

Gilbert coughed, reminding his old friend to use words.

"Just the calamity? I mean, obviously it appeared on Longxiao six years ago-"

Viscount Connie wanted to understand something, his face was a little blue.

"Oh, oh, that's it ..."

Taylor thought about the scene where he danced with the dragon six years ago, remembering that the sky queen told him "you have a nice dragon name", and couldn't help but glance at King Kessel in the distance.

But unfortunately, the king is still as stable as a stone sculpture.

"Of course, Lord Connie," the mysterious Scarface man said with confidence:

"For hundreds of years, we have always been vigilant about the possibility of the dragon breaking his vow."

"But everything has been fine so far."

Connie nodded awkwardly.

The Scarface Man continued:

"As for the nickname of the Grand Duchess, there are also people who say that she can slay the enemy with blood and flames, and that she can take off her clothes and unfold the dragon wings, fan the wind, and even say that her full moon night slaps into the sky. Sound, you can become a dragon ... "

"The night of the full moon, that's the legendary werewolf," listening to these sayings became more and more outrageous, Soto could not help interrupting:

"Already killed by the 'wolf enemy' with a longevity hunter."

The secret agent's spy understood the meaning of the military adviser and stopped chanting information, summing up the situation:

"So these are not credible."

"Why did this nickname come about, still confusing."

The ministers whispered again, and Tyers noticed that Gilbert revealed a questioning look to the Associate Bishop Stilianides, who shook his head.

Just now.

"What kind of girl is that?"

A thick, thunderous voice sounded, and the officials stopped talking and looked at the end of the long table.

The Scarface Man bowed to the King's shadow:

"According to our information, her parents were when she was one year old ..."

But he was interrupted immediately:

"Tyls."

The voice of the king came slowly, giving Taylor a thrill:

"I'm asking you."

In front of Joko Mann:

"Yes, His Royal Highness has lived in Longxiao City for six years. He must be very familiar with her, maybe a friend ..."

But the treasurer immediately thought of the scene where the prince had interrupted himself.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Qiu Ke suddenly turned pale and hurriedly bowed down, afraid to speak again.

What kind of girl is that?

Is it the little girl in the library with her glasses on and bright eyes, or the shabby little girl in the Yingling Palace?

Is that little girl in the ruins gritting her teeth and trying to drag herself? Or is the granddaughter in the Hall of Heroes glaring and screaming?

In a short time, Taylor mixed feelings.

The Duke of Xinghu took a deep breath, and then looked at the end of the long table, staring at those meaningful eyes.

"The girl looks calm and gentle, safe and sound," the prince said quietly:

"Sometimes, looking at some ... dull."

"But little ... Thelma?"

Thinking of the girl's refusal to follow him, Taylor lowered his head and bent his mouth unknowingly.

Gilbert frowned.

"She is a real fighter."

After recalling the past, Taylor raised his head, word by word very firm:

"No matter what."

"A disaster, a dragon, or ... a king."

Ministers whispered around.

Until the other side of the long table, the king said coldly:

"Is it."

Tyles paused: Gilbert's elbow touched him lightly.

The second prince reacted and coughed:

"Ah ... I mean, she might be a tough enemy, and of course, a potential ally."

Facing the scrutiny of the entire table, Thales solemnly said:

"Fortunately, my relationship with her is not bad ... I mean, I can talk to her."

The princes looked at each other.

The king was silent for a while before he said:

"Do you have any handles against her?"

Tyers frowned.

"Should be," he did not change:

"I'll go back and think."

Thiels couldn't see King Kessel's face, but the voice of the other still came steadily:

"She can be our ally?"

Thales shines:

"of course."

"She has real power in Longxiao City, not her Majesty's concubine?"

"of course."

"Have you ever slept with her?"

"of course--"

Ok?

Taylor's expression changed before his voice fell, and he responded quickly to the second sentence:

"--No."

There was a moment of silence on the long table.

For some reason, in the face of the many unclear eyes in the meeting room, Taylor inexplicably felt a fever on his face.

A few seconds later, the king's gaze finally pulled away from him.

Only left the teenager with a strange nasal sound:

"Humph."

"No sword, no sword, have you touched the fish these days?"

"of course not!"

(End of this chapter)