Fairy’s Box

Glamorgan - Earls Court.

Amidst the sharp whistle, an airship with a length of forty yards slowly descended from the air. With the roaring sound of the propellers, the airship landed in the spacious courtyard. The strong airflow caused the grass and trees to crawl to the ground. .

Bang-ka-!

The hatch in the middle of the airship bounced open suddenly, a climbing ladder fell, and a handsome young knight stepped out. He had short purple hair, wore a dark blue knight uniform, and his armbands were already at the school rank.

"Welcome, Major Ored." Yale, Charlene, Bruno, and Nicole stood on the right side of the airship, facing the stairs to greet them.

"Thank you for welcoming me, Your Excellency." Major Ored hurriedly walked down the stairs, stretched out his right hand, and clasped it tightly with the black-haired knight's right hand:

"Where are those arrogant terrorists?"

"Waiting for your transfer in the living room, including the bishop."

Yale smiled and let go of his right hand, turned his body sideways, and introduced the three people around him: "They are my girlfriend and partner, Charlene, Bruno, and Nicole, all natural disaster knights."

"It is a great honor to meet three beautiful and powerful young ladies in one day."

A flash of surprise flashed in Orid's eyes, maintaining a polite smile, and shook hands with the two women and one man respectively, completely ignoring the displeasure and embarrassment on the silver-haired boy's face.

"If the itinerary is not so rushed, please accompany us to lunch." The black-haired knight looked at the other party's face, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, so he had to pretend.

"It's an honor." He agreed with a smile on his face.

...

In the hall, the four of them sat down under the service of the ghost maid, and a steady stream of exquisite dishes were served to the table. Aurid was surprised by the luxury of the mansion and couldn't help but praise:

"This is really an elegant mansion that fits your status."

"This is due to Earl Humphrey. This mansion is his legacy. I'm just a lucky heir." While Yale spoke, the ghost maid filled everyone with red wine, and then silently retreated to the beside.

"I have to say that it is you who brought life to this abandoned territory. His Majesty the Emperor is very satisfied with your achievements and achievements, especially your planning for this land."

Aured swallowed the lettuce in his mouth, and after watching the ghost maid leave, he raised the goblet on the table:

"I wish your territory more and more prosperous."

"Thank you for your kind words."

Yale always felt that there was something in the other party's words, but still raised the wine glass in his hand.

Sure enough, after the knight major drank his drink, he licked his lips with satisfaction, took out a document from his arms, and handed it to him:

"This is the document that Your Majesty ordered me to hand over to you. It is a power of attorney."

"Authorization?"

The black knight looked startled, and then opened the document in his hand.

There are only two sentences above. The first sentence is to allow Glamorgan's army to settle down. The second sentence is what Yale did to the Highland Kingdom, and he can act cheaply. The bottom is the double seal of the cabinet and the emperor.

What does it mean? Is His Majesty the Emperor going to dump this pot on me?

"Your Excellency Ored, this document is too simple." Yale's heart thumped, and he couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Some things can't be said too clearly."

The young knight cut off a piece of goose leg, put it in his mouth, swallowed it, and said slowly and solemnly:

"His Majesty and the Cabinet's intentions are very simple. They want you to stop the Highland Kingdom from becoming the bridgehead of the Free Federation at all costs."

It's really a dump!

The black-haired knight wailed secretly. He only had a few people in his hands, so let him deal with a kingdom, and it was a kingdom supported by the Papal State.

"Your Excellency, what is the Empire's attitude towards the Celtic region?" Charlene asked vaguely.

"Stability is overriding everything. Once the Free Alliance invades south, it will become a temporary guard station, and it cannot be given up even if it becomes scorched earth." The other party answered without hesitation.

"That is to say, even if I stalk me, I have to stay here for 20 years and stand alone against the southern invasion of the Freedom Alliance?" Yale and his friends were stunned.

"You know, Glamorgan is financially independent and isolated overseas, and has nothing to do with Atrium Land - except to block the Free Alliance."

Aurid took a sip of the wine, squared his hands on the white tablecloth, and said with a serious expression:

"Our military is under great pressure and can only maintain the status quo. In order to cope with the current situation, the emperor allows you to integrate the resources of Celtic Island and fight against the Highland Kingdom."

"We have no population!" Nicole complained while holding her head.

"Moreover, if it becomes the front line of the Cold War, it will be difficult for Sound Nest to receive new recruits." Charlene couldn't help lying on the seat when she thought of the Sound Nest training base, which was about to go bankrupt just after making a profit.

"It's now the front line of the Cold War."

Aurid smiled slightly, looked at Yale who was silent, and said softly:

"It's just that the Highland Kingdom is still very weak, so you don't feel the pressure, but this good day won't last long. They will soon be aided by the Papal State and the gang of mage mages, the Celts. The quality is not bad, and once it rises, we will face greater military pressure.”

"So I either crippled the Highland Kingdom before it rose, or was forced to death by the rising Celts?" Yale propped up the table with his elbows and buried half of his face under his palms.

"exactly."

The young major general nodded slightly and added:

"But you don't need to worry too much. Your Majesty and the cabinet just don't want to increase the military burden. We will give the greatest support in intelligence. Glamorgan can also form an army of its own. Moreover, although part of the time is on their side, the general trend is The time is on our side.”

"..."

After a moment of silence, the black-haired knight raised his head and said with fire-breathing eyes:

"Understood... I will fight with all my strength."

...

"The Highland Kingdom has a population of about 15 million, with strong folk customs, good at farming and animal husbandry. They are divided into two factions, one is Celtic warriors who use rune spells, they have an ancient and unique heritage and belong to the kingdom The biggest force. There is another kind of warrior who is close to us, using fighting spirit to fight, and the force will teach the weak."

A bald, chunky middle-aged man was introducing the situation of the Highland Kingdom to the four knights in the lounge of the Earl's Palace. His name is Pritt, a member of the Imperial Intelligence Department, and he has first-hand information about the Highland Kingdom. In the afternoon after Ored left, he arrived in Glamorgan on another small airship.

"The name of the King of the Highlands is Gary Fannon, and the queen died in an accident, a secret room accident."

Having said this, he paused for a while, and emphasized the word accident. The attitude of doubt is self-evident, and then continued:

"He has two sons, the eldest prince's name is Kenneth Fannon, he is the natural first-order heir of the Highland Kingdom, he masters the inheritance of court rune spells, and he has a talent for casting spells, and is popular from all walks of life in the kingdom. The second prince's name is Wallace Fannon, he is a warrior who masters fighting spirit, and his talent is not bad.

After finishing speaking, Plitter took out two oil paintings from his briefcase and spread them on the coffee table: "This is their realistic portrait."

"Both of them are quite handsome. If I had such a powerful brother, I might be idle all day." Nicole couldn't help but comment.

"..." Charlene was silent and didn't say a word. She agreed with her heart. It was really stressful to have a strong brother.

"It is both the heir to the first-order position and a genius mage..."

Yale stared at the arrogant young prince in the portrait, and asked in a trance, "That is to say, the status of Prince Kenneth is basically unshakable, so what is the attitude of His Royal Highness towards Rosevia?"

"Extremely disgusting, this is the standard attitude of the Celts. It is in line with his father's position and has the ambition to revive the Great Celtic Empire." A strange smile appeared on his face.

"Reviving the Great Celtic Empire? Why haven't I heard of this country?" Bruno showed a blank expression.

"They believed that the Celtic tribes that formerly scattered in the Land of Atrium were a great empire, and that all Celts had the duty to revive and rebuild this empire, even though it never existed..."

Plitt spread out his hand regretfully and shook his head: "But this does not prevent the current Kyle Rang from being fascinated, not only the current highland royal family, but even their people, those ordinary people who have no special power. They all believe in it.”

"Where's Prince Wallace?" Ares asked again.

"The same disgust, but a little different. He believes that the Highland Kingdom does not need to follow the Liberty Alliance against the Empire, and can stay out of the way. Moreover, this prince is a pessimist and has no ambition to revive the Celtic Empire. He only hopes that the Highland Kingdom can keep going."

Plitter turned Kenneth's portrait over, leaving only Wallace's portrait: "There is no doubt that the prince's position is more in our interest."

"But he can't be in power."

Yale looked directly into the other's eyes and whispered silently, "Unless... Kenneth dies first."

"Yes." He nodded nonchalantly.

"Is there a chance?" Nicole's eyes lit up and she quickly asked.

"If it could be done, we would have done it long ago."

A wry smile appeared on Pritt's bland face: "The fighting power of the Imperial Knights is unparalleled in the world, so it is also the target of public criticism. Of course, it has been studied by major forces. Although the method of head-on defeat has not yet appeared, but the investigation There has always been a shortage of technology and surveillance technology.”

"So that's how it is..."

Charlene grabbed the document that recorded the warriors of the Highland Kingdom, and suddenly asked, "Since the high-level route doesn't work, what about the bottom-level people? Are there any opposing forces?"

"Yes, the goblins are a family of their own, they regard my lord as their king, and they don't care about the royal family in the highlands at all." The other party said proudly.